Don't confiscate my identity as a human race Chapter 876 - 701 Lanci Completely Plucks Calila Clean2

The Great Love Poet finally looked up, leaned back in the chair, rubbed her eyes, and then stretched mightily.

"Lan Fu, do you normally get asked to dress up like this?"

Talia asked, puzzled.

"Yes, when Lanci and I make important magic cards, I’ll dress up and sit beside him."

Once relaxed, the Great Love Poet reverted to her usual coquettish tone.

"..."

Talia gazed at Lanci next to her again, casting a chill into the air.

She was becoming more and more convinced that Lanci was a pervert.

"No, no!"

Hearing this, Lanci almost broke out in a cold sweat and was just about to explain sothing.

"For him, making cards without you just wouldn’t do, so he wants you by his side."

The Great Love Poet lounged in the chair, her eyes curved like crescent moons as she continued with a smile.

"..."

Talia fell silent once more.

However, her look at Lanci was no longer one of disdain.

"Lan Fu, can I have your body for a little while longer?"

Talia turned and asked the Great Love Poet.

"No problem, take it, and thanks for taking care of these past few days."

The Great Love Poet waved her hand nonchalantly.

She held out her palm to Talia, asking for the earrings.

To the Great Love Poet, Talia seed to possess an intrinsic allure, always willing to be her superior fusion material whenever Talia needed it.

"I’ll cook for you next ti."

Talia took out a pair of black tal earrings and handed them to the Great Love Poet.

The surface of the tal earrings was covered with a thin layer of shimring demon race curses that seed as though they had been refined from the ancient depths of the purgatory of the demon world, absorbing and reflecting the faintest wavelengths of light, exhibiting an unstable hue from deep red to dark purple under the light.

The pair Talia put on next to her ears resembled the sharp tal curve of a demon’s horn.

The other was slender and beautifully curved, echoing the shape of a demon’s tail.

The Great Love Poet took the earrings Talia handed over and put them on her left ear.

The usually rock-solid boundary magic power in the workshop began to ripple as if touched by an almighty force. The Great Love Poet’s figure started to fade, becoming obscure, as the boundaries of her body began to vanish, turning into black mist and deep blue tides that enveloped Talia.

At this mont, Talia was protected by an invisible force, the magic power around her seemingly forming an isolated domain.

Magic power gathered and wove in the air, cocooning and dispersing. Monts later, she opened her eyes again slowly.

There was no change from before, except that her eyes beca heterochromatic, one gold and one blue.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong."

Lanci recited the tir’s alarm sound, frantically swapped cards with Cat Boss, and switched back to the magic cards that restored his mana and increased his mana cap.

"I’ll need to disguise my eye color again."

Talia mused to herself.

Ever since she had arrived in Huadu, she had always worn golden contact lenses to revert her eye color back to its original appearance.

Just as she was preparing to get back to work.

"No, no, let ! I can handle getting the materials!"

Lanci quickly pressed her shoulders, seating her in a chair.

Not only did he prepare the materials, but he also took the ti to bring her a cup of juice and a plate of snacks, setting them in front of Talia.

"..."

Talia realized she had returned to her previous state.

Any movent she made would consu more of Lanci’s mana.

For Lanci, her lying down or sitting was the best standby state.

Though being taken care of by Lanci felt good, she found it a bit strange.

In the workshop, Lanci moved towards the safe, opened it, and took out the treasured materials stored inside.

Cat Boss shook its head beside him.

It could not discern the specific nas of these materials, which clearly lay far beyond its understanding.

Whenever Lanci and Talia made cards, it would retreat outside the barrier, and every explosion was clearly a significant amount of money going up in smoke.

"Alright, Cat Boss, I’m starting the barrier."

As he spoke, Lanci had already strolled over to the workbench, the surface densely written with material ratios and production processes, which both he and Talia knew by heart without even looking.

In a mont, he activated the workshop’s magic barrier, and Cat Boss, with a single leap, found itself on the outside.

However, it was accustod to watching Lanci’s card-making process, sitting outside the workshop, watching intently.

Initially, it had thought Lanci could only blow up cards.

But it turned out he was a Platinum Level Card Maker registered with the Southern Continent Card Maker Association, to the cat’s surprise.

But then again, when it ca to blowing up cards, Lanci’s ability was unrivaled.

As a Platinum Level Card Maker, Lanci had managed to go through dozens of cards under its watch, creating not a single finished product, making the cat wonder if he was researching how to maximize explosion power.

Each explosion was terrifyingly loud.

It later discovered this was indeed Lanci’s unique talent.

He had taken blowing up cards to the extre, thus creating his life’s ultimate skill, the Nuclear Fusion Wolf Transformation.

"Tata, shall we start?"

Noticing Cat Boss’s gaze, Lanci still concentrated on the task at hand.

"No problem."

Talia nodded.

The full set of equipnt they used for card making was provided by the highest specifications from the Southern Continent Card Maker Association’s Parriet branch. Just one Platinum Level Card Maker had access to enough association privileges, and now there were two, even though Talia’s certification still needed so ti.