Sunday Tranquility: [What did you say to the teahouse! Why did she suddenly apologize to me! 】
Moon Krait: [Sometimes, I wonder if you have also given your etiquette to the teahouse]
Sunday Tranquility: [Huh? After drinking Mukai Kyoko’s coffee, you become stiff, right? Do you want to compete with me in the data field? 】
Ringed Snake: [...Do you have to mention this? Don't you remember it? 】
Moon Krait: [Hey, why don't you reply to the message? 】
Moon Ringed Snake: [Seven Injury Fist, right? Miss Sunday is really a strong person】
Sunday Tranquility: [Take my kick! 】
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"What happened to your face? Did you molest a woman?"
In front of the Penguin Logistics company building, the white-haired wolf girl who had been kicked out of the chat room all the time asked him very casually, without even saying hello by name.
But considering that this guy was one of his designated team roster members, Omer glanced at her face that seemed to be in a good mood, and then sighed.
"I'd love to correct that fellow women shouldn't be so vulgar, but now you've raised a whole new question for me."
Omer raised his hands and put his fingers on his nose as if thinking: "A knight kicked out of the screen and I caught my ankle. Is this considered indecent?"
"What is Knight Kick?" Lapland asked curiously.
"...Just..." Omer's train of thought was stuck again. It was not easy to demonstrate without anything to kick, but there were some shortcomings in describing it verbally.
But in the next second, a kobold kicked a vampire in the air, resolving his urgent need.
"Just like that gentleman!"
Omo pointed at the Mr. Spot who landed smoothly on the ground. On the opposite side, the kicked Mr. Tsukimiye was covering his face and falling to the ground.
Those were two grassroots combat operators from the Rhode Island Pharmaceutical Company.
The kobold codenamed Spot, or Mr. Riboba.
A vampire codenamed Tsukimiyo, or Mr. Blood Demon.
It’s not like Omer didn’t do his homework.
"A very textbook-level demonstration! On the other hand, if I hadn't guarded against it, I might have looked like the one on the ground."
It could be worse.
After all, Sunday Serenity is not only an adult horse racing girl, but also a horse racing girl who practices energy cultivation.
Donghai Emperor of the high school department challenged a 200kg barbell for his first strength training and called it a warm-up in front of reporters.
Princess Kawakami of the junior high school can punch open rocks taller than a person.
Northern Genju and Satomi Mizuzu were able to pull a truck out of a deep quagmire with only a few minutes wasted.
These powers have been reported in the news, which is enough to prove that Ma Niang's power is beyond ordinary human geometry.
And for a horse racing girl who has challenged her racing career, when she takes off and uses her core-trained legs to make a flying kick...
Homare had no doubt that he would be literally kicked out.
It flew several times farther than Mr. Yue Jianye.
In order not to be embedded in the wall of the passing building, it would be difficult to pick it off, so Omer would not let the other party kick him.
He even activated his demon transformation as if facing a powerful enemy. He squatted down on a horse, spread his wings, and sprayed flames when his claws and legs connected.
The knight kicked and caught it.
The face covered by the bone mask also received a solid slap.
The opponent also ran away after hitting him.
Omo looked like a Tom cat who was caught in a fish and swung a few big mouths with his tail, watching the other fish running away blankly.
But it’s not like it can’t be stopped.
Witchmon was already jokingly asking him on the light screen if he wanted to help.
Although Sunday Serenity has a record of confronting Ultimate Digimon, it's hard to say whether Bellstarmon alone is enough, but it is no problem to stop him.
It's just not necessary.
It was enough to know that the waiter had listened. Omer was in a good mood, and it didn't matter if he was slapped. After all, it didn't feel anything.
Being able to hold her ankle while hanging in the air and being able to stand up and give him a slap was considered a sign of her good waist strength, or should I say the ease of her spirit body?
But with that subtle leverage, the slap was almost meaningless.
It's okay to be so shameless as a demon, but I didn't expect that after the demon transformation was released, there would still be red marks on my face.
Hiss - isn't this a curse?
It was mentioned in the source energy knowledge class that in this situation, the detection spell should be used first...emmm, oh, it's not a curse, then it's okay.
Since it was not a curse but a simple blood congestion, Omo didn't pay much attention to it. He was wearing a helmet even while driving his motorcycle. However, when he arrived at the station, he took off his helmet and was asked by Lapland.
"Wow! You caught that kick? With that monster power?"
Although this person started the topic with his face, he really didn't care about his face at all. Instead, he kept asking about the combat part of the conflict.
And he looked at Omer curiously.
Her impression of Omo was still the original monster. As for the demon Omo she saw when she mixed with a few people from Penguin Logistics to support Omo's DJ in the God Blessing Sound Class...
Although the appearance is quite unforgettable, it is also difficult to judge the strength.
"It's not necessary, but do you really want me to talk to you here?"
Omo looked around and saw that there were many low-level employees of Penguin Logistics who were unloading and loading goods at the gate. Their eyes could not be said to be full of malice, but at least they were hiding their displeasure.
However, the few who were most direct at the beginning have disappeared.
It seems that the boss has indeed laid off employees.
The ones left behind are much more normal.
It was indeed much more normal, and Omer fully understood their dissatisfaction with him.
Damn it, isn’t it just standing on the side chatting with people while you are at work? Don’t worry, I will go to work later!
With such a mood, Omo turned around and heard the white-haired wolf girl laugh: "Is there anything wrong? Anyway, that penguin won't let me in."
"Then follow me and I'll take you in."
"Oh~ You're so courageous!"
"It's just that I have more legitimacy than you. In terms of strength, you are not lacking, right?"
Omer said, glancing at the double knives at her waist, and then at the shadow behind her.
There was a pair of red lights hidden in the shadows, and the next moment they faced him, they revealed a fierce light.
The second he showed his fierce light, Omer showed an even more ferocious, yet chaotic aura.
"Oh~!"
The owner of the shadow was not too surprised to see the excitement, while Omer put his hands in his pockets, and the huge and chaotic aura suddenly disappeared in his simple expression pack.
The simple young man said: "It seems that we all have some unruly powers, let's go."
As he spoke, he took a step forward, obviously not intending to pursue it further.
"She has always advocated that mortals should never look down on gods." The Lezi girl shrugged and followed suit.
"Hiding in the shadows but not wanting to be looked down upon?"
"Maybe it's due to some senile dementia. I used to call myself a wilderness and tried to destroy civilization, but in this world, steel forests are really everywhere."
"There are also jungles, but they are all traces of civilization." Omer said, explaining this knowledge to the traveler made him feel like he was still in the classroom.
“All the seemingly natural ecological scenery on this planet are the result of civilization’s decision to preserve them.”
"You can see that I'm surprised that the so-called Federation of Terra didn't build all the land into high-rise buildings. They obviously have the ability."
"What dominates civilization is an AI that integrates the thinking templates of digital rulers and is constantly learning and correcting it, not a few impulsive MPs."
"It is their unanimous creed that the earth's ecology should retain its original appearance. The planet should remain as it was in the past when viewed from outside space, and is familiar to them."
"So nostalgic?" Lapland was a little surprised.
"If this were not the case, you time-travelers would also feel at a loss, right?" Omo looked at her, and then nodded in return to several employees who were willing to nod to him, "It is those nostalgic people who have allowed this city to retain the charm that allows everyone to A familiar look to some time travellers.”
"Hopefully you're part of that majority."
"There's no point in talking to her. That girl is always running between the city and the wilderness. You have to talk to me, kid!"
Penguin, who suddenly intervened in the topic, sat on the sofa calmly.
This is supposed to be a very domineering sitting posture, but in the shape of a bird less than one meter tall, this action is...
Omo's self-cultivation is very good.
And Lapland behind him seemed to be used to the appearance of the penguin, and was somewhat restrained.
It seemed as if the penguin had caused her some trouble.
But what Omer said next made her a little stunned.
"You actually live in the city?" Omo looked at its posture in surprise.
"In the summer, I thought you would stay in the snow."
"Do you think I'm an ordinary penguin!" The penguin angrily pushed the sunglasses on his beak with his flippers, revealing a beady eye that was hard to describe as sharp.
The eyes of birds are like this, and penguins are not exempt from this.
Therefore, it failed to intimidate Omo at all.
"I just asked if it's hot?"
"hot!"
The boss is very honest.
