"Little snake~!"
"how?"
"Aren't you excited! Hyper agents! There really is such a thing in this world!
"
"Are you excited about this?"
"Hey, isn't this enough?"
"Where is your whereabouts? Where is the specific information?"
"Uh-Witch-chan!"
"Uh...huh?"
The Witchmon, who had never expected that this topic would involve him, was still concentrating on destroying Omer's pudding. He turned his head when he was called, and he didn't even take off the fork in his mouth.
The charm of sweets probably has nothing to do with men and women, or it could be that Digimon without gender awareness do show their likes and dislikes based on the data sexual characteristics of their Digicore.
Judging from the way she subconsciously circled the pudding box in front of her, she was probably afraid that someone would snatch her snacks, even if the snacks belonged to Omer, and it was something Akane took out of the refrigerator smoothly after covering her up.
But in fact, just like the topic she had discussed with Akane not long ago, Omer really didn't care.
First of all, he's not very interested in sweets.
Secondly…
Although the kitchen and refrigerator have been expanded and expanded, it is indeed an expansion and expansion, not a new refrigerator.
As a result, some things that also need to be kept fresh or even frozen may be mixed.
After Omer's repeated warnings, a certain Miss Akane, who wished to remain anonymous, promised not to stuff any more monsters that could no longer be accommodated in her laboratory's freezer, either with a stronger taste or a more unpleasant monster. Organ material.
But there will still be some fish that slip through the net that look very unappetizing.
Because of these things that slipped through the net, Omer was already considering initiating a second round of firm meeting voting.
As for why I just considered it instead of immediately...
That's because the other members of the office, other than him, have absolutely no objections.
Tachyon doesn't care, she also stuffs strange things into the refrigerator.
Bourbon doesn't matter, she just needs to make sure that those things won't affect the quality of other foods.
At the tea table, she... barely cares!
Sister, you can’t force this matter, gentleness is useless, be tough and be brave enough to say no!
As the only designated chef of the company, Omo is extremely sad about this phenomenon!
The frozen layer and the fresh layer are both extensions of the cook’s hands!
Even if he is isolated and helpless, he is determined to defend his territory!
But before that, let’s use the frost source energy to keep the fruits fresh.
And then what, the pudding with the fresh-keeping layer, they can eat it if they like, but he doesn’t think he can have it anyway.
But when he saw Witchmon taking out the pudding from the refrigerator, thinking it was hidden, then moving the spoon without hesitation, and then tasting it with relish, Omer understood Tachyon's 'loneliness'.
It seemed like I was the only one in the room who thought the blood and meat sealed in glass dishes were weird and terrible in color, and it was uninteresting to put them together with other food.
Not even the Digimon find it strange!
Okay...it doesn't seem very strange...
After all, there are indeed a lot of Digimon that don't matter...
When he thought that Witchmon even wanted to classify his temporary resource library a few days ago, and specifically asked him about the file classification standards for those pornographic pictures and 3D videos, he felt that Digimon existed...
Even if it is a human form, even if the appearance is gender-specific, it still means that there is a missing string in the brain.
But this is always a good thing.
Even though we are all adults and can calm down a bit, disclosing the detailed XP configuration in a room with four opposite-sex cohabitants is still too radical - it is a very explosive behavior even in today's era of advanced concepts.
So thanks to Witchmon's lack of knowledge in that regard, he was able to be alert and at the same time dispel the other person's thoughts. Now...
"Whereabouts? I don't know," said Witchmon, who was still biting a spoon, with an expression and eye makeup that looked like an innocent cat. He seemed to be getting more and more naive recently, "There are no traces along the way. The other party doesn't seem to be in the digital world. We don’t use secondary networks either.”
"For a super agent, it's not strange." Omo said calmly, not looking at Akane who was lying in front of the table, but slightly raising his eyes to stare at the screen in front of him.
That was the information Morrison found for him.
That is, the official content of a series of forum-style reports on [Chaldea destroys criminal dens], [Dangerous Keimians...] and other forum-style reports.
It denied Chaldea's statement of destroying the den, but confirmed that there was indeed a crime of Kem people kidnapping magicians and replacing them. At the same time, they also posted many wanted notices with the 'victims' on them.
It appears that Ms. Morgan has not yet been cleared of wrongdoing, as the official announcement from the Clock Tower makes no mention of the Kemians stealing Oort's structural tissue.
Although one could find the announcement a few days ago commending Kai for saving the clock tower of the Hongying District branch, there was not a word about the Dark Circle and the Kaim people.
Haven't found any evidence yet? Lord El-Melloi.
Unlike the relaxed atmosphere in Chaldea where they didn't care about this, Omo, who had always lived in a legal society and was a mercenary in the office, subconsciously rejected the state of guilt.
Although it is clear that Ms. Morgan and even Chaldea itself are not afraid of the Legal Affairs Department.
But I am still more concerned about the 'clearing suspicion' aspect.
Akane Shinjou could only notice his distraction. The fruit that had settled on the table was being crushed in front of her at this moment. The fleshy arm had also reached directly, passing through the light screen with her palm, blocking the light. Most of his sight.
"Don't say it so casually! This is a very good clue! A clue! Aren't you interested in Gullit?"
The girl who has been swept by the purifying light has probably awakened the part that yearns for heroes, or as a rumor once circulated on the Internet, Hibiki Yuta, who was once possessed by Gurlitt and has a unique position, is The expression of her longing for a hero.
maybe……
Omer felt that Qian's persistence towards Gullit was more like looking forward to some possibility.
Some possibility of seeing old friends again.
The original farewell was probably too hasty, right?
Omo raised his eyes and looked at the girl who was almost half-lying on the table, holding the turbine-like red boy covered by lenses close to him.
There was no compulsion in his eyes, but there was a serious questioning, waiting for his response.
And in this second, two seconds, and three seconds of silent staring at each other, he raised his hand to take off the other person's glasses and put them on the bridge of his nose.
"Eh?" Shinjou Akane was stunned, and the Witchmon holding the pudding in the distance muttered that what she said was completely unbelievable.
At such a close distance, his partner didn't waver at all.
He even put an index finger against her head, pushed her back to her seat, slowly stood up, and pushed the frame of her glasses: "First, let's confirm a premise."
"The world of data itself has a complex multi-layered architecture. The innermost digital world alone has multi-layered intervals. Outside the digital world, on top of the third-level network, there are divisions between the second-level and first-level It's very big, has many passages, and is connected to a world composed of countless game software, so Digimon often get lost."
"Right? Witchmon."
"Ah?" Witchmon, who didn't expect to be named again, responded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes!"
When we first met her, she still had a bit of the arrogance and arrogance of a witch, and the domineering swagger of the ultimate female gangster, but now she looks more and more silly.
The combination of this seemingly botched answer also caused Omer's eyes to stagnate behind his lenses, and even the red light that began to gather in his eyes was almost scattered. However, Omer is always quick to regroup, only half the time. The connection is completed in seconds:
"The computer world where the super agent is active is adjacent to the world of game software, which shows that it is a large outer space, built on the level of the digital world, and has a huge scope, covering both second- and third-level networks, as well as Unrecognizable, like..."
He quietly transformed into a demon to strengthen his micro-control of magic power. On Omo's sharp claws, the silver light spots turned into the outline of a giant whale beast that resembled a lake.
"The city you're based in is a monster in itself."
"Even if it's swimming, you can't see where it's going."
"You feel that nothing around you has changed, and you don't even know when it has gone away. Other data will fill the gap you are in. The information exchange in the online world is so fast."
"Then when he walks away, won't Witchmon be able to notice him?" Akane Shinjo asked immediately.
"That's right, so the Witch Beast needs to monitor a large amount of abnormal changes in data for a period of time after that - this requires a macroscopic vision and timely observation, unless you have the ability to review the large-scale data change process..." The man who regained his human form Omer turned to look at the Witchmon, then back again.
"She's here eating pudding now."
The Witchmon was silent for a moment, then looked at the nearby screen from Akane's gaze with the pudding in hand: "...I'll go now!"
"Secondly, ah, I just said a long paragraph, but it was actually 'first'," he reread the phrase, "I will talk about the content under the link now."
Omo raised his hands in vain, and at some point, Bourbon and Tachyon had already run into the hall.
"Secondly, Gulit is a super agent, but super agent does not mean Gulit. I think you also know that those so-called middle school students in the early new century around Hibiki Yuta can all be called super agents."
"This group is maintaining the order of the electronic world. There can be Sigma without Gurlitt. Even that..." Omer paused, paying attention to Akane's reaction, "Knight Gurlitt."
"..."
As expected, Akane's vagina trembled. Although it was subtle, it could not escape Omer's observation.
But from this reaction, it seems that Akane really never thought about this possibility before... Anqi-kun, you were temporarily forgotten.
Omer can use his demonic horns to give him a wax (x).
“There are a lot of equipment, and there can be a lot of people who use the equipment.”
"That's why it's even more necessary to investigate." Akane said suddenly, smiling like a roly-poly, swaying her body from side to side.
In Omer's opinion, this was just a poor cover-up. In fact, she was not really mentally prepared to pursue it.
He also said: "Follow the clues and ask questions..."
"Then go ahead and ask."
"Eh?" Qian suddenly opened her eyes wide.
Looking at the man who had taken off his glasses and folded them, he glanced at the right side of the yellow lenses.
There should be cracks there originally.
At the level of creation of the work, it is the same car window crack as Shinjou Akane’s prototype Mirror Optimus Prime. Putting aside the creation, it is interpreted from the realistic meaning and from the idealized and sophisticated meaning of the computer world...
That crack can be considered a crack in the heart.
Of course, these glasses are obviously not the ones worn by Du Juantai in the computer world. They are not the same model, and it is natural that there are no cracks.
Then don't have them... Omo handed the folded glasses to Qian.
"The Witch Beast went a little late, so it's unlikely that anything will be gained."
"But now that the existence of the super agent has been confirmed, it would be more efficient to collect intelligence directly from various online communication platforms and social media."
