Perhaps for me, August 16th is a day worth highlighting...
Standing in the model store lined with shelves, Omo couldn't help but think of this.
Astrologers from the Wild Time Association always say that although people's fate fluctuates, there will always be three to four special days.
Either it is a turning point in fate, a major memorial in life, or a pure rock bottom. You must be prepared to avoid being completely defeated.
So I have to come to them for observation!
The small package is 2,000, the medium package is 10,000, the comprehensive test is 100,000 once, and there is also a foolproof luxury package - this kind of thing cannot be said to be useless, but at least the fate of the person being observed will probably change.
In order to ensure a smooth life, some people often choose to look for them for long-term observation. In this way, they rely on prophecies, become obsessed with the charm of controlling destiny, and then fall into a deeper destiny.
The ending is nothing more than being cheated, having all their money squeezed out, and dying.
The last one is naturally the best result, but the first two cases are not uncommon.
The Huangshi Association is just a platform. Guys with talent but no virtue and no talent and no virtue may be mixed in. At least Omo has not placed his hope in those subtle diviners.
It is also about destiny observation. The supervision of the God's Blessing Sound Class is much more reliable than that of the Huangshi Association, but the scope of services is not as detailed and diverse as the latter's main business of divination.
But none of them are cheap.
In the past, Omer kept away from him, but now, Omer only considers that he may be visited by the soul of the horse racing in the future, and has no desire based on his own.
But at this moment, he still couldn't help but think of the ideas of those fortune tellers.
Bad scandals, weird announcements.
The unknown past is chasing me, and the strange present is happening.
As a native of Jiemen District who has experienced nine years of parallel education with science and technology, he can't help but wonder whether his trajectory has encountered interference from some source of energy, or a distortion of causality.
But his knowledge reserve in this field is seriously insufficient, so such doubts are just a thought.
But if you have to think divergently, you can use it to think about the topic of cause and effect and then think about the devil zero.
This is the reason why he is here.
The Autumn Leaf Genuine Model Store in Kaimen Nishi District is one of the tens of thousands of stores directly connected to GBN. While serving as an online pick-up point, it also directly sells related models.
In the years when GBN was most popular, its turnover could rival that of the local Jockey Club store, and its scale had even expanded to nearly the size of a stadium.
But as GBN's player base gradually lost, it eventually declined.
Surrounded by countless Ma Niang peripheral shops, he was defeated and became a perseverant person who resisted, almost disappearing into ordinary model shops.
Even the employees have come and gone, but only the boss has stood firm.
"I said Omo..."
The owner of the model shop with obvious signs of implant modification on his bare skin can be said to be a complete soul of steel. He also has a chip implanted to control his body. Naturally, he will not forget his old customers, even if he has not seen them for two years. Still able to approach with a familiar attitude.
"The two women you brought..."
"They are interested in GBN." Omo replied, turning to look at these five tall and thick men who looked more like gym instructors than model shop owners.
"Is it true? Is there a new player entering the game now? And it's a female player?"
"Is this what a model shop owner should say?"
"I feel sad too, but this is the fact," the boss said, raising his hands to cover his face. He is obviously a Jidong person, with rather exaggerated body movements, but his words are mixed with Dongyan culture. Traces, "GBN's crappy game version updates so slowly, it's pretty good to be ranked first in the same period, but it's totally unworthy to compare with new games."
"But after all, there have to be people who fall into the trap, otherwise how can your store continue to operate? Relying on Gundam fans who just buy ordinary models?"
A model that does not need to be scanned as a GBN body, but is simply a decoration, is ultimately much cheaper.
"Let's just make ends meet, but business was quite booming the past few days, it seems because your cyber horse girl won the championship."
"What is the logic?"
"Let me think about it," the man thought for a while, raised his hand, and broke off a mechanical finger in one sentence, "Miura Bourbon is back, and her skill design itself has Gundam elements, and she seems to like Gundam herself. Some newspapers also promoted her as a Gundam—something like that?”
"What does it mean to promote it as a Gundam?" Omer was speechless.
"I don't know the specifics. Why don't you check out the topic trends on Umastagram? Those people are really good at changing topics."
"As a boss, you actually don't understand the specific reasons for the increase in sales?"
"If you say this again, I'm going to call you. I'm going to call Omer. Trainer Linton is right here!"
"You are in your forties."
"Soul of Steel, forever young!"
"walk slowly."
"So you are the one who brought those two into the trap? You are really capable, young man... uh, have you become smaller?"
"You just found out?"
The reunion of the two people with brain-embedded chips created a good atmosphere like Sakota's empathy, but this is more likely because the past two years have not brought much change to the two.
"It's almost the same as in the memory, so I subconsciously followed the atmosphere and chatted. What's wrong? What kind of pill did you take?"
"Drank the medicine that my subordinates were responsible for."
"I see. So the story about Arisuko on the website is true?"
"It depends on what website you're on, but I'll have to talk about that website later."
As Omer said this, he had already seen the new message lighting up on the light screen.
"Now I have to go see those two girls."
Omer crossed out the message and waved his hand towards him: "You don't have to come over."
"I understand, I understand. It's the first time I see a girl next to you. It's different when you become a trainer. But, after you become a trainer, will you still be interested in human girls?"
"It's not the kind of relationship you thought."
"Oh, are you still a horse racing girl? Thinking about the average quality of those girls, and they all have idol labels, I have an old customer who has been worried that those girls with horse ears will affect the selection standards of young people."
"No, modern people's standards for choosing a mate will only become more messy. Even time travelers know how to buy a robot first - Okay, they are urging you urgently, I have to leave now."
"OK OK, if you really go back to the trap, remember to send a message to Takumi. He complained to me a few days ago that you didn't take him with you."
Takumi?
Is that guy not interested in this game?
Omo, who had deliberately kept a distance from each other at the beginning, had some communication with Takumi Aiba on GBN, but it was short-lived.
That guy still prefers Digimon to Gundam. Even if Omo simply gets him a modified Gundam that compares with Digimon, it doesn't make sense.
Shouldn't a guy with a blazing soul of a beast tamer spend time in the digital world every day?
Omo, who was a little surprised that the guy had been here before, just nodded and walked towards the shelves in the distance.
With the shelf number indicated on the contact, it is not difficult to find this destination.
"Why so slow?" The black-haired and bright-eyed woman asked her, looking quite dissatisfied.
The chestnut-red-haired girl on the side hesitated to speak, and finally greeted in a low voice: "Welcome back, Coach M..."
"I'm back. I caught up with my boss a little bit. How was it? Did you find your favorite machine again?" Omer asked softly.
It is not convenient to shout.
Neither Miura Bourbon nor Narita Shirahito are suitable to shout out in public, even if both of them have changed their image through the convenience of technology.
The same goes for the name Omer Linton. In this store directly related to GBN, it is even more famous than the previous two names.
After all, this is the name that was announced on the server not long ago.
Moreover, it is still in the form of a ban.
——The evil bomber dog finally got the severe punishment he deserved.
This was exactly why the boss asked him to contact Takumi.
If Omo returns to the trap, he can only use a small account or even someone else's account. He is already the golden end of entering the palace for the second time, and this time he can be sealed to the end of the end.
And this was also the reason why he brought Bourbon and Bai Ren to the physical model store.
Demonic Zero is completely out of print, why don’t you consider something else?
Although the age limit of the Super Robot Wars series is definitely unstoppable given Shiruhito Narita's age, the threshold for that thing is higher than GBN in every sense.
Good news to pure fans. If you are just a stranger to mecha combat works, it is really difficult to play based on your love for the appearance of a single mecha.
There was no way Omer would see her wasting time like this, and he happened to feel that Bourbon also needed a more decent companion than Qian.
The senpai who is also a horse girl is obviously good, although the better choice is actually Maruzen.
After all, Maruzen had sent him a message not long ago, asking him to bring Bourbon with him when he came to race one day.
This news seems very sudden at first glance, like Maruzensky's love for racing and Amway, but if you consider Bourbon's escape at the Aso Championship... it is not difficult to imagine that Maruzen is to Bourbon what Shirahito is to Chaza. general interest.
Maybe he will be a good teacher.
But now it was Narita Shiruhito who came to the door.
Although it was unclear how she knew about Demon God Zero, he could probably guess the core reason why she was interested in Demon God Zero.
Based on this, it is not difficult to find a replacement.
So he wasn't surprised when he saw the box handed over to him with a simple "hey" sound.
"This set is a bit high for newbies."
Looking at the string of machine code names of 'Gundam Exia Dark Matter' above, Omer inevitably thought of a certain red-haired colleague.
"You are the one who ignited my fighting spirit. Are you going to run away from the battlefield?"
"I don't know how this is calculated, but okay, it is expected that I will need help."
And if it can be done with just glue, it can be regarded as the most worry-free thing among the people I met today...
He didn't say this, but that's what he thought at this moment.
(End of chapter)
