Facts have proven that human circumstances can be as capricious as human hearts.
Not long ago, a certain demon once lamented how slow time was and how long a week was. But when he came back to his senses now, he saw that the number on the upper right corner of the screen was 15:18.
It's three o'clock in the afternoon.
When he carried the storage device filled with data, not even 1kb left behind, which was the essence of backpack management for Resident Evil series players, he stood in front of the portal of Tianmen City...
It's a bit like a world away.
Especially the scene in front of me is not something I am used to.
Flying and floating vehicles everywhere, countless passengers and pedestrians of various appearances, as well as the projections, magic circles and runes that accompany the vehicles are intertwined, forming a series of heavy-looking luggage conveyor belts.
It is also a gathering point for time travellers. The painting style of Tianmen City has always been at two extremes with that of Jiemen District. No matter which one you adapt to, it will be difficult to adapt to the other - unless you are like the pink-haired girl who has A unique heart that walks between extremes.
Appearing like the gate of heaven, hiding in the gate of the world, she can live a good life no matter where she is, but what determines where she stays is obviously her heart.
"Little snake, little snake, who are we waiting for? Obusan?"
She came back from a long queue in the distance, carrying two drinks. After handing Omer a drink in a bright yellow plastic cup with the Mocha character on it, she drank her own milk tea with a straw.
It was her idea to go out to buy a drink, but it was Omer's insistence to stand and wait in front of the conspicuous building called the portal.
"No, the wandering sun has another destination, and the ring that guides him is always impatient."
"That broken circle is really good at controlling others." Qian bit the straw and struggled with the pearls in the traditional milk tea.
Omo also opened the lid of his cup and said calmly: "Indeed, but it is also a kind of romance."
"Eh? What's so romantic about this."
"The circle itself is a symbol of connection. What is released is not only the task, but also the intersection with people and things."
"It seems to make sense, the little snake really talks about these things very clearly." Qian chewed the starch ball and looked around and said.
Omo just took a sip of the drink and then covered it with an expressionless expression.
"They are all opinions borrowed from others."
"I think the little snake has always understood these things~" Qian said, turning her head, bowing slightly and looking up at Omo, "It's like the gift you prepared for me when I first came to Jiemen District. ', you still remember, right?"
"A battle between monsters."
Omo naturally remembered that at that time, he, Penguin Logistics and everyone from Rhode Island were dueling with the merchants in the statue exhibition hall, and that day was also the day when Akane came to the Jiemen District.
He then informed Akane, who was still Kailifu, to remember to go to the foreign entrance to connect to the Internet.
A luxurious 'monster' event, presented to friends who are tired of traveling and traveling with monsters.
"Then today, you brought me to the Kingdom of Light office again..." the girl said, sliding through the pages of photos on the phone screen with one hand.
In that category, the monsters on the screen were photographed and mixed with the newly added Ultraman and monster information photos, showing a different meaning.
"If this is not intentional, I can only say that you are quite talented, little snake."
The posture seen from diagonally upward cannot help but remind Omer of another gray-haired girl, but compared to the pure playfulness and cuteness of the latter, the more mature former is more charming and seductive.
Especially her voice was always lazy and frivolous, always exuding a dangerous charm.
This kind of Akane Shinjo has her own unique attraction, but if you think that her distance is so close, as if she is within reach... Omo sighed and opened the cup in his hand again:
"Then you responded to my strange drink of honey mixed with mocha?"
So the alluring phantom was gone, replaced by the familiar cuteness: "Hey, didn't I see this unique taste specially prepared for little snakes in that store~!"
"I doubt whether the audience for this thing can really support its classification." After sniffing the scent, which was far more chaotic than sweet and greasy, Omer put the lid on the cup again, "I won't mention it anymore, let's go back to the beginning. Question, about who we are waiting for..."
He was silent for a moment, glanced at the light screen on the side, and then turned back: "Two colleagues from Penguin Logistics are also in Tianmen City, and they will arrive soon."
"Is that the stewardess?" Qian looked around and asked, "They actually knew you were coming to Tianmen City?"
"The answer to this question may be just like how you know her." Omer said quietly, holding the cup.
"...Uh, I don't know anything." Akane held up the milk tea again, sipping the straw with an innocent look on her face.
He had hardly told Akane Shinjo about his colleagues at Penguin Logistics, not because he wanted to hide it, but because he hadn't been asked.
The devil is not keen on sharing everything he has experienced, even though he always answers questions-except for the series of subtle experiences that happened at home in Texas.
But for a long time after that, there was no change in his greetings and exchanges with Chelenina. Even working for her a few days ago - moving the moka pot in the tea room from her luggage, it was nothing. Something special happens.
Everyone seemed to have forgotten that experience - it would be better to say that they had nothing in common. The way Omer struggled out of the other party's arms was perfect, and he was confident that he would not alarm anyone.
There shouldn't be any common embarrassment. Looking back on Texas's calmness when he spoke out, one can easily conclude that only his own mentality is unbalanced.
That's not really a problem.
Whether it is adjusting his mentality or acting as if nothing happened, he is good at it, and it is not difficult to smooth out even small disturbances.
Just wait for those colleagues who make fun of you to get bored of the teasing.
It doesn't take long to wait.
Just like the fictitious and slanderous scandal was suppressed and swept to the corner, it would naturally fade out of everyone's sight - in the past few days, even Lemule, who has the most casual temperament, has no longer Making jokes about Linton and Texas, Omer fully believed that those turmoils had been smoothed over by time.
And when he saw the stewardess in the Penguin Logistics chat room taking the initiative to @him and warmly greeting her that since she came to Tianmen City, she should do her best to be a landlord, Omo thought briefly and agreed.
It just so happened that he was indeed a little curious about this person. After all, she was the only one of the core members of Penguin Logistics stationed in Tianmen City, and she was also active as a well-known artist in the fields of pop music, classical music, and opera.
Of course, when the second part of her invitation mentioned that "Texas happens to be here", Omo couldn't help but be a little surprised.
In surprise, he flipped through Penguin Logistics' daily work report and got confirmation.
Penguin Logistics has many long-distance transportation tasks, but they are basically within the scope of the earth.
There are only a few ultra-long-distance transportation missions as far away as Tianmen City. Not only the Rhode Island Pharmaceutical Company has a branch in Tianmen City, but they also have to travel just for work needs.
But for such a commission, Mostima is usually responsible for almost all of it, and it is rare for 'others' to intervene, let alone Chelenina.
At least this is the first time he has seen her since he joined the company.
But when one considers that these two have not seen each other for a long time, it is only natural that they meet during the holidays... even though Chelenina also took over a transportation task.
To be honest, for a transport staff, taking on just one mission means a vacation, unless she also encounters some incident during the mission that consumes a lot of time——
——This is not uncommon for Penguin Logistics employees, but it does not mean that it is always the case.
At least now, the two people have indeed reunited.
To be honest, when meeting old friends, as a new acquaintance, I am probably not suitable to participate, just like Omo who also refused the Chinese Valentine's Day festival held by those little girls.
Not all good things require your own participation. The moon is neither suitable to stand on the same stage as the blazing sun, nor to compete with the stars.
Although we do not advocate the civilization of 'reading the air', the need to observe people's emotions is a must for any civilization in any land.
The moon wheel, which always reflects the light of others, is even more profound.
But occasionally, there will be people who don't care about the glow of stars and want to pay homage to the pale moonlight.
In this case...
It doesn’t hurt to meet.
Rushing to Tianmen City, spending a few hours finishing work and then immediately going back to lie down on the sofa - it is somewhat of a waste of expensive tickets to Tianmen City.
With this in mind, he tapped the light screen to ask for feedback. After getting a reply saying 'It's coming soon' and a location, he calculated in his mind the approximate time it would take to reach this distance.
Then he continued to chat with Akane, and was teased by the other party. The other party even deliberately made a milk tea support method that was outdated but still showed the advantage of curves to strengthen his words, trying to weld his unfocused gaze.
She succeeded, at least for two seconds, earning Omo a silent response: "What are you doing?"
But she didn't have time to connect the last part, so she grabbed the cup and raised her head: "Little snake, have you made an appointment with someone else?"
"There's no such arrangement..." Omer followed her gaze and turned his head, too stunned to finish the word 'arrangement'.
"Hey! You two are traveling here too!"
"What a coincidence, Trainer O... Linton."
Although they had deliberately changed their clothes and even applied a little makeup, their brown hair and pair of horse ears were still eye-catching, not to mention that some people's hair was still three-color combination, and their steps had a natural majesty.
The unique aura and fashionable beauty combined with the private server style that was not in line with the rumors were enough to attract too many eyes and call out her name in whispers.
Rudolph symbol.
Then, those people belatedly realized the identity of the woman in sunglasses next to her.
Representative Qianming.
What a chance encounter, isn't it?
The title continuation of Chapter 57 is inherited.
Although some people are very attentive, they only estimate the distance of the track and then think about the escape. But the real professionals will take into account the track's 'weather', 'distance', 'humidity', 'feet' Quality' for choosing running strategy (x
(End of chapter)
