Snake: [Kalief, are you there? Let me share something good with you.
[Picture], look, Gomora]
[[Picture], and this, King Red of the first generation, the leader of Tatara Island monsters! You must miss it a lot, right? I look at the record next to me and it has been here for eight years. 】
After typing out this string of words, Omo looked up and looked at the bright yellow corn cobs, and when he was about to go to the next place, he noticed that the terminal was shaking slightly, and he lowered his head slightly to see the reply on the light screen.
Kalif: [Have you arrived at Tianmen City? Hmm...it's not as good looking as the one I carved. Isn't there a red version? His name is obviously King Red. 】
Snake: [When you get EX or get possessed by Sphia, you will turn red. Oh, there is also this [picture] here, the Dras life form! Although it is the Tsuburaya Hall, it is all-encompassing. I also saw a 1:1 model display cabinet of the fanged wolf armor, which I can take pictures of for you later.]
Kelif: [You can take some pictures of the Hora model. Have you not answered my first question yet? Are you in Hall 8? 】
Snake: [Yes, the sooner you want to see what you want to see, the better. It only takes ten minutes to get there from No. 7 at the entrance. 】
After typing this string of words, Omer raised his head again to correct the route he had confirmed before and the positions of the people around him.
It is naturally dangerous to be a low-key person in a crowded exhibition hall, so he uses the glance he glanced around a few seconds ago to confirm the position of others, judge their direction, and reserve a short route for himself so that he will not bump into anyone— - Of course, this is just a move for rights. In fact, he has to glance at it from time to time to correct the route. Just like he is holding the terminal at the moment, his eyes are wandering around the display cabinets and the flow of people.
The original founder of Tsuburaya Exhibition Hall was a time traveler, and according to Bize, he was also a 'tokusatsu copycat' contestant. He brought the Metal Heroes series to the world, and also contributed to the "Ultraman" series, which already has three works. Supplemented the two works "Ultraman Taro" and "Ultraman Seven".
In fact, the time traveler was not the first tokusatsu writer, but he was indeed the first person to think of naming a tokusatsu cultural venue in memory of a senior named 'Eiji Tsuburaya'.
After he took this initiative, he quickly gained support and followers from other tokusatsu enthusiasts, including some of the original tokusatsu production teams and new tokusatsu writers who contributed to this effort, which also made the exhibition hall more popular. The scale has become larger and larger, and now it is a large exhibition hall composed of 13 exhibition halls.
In name, it is a Tokusatsu Culture Exhibition Hall, so naturally it will not only contain content related to "Ultraman".
It was as if Omo had indeed picked up the camera port of the terminal at this moment and pressed the shooting button against the simulation work not far away.
The scene from Kibaro's first work, 'Saejima Kouga's personal confrontation with Hora' is reproduced, and the statue is frozen in one of those moments.
There are many people gathered here looking for shooting angles, most of them want to make this scene more cool.
The center of the shooting is either the model of 'Saejima Steel', or the point where the Kibaro sword and Hora's claws meet. There are many people standing on Hora's side, but they are also trying to create the 'Saejima Steel'. 'The pressure is only felt by Omo wandering around Hora here.
No way, to be honest, the look of Hora is indeed quite subtle. As a character in the first few episodes of the TV scene, it has no beauty at all in order to show off the alien and monster feeling, unlike the booths of 'Da Cuba' and 'Ghidora' There is a group of dedicated 'photographers' around.
It’s not even the final boss, it’s just a scene restoration that takes advantage of Yalang’s reputation to be placed here.
However, Omer was still very careful about finding angles to highlight the weirdness. He didn't even bother taking photos of himself and Morrison.
Snake: [[Picture], here, I'll look for other ones. Is there anything you want to see? 】
After typing this string, Omo waited for a few seconds and glanced at the man beside him.
Among the onlookers, who were mostly photographers, he was a rare passerby. He was holding a mobile phone that did not have the ability to encrypt content like a terminal. The color-changing screen and built-in anti-peeping function could not prevent Omo from the side.
Omer could see the content of the chat tool on his screen at a glance, including a rather large picture of a two-spined ape.
It looks like... Gomora Musume.
It seems to be called Kuroda Mikazuki, right? Without consulting the memory bank, Omer wouldn't be sure.
That thing is one of the results of the project to make monsters into girls... Omo is not enthusiastic about it. It's not that he pursues the purity of monsters very high, but the project itself is relatively subtle and does not create anything decent. character, and then nothing happened.
Omo heard Bi Ze say that the work was also the result of copying, a product of another world, but that copyist obviously did not have the sense of responsibility of the people in Wenzhou 2077 and World of Warcraft! There is no intention of optimizing the original plan to live a second life.
In other words, it only provides a few basic images, and there are more Q-versions than normal. It relies entirely on the creations of fan artists to survive.
It used to be said that monster culture is a niche within a niche, and monster girls are at the extreme end of their own cuteness due to failed publicity and embarrassing works.
After all, monster culture can be said to be a type of pan-culture, not limited to special photography, nor limited to virtuality, and the Monster Girl project is indeed just a small thing related to Ultraman.
It's almost sent.
It is also in the overlapping circle of the tokusatsu circle that you can see it unexpectedly from time to time.
Omer's main impression of it was still on Lake Shanglan and Jedun Niang. He was not too fond of Kuroda Mikazuki, so naturally he would not consider taking the initiative to talk to him, not to mention that the terminal in his hand finally responded:
[No, they are all tired of looking at them. Have you gone to the display cabinet near the corridor? 】
Snake: [Mothra’s cabinet? I’ve been there, but I didn’t see anything special, which is a pity]
Kelif: [Perhaps we need to change the time. I also have to go out. Let’s talk later.]
Snake: [Wait a minute, I want to ask something. Can I stay for a minute or two? 】
Kelif: [? Just ask】
Snake: [You have been to Tianmen City, do you have any travel recommendations that you have personally experienced? If it was written in a travel magazine, it goes without saying]
Kelif: [Recommended by personal experience... There is a pretty good drink shop in the North District of Tianmen City. They have soul-flavored drinks that mixed-race people like you like. It is said to be able to replace the taste of directly sucking souls. 】
[But don’t go there on the first day. If it doesn’t suit your taste, it will be a bad start. You care about the “beginning”, right? 】
Snake: [Do you remember the address? 】
Kelif: [I will look through the records later and I will give you the results. By the way, I will give you a piece of advice. Pay attention to your keys when you go out and don’t lose them]
Snake: [Although Jiemen District is very modern, my house still has electronic locks]
Kelif: [But you still have the key, right? 】
Snake: [Indeed...]
Omo released his left hand and touched the keychain on the back of his waist. The electronic lock can be unlocked directly by voice or fingerprint. However, when there is a problem with both functions, there is also the original option of key unlocking, which has the highest authority.
And with Omer's caution, he would carry it even if he didn't need it, just like he still has banknotes and coins in his wallet to this day.
The development and sophistication of electronic payment systems cannot completely ignore certain unfortunate possibilities.
It's just that he couldn't figure out whether Kelif knew him well enough, or whether he just insisted on continuing this topic and wanted to prove the legitimacy of his point of view.
Kelif: [So, be careful not to lose it, then that’s it, I’ll leave first~]
Snake: [Okay, bye]
Looking at the other party's brisk tone and thinking about the fluttering figure of the other party's avatar, I always felt a little inexplicable and wanted to laugh. Omer couldn't help laughing and exited the chat room, squeezing and shoving at the side's "Sorry" Zhong stepped back slightly, turned to scrolling through the photos he had taken, and began to send group messages to the accounts of David, Bize, and Morrison.
As for the Twitter updates, let’s talk about it later, because Omer didn’t pay much attention to it because he didn’t have many fans.
However, looking at Morrison's profile picture made him feel somewhat defeated. He couldn't help but recall his previous concern for this city. He thought that he had almost done shopping in this museum, and maybe he should go to the drink shop recommended by Kelif. Look, it shouldn't be a problem to go earlier.
Thinking of this, he turned to look at the venue sign not far away to find the exit.
But when his eyes glanced at the Mothra model display cabinet that was nearly as tall as a person and half a person near the corridor, he saw that special enough lady again.
Next to the lady was a man wearing a black hat, a black cloak, and a black scarf. Most of his face was covered, leaving only a pair of sharp eyes for confirmation.
The gender is also determined by other factors such as the outline of the body shape, the outline of the back of the hands, the stance and the width of the shoes.
It's really not possible to determine the other person's gender based on the field of view. After all, the costume covers too much and is too suspicious.
But this appearance may also be just a visual deviation of the holographic projection construction - provided that the other party's camouflage technology deceives the venue's ticket inspection detection equipment.
But with that kind of technology, there’s no need to pretend to be so suspicious, right? Is it possible to choose the lesser of two evils?
Omer was slightly surprised.
Fortunately, most of the special photographers are tolerant, especially to this guy who dresses like a weirdo. If it were another exhibition, the security would have come to chase people away, but here, everyone thought he was cosplaying something. Villain.
Damn... the dangerous character is real...
Just a glance made Omer feel a sting between his eyebrows.
His perception, which had been offline for a period of time, gave him the same feeling as if he had met some of his adoptive father's mercenary friends, and his eyes fell on the other person's skinny palm sticking out of his cloak, which could confirm the gender, more than at least two people. Second.
The palm was hanging on the waist, but it was not completely covered by the cloak. It was raised slightly naturally, and at the same time it was incredibly stable, not being disturbed by the breathing or the sound of words at all.
It seemed as if he could draw any weapon at any time, or launch an attack with fists and feet.
It's like being on guard against something at any time.
That natural defensive posture seems to be integrated with himself, and that pair of eyes, those sharp and slightly vicious lower eyes have an amazing observation ability, paying close attention to everything around him, including himself.
The moment their eyes met, Omer chose to retreat, but the other party just frowned and did not take any action.
More dangerous than ordinary mercenaries... Omer thought to himself that mercenaries will also have moments of negligence. Most people will not cultivate this kind of vigilance in life and work, as if they are ready to join the fight anytime and anywhere. , even his adoptive father couldn't do it.
That is the vigilance and vigilance that only extraordinary elites can have.
Wait... there is another possibility...
While thinking about it, Omo, who was walking towards the exit of the venue, stood still, then took another step, accelerating his pace little by little, so as not to be alerted.
A possibility.
I mean maybe.
He needs to be constantly vigilant. Could it be because he is a wanted criminal?
Being searched intensively by officials all day long?
Omo's pace became faster and faster, a strange sense of excitement brewed in his chest, and his mind gradually began to work faster, causing the chip to retrieve the previous memory and the previous glimpse of information over and over again.
Then he noticed that that particular lady seemed to be holding something in her hand.
The 8-inch metal cylindrical device is wrapped with dark red crystals that are twisted like blood vessels. It is easy to be regarded as some kind of transformation toy in this venue.
What kind of magic wand does an older magical girl have?
Is the art style a bit distorted? It would be understandable if they were fighting against the enemy.
... His train of thought was a little deviated. Omo, who had already walked out of the exhibition venue, raised his hand, summoned a floating car, showed the address of the beverage shop that Kelif had just sent, and then opened the browser and loaded the Tianmen City. Wanted persons inquiry website.
It would be a bit reckless to call the police directly, so it would be better to look through the list and see if there are any familiar looks.
