Although I have made up my mind.
But just like the last time he was so determined, the actual development actually did not match well with Omo's determination.
He struggled so much and finally made preparations, but then the God of Death did not find him, and he himself did not find the enemy.
[Kalief, we have bad news]
【Um? What bad news? The little snake was kidnapped? 】
【? It's not that bad...]
Omo even feels that he is quite strong now, although he still has to go back and do the adaptation training again to really get started.
The hidden danger of damaging public properties is not that great. The building materials used in most public properties today are already strong enough, not to mention that this is a time-tested Tianmen City.
But more than that, Omo was more concerned about poking at the light-screen buttons that he didn't need to worry about being damaged.
【But there is no gain at all! No gain! 】
He even emphasized it out of grief and anger.
[After those agents searched, I also searched again, and even exchanged information with the two agents responsible for profiling, but they were all insignificant gains, information without keys]
[That’s not surprising. After all, there are so many contact methods nowadays and the express delivery system is also very convenient. It’s normal for an investigation to fail~
You can wait and wait for people from the prophecy and time departments to help]
When normal scientific and technological means don't work, they use metaphysics to solve crimes. Everyone in this world has this common sense, and Omo is no exception. He just couldn't be happy when he heard this kind of comfort. He felt that this was not something that could be solved by going back in time and predicting the future. The problem.
Because some people study prophecy, while others study interference prophecy or even counter-prophecy, so in the face of big cases, the addition of the prophecy system is usually the icing on the cake, rather than a help in times of need.
After all, good criminals are willing to pay people to do better, but time matters...
Although this room is indeed the living room of the two people, the atmosphere of life is too light. Considering the surveillance records of the two people at various times in the city that have been retrieved, it can be confirmed that the two people are really visiting the king. , time outside beats time spent indoors.
The key transfer is mostly done outdoors. At the moment, we can only hope that the two people have muttered to themselves indoors the names of key places or organizations.
Maybe there are such stupid guys, after all, the performance of the Thing King is so poor...
[This is all we can do now, waiting for their follow-up investigation]
[I think it doesn’t matter even if it comes to an end like this. Why don’t you, little snake, prepare to return to Earth? Thinking about this kind of thing will ruin your mood and prevent you from enjoying the holiday, right? 】
【It's true...】
Homais was stung by the word 'holiday' again and hesitated to say it directly.
In the past, I would pay a little attention to communication involving reality, but now even the name is known to the other party, and coupled with the long-term friendship, I always feel that I have nothing to hide from my studies and entering the society early.
We will know sooner or later when we meet again next time we come to Tianmen City.
[But I don’t have any holidays. I signed up as a mercenary in order to kill those two guys more legitimately. Next, I will go back to the Jiemen District to consider how to set up an office]
He still typed out this string of words. In fact, mercenaries did not hinder the realization of his dream, but the road he had planned all along suddenly stopped taking, and it would be somewhat empty.
Kelif never answered. Line showed that he was typing a reply several times, but he stopped every time. He couldn't help but smile, thinking that he still noticed it.
He felt the impact of Omer's choice on him, and he didn't know how to respond.
Should he comfort or ignore, what tone should he use to comfort him, and what kind of topic should he use if he ignores her... Omer thinks he should be struggling with these, and it's quite difficult for him.
He always thought that Kelif was quite smart, and he was probably a student, and he was also a poor student who didn't finish his studies conscientiously, so he had a lot of free time.
He was only willing to use that intelligence to study monsters, so his studies were so-so. The above are all speculations, but Omo was 80% sure.
At this moment, he had every reason to suspect that Kelif had no other friends with whom he could talk particularly well, so he was in urgent need of experience in dealing with this situation.
But the delay in posting can be regarded as valuing oneself, so Omo smiled.
First type the previous line:
[Don’t worry, I have already adjusted myself. It just depends on whether the business goes smoothly. If everything goes well, you can travel to Earth someday. If you go to Jiemen District, you can find me and I will be your tour guide! 】
Kelif had said before that he would be able to serve as a tour guide, but Omer was quite confident that with his knowledge of the Jiemen District, he would be more than capable of being a tour guide.
[We’ll talk about it later, but let’s forget about the tour guide] Kelif’s answer also included a disgusting emoticon at the end.
[Eight of the ten scenic spots are related to horse racing girls, you will definitely do so]
【……】
It was hard to argue with Omer's two dots.
Before coming to Tianmen City, he might have struggled for a while, but in the taxi not long after he came to Tianmen City, Omer had realized that his thinking was very biased towards the trainer many times, and even The reference for the same situation that comes to mind when I am struggling to make certain decisions is not from novels, game plot experiences, or developments in TV series, but from horse racing girls.
At this point, my favorite tokusatsu are all compared to each other.
There was no way he could do it. There was a time when he treated the analysis of Jockey Girl's events as homework. Even monster research couldn't compare to this.
He didn't write eight thousand words of notes on monster research, nor did he prepare an entire folder full of documents, links, and bone and muscle comparison patterns on monster research.
Even when his adoptive father taught him physical skills, including knee-lifting, kicking, and curling exercises with the legs, he tried to incorporate his understanding of the training of horse racing girls’ leg strength.
Morrison, who was confused, praised him for his understanding.
This is a hammer understanding, this is the result of scientific research!
Each of those horse racing girls are natural warriors, especially when they release the skills of the Three Goddess system, they can release real source energy. Omo pondered their status and training results, and occasionally watched some of the training mentioned in interviews. , with his ability to subconsciously extract some key information, the notes he took can also be used on people.
It's just that most people probably don't have the physique to withstand the training method. In the serious source energy course, this is also an advanced training content after one year of entry. Only in terms of theory, there is no distinction between physical fitness and non-physical fitness.
It was those theories that played a role in Omer's training.
Looking at his progress step by step, Morrison regretted that Omer did not choose a trainer. Fortunately, he had an overly casual temperament. In other words, he was an enlightened parent and did not interfere with his choice at all. Otherwise, another family might not allow Omo to leave the foundation he has laid and pursue his dream.
By the way, has Morrison disappeared for too long? It’s just like a game as deep as the sea. From now on, you sleep and eat like a passerby, right?
It seems that this guy doesn't even need to eat. He has become a perfect game player who can be tricked into training for others.
With this thought in mind, he opened Morrison's Line and sent a message: "Wake up, help me with advice." Then he returned to Kelif's communication interface, and unexpectedly found that the other party was offline.
[I will then give you advice on a route that does not have a strong racing girl element]
Although I am offline, I still leave a message of respect.
Omer's behavior is just trying to make someone look fat.
After all, his daily life in Jiemen District feels surrounded by elements of horse racing girls. Even when he goes to a doll store, he can see all the familiar racing girls on the shelves.
What about the Emperor of the East China Sea, the Silent Suzuka, the extremely fat one, the big-headed morning light... They squeezed some Mickey Mouse puppets that were inconvenient for law enforcement in the other world into the corner, as if they were like 'this is a horse racing girl' Territory, it’s you who should get out! 'The gangsters are very powerful, and people who don't know it think it's Mi Taki's original handle. It's really disrespectful.
But this does have a backing.
Jiemen District's tourism promotion directly focuses on horse racing girls, just like the panda dolls, banners and even signs hanging everywhere in a Bashu area in my memory.
The reason is the same, but the difference is that those iron-eating beasts in zoos and breeding bases are like lazy dogs, too lazy to move, while the horse racing girls are active and there are many.
The element wasn't that strong, so maybe it could be done... Omo thought it was too late to think about such a thing, but he never thought of replying. Not ten seconds after he sent the message, the other party's avatar lit up again and showed online:
【good! I've finished asking about the procedures! After the summer vacation, you can transfer to a college in Jiemen District. When the office opens and you are short of people, you can call me and I will help you research monsters]
"?"
Is this a bit...
Omo felt that he had experienced strong winds and waves and should be able to calm down, but sometimes he felt as if he was the only normal person around him.
Are other people's rhythms abnormal?
"Hey! Little bastard, what are you asking me to do? Why do you look like this?"
"I think you're so kind."
"I'm sorry dad!"
"Zhua, please help me find out how to get a refund for the ticket back to Earth. Is there any way in your company? What about employee death benefits?"
"Are you a human? And you want to squeeze the value of dead people!"
"are you human?"
"Vampires can also write people on their ID cards! Everyone is human!"
