If a Shibai stand-in is used well, it can be an almost "invincible" stand-in.

But as we all know, in this world, "invincibility" is a very terrible debuff. The last person who said he was invincible has now exploded.

The abilities of Stands vary, and all abilities depend on the strength of the spirit. Even animals can have Stands. In fact, because animals' needs are very simple, their Stands are exceptionally powerful.

As a half-demon, Shibai has experienced many worlds, and his spirit is much stronger than that of ordinary people - but the problem is that even with such a substitute, Shibai has no chance to use it.

Script control, to put it simply and nicely.

——If you go to act, there will always be someone who gives you the "script", that is, the so-called director.

As long as Shibai uses this ability, all the "actors" present, that is, the people controlled by him, will immediately realize that it is Shibai's specialness... Ah, even if they don't know it directly, the method of elimination can directly come to the answer. Moreover, Shibai cannot be completely controlled, just like when acting, many actors will deviate from the script and suddenly have an impromptu performance. These are all normal.

What's more, just as Giorno guessed, on this "stage", within Shibai's range, any damage is fake, and Shibai cannot hurt anyone while using a Stand.

Even if Shi Bai wanted to show off by using his stand-in, he would never have the chance.

Because - this is not a stand that "Kotobuki" should have! How could a well-behaved god with amnesia have such a control freak-like stand ability out of nowhere!

It is not in vain that the ability of a Stand is a manifestation of the spirit. Even for a calm person like Fugo, as long as his Stand appears, it will expose the fact that he is actually a very irritable person.

All Shi Bai can do now is to prevent people within his range from dying.

If this ability existed in the previous world... Shi Bai thought about it and threw the idea out of his mind. He would not have unnecessary regrets for what happened in the past.

"We agreed before that we would go eat pizza together--"

"But unfortunately, the newly opened store was destroyed because it was involved in a gang fight. Forget it, I'll take you to another one!" After saying these words enthusiastically, Dobio's expression suddenly became a little worried: "By the way, Oso, the boss said you have lost your memory? Do you still remember who I am? Do you need me to introduce myself?"

Shibai looked into Dobbio's beautiful golden brown eyes and said softly, "Dobbio."

Dobio breathed a sigh of relief. "It's good that you still remember me. I was really shocked when the boss told me these things. Do you know how long you have been out of contact? It's been almost two months! I have never seen you away on a mission for so long."

The pink-haired boy counted on his fingers: "I remember the latest time you came back, Oso... It seemed to be Christmas two years ago. It rained so heavily that you didn't even make it back in time."

Shibai didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly to indicate that he was listening. Dobio had long been accustomed to his partner's attitude. They had been partners for many years, at least in Dobio's concept, he and Oso had known each other for a long time.

Dobio is an absolute die-hard fan of the boss faction, and is someone who can completely devote his life to the boss... Although Diavolo will never allow this.

Shibai watched Dobio skillfully order food. After the waiter poured two cups of tea and placed them on the table, Dobio propped up his chin, noticed the people around him, and then complained to Shibai, "Oso, you're back just in time. The people downstairs have been very lively during your absence."

Shibai picked up the tea and took a sip, then signaled Dobbio with his eyes to continue.

Dobio flicked the wall of the cup with great interest. "There are a few bugs trying to get information about the boss. Once the intelligence team has investigated the situation, the boss will probably ask you to take care of them."

"But even if it's not completely confirmed, who else except those bastards in the assassination team would be so brave to investigate the boss! Are there so many idiots in this world?" Dobbio said something in a slang word with obvious disgust on his face.

Dobio usually has a good temper and a gentle and peaceful personality, but once his sensitive spot is touched, he will explode as if he had eaten a bomb without being ignited.

The organization Passion has almost completely penetrated every corner of Italy and is slowly becoming stable. All it needs to do now is maintain this status to truly control Italy.

In other words, the assassination team has almost no meaning of existence.

Moreover, the members are all very powerful people with countless blood on their hands. In the middle period of the organization, they made many achievements for the organization. It is such a powerful team that even the boss Diavolo cannot fully understand the abilities of each member. He only knows that all the members are stand users.

For the current organization, the existence of the assassination team does more harm than good, and may threaten the boss at any time.

Shi Bai calmly put down his teacup and suddenly asked a completely unrelated question: "How many years have we known each other?"

Dobio was interrupted by Shibai's outburst and replied subconsciously, "It's been more than ten years, right? What's wrong, Oso?"

Shibai lowered his eyes, "No, nothing."

Dobio didn't care much about it, and the waiter brought the pizza at this time.

At the same time that Shibai and Dobio "merged", Giorno had already finished making the corpse.

Let's recall what he did after awakening his Stand. First, he fed the meat ball with living creatures, disguised Mr. Polnareff, and now he is making corpses... Oh, by the way, Giorno is not really making corpses, he can only create living creatures. Now Giorno is actually doing something quite terrible, he is creating "human beings".

However, because of the carelessness, there was no brain, and the internal organs were just randomly pinched, so the "human" created could not wake up. Later, Giorno would use a knife to recreate the wounds of their "death" on the human model he created, turning it into a real corpse.

At least for now, Giorno has not realized how terrible his ability is. In fact, Giorno has not thought about it at all. He has been overdrawing his spirit. He has experienced so many things in just two days. Everyone present, even himself, has forgotten that he is just a thirteen-year-old child.

Giorno wiped the sweat from his face and looked at the six rosy-faced corpses lying side by side on the ground. He even felt like thinking that he would make a lot of money making specimens after graduation, whether they were human bodies or any other creatures.

But... doesn't it seem like something is missing?

Giorno tapped his hands and took off his clothes, which scared Mista who was beside him: "Giorno, what are you doing?!"

Giorno shook the black coat in his hand, put it on his own body and answered, "We can't just leave these fake bodies lying here naked, can we? It will lead to strange developments and people will misunderstand us."

At this time, Abbacchio and Bucciarati, who had replayed the conversation between Diavolo and Kotobuki through Melancholy Blues and knew what their boss, who they had been hiding for more than ten years, looked like, came over. Seeing Giorno's behavior, Bucciarati had a look of realization again, took off his clothes, exposed his lace bra, and said, "We already know what the boss looks like, and it should be easy to find him later."

"Also, once the boss thinks we are dead, our protection will be greatly reduced."

Abbaccio raised his head and didn't answer. He looked at Buccellati, who was about to take off his pants, and said helplessly: "How are you going to leave here, Buccellati?"

Giorno raised his hand and said, "I can create banana leaves."

Apaqui's forehead was bulging with veins: "Do you think we are dancing hula in Hawaii?!"

Narancia and Mista's brain circuits overlapped particularly well, and they imagined a picture in their minds - for example, six people present were wearing grass skirts made of wild grass, with small flowers around their necks, and twisting their waists around a campfire together - or something like that.

Giorno politely decided to fulfill Apache's wish: "If you want, Mr. Apache, I can make it. But I still have to remind you that hula dance is not made of banana leaves."

Apache looked even angrier.

After all, there were only men present, so Bucciarati didn't think there was any problem at all. He answered Abbaccio's previous question and said, "Use the zipper, and we will go directly underground."

Bucciarati's zipper can open everything and easily pull out tunnels on the ground, faster than a mole digs a hole.

Giorno thought for a moment and said, "Although this is a good idea, it would be difficult to explore if we stay underground all the time..."

Abbasi rolled his eyes impatiently: "What can you do?"

"Don't you realize how huge and terrifying the organization is? Believe it or not, within five minutes of you leaving, the boss will know that you are still alive."

Giorno raised his head and said seriously, "Of course I don't underestimate enthusiasm. It's not easy for an organization to make Mr. Bucciarati loyal."

“Because I understand this, I want to ask you.”

Giorno used the gravel to transform into many clams, from which he took out round pearls. Dozens of pearls were drilled with gold, and then Giorno used tough grass tendons to connect them into a beautiful necklace. It took no more than ten seconds.

The blond-haired British-Japanese hybrid showed the instincts of an Italian man. He stood there, his soft blond curls draped behind his head, his green eyes as beautiful as gemstones. The boy held a beautiful pearl necklace and asked in a gentle tone that was irresistible: "Have you ever thought about cross-dressing?"

"I refuse." Without even thinking, Apache instinctively rejected Giorno.

The author has something to say: Giorno must be making a lot of money making "hand" figures, and some office worker must be willing to spend all his savings to customize a "Mona Lisa"

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