Chaldea Medical Office, Ward 7.
This time it was a normal ward. There was no overly large room size or hangar-like furnishings.
Even the large fighter planes that should have been there have turned into young people wearing Western formal suits - half lying on the hospital bed, with bandages covered under the suit. At first glance, he looks like he is trying to cosplay a crab-eating wooden man. Nai Yin, but in fact...
"It's really puzzling! No matter how I take off his clothes and apply medicine and bandage, the clothes will be back on him within ten minutes!"
"It's probably an unexpected phenomenon caused by breaking away from data and returning to reality."
The woman wearing a nun's costume explained that she was banned from entering the data world by a certain bb. Although it was a pity that she could not help the master on the battlefield there, she could still assist the doctor in taking care of the patients.
Of course, the doctor is not very willing to be helped by her.
And he doesn't feel that this patient needs to be cared for.
The real rescue operations are all carried out in the data world. At present, receiving medicine after waking up in the real world is just an attempt.
This patient is not a patient in the conventional sense, and does not require the care of conventional patients.
Just like a doctor simply asked whether the person was dizzy, whether the wound hurt, and whether there were any other abnormal symptoms, and then directly prescribed a fried chicken burger to him.
Then the other party started eating very energetically.
Wow! What a wonderful rejuvenation! Doctor Roman!
Before the doctor was 'killed' with an elbow by a nurse, a certain Waka JK writer from the Heian period praised him so highly.
This is Chaldea.
The composition of its employees is very mysterious, very strange, and very difficult to describe. It sounds like some kind of Cthulhu Academy, but the actual composition is not completely unrelated.
Fortunately, the purity is not very high, otherwise it would not be able to squeeze through.
For example, take The King in Yellow, which was on TV just a while ago.
Even the homeless man in yellow from Aldebaran and the big green-skinned fat guy from the sea had been chased by the Ultra gang several times together, and even the pieces of meat and clothes were beaten to pieces.
Many of the people from another world who were related to each other could not find a way to squeeze through.
Even if some members of their world entered this world by mistake, Tianmen found the location of their world and sent them back, which made them very curious about this place after getting the news.
When it's full, it's full. Unless you cut your own elements thin enough, such as a clone of some clone, leftovers of a clone, or some other person with some metaphorical elements, then maybe you can try to squeeze in?
This is usually an operation that can only be attempted by gods and other high-dimensional beings.
Performing microscopic surgery on the information that makes up the self.
But these followers of Chaldea can rely on the convenience of the spiritual base system itself to make some ridiculous, bold, and unimaginable changes.
To achieve the effects of high-dimensional conversion, stitching, and cutting.
Then some guys who really have alien god elements can sneak in like this.
You can even have cross-border communication with the alien gods in this world, and then discuss when the trend of anthropomorphic alien gods started.
But, let's not talk about it anymore, this is the occasion of a certain super agent.
After he woke up from the call of a child and was finally able to change from the troublesome and difficult fighter form back to a convenient and friendly human form, the Chaldean employees responsible for taking care of him quickly took him out of the data world for recuperation. Back to the real world.
He also put a plastic toy in his hand to comfort him.
——That was the enhanced structure designed by Leonardo da Vinci and his team of designers at Omer's suggestion.
It is not only a piece of equipment used to repair his fuselage, but also a complex device that can be disassembled and assembled into reinforced armor to expand the output of his engine.
Of course, from the outside, it just looks like a very crude toy racing car, which can’t even fit in a remote control system.
The effects of the toys are amazing.
When I woke up, I saw a strange room (ward), strange clothes (referring to the extraordinarily self-styled dressing of some servants), and a terrifying gaze (a certain Zhuge Kongming, who did not want to be named, had been waiting for clues for too long).
This super agent was not so frightened that he jumped up and kicked the overtime worker in front of him. Even though he was just a toy, he and the little girl made great achievements together.
The latter refers to the little girls who have always used their voices to guide him in his confusion, including Nursery Rhyme, Youzhen, and Little Jack.
After hearing that the Master would come back with snacks to thank him, he was so happy that he left, leaving El-Melloi II, Morgan, and Gray to continue to stay in this ward.
What these three have in common is that they are all related to the clock tower incident.
Gray is II's assistant and works with him to investigate the attack on the Clock Tower, and Morgan is the person who was stigmatized.
Except for Miss Gray, who was still wearing a hood in the room, the gazes of the other two adults were quite oppressive.
If a certain doctor hadn't burst into the ward with an awkward yet polite smile and brought a tablet, this silent confrontation might have lasted for a long time.
——
Moon Krait: [Hello, unseen super agent.
Of course, there are also the Chaldean employees on the side, including you. I guess His Excellency El-Melloi II is also here, so I would like to suggest that we get straight to the point.
Of course, Mr. Agent, you should be very confused right now.
I don't know where I am, I don't know who those people are.
But that's not really important. What's important is, do you still remember the battle before you fell into coma?
You are chasing a spaceship, which is probably a spaceship that violates the law and interferes with peace. There are even aliens hiding in it, controlling the power of weird behemoths.
Do you remember?
Those around you want this information.
Please try to remember that someone is being wronged because of this]
——
After typing the above content, the ending was so hurried that there was no time to type the full stop. Omo never ended his messages with punctuation other than question marks. He would only be relatively regular when writing long paragraphs.
However, the reason why I sent this sentence without typing it was not because I didn’t want to send it, but because I saw the teahouse approaching.
"Trainer..."
The black-haired girl didn't look very good. This was not because her sister said anything outrageous during the call. On the contrary:
"'Friend' agreed, but her situation seems..." "Not too optimistic."
Homais took up the last part of her sentence.
And mentioned what she had said before.
"Jumping between cities, streets, and buildings..."
"This is probably not a normal way of moving."
"She's either chasing someone or being chased by someone, right?"
"Her breathing was very rapid..." Tea House said, her ears drooping. "It shouldn't be for a spirit body, and there seemed to be some explosions and collapse sounds."
"I don't think she asked you for help, and even ignored what she was doing."
"Um……"
"Similar things should have happened before."
"……Um…"
"You have to have confidence in her. She also knows my abilities, but she has no intention of asking me for help."
"..." The waiter closed her eyes in silence, and then after a few seconds, she raised her ears slightly and nodded, "It's just that I can't run for a short time."
"Go and make a cup of coffee over there in the activity room. The intermittent connection makes it impossible to do most of the training," Omer suggested.
"Okay, then... the trainer should pay more attention to Tachyon and Bourbon."
Compared to her own situation, the girl chose to give the trainer's attention to her companions.
In response, Omo just swiped the live link and forwarded it to the other party's umaline.
"Actually, it doesn't get in the way. Even you can pay attention, but let's make a cup of coffee first. I can even visit them with you and your coffee on the conveyor belt."
"Okay!" the girl responded.
In this way, he was completely energetic, and there was a new pop-up window on Omo's screen.
From Witchmon, it is the file and live streaming application.
Correspondence also from Chaldea.
[I specifically emphasize that the people around me want to get that information. Isn’t what you want different from them? 】
Looking at this string of characters, a happy arc appeared on Omo's calm face.
Krait: [Very keen, Mr. Agent. 】
[My companions and I are more interested in you and your hyper agent. 】
[What we hope for is your intelligence, especially that of Gridman. 】
