Theatrical Edition: Coach League's Grand Magic

Inside Musk's mansion.

Tassotti floated in midair, looking down at his new body with satisfaction. As expected of someone in aerospace technology—his cars were nothing special, but his rocket materials were quite good.

He had previously planned to disguise himself as a Jew and continue operating, but now that trouble had been eliminated entirely.

Precise and elegant!

His control over his body had never been this accurate before. Musk truly had some outstanding people working under him.

They had restored him—no, made him even stronger than before.

They simply had not crossed the threshold before. With Ancelotti's foundation, they had quickly made him far more powerful.

"Elon, you've done very well."

Tassotti said with a smile.

"When will you give me a human body?" Elon Musk asked anxiously.

More than a year without dating had made his life unbearable.

"Oh? Sorry, I haven't mastered that kind of technology yet!"

Tassotti covered his mouth and said as though he had let it slip by accident.

After being injured in the East, he had learned quite a bit about Eastern culture.

That included how to become a qualified and graceful villain.

"Damn it!"

The brain-like creature inside the mechanical giant's abdomen waved its tentacles and cursed, "Do you think this is enough? No one can use me!!!"

"Sorry." Tassotti shrugged. "But I really can't manufacture bodies. And as for the backdoor the programmers left behind—you don't think I have no way to deal with that, do you?"

The next second, he suddenly sprang forward and smashed the mechanical giant's head with a single punch.

He tore open the cockpit in the giant's abdomen with his bare hands, pulled Musk out, and locked him inside a birdcage.

"Considering you've been fairly diligent lately, I'll let you be my pet."

Tassotti placed the birdcage