[Junchuan Reins: Trainer Linton, where are you? I need you to complete the sign-in for the second trial, and the third trial is about to start】
————Omer Linton applies to you for coordinate sharing——————
[Omer Linton: Wait a moment, I’ll be with you soon]
"Eh?"
Just as I had time to open the 'coordinate sharing', I saw Junchuan's reins, which were 1,227 kilometers away from each other. Both ears under the secretary's hat were almost raised.
For a moment, I thought there was an error in the positioning of the terminal.
After all, her terminal equipment specially prepared for office work has not been updated in two years.
As a pure Easterner, if she wasn't responsible and attentive to her work, she would probably only be able to use her mobile phone and wouldn't be able to write in foreign fonts like secretarial fonts, which are quite troublesome to practice.
But even after achieving this step - she was not diligent in replacing equipment.
This has nothing to do with the habits of Jidong people. It's just that she has a boss who spends money "casually" and frequently stimulates her. As a result, she, who is a part-time financial manager, is particularly conservative in her spending style.
Even in the field of cosmetics, where women often prefer cosmetics when choosing cosmetics, they will consider cost-effectiveness and calculate every expenditure in detail.
However, he was quite generous when the students faced financial difficulties - this contrast in style can be quite similar to the Shi Huaiya in the audience not far away.
But if there were no accidents, these two people would probably never meet each other.
Even if a humanoid creature that can be called an accident has arrived in an instant——
"Thank you for your waiting, Miss Junchuan. Did you complete the sign-in at your place?"
"Uh..." Junchuan Rein blinked, unable to adapt to the tall armor that suddenly appeared in front of him and brought a shadow, and subconsciously took a half step back, "Trainer Linton?"
"It's me, I'm sorry, were you scared?"
"It's a little bit...but compared to this, the position just now..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw the majestic iron face leaning slightly towards him: "Work is more important, isn't it? Where can I sign in? Do I still need to sign?"
You're right, work is more important... When Junchuan Rein thought that there would be many people to find on his own, he quickly picked up the terminal in his hand and drew out a sound identification interface: "Just say "sign in" to it, Voiceprint recognition, simultaneous positioning, no need to sign in.”
"It's not difficult to synthesize voices now. The sign-in system is a lot perfunctory."
"...No trainers will synthesize voices to avoid signing in..."
"Is it really not possible?"
"...I'm sorry to excuse you for a moment, Trainer Linton. I need to check on Trainer Jinlang's condition first."
"Good luck to you," Homais said, breaking up in a diamond shape starting from his feet.
This scene also made Junchuan Rein react: "Wait a minute, Trainer Linton, what happened to the positioning distance just now?"
Looking at the obvious transmission characteristics of the other party, she began to realize that it did not seem to be a malfunction, but the other party did not stop the process after hearing this. He just tilted his head in confusion before disappearing:
"Didn't I answer you?"
——Work is more important——
In front of Tianchi in Changbai Mountain, the armored guard who stood and was locked by the golden eyes was asked by the scientific expedition leader who came from a distance:
"...Mr. Linton, how is Mr. Renlong's condition?"
"Sir?" The surprised Tie Mian turned to Ren Long. When the silver light and golden pupils met, it was the former's 'despicable' chip that opened and closed.
So under the silver light that almost condensed into two beams, even the eyes of the gods couldn't help but look sideways, showing the power of the Tachyon (crossed out) Demon.
"This is really a kind name." Omer turned around after closing the chip, and there was already a card between his fingers.
The title that looks so big that the font size needs to be reduced is undoubtedly that of a certain Earth Emperor monster.
Only with this card in hand can we temporarily establish contact with Renlong.
As for why it is tentative...
After all, it comes from the authority and strength of the other party, but when the host wants to cut off the link, the slave can only receive some vague fragments of the radio waves no matter how hard it tries.
At this time, you need to ask a Nordic druid to talk to animals (x).
Calling Kobayashi Riki to be the translator is also an option, but Omer feels that Renlong, as the incarnation of the dignified earth line, is also a monster, but at least he has some divinity, so he will not be as repulsive as a pure beast. communicate.
Just like before, he was so restless that the cards were jumping around in the card box, but now he is quiet enough and just insists on the staring game of "whoever looks away first loses".
God-sama can probably be shameless.
Even if he looks away, he still looks like he has not lost, which is in line with his status as an emperor of ground monsters.
In a sense, he did not lose. After all, there were eight heads behind his main head, and the posture they looked at together was quite awkward. He needed Omer to turn on the "Light Power Ray" to sweep across them.
All the reliable teams and the team of guards who replaced the previous three guards were speechless.
The leader of the group is outstanding in her own way - Miss Adele showed amazing receptiveness and was not too focused on Mr. Linton's 'maverick', seeming to ignore the normal conversation.
"After all, Mr. Renlong is also Dolly's friend."
"So what did Mr. Dolly say about Lord Renlong...ah, it's okay, it's not important."
When he noticed that the other party's expression became subtle, he realized that the evaluation was not very positive, and Omo turned to say: "It is the abnormal negative energy reading that makes Lord Renlong feel restless and disturbed. Tianchi...I agree with that inference more and more."
"Human intervention is already obvious, right? Mr. Guinea Pig, is it still necessary to insist on other possibilities?"
Instead of watching the school trials of the same class with the rest of the class, the three of them stayed together in the activity room tinkering with experimental equipment. The leader, Ari Tatoko, was already leisurely holding a cup of black tea.
Repeatedly calculating data is something that the on-site personnel can do. Unless he questions that conjecture, Tako is too lazy to do the repetitive work that is not controversial.
Why not make yourself a cup of tea, open the window, and look at the stadium in the distance.
There was also ventilation to take away the smell of coffee in the room - the teahouse also made a cup of coffee for herself and Bourbon.
He even asked the trainer if he wanted to have a drink too.
This proposal is too attractive, especially for a person who can travel long distances by teleportation.
But it has to be said that it is easy to get hungry after repeated ultra-long distance teleportation several times. After weighing the difference between thirst and hunger, Omer chose to stay where he was.
Let’s wait until the next round of signing in.
You can also have a cup of coffee when you return to the training ground.
"This is not what a researcher should say. As long as there are some other possibilities, it is necessary to continue verification, right?"
"That's right, Mr. Omer. The third round of test values have come out. Come and take a look."
"Okay, Miss Ceria..." Omo just answered the words, and then fell silent for a moment while looking at the light screen where the other party was, "Please forgive me for being presumptuous, have you three been invaded in the laboratory?"
"?" These words made Helmer, who was immersed in typing on the keyboard, raise his head with doubts in his eyes.
Mulseth showed a helpless smile, but Ceria immediately looked back and grabbed the half-protruded body.
It was a little girl with blond hair and orange eyes, with dark horns on her head. He could recognize it at a glance as another girl he had seen in the forum information. She had a different appearance from the one in the memory of the other world.
"Ifrit, I told you not to sneak into the laboratory."
"But Hemo also said that the job this time is very easy, and I can come and see her!"
"I said it." Faced with Ceria's questioning look, Hemo admitted frankly.
"Oh, it's not a top-secret work project in the first place. Evefu just sneaked up so you didn't notice. Why let everyone see the joke? Ceria, let go of Evefu." Muir Seth was also there. smooth things over.
"If you trust me enough, you won't be wary, and you don't need to care about it, Miss Ceria."
"Hey! You are good at talking! Big guy!" The little blond girl was overjoyed. It was probably rare to see a stranger who could speak for her.
"This is just armor, Miss Ifrit."
"Oh! Is it the same kind as Sister Mudyan?"
Unexpectedly, he would suddenly hear the codename of the girl he had not contacted since the God Blessing Music Class cooperation. Omo was stunned for a moment: "...Indeed."
"Then will you take off your helmet?"
"It would have been possible at other times, but not today."
"Why?"
"Ahem, don't we want to see the data?" A certain instigator interrupted the conversation, "Why are you so chattering?"
"You're right." He didn't intend to expose Omer who was responsible for the weird behavior, so he continued following the topic, "Actually, I have already read the information just now. What I want to say is that it is time to consider calling the police, Luo Everyone in Tokushima.”
"Eh?" Adele was stunned at first.
And she was obviously not the only one who was stunned. Even the people behind the screen and the team members behind her who were paying attention to the conversation with their ears pricked up were also stunned by Omer's words.
"The obvious negative energy control fluctuations can be identified by the gentlemen guarding over there. I think some of them will be familiar with this wavelength if they have the help of instruments in their practice."
"The fluctuations that are completely connected to the previous round can even save the fourth or even fifth verification. We are obviously involved in someone else's plan."
"It would be fine if this was just the practitioner's practice plan, but if it was deliberately created to create obstacles..."
"Adele, before you invited us, did you say that this kind of negative energy accumulation is very common?" Ceria suddenly asked.
"Yes, abnormal volcanic fluctuations have been observed from Anmei, Indonesia, Far East to Tomyam and Soviet Russia. According to Mr. Omer's original suggestion, other observation teams stationed at the same time have reported reports of negative energy. Report on the Impact of Intervention.”
"..."
In the silence of the crowd, the woman with silver hair and two horns and orange eyes spoke again, repeating Omo's previous words to the expedition leader:
"It's time to call the police, Adele."
"We will notify the doctor here in Rhode Island. You will negotiate with the local police over there, so be careful."
(End of chapter)
