"Hello, I'm delivering a courier."
After uttering this line that had been repeated four times, and then walking through the unlocked glass door under the suspicious eyes of the eighth round, the boy was extremely calm.
Even if we face it again——
"Sending couriers? Let me show you your work permit. What courier company uses a child as young as you? Are you an immortal?"
Or——
"Mr. courier, are you standing at the door? Our camera failed to confirm your presence, eh? Uh, please wait a moment, I will adjust the angle of the camera remotely."
So much so that——
"What kind of kid is wandering around the company? Didn't your adults tell you not to bring your children to work?"
He can calmly inform them of his identity and work.
Then pay attention to the drone passing by the window not far away several times.
It is not difficult to imagine that among the three people on the other side of the screen, there may be two people laughing, and one of them is laughing wildly.
Maybe the third person couldn't help but laugh a little, but he couldn't tell. After all, he couldn't even grasp the other party's level of laughter based on intelligence and observation alone.
If possible, Rudolph should have asked him for advice, instead of taking out a notebook of bad jokes and asking him what he thought.
There was no point in just guessing, and the constant silence in the headphones left him with no evidence. He only knew the fact that these three people had turned off the microphone.
I just hope Texas won't be led astray by Lapland... He thought so and glanced behind him inadvertently around the corner.
According to the plan, both Texas and Lapland would be not far behind as responders to possible emergencies.
He had seen his unsmiling colleague make "gaffes" several times today.
Whether it was being stubborn or confused, he felt novel and helpless. Apart from this, he only hoped that people's 'fall' would not be so fast.
Don't change from a serious, quiet, and reliable colleague to a fun-loving person with mischievous intentions.
The latter already accounted for the majority in Penguin Logistics, and were almost surrounded by Omo - he needed serious people to balance him.
Even if it's not enough to balance him out, it would be nice to be a reliable source of help for situations like this evening.
"Hey, kid, you are being watched by three people now."
But unfortunately, it was not Texas that reminded him at this moment, but the shadow behind him that sometimes lengthened and sometimes shortened under the light of the passage.
Zaro, Lapland's attendant, appears in the form of a black wolf. His smoke-like figure can turn into a physical entity at any time, and can even grow to a certain extent.
In the forum of Rhodes Island, he is called the 'Lord of Wolves'.
This is probably a title, not a racial name.
Because there is also a term "Beast Master" in the forum's communication records that is used to define "a beast with a long lifespan, amazing vitality, wisdom, and a eloquent tongue."
The boss of Penguin Logistics, the penguin with the title of Emperor, is also a member of the 'Beast Master' according to Omo's guess, that is, the same kind of Zaro.
This may be related to the boss's attitude towards Lapland to a certain extent, but it is not important.
What's important is that when he travels, Lapland signals Zaro to follow him.
Although the previous 'last hit' against the robbers and the use of the shield in the carriage can prove that Omer's self-protection ability is not bad, or even quite high.
But Lapland still made the decision.
It can hardly be said to be a continuation of 'The Grace of Saving Life', judging from the change in Lapland's micro-expression when Eomer walked out of Zaro's shadow.
This is more like a chance to throw Zaro out briefly.
At that time, he was still a little confused, after all, there was very little information about Mr. Zaro in the intelligence he collected.
He was clearly an attendant, but this beast master rarely showed up on his own initiative.
It stands to reason that when it is his turn to fight, he should perform his best, but Lapland is a person who enjoys fighting and likes to vent his power.
Therefore, in ordinary battles, there is no chance for Zaro to perform.
And when he had a chance to perform, he might not be able to do so - Omer had not forgotten the situation when he saved Lapland. The wolf lord's performance when facing monsters was quite limited. The positioning of its combat power is somewhat embarrassing.
More than the inferior, less than the superior.
But its own characteristics can also shine in assisting positioning.
If nothing else, its habit of living in dark places is enough to make it an excellent 'eye position'.
"There are four now. Do you want me to tell you the specific location? Boy."
"Two at 3 o'clock, one at 12 o'clock, and one at 10 o'clock." Although he didn't pay attention at first, he immediately noticed it after mentioning the points. Homare replied in a low voice as if he was talking to himself. .
Nowadays, he is not very adaptable to the use of multi-threaded thinking, so Angel Ninja had the opportunity to slap him on the head at the beginning.
——At that time, he was communicating and meditating with the super agent on the screen, and now, he was observing every step he took in the passage of the building, and at the same time, he was thinking about Zaro's related issues in his mind.
He was a little confused, why did Lapland look a little relaxed when throwing Zaro out?
If it was just a matter of being stared at, it would have been an easy problem to solve.
But in fact, this question may not require thinking, because as long as you are patient, the answer will be revealed.
Just like this moment, there was a pair of red lights flickering in his shadow.
"It's very accurate, boy. Can the hotbed of civilization still tame this wild sense?"
"Civilization and wildness are often intertwined, Mr. Zarrow."
"Wrapping each other? How ridiculous. Civilization will only inert the wildness. Only the wildness can awaken vitality and vitality."
"That's a bit too extreme. Mr. Zaro, have you ever played games?"
"Not interested in."
"What? Have you read it?"
"Abominable carrier of civilization."
"Film and television?" Omer recalled the land called Syracuse, which was close to the Italian region, and then mentioned a more traditional art, "I think you have at least heard of opera."
"The unbearable noise expresses the decadence of human beings."
Doesn’t that mean you’ve listened carefully...and the content you listened to is relatively unconventional...
Omer fell into silence, feeling that he had nothing to say about this indifferent attitude.
If you want to tell him about the wildness and madness bred in civilization, or about the civilization bred by man from nature, he will probably be blocked by the other party's rejection.
But after he remained silent, the other party would ask again:
"Why are you silent? What did you want to say before?"
"I want to say that the language you are using is also one of the carriers of civilization." Omo suddenly said quietly.
This time the other party was silent.
Then the earphones finally made a sound of turning on the mic, and then Lapland laughed loudly: "It's really yours, Omo! I'm still betting with Lemule on how long you can chat with Zaro! He's 'approved' 'The guy is very 'valued'!"
The emphasis on 'approval' and 'valuation' is obviously a hint.
Omo didn't answer, but he had a clear understanding of the reason why Lapland disliked Zaro.
Mr. Zaro, the rejecter of civilization, uses an unfriendly way of speaking to unleash his chatty attributes.
"Don't pay too much attention to the conversation, you should be at the signing point," Texas' voice also came over, "Lapland and I are at the back corner, Angel, how are you doing there?"
"You can't see the room number in the nearby windows. I'm trying to switch to land-based travel mode."
Penguin Logistics is not very good at transporting drones, but its employees can carry some special drones in their own name - before setting off, Angel can be familiar with the functions of the foldable and deformable drones.
I specifically mentioned the transformation function of the land crawler named "Crab Mode", which transforms from a flying drone into a mechanical crab for monitoring while crawling. The main problem is that the viewing angle is too low, which is probably more suitable for perverts to use. Photograph the bottom of your skirt.
But he couldn't care so much at this time. When Omer saw a swift mechanical crab rushing out of the corner in the distance, he also slightly quickened his pace and stopped in front of the house number written with the signature address.
"Hello, I'm a courier, and I have Mr. Hudson's mail that needs to be signed for."
When he stood on tiptoe and knocked on the pager button on the glass door, and the next second he said this sentence after dialing, the entire upper half of the wooden door shattered, and the fragments flew against the wall in the strong wind. Leaving an arm hanging in the air.
"Where are the people?"
The person who punched was surprised because he didn't hit anything.
"Lower your head."
Then he lowered his head due to the words coming from below, and saw a child with dead fish eyes looking up at him, and in the shadow behind him, something dark spread out in a slight arc, reaching behind him.
"Just knock him out, Mr. Zaro."
Before his vision went dark, he heard these words.
And when he was knocked unconscious by a slap, a palm-sized robot crab crawled next to him.
"Is there really an attack?" Angel Angel's surprised voice came from the earphones.
And Omo also squatted beside him, looking at the red and swollen back of the man's hand, and then looked at the other uniformed men and women in the room who stood up and approached with calm expressions. He thought for a moment, and then gave himself a prescription for Jeddon's many faces. Diamond shield.
"Lapland and I were entangled by the people here. They don't seem to be right! And there are more and more of them! I destroyed a bit of the floor structure to stop them." Texas' voice also came from the earphones. , with a little sound of running footsteps.
"Everyone I saw was knocked unconscious! Texas didn't do it!" Lapland's tone seemed to be unusual, "Haha, how are you doing over there? I'll bring Texas over right away. "
"My side is fine." Although those people surrounded him and kept punching the shield, Omo still stood firm, and even raised his hand to tell Zaro not to do anything. "Everyone here is in a kind of light sleep." status."
He just stood behind the shield and kept observing these guys who were smashing the shield with their fists: "The eyelids are moving very fast. They seem to be having very exciting dreams. They are even talking about something. They must be hypnotized."
What are you talking about?
Unfortunately, the isolation of the shield was so complete that Omo couldn't even hear the sound. Even on the energy-like shield, there were only slight fluctuations in the physical impact of punches and kicks.
"Did you hear any sounds? It was thinner and sharper."
"It's very quiet in the car."
"No."
"Does the sound of me scratching the ground with my knife count?"
Omer ignored Lapland's trick and just asked, "Did you smell any strange smell?"
What I got was still no response.
Not relying on sound, not relying on gas, and not taking action against Texas and Lapland yet, could this be a psychological hint planted in advance?
Omer was a little confused. In his confusion, he saw Lapland and Texas rushing over and knocking down everyone behind the shield.
But he didn't lift the shield, he just raised his hand and pressed the earphone: "Wake someone up and take a look."
Lapland followed his instructions and stamped on the hand of a person on the ground, and then on the wrist. The man howled in pain and opened his eyes, then closed his eyes again to fight back.
"Knock him out."
Ormer said, and the man was kicked to the ground again by Texas.
They all have very average combat power, or physical fitness, but if they can be kicked and their control is interrupted, it means that the hypnosis is not deep, otherwise the kick itself is just more suitable for hypnosis.
But after being awakened, he entered a hypnotic state again... If we talk about special source energy, he is still a source energy practitioner even in his young form. Although he can not mobilize much magic power, his ability to perceive power is not. Still there.
He didn't feel any energy fluctuations.
Is that technological hypnosis? And it's useless to both of them.
I don’t know if it’s useful to me, and I don’t know through Jayton’s shield.
"What to do next? Where to put the express?" "Don't disturb him."
Lapland looked at the current scene and said something about his serious lack of experience in logistics work. Texas saw that Omo was thinking, looked back at the densely packed people here, and frowned.
Among the obstacles she encountered in her previous logistics work, this time was the most bizarre, and force alone could not completely resolve it.
"Should we call the police first?" Angel Neng lowered his voice and said, "I saw a new overtime worker coming."
That's how it should be. Texas nodded subconsciously, looked at the groups of people in the distance, took out his cell phone, but was interrupted by Omer's voice.
"Don't worry, let's do a test first!"
As he spoke, he suddenly tapped something in mid-air. The moment he stopped, Texas saw a message pop-up window pop up on the public chat screen on his phone.
Fortunately, the text that takes up a whole page of screen is all in Tomyam script, not the Kyokudong dialect mixed with kana.
"Tell me after reading the above." Omo said, and walked from the door to the nearest window, looking down at the place below that would make the feet of those who are afraid of heights weak, and then looked up at the moon star. The thin sky and the remaining eight floors.
"After reading it, don't you have a milder plan?" Texas came over and asked.
"It's gentle enough, if my guess is correct," Omer, who turned back from the window, smiled, looked at Zaro who had already emerged from the shadow to stop people, and then looked at Lapland, who was already gearing up. De, "You see she is so eager to try."
The Lapland mentioned was grinning, and his trademark evil smile was just silent.
"If you want to be more gentle, how about stopping her for me and letting you do it?"
Omer said, raising his hand and waving.
The all-round shield defense immediately disappeared, and his body swayed slightly, holding his forehead while standing unsteadily, showing a slight smile.
There was Galatron's card between his fingers. Electric sparks flickered again while the red and swollen fingers pointed upward.
"Okay, it seems I guessed it right."
He still had some resistance left, but not much.
After saying these words, he fell into a twisted and extreme dream.
In this chapter, Omer suddenly had a sense of déjà vu when something was in his shadow.
The child's eyes in the shadow reminded me of Accardo's lolita form.
(End of chapter)
