Generally speaking, no matter how sophisticated the observations and reasoning are, they are ultimately based on traceable logic.
Regarding Miss Nauman's sudden exclamation, the first thing that Omer thought of was the brief communication with his horse girl.
I thought that this might be interpreted as a compliment for professionalism, but the other person's hesitant expression silently told the fact that 'that's not the case'.
What else could it mean?
No matter what, it was difficult for Omer to associate his thoughts about the "conversation with the two little girls" with the relationship between men and women, and he fell into an unknown circle for a while.
Of course, it is always easy to break such a vicious cycle. Just ask directly. The other person's hesitation in speaking is obviously a sign of scruples, but if it is you who is scrupulous about you, then there is no need to be cautious.
It's just that Omer Linton's attitude in this regard is actually quite 'negative'.
Faced with a question for which he couldn't find an answer immediately, he would rather wait than asking for an answer right away.
Waiting for more observations, more clues, and more proofs until the answer is found.
This was his own little pleasure, and it was also the reason why he had always been on the edge in the past.
This is also the reason why the new universe calls him Observer.
It was not difficult for Omer to guess that she had paid attention to him, and with her ability, she could probably dig out many records that were not encrypted.
Among them, there will inevitably be information about his youth and childhood.
Like the words and deeds under the cameras in public areas, the records of large-scale events in schools entered into the database, and even some audio and video uploads that the grandparents in the orphanage had stored on the Internet in the past... One person's nineteen years, only It only takes a few search tags to display most of it. This is the convenience and difficulty of today's era.
He can understand those horse racing girls in this way, and naturally he cannot prevent others from understanding himself in this way.
Especially after he gradually becomes a public figure, many of his past events will be dug up by others, but most of them will probably regret that Omer's past was so 'ordinary'.
As ordinary as a boring social horror.
He doesn't mix with the group, always on the fringes, and has no dazzling achievements since childhood.
The best time for external evaluation is even in early childhood.
According to the records at that time, little Omer was sensible and enthusiastic during that time, and he would also help the adults with their affairs.
And besides that…
The only thing worthy of praise is probably that he has worked a lot of jobs?
I have done a lot of freelance work that is not restricted by age, and the evaluations from relevant colleagues and bosses are positive.
But...is that all?
A report may not even fit on one page of the screen. Has this person’s life been as thin as a piece of paper since he was a child? !
They may wail in dismay, feeling that their goals will not be met.
Or you may be surprised and disappointed, like a touted idol who collapsed, feeling that O'Merington did not have a past that matched his current style.
And a very small number outside of that can glimpse the obscure truth from the records.
Fortunately, among such a small number of people, there seems to be no members of the journalist community.
Ormer would not have to face reports of being a troublemaker.
Of course, he has actually made some preparations for this, both in terms of law and information control.
It is so easy to open the box and check the ingredients these days, so naturally there will be some countermeasures that only shine in these days.
It's just that the preparation procedures are troublesome, and many ordinary people think that they don't need similar business and don't understand it.
But as a trainer, these are things that can be reminded by chat room group announcements.
But to be honest, that reminder was to address the public opinion needs that Ma Niang often encounters after becoming famous.
And it's like the trainer uses this method earlier than the horse girl...
It’s quite rare, that’s all I can say.
I just thought that this kind of thing that had not happened yet was ultimately meaningless. Omo, whose thoughts had already reached several mountains, thought that he was not qualified to sigh at the wonder of Miss Nauman's thoughts, so he just looked at the "Kanyu Xue" in his hand again. Feeling dizzy, he put it down, stood up and stretched a little.
"Want to take a look there? Trainer Linton." A human scientific researcher who stayed at the camp with Omer handed over a cup of steaming black slurry.
"Thank you." Omer reached out and took it, looking down at the dark liquid in the cup.
It's a bit surprising, but it doesn't seem to be surprising.
After all, these geological researchers were traveling all the way, and their luggage preparations were extremely concise.
Looking at this camp with many objects, it is not difficult to guess that they have prepared storage devices for manipulating space.
Since we have prepared this kind of thing, it probably doesn't matter if there is a coffee machine mixed in with it.
"How does it feel?"
When he took a sip, the man immediately asked, then shook his head and said:
"There are quite a few coffee lovers in the team, but they are just good drinkers. They are not very picky, and they are really unfamiliar with the coffee beans in Tom Yam District."
"It's okay, I don't know much about this either," Omo smiled, glanced at the empty space where the researcher saw nothing, and then continued, "But the beans in Dehong District are probably fine. The coffee venues in Tomyam District are mainly concentrated in Dehong, Ding'an, Maoming, Yunnan-Guizhou and Nantou districts."
"I haven't even heard of any of these place names. Doesn't that mean I don't understand much?" The researcher sighed, "Trainer Linton is quite Dongyan in this aspect, but he is rather Bodhisattva in terms of examples. German District.”
"You misunderstood. In fact, the black-haired horse lady in the projection in the distance is the one who really understands coffee. If you get to know her, you will find that your understanding of coffee is still far behind."
"The one who said I wanted to bring a moka pot with me when I went hiking is the lady from Manchester Tea House."
"You remember it well."
"I am responsible for sorting out the return trip data, and I have two chips in my brain to assist." The man pulled a chair not far away and sat on the side. "The cafe lady who knows coffee also knows about volcanic geology. What?"
"No, she and Bourbon are only interested in Lord Renlong and are assisting the Tatoko I brought with me to investigate."
"Then those three companions?" The man looked at the three official helpers standing in the distance not far from the captain, posing as guards, and being serious and vigilant.
It seems that the three people under Omer are experts in negative energy research, and they are much better than the three helpers who can only stand not far away and not close to the lake.
At such a young age, he is able to communicate with the captain and the others on an equal footing. He must be a genius in this field.
As a result, Trainer Linton said: "Strictly speaking, the two people guarding the other side are not even apprentices."
"But they are familiar enough with Tachyon, so it's no problem to help with some remote operations." Omer took a sip of coffee, and when he noticed that the eyes moved to the back of his hand, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, " Mr. Tash, can you pour a cup of coffee into the lake later?”
"?" The man turned his head immediately after hearing this, "Will the captain say this? And why would you do such a thing?"
"The order of your questions makes it sound like I do this kind of thing a lot."
"The captain said that we should seriously consider the suggestions of various private helpers, especially the specially invited consultants, uh..." He turned around and glanced at the giant beast that was still probing the lake pretending to be a water monster, "Don't you Do you want to give that giant beast a taste of coffee?"
"Indeed."
"Is that cup too little?" the man asked, suddenly eager to try, "How about I grind all the remaining coffee beans? I can probably save a bucket."
"...No, I don't expect Him to understand the advantages of coffee. After all, in the final analysis..."
"I'm just average."
"It should mean that there are too many impurities in the lake water. You have to have some confidence in yourself. Mr. Tash, your coffee making skills are enough to surpass the two big names in my friend list."
At least it's the standard that ordinary people should have, and it's not bad if paired with good quality coffee beans.
"Isn't it the first time for those two to make coffee?"
"On the contrary, they all have a lot of experience."
"Oh? That's really exciting."
"Right?" Omo said, raising his hand and patting him on the back, "You have to have confidence in yourself. After all, sorting out information on the return trip is also a very important job. I can see that Miss Nauman is very impressed by your ability. It’s trust.”
"It's a pleasure to communicate with you, but I still don't quite understand why the lake water needs to be poured in if there are too many impurities?"
"..." After hearing this question, Omo held the coffee cup in both hands and was silent for a moment, then asked, "Mr. Tash, I guess you have been exposed to some interesting but high-threshold video games, and have also seen Some bosses with weird and sensitive temperaments.”
The other party nodded.
"For a boss like that, if you show kindness to him too directly, he will be wary and even reprimand you. But if you treat him calmly, he will feel that you are perfunctory and ignoring him, and he will be even more unhappy with you. "
"And when he suddenly becomes interested in a game that is fun but has a high barrier to entry and wants you to take him to play, what will you do?"
"Uh..." After thinking for a long time, the man tentatively asked, "Try to help him?"
"...Have you ever thought that if he passes the threshold, you will be greeted by cautious and constant invitations, and if he does not pass...then the blame lies with you?"
"..." The man named Tash fell into silence.
"Of course you can try to win favors during playtime to facilitate the workplace."
"But you should also understand that companionship itself does not have such value. In fact, he can find more companionships. You have to do your best to make him admit that you are not a casual choice. I guess you don't Not such a hard-working gambler.”
Omer said, standing up and patting him on the shoulder.
"Simply let him understand the threshold of the game. Avoiding risks for the boss is also part of the subordinate's responsibility. You can say this to him, and he will receive a compliment in the near future."
After that, he walked towards the woods behind the camp, making inexplicable turns as if taking a detour.
But this action brought the pensive opponent back to his senses: "Mr. Linton, where are you going?"
"To add a little knowledge, when the boss has some preconceived misunderstandings about you, you have to pretend not to see the other person's difficulties."
"That's it for now. I hope you can stand with the group of people who investigated earlier."
Omo always boasts about others and can be a bot if necessary. Umastar is the best proof (x
(End of chapter)
