No matter how rigorous an organization is, there always seems to be some highly qualified people who rely on their looks to make a living.

Compared with black aunts, black uncles actually prefer big foreign horses. Similarly, if they have a choice, black aunts don't seem to like black uncles very much.

This seems to fully prove that although he is dark, there is actually nothing wrong with his aesthetic taste.

Well, that’s it for this topic.

Generally speaking, as a medium for keratinous skin, just find someone who is not suitable for living a hundred years. As for shapeshifting, Mu Hua needs to go to the information processing center that is like a space fortress to grab a handsome guy to be the medium.

Although the main population of Ukuru Courtyard is black, it is not difficult to find a handsome guy with a lighter skin color among the people working in the Information Processing Center.

When Mu Hua appeared in front of Abigail and the others again, his high nose bridge, single eyelids and clean cheeks made him look younger, and his three-dimensional brow bones set off his deep eyebrows and eyes.

With a work badge hanging around his neck and a beige windbreaker in British style, Mu Hua's transformed image made Shana and Charlotte curl their lips. Louis and Jacob were not optimistic about it either.

Charles and Abigail nodded in agreement, with a thin waist, long legs and moderately wide shoulders, this was the type that young ladies didn't mind being hit on by and that older sisters loved to play with.

"What's wrong with your expression? Are you managing your expression?" Faced with Mu Hua, a man of Eurasian descent, Abigail asked in confusion when she saw that his words, smiles and body movements did not conform to his usual habits.

"Of course, these are his original habits." Mu Hua smiled confidently.

"So fast? Don't blow up someone's building the moment you enter. That would be embarrassing." Abigail questioned.

Although the shapeshifting technique can allow Mu Hua to have all the physical characteristics of the other party, Mu Hua's original facial expressions, movements, and even tone of voice habits will not change accordingly.

He was only away for a few hours, and after capturing the person he had to transform. How could he have much spare time to understand the habits of the original owner of this body?

Compared to the nervousness of the others at that moment, Abigail was not obsessed with the game. At this moment, she was more in a playful mood to watch the show.

But she didn't know that during the time Mu Hua was away, he not only performed the transformation ritual, but also completed a keratinized skin using humans as the medium.

At the same time, he spent several days on the Abyss Island getting to know the man named Roger in detail, focusing on practicing imitating his facial expressions and tone.

At this moment, Doris was not attached to Mu Hua. Roger's ghost was in Mu Hua's body. The guy was entangled by Mu Hua's soul tentacles, like a bullied little beast. If there was any emergency, he could try to control this body. Anyway, Mu Hua could tear him apart at any time.

"Hehe, do you understand what talent is? Odysseus has been inviting me to be a hero. Now I'm leaving, and you just wait and see." Facing Abigail's doubts, Mu Hua said proudly.

To this day, he still can't seem to change his habit of linking heroes with actors.

The towering structure that stands out from a distance is not alone. It is an information processing center based on an old-fashioned hell battleship. There are large buildings surrounding it. This information processing center is located in the central area of ​​the Gobi Desert, and its surrounding area is quite prosperous.

Like a small city, the information processing center is surrounded by several communities with good living environments, where the families of the people working in the information processing center live.

Streets, shops, entertainment venues, and corporate factories with easy work environments provide high-quality living conditions for the families of employees at the information processing center.

They have a certain sense of superiority in the Great Gobi Desert and even in the entire Ukuru Courtyard. At the same time, they have a strong sense of belonging to the Naiden Group.

In order to avoid being surrounded by crowds, Mu Hua went to the information processing center alone. Although the interpersonal circle here was relatively fixed, there were more than 10,000 people in the information processing center, and Mu Hua did not meet any acquaintances along the way.

"Hi, Roger, weren't you planning to go to Kamiga Beach for vacation? Have you finally given up?" Walking to the front of the information processing center, looking up at the majestic building, a woman who walked out of the gate greeted Mu Hua.

"Impossible! Just wait and see Jamie eat coffee powder. I just forgot something and came here to take care of it." Mu Hua said to the visitor.

"Hehe, you are so childish. But I like childishness. Be careful." The woman in the hip skirt approached Mu Hua and jokingly reached out to pat Mu Hua's shoulder.

But Mu Hua opened his arms, took two steps back, deliberately avoiding the woman's palm, with a strange and playful smile on his face.

Well, he is a handsome guy, and not just any girl can touch him.

"Hehe~" Although he rejected the woman's physical contact, he did not show any resistance. The woman chuckled, as if she was used to it. She did not argue with Mu Hua any more and waved goodbye and left.

The original owner was on vacation recently and had originally planned to go outside the Great Gobi Desert for vacation, but the blood clan and the church were fighting fiercely outside. He wanted to give up the vacation plan, but was teased by a colleague whose girlfriend he slept with. He made a bet with the other party that if he went out for a walk as planned, the other party would eat a can of coffee powder, which led to this conversation.

"Huh, boy, are you really a programmer? Are all programmers these days so extravagant?" Mu Hua asked Roger's soul in his heart.

"Programmer? Sir, I am the debugger of the machine attack module." Roger in Mu Hua's body said weakly.

"They are almost the same. The woman just now had dark circles under her eyes, but your face is clean." Mu Hua said secretly.

"Compared with the design plan, I pay more attention to my physical health, and there will be unexpected gains." Rogier said frustratedly. His body is gone, and now he doesn't know whether he is healthy or not.

"Unexpected gains? For example, having an extra meal with the supervisor?" Mu Hua was quite interested.

"Not only that, I was supposed to marry a girl from the Naden family." Roger talked about his inspirational plan.

"Tsk~, there are many girls from the Naiden family in this courtyard." Mu Hua curled his lips. He still preferred the stories about his female bosses.

"No matter how many there are, they are all Naden. As long as I... Hey, sir, you won't kill me, right?" Roger wanted to refute, but halfway through his words, he felt that there was nothing more to say. With a sigh, Roger asked carefully.

"What the hell, it's all because of my good looks. Just cooperate with me, and I won't have to kill you."

Mu Hua said with disdain, however, for the time being he was more focused on getting rid of this kid after finishing the job. After all, it was awkward to keep the ghost of the transformed original owner.

"..." Roger wanted to refute, that skin seemed to be his.

"Ding~" As I stepped into the door of the information processing center, the security equipment at the door gave a signal to pass.

There were several guards in mechanical suits standing outside the gate. These guards were somewhat idle, and the magic puppets next to the security equipment were observing the people coming and going more carefully.

The lobby on the first floor is very spacious, and the marble-colored metal floor has obviously been treated for anti-slip. The entire lobby is accessible, and in case of emergency, it can be divided into several independent spaces.

This building also has a certain deformation mechanism. After all, it is essentially a large warship. Some areas inside it can be separated from the main body. If those areas are irreversibly damaged, they can be separated from the main body to prevent the damage from expanding.

We took the elevator to the seventy-third floor. This battleship was too large, with a myriad of functional departments and some areas that required special certification to enter. Most people couldn't even recognize the names of these departments, let alone understand their internal layout.

Although the specifications of Roger's department were quite high, he didn't know where the non-combat logistics department was. Mu Hua planned to go to the department where Roger worked to ask someone about it. Perhaps the female supervisor of his department should know.

"Ding~" the elevator arrived at the floor.

With a floor height of over 20 meters, the space and environment here are far from comparable to those pigeon-cage-like office buildings. This floor even has a field for actual combat trials of machine-mounted combat modules.

The space inside the floor is spacious, but the partition walls on the floor are all metal structures with a thickness of more than one meter, and these metal walls obviously contain magical substances.

This kind of structure with magic supply needs to consume an equal amount of magic power when smelted by the Creation of All Elements, and this kind of warship itself has an autonomous protection system. Otherwise, Mu Hua really wants to try whether the Creation of All Elements can melt two holes in it.

At a normal walking speed, it took Mu Hua more than ten minutes to walk from the elevator entrance to the office door of the head of the armed commissioning department.

I knocked on the door and a pleasant female voice came from the office.

Pushing open the door, I saw a space similar to a reception room. Behind two secretary desks on the east side of the room sat two slim secretaries. It was hard to comment on their looks, but their teeth were very white and their skin color was a bit dark.

Seeing Mu Hua coming, the two secretaries pointed to another door in the house as if nothing had happened. The female supervisor who often had extra meals with the original owner should be inside.

Pushing open the door of the inner room, there are two rows of model racks in the room, and in front is a large desk. Behind the desk sits a capable woman with short hair.

"..." Looking at the female leader in front of him who had originally had some expectations, Mu Hua fell silent.

Well, what's the fuss? This one is also black... (End of this chapter)