Omer went on a killing spree in the Security Bureau cafeteria.
Four bowls of rice, six plates of vegetables, and a large bowl of soup were all eaten.
I also broke two pairs of chopsticks.
But that's not important!
The important thing is to highly praise the craftsmanship of the canteen chef!
And it didn’t attract any attention!
Because there are not many others on the table.
But it’s not surprising when you think about it.
It's okay to say that in the mechanical department, source energy cultivation will more or less increase your appetite. After all, some spells also require physical strength and even vitality.
Not to mention the physical training category, everyone is a good job.
Homa's table was nothing in comparison.
Not even as good as some racehorse girls (x).
But after eating, Omer stood up immediately without stopping.
It was a good habit to take a few steps to eat, but mainly because there was an executor waiting for him at the door.
Wait for him to take notes.
He didn't even give him any time to digest.
It's said to be a transcript, but there's actually nothing to record.
There is no other reason. With a chip in his brain, Omo's information is recorded and sealed at all times, and can be screened and transmitted at any time according to his instructions.
There may be something concealed, but it is absolutely true. What proves this is not the chip company, but the Heart of Terra, which synchronizes all data.
Of course, things involving personal privacy can be concealed. The Security Bureau of the Two Worlds is quite open-minded in this regard, perhaps because Omer is indeed a hero who has helped them a lot.
But there is also a problem in this, that is, his chip has been on strike for a period of time.
During the time when he used the Beta Demon Blade to awaken the power in the monster card and transformed into the 100-meter giant beast, there was no record of Omer's condition.
"So you still want to know what I did when I was a monster?" Omer frowned, feeling that it made no sense.
Of course this makes no sense!
The whole city is live broadcast and the whole process is videotaped. As soon as Omer wakes up, he can see himself beating up Ace Killer, the monster movie of Gossamer Hypa Airey King, and even different perspectives from micro drones and satellites.
It's like a live broadcast of a horse race, with several camera options to choose from - with such a level of public view, do you really need to ask?
"To be precise, we want to know if you discovered anything strange at that time."
It was a nice experience to be honored by the executor, but Omo still felt that it was unnecessary.
The other party merged with the monster's power, or was completely swallowed up. The moment he defeated the monster, they also died in it.
The fusion was so complete that clothes and other things were also destroyed in it, and there would be no other foreign objects left at all, except for the monster power itself.
"Monster card." Omer said coldly, thinking that was what they were asking.
His heart aches when he talks about it.
His Mechagodzilla and Ultraman Belial cards were disposable items. They were completely broken after the power was released last night. Even the replica Beta Demon Blade collapsed. Omo hadn't sent the remaining parts for inspection yet. , but you can probably guess that it is power overload.
After all, Ace Killer and Hypa Airei King, who are close to the original versions, are quite strong. However, when they were beaten by me, it was like beating a grandson, and they had no advantage at all against waves. It can be seen that the combined output of these two cards is awesome. Yes, but as a counterfeit, the Beta Magic Blade seems unable to withstand this kind of throwing away.
The genuine version should be fine, right?
At that time, he felt a little anxious in his heart, but now, he only felt the heartache of losing his tiles and cool toys.
After a battle, his strength is gone, and he has to be taken here to take notes... Which transformation hero has ever suffered this kind of deflation? Sure enough, a monster transformed has no human rights, right?
Damn it! I haven’t taken a few pictures of myself at that time!
There are a few monster fans who can refuse the experience of monster transformation. Even if Omo had no time to care about it at the time, when he comes back to his senses, he will regret that he did not transform into Spider-Man and take selfies of himself!
But looking back, it seems like it wasn’t worth the sadness.
Because he can be photographed by others!
Especially those monster forums that are often flooded, there are many capable people, and most of them will look better than my own photos.
But as expected, I still lost my toy. No, I felt so heartbroken when I lost Powa!
He was still feeling heartbroken, but upon hearing this, the executor just buried his head and pulled out a small metal box from under the table. When he opened it, he saw two cards.
"The King of Airei card and the Ace Killer card have been recovered. What we want to ask is something else."
"Something else?" Omo was stunned and tried to recall. Although the chip cannot be used to recall the memory, the things that happened so recently yesterday were still vivid, especially since the experience was so profound.
But even so, he could only shake his head.
"No, I didn't notice anything else."
Could it be that that guy originally carried something else that could withstand the energy of his breath? Omer did not ask this doubt, but recalled the information about the man and the woman, and suddenly remembered the key that Kelif mentioned.
"By the way, is there any problem with the missing key to Tianmen?"
"There was a slight distortion, which has been dealt with." The executor did not hide it, perhaps because Omer was also one of the parties involved.
But after answering, he stood up and pointed to the two colleagues who were listening: "We have no other questions. Next, you can accompany these two people to Tianmen Hospital for a physical examination. The appointment has already been completed."
"..."
Omo was hesitant to speak, but he understood why a physical examination was needed. The first was the change in physique, the awakening of the blood, and the second was the spirit.
He still hasn't forgotten the instructions he gave when he got the two monster cards. Many people, including Morrison, feel that he may have residual mental effects.
But he felt that not only was there nothing wrong with him when he woke up, but he felt refreshed, as if he had had a great dream.
But probably no one believes this.
Many people who suffer from mental illness are more energetic than before. Compared with words, the results of systematic and multi-faceted examinations are more popular.
Forget it, let's just check it out for future stability.
Omo thought to himself and stood up, but the executor suddenly paused again and pushed the box on the table:
"By the way, don't forget these two monster cards."
"?" The sudden surprise made Omer a little stunned and uneasy.
"I heard that it was the result of many negotiations from above. Even the talkers from the Frontier Lighthouse were involved. After this battle, you got the support of many big shots, Mr. Omer." The unsmiling executor suddenly showed his face. Come smile.
"...It really flatters me," Omer's trouble alarm was sounding, and he even felt that he needed to return to Earth today, "But shouldn't this card be given after checking to make sure that I am mentally okay?" ?”
"Perhaps the people above think that letting you get it first will make you more mentally stable," the executor shrugged, "but I hope you don't really increase our workload."
"After all...the overtime work in the past few days has really put everyone in a bad mood."
The implication is naturally that he hopes that Omo will be honest and stop causing trouble.
"That's natural."
Although he was quite aggrieved, he could understand the anger of the overtime MAN. Omo nodded, took the small box, and was suddenly startled for a moment, then looked at the two executors that the other party pointed to before.
"Sorry to bother you two."
"It's a small matter, please go this way."
Everyone nodded to each other, and the two taciturn executors guided Omer through the intricacies of the route within the security bureau. What he finally arrived at was not the front door but the floating parking lot at the back.
On the Security Bureau car, Omo took out his earphones and then the terminal, playing with the songs in the song list, and finally stopped after playing "Next Frontier". He closed his eyes to calm down the waves that had just stirred up in his heart.
