【are you awake? 】
【...Who would get up so early?
Isn’t today a weekend break? And it’s summer vacation]
[Did you dream about Ultraman last night? Punk-headed Ultraman fights aliens. 】
【? Oh, you mean Zeta, right? I haven’t reviewed Zeta recently, so how could I dream of my original form? But there is a way to get resources. Do you want to take a look? 】
【Send me back】
Perhaps it should be called an unexpected surprise. What was originally a casual question was that I got the new "Ultraman Series" resource information. I heard that the work is even an alien star cloud reward. I originally wanted to see the new monster skins. Omer had some other expectations.
This is another hope in life.
But what he is looking forward to most now is the settlement of trainers' wages at the end of the month. As for the entrustment fees that are just around the corner...
It depends on whether it goes well or not.
"Sir, would you like to get in the car?"
"No, I'm waiting for someone."
Rejecting the overly aggressive approacher in the sixth round, Omer stood in front of the station in a foreign land. Naturally, he did not drive his own car.
In fact, I really wanted to do it, because after staying up late for two consecutive days, Omo clearly got his 'favorite horse' but had no chance to bring him out. I also felt very regretful.
But who made him responsible for the key part of assisting? Even the tasks in the main link are just checkpoints, so it really shouldn't be too showy.
And his Beta motorcycle directly explains what "flaunt" means in terms of shape——
——To be honest, it is true that there are many contemporary vehicles with flamboyant shapes, but they are somewhat illegally modified.
The most amazing thing about Omo's car is not its technology, but that it is legal and has a certificate and will not be stopped by the traffic police.
A big company is indeed a big company, and it is indeed very powerful.
But it can't be opened now.
We still had to take the bus and the subway. Although it was somewhat torturous due to the flow of people on weekends, we finally arrived at the station leading to a foreign land.
While waiting for his teammates, he quickly took out his mobile phone and watered it.
After all, when you arrive in a foreign land, you have to switch to the intranet, and now is the time to chat.
And because I get up quite early, there are few people who can chat.
Bize, a lazy dog sealed by the bed, can be said to be the epitome of a large category in Omer's social circle. As for his horse girl...
That's nothing to talk about.
After all, we had already agreed that we were going to do mercenary work today. Apart from reminding us not to slack off during the holidays, eating out of order, and reminding us of appropriate training for Bourbon, there was nothing else to say.
The results of last night's test will be checked and confirmed tomorrow. As for the teahouse...
Omo glanced at the other party's line profile picture, but he didn't click on it after all.
There's nothing to rush about, he thought.
The actual relationship between Sunday Tranquility and Manchester City Teahouse... Although investigating and understanding the client can help the mercenary judge the status of the client, this usually means that there is a risk of trust between the two parties.
Not reaching that point, he decided to wait and see.
But haven’t those two guys arrived yet?
Omo, who had already scanned the chat history and browsed several forums, was even ready to continue reading the trainer's professional knowledge.
He is going to learn advanced first aid knowledge today.
Although a bit strange, the manual and assessment do require trainers to be proficient in first aid knowledge. However, Omo has a certain foundation in this aspect, and he is a "long-term healer" that all professionals in the armed system should know how to do.
So he skipped the basics and went straight to the advanced ones.
But he had just read a few sentences when he raised his head because of the harsh buzzing.
He was not the only one who looked up. The huge flow of people in the entire station looked up at the big black car not far away almost at the same time.
It was a really big vehicle, or to be more precise, it was a black armored vehicle.
It is 80% similar to the police vehicle used by the Terrorist Mobile Team.
The thick bullet-proof and peep-proof glass made it impossible to see inside, but soon a pale green head poked out of the car window, holding a small speaker in his hand: "Hey, hey, hey! What are you still looking at! Come up here yet. ?!”
The greeting lacks a clear title and is so overly public that it creates resistance.
Just like Mann, he is a social powerhouse and even has a bit of a terrorist vibe.
If he hadn't paid attention to the registered member information of the Edge Runner Mercenary Team early on, it would have been difficult for Omer to know who this girl was greeting.
Rebecca, although she is also translated as Rebecca, judging from her appearance, there is no doubt that she is a petite woman with a strong sense of cyber transformation.
In David's words, she is a very enthusiastic girl, and in Bize's words, she is a 'very distinctive loli'.
And in Omo's eyes...
"I don't mind such a show of force," Omo, who had no choice but to get into the car, sat in the back seat of the armored vehicle and looked at the girl in the co-pilot through the fence, "but it would be too eye-catching."
"It doesn't matter. There are many more people in foreign lands than us! You think so, David!"
"Probably..." David said helplessly in the driver's seat, "Mann said it can be used to a certain extent, but it's better to keep a low profile."
Finally, he added to Homais: "Homais, I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Omo nodded slightly.
"Why do you need to apologize!" Rebecca was still yelling.
She was obviously a person who showed emotions and anger, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes was not false at all, but it made Omo care a little.
"Omer doesn't like to be stared at. Rebecca, be careful. You're going to a foreign land soon."
"Tsk." Rebecca felt unhappy. The outer ring was green and the inner side was pink. It looked like a child with eyes that had undergone coloring research. He turned sideways and stared at Omer, turning slightly, as if he was still thinking of some solutions. .
It is this excess hostility that makes Omo care a little. After all, he is not Bize who will shout "I am super, Hatsune Miku" when he sees the green twintails, nor does he care about the cyber optical components implanted in the other person's neck. .
He just thought that his dissatisfaction with David's "dictating" should have subsided after Brother Mann returned.
But the result was like this. He could read a bit of dissatisfaction in the other person's eyes, and saw that the other person glanced at David's details from time to time.
At first, he just thought it was worry.
After all, although David didn't say it, Bize mentioned that David's driving skills were "impressive". So when Omer noticed that David was taking the driver's seat, he subconsciously wanted to say it instead. After all, he was indeed Actually holds an S1 driver's license.
But he felt that Mann shouldn't make trouble with his brother just to tease him, and since his 'companions' didn't say anything, he honestly didn't mention it.
But now it seems that this look has another meaning. Thinking back to David's "very enthusiastic" when he mentioned the other party, Omer was silent for a moment, and quickly called Mann's line before entering the foreign land.
[Was the original plan for David and Miss Rebecca to investigate as a team? 】
…
[Can you even guess this? 】
"..."
[Just a casual guess, it’s okay, we are going to a foreign land, goodbye]
【oh! Get along well! 】
He did say something that an elder should say, but when Omer opened the light screen and looked at the two people in the front seat, he just felt a headache.
How can a light bulb get along well with others when they are dating?
But doesn’t David have a girlfriend named Lucy? What's going on in your circle?
Omo frowned inwardly and looked at the two people who were not chatting through the iron fence.
I just feel that this scene has a sense of being in an armed police car and about to be arrested and imprisoned.
In particular, the interior of the vehicle was illuminated only by a white light on the roof, which was installed not far from Omer's forehead, giving it a serious feeling like a dark room for interrogating prisoners.
He had never received this kind of treatment in the police cars or armored vehicles of the Security Bureau in Tianmen City, and it was these people who had to give him some knowledge.
