It was hard for Omer to think of the consequences of his subconscious words, so he simply left after the reporter thanked him.
He could also see the reporter's forced smile. Thinking back on his speech and the time he took up, he had gained something and could definitely use it for next time.
The premise is that there will be another interview.
Forget it, I don't want to think about this... Omo focused on looking outside, but due to the size of the crowd waiting outside the examination room, he was struggling to walk with an umbrella.
After all, this is the college entrance examination, and it is natural for the candidates' relatives and friends to come to the examination room to greet them. On the other hand, Omo, an adoptive father who is busy and nervous, has only one friend who can pick him up, but it is the candidate who seems to be still in jail in the examination room. Belongs to a very small minority.
To be honest, with the amount of knowledge Bizena has in this world, he can give up on the college entrance examination. Anyway, he is planning to fail until next year. This kind of thing will not affect him at all. However, the guy said that he wants to experience the college entrance examination in another world, and by the way, he will be a stepping stone for next year. Oh, then It’s hard to say anything silently.
I just hope that the other party will not go to jail more than myself.
By the way, did that guy bring an umbrella? Forget it, aliens won't catch a cold even if they get wet once.
Omer mechanically repeated: "I'm sorry to give way," and while squeezing out, he began to envy his adoptive father's atomization talent. In fact, he could consider using thermal shock to give himself a high jump, but that would easily attract Security and more sight.
Then think of it as another experience of grabbing groceries at a supermarket discount...
Omo can be regarded as an experienced individual since he was a child. He has developed excellent endurance and balance under the pressure of the crowd of aunties and uncles.
The latter has more opportunities to manifest in life. For example, buses and subways do not need hanging rings or handrails when there are no seats, which makes Bize very envious.
As long as he has more snacks in outdoor classes, Limen Middle School is not without basic energy and martial arts training classes. Stable footwork is also the foundation. Unfortunately, Bize's attention is only on snacks when he hears this. 'superior.
Omer wanted to see what that guy would look like after a year of being like this.
A dead line usually gives people the power to overcome everything, but that's only usually the case.
After all...can that guy Bize be considered a normal person?
Maybe he stood there and was covered by a huge flying saucer.
Thinking of this, Omo, who finally squeezed out of the crowd, looked back at the wall of people behind him and shook his head.
When he turned around again, he saw a young man holding an umbrella staring directly at him. The moment his eyes met, the latter showed an unnatural smile.
"Hi."
He also said hello to himself.
The appearance of a face somewhere between familiar and unfamiliar surprised Omer. What he subconsciously thought was that it seemed that Bize had not only been showing off in the past two days, but also had enough time to start a business in the social circle.
The young man was David Martinez, a cyber traveler who had a brief exchange with him a few days ago. The impression he made on Omer was not as deep as Gray's, but he did remember that he and Bize got along quite well.
This also made him subconsciously think that the other party might be here to pick up Bize, but it was always right to respond to the greeting first.
"Hello." Omo nodded slightly. Seeing that the other party looked a little restrained, he decided to leave immediately to avoid falling into an embarrassing whirlpool.
But he didn't expect that when the other party saw that he was about to leave, he used an Erkan hand to hold back and said: "Wait a minute!"
"?"
Facing the puzzled look cast by Omer, David awkwardly touched the back of his head and said, "...Can we talk?"
"..." Looking at the crowd of people not far away who were getting busier as more and more candidates were leaving the examination room, Omo raised his hand and pointed to the coffee shop opposite the school gate, "Go there, if you are waiting for Bize, you can also See it directly.”
"Uh..." David looked at the store that he had never been to before, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, "Okay."
"You won't just have to order coffee," Omer, who was walking in front, said calmly, "Relax."
"That's good," David was obviously relieved, but he was stunned for a second, "Is it that easy to see?"
"I heard that Mr. Martinez's hometown is almost synonymous with cyberpunk culture."
"Just call me David. I'm not from...the Far East."
"Well, okay, David," Omo said, "Well, David, I heard that your hometown is almost synonymous with cyberpunk culture."
This information comes from chatting with Bize in the past two days.
"Some people do say that about us." David thought of the two days he spent at Mann's place.
Lucy, Rebekah, Dorio, Falco... everyone was here. The days were so beautiful that they were like a dream, and he could almost forget how he came here.
At that time, when he recalled his behavior when he first met this student named Omer Linton, the first thing he realized was that he was embarrassed. He felt as if his mind had regressed to the time when he was just in school.
It was also at this time that David heard Bize say that the college entrance examination was taking place in the next few days, which was the most important test for students in this world, so David decided to shamelessly come over to take a look.
Thinking that if the other party was actually surrounded by many people, he would find another opportunity to thank him, but if there was no one...
But he didn't expect this scene to be like this, right?
He was directly seen through the other party's thoughts. Although the age difference between the two was quite different, and even if he looked closely, he was the younger one, he always felt that his own experience was enough to arm his image and create a mature style——
——But now he was suppressed as soon as they met.
Follow the other person step by step, and listen to the other person's explanation of the reason for seeing through his own thoughts: "Prosthetic transformation may be because you are too accustomed to the convenience brought by remote voice and consciousness exchange, so that you lack attention to expression management."
The eyes of the young man with black hair and brown eyes shone with a glint that made David tremble from the bottom of his heart. Although the similarities between the two were extremely rare, he still thought of a certain man with four eyes for no reason.
Why?
How similar is the man named Faraday, who once betrayed his trust, had silver hair and golden eyes, and was extremely cold-blooded, to the young man in front of him?
Perhaps because of the death time travel, David always felt that his life in the past few days was a bit unreal, and his state of mind was also fluctuating. This also attracted the attention of Mann and others, and suggested that he go out and relax more. Relax, at least this world is much better than Night City.
It was indeed much better than Night City, but David still didn't feel that his mental state had improved.
He would always think of the barrier called Adam's Hammer and Rebecca's death, all of which were due to his own mistakes in judgment.
In his mind, Faraday's betrayal is not actually the main reason, because there is no shortage of people like Faraday in Night City. If you are not betrayed by Faraday, you will be betrayed by Faraday.
It's not that there are no people you can trust in that city, it's just that you trust the wrong people.
The crux may be the eyesight, or it may be that I was already blind earlier.
