In fact, Kelif did not ask Omer to completely disassemble and arrange the parts for him.
He just said "Little Snake, please help me solve it if you have time". This is obviously a response that can be answered with "I really don't have time". After all, he does have a lot of trivial and official matters today.
But considering the mental modeling he had constructed of Khalif, he had serious doubts that Khalif would be in the gate zone today.
That guy is quite fun-loving. It is very likely that he will suddenly appear with the mentality of 'scaring himself', and he will also say what kind of surprise it is.
Carry out moving express delivery on the front foot, get on the transportation home on the back foot, and arrive within the same day - today's convenient transportation can fully achieve this step. Even if the courier is a bit fishy and the delivery is slow, the person may arrive before the courier. arrive.
Omer did not doubt the professionalism of the two colleagues, so considering that Keliff might show up soon, Omer decided to help.
but……
"What are these things..."
Clicking to open the first package, Omo looked at the pile of strange artifacts that were suddenly released after the space compression spell expired. He was somewhat at a loss as to what to do.
The life-size monster sculpture with a rather unique shape...don't you find it scary?
Where to put it?
At the door or at the table?
There is no energy fluctuation, it looks like some kind of local souvenir... Is this a collection obtained in Tianmen City, or some kind of travel harvest?
He doesn't really look like a person who likes to travel, maybe it's the former.
It didn't look like a weird bag of clay that was commonly used for modeling... Omer, who had not studied much about this, didn't move.
Is this a pile of junk?
I really didn't know what to do with it, so I piled it up and put it in the corner, then looked at the second package.
The moment I opened it and saw the contents, I breathed a sigh of relief.
At least this time, I know how to deal with table and chair parts, as well as technological products such as computers and Mewtwo readers.
Then came the third package.
There are more than fifty books by visual inspection.
It's hard to evaluate how studious the other person is, because at a glance you see several comic magazines with dazzling covers, three of which are about tokusatsu monsters.
Putting aside the contents, it is not difficult to organize these things. All bedrooms on the second floor do have bound wall shelves, which are suitable for storing books and utensils.
Having put these things away, Homare opened the fourth package.
This time it’s special-shot toys, figures, mugs, finished models, dolls, pillows, etc. The latter makes Omer’s expression subtle.
It’s not that there’s anything particularly revealing about the R18 type, it’s just that the style is a bit unexpected.
The cute dolls and pillows reminded him of the speculation that once made him uncertain.
Looking back at the interior... computers, chairs, books, figurines, signboards, cushions, etc., the house elements of a dead house are already complete, leaving only some extras such as lazy sofas, and Clothes and other things that clutter the closet.
There should be clothes, right?
Omer looked at the last package with subtle eyes, feeling it was a bit difficult to get started.
Forget it, it's not difficult.
Whether he is a man with a girlish heart or a pure woman, it doesn't matter whether he is just helping to pack the luggage - it didn't take Omo a few seconds to be convinced of this, he opened the last package, and was then surrounded by dozens of monsters stuffed with foam cushions. Surrounded by showcases.
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Omo looked at these things blankly, thinking to himself, I thought I was in the Tsuburaya No. 8 exhibition hall, but it turned out that the things were different?
No...if you look closely, it actually looks more like Kelif's room in the VR chat room. It's just that the monster models in the display cabinet are slightly different.
Homais looked at the models and rubbed his nose.
He clearly loves this kind of thing, as the monster models in his room can attest to.
So he even started to appreciate it on the spot.
The moth super beast Dragri, the light monster Prizmo, the vampire monster Chimayra, etc., seem to be really old-school and special, but the more popular Gomora and Godzilla are not. No.
But there were also some colorful monsters that he had never seen before.
Curiously, he stood it up first, took off the protection, and looked at the metal nameplate on the display cabinet.
"The arrogant monster Gurguiras."
"Goyabek, the Troubled Monster."
"The monster of sadness and hatred is Killeb."
"The comeback of the monster mecha Gurgiras...? What are these?"
Is the prefix a comment or a name?
Omer didn't understand. This always four-letter prefix even reminded him of the symbol of Rudolf——
——This person is also a person who loves four-letter words, but his performance in cold jokes is far more impressive than his four-letter words.
Of course, the most incomprehensible thing is that with how much he pays attention to monsters, he has no impression of these monsters at all... Could it be that it was originally created by Kelif?
Homais was lost in thought.
The monster models affected him far more than whether Kalief was a boy or a girl.
He thought these monster designs were pretty good, but most of them were themed around some kind of negative characteristics or even emotions. The sight of these things made him very suspicious of Kelif's mental state.
And it is quite different from the Kelif mental model he constructed in the past.
Looking at the shapes and names of these monsters, he always felt that he could see a somewhat crazy and hysterical person.
This man is young and aggressive, and his erratic personality may be due to endocrine disorders, or he may be driven crazy by reality - this kind of person is more likely to appear in the hometown described by Bize, rather than in this world.
The unregulated ecology at the bottom of the alien world in the Realm Gate Zone may be able to cultivate such a character, but such a character will never have the mental process to create these monsters, because with such ability, he will definitely be able to stand out.
This world and this era have given monster lovers a lot of tolerance.
This kind of tolerance is enough to destroy the vessel that cultivates madness, so that it cannot develop in the middle.
So, what are the other possibilities?
"..." Omo turned his head in silence and looked at the other pillars.
Only then did he notice that there were actually a lot of research equipment he was familiar with mixed in those column-like display cabinets.
If it weren't for a horse lady like Ali Suzi, Omo wouldn't be so familiar with these things.
These two guys can now exchange experimental experiences offline. Their thoughts were slightly interrupted by such brisk thoughts, and Omer began to place the equipment on the table on the other side——
——Kailiff originally said that he was going to help with research, so Omo had a big table prepared for him.
But amid this, Omer also made a new unexpected discovery.
That is the notebook protected by layers of bubble wrap and the monthly pass holder hanging on it.
He didn't flip through the notebook, or even mention the monthly pass folder. He just observed the surface for a few seconds, and then looked back at the room furnishings he had arranged.
Although he didn't ask Kelif for his opinion, he simply decorated the room based on his own guesswork.
The bed wasn't even covered with sheets, just the doll pillows were put on it.
But when he looked at the room furnishings he had made, he suddenly realized that he could use the feelings of the monsters just now as the core, supplemented by some kind of guessing, to understand the furnishings here.
Although it is just a hypothesis, the chain of logic has been laid out, and there is also evidence that can be filled in.
He could think of a figure concentrating on sketching the model in such a room, using the tools that were packaged with the figures, and he could also think of the figure sitting in front of the computer, typing on the old-fashioned keyboard and laughing at the screen.
That figure often stopped in front of the display cabinet, looking at the monster models inside.
Then……
Manchester City Tea House: [The time is up, I took Tako to train]
The sudden light screen stunned him, interrupting his subconscious observation.
Ringed Snake: [Understood, thank you for your hard work, I have something to do outside, I will be back later, but I can get back immediately if necessary]
Manchester City Cafe: [No, today is just strength training]
Indeed... Omo looked at the reply from Manchester City Cafe and thought that it was precisely because of this that he felt that he might be free to help relieve the burden of his senior colleagues at Penguin Logistics.
I also thought that although this child usually speaks in a low and slow tone, fortunately, there are not so many pauses when sending messages electronically.
Krait: [Okay, but remember to call me if something unexpected happens, I believe Tachyon won't be too honest]
Manchester City Teahouse: [Hmm]
Such a simple word made Omer laugh, causing him to turn off the communication without laughing, and then turned to look at the room that was generally decorated.
Let Kelif take care of those sundries by himself.
He glanced at the boxes stacked in the corner and had no intention of observing them any further.
After all, this is already a bit too much.
I was supposed to just help with the arrangement, but I subconsciously started to observe and think about it, even touching on profiling.
If it were a quiet Sunday, I would probably have taken action.
After all, this old lady obviously has some stories that make her heart thick, and she hates being investigated. Considering the value of "Dark Sunday" and Qianming's stalking, she might actually have some ulterior secrets.
And what Kalife said...
Maybe?
Occasionally, he would make some specious and dangerous remarks, which made Omer feel that he was really worthy of being in the VR chat room.
But since he is still in school and his water meter has been checked by the Two Realms Security Bureau, there is no need to worry too much.
Let's leave it at that.
With this thought in mind, he walked out of the house and returned to the first floor.
Putting aside the broken thoughts and gains, he started to lock the door and get in the car, and call up Penguin Logistics' internal channel and work app.
As a temporary worker, I am not rushing to add results to my work diary, but to build a good relationship first.
Penguin Logistics is the main company for time travellers, and people like Miss Texas and Miss Angel are undoubted time travellers.
Although he also has some information about them and their hometown in his mind, but aside from the issue of reliability, the information itself is quite incomplete.
He really wanted to know more about otherworldly things, and he wanted to contact not only Penguin Logistics, but also Rhode Island Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd.
But that's a bit far away.
First go to Penguin Logistics to report and get the basic equipment for the courier.
——Buzz!
Orders were taken and the engines hummed.
The temporary workers of Penguin Logistics started working.
