"Just the two of us, it doesn't matter?"
"I don't think Mr. Asakura has time to pay attention to this right now. In other words, even if he is concerned about his father's experiences, he will probably be distracted..."
When the small storage device was connected to the terminal entity that was rarely taken out, a red light appeared in Omo's eyes for a moment.
The inorganic coldness comes from the appearance of Galatron's synchronic completion, but what is more eye-catching is undoubtedly the illusory outline that appears for a moment on top of his head.
The fleeting five silver dragon horns still leave a deep impression on people. It is proof that the starting power has been increased to more than 60%, which is enough to compress the transcoding reading that takes more than ten minutes into a split second.
"What do you think?"
The monster user who entered working mode did not waste any time. When he looked back at Zero, a holographic projection-like image of the building passageway was already playing around him.
"..." Xeroben was still paying attention to the familiar outline on the other side's head. Hearing this, he immediately turned his head and looked at Geed in the distance.
The latter was sitting next to the petite girl.
That focused look that was obviously talking about something made Zero look back with a bit of helplessness on his face: "Ah, that's true. That kid can't take care of this for the time being. He's still far from it."
"There are always things that have to be done first," Omo also glanced at Asakura Riku in the distance, and turned back, "And even in my opinion, pulling out a person who is stuck in the mud in front of you is indeed better than Obtaining ethereal intelligence is a higher priority.”
Sero didn't deny that the little girl did need help, but he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard the last sentence.
"You are in charge of the main investigation. It's not okay to be so pessimistic."
"I'm just stating the facts." Looking at the surrounding people who moved back in his field of vision, Omo's response was still plain. "Now that I have used several layers of contacts in different fields, the only one who has shown actual gains is my proposal to investigate midway. The goal--"
He raised his hands and showed the room that had been 'transformed' into a passage by the projection.
"This makes me doubt the authenticity of the news."
Various 'human beings' began to appear in the AR simulation screen. They all stayed at their respective posts and looked at the two people, or the producers of the video.
The gaze did not show any malice, but when the buttons floating beside the image were touched, their respective weird and ferocious faces appeared.
It was a group of cosmic people that even Omer didn't recognize completely, but it made Zero marvel: "I didn't expect there to be so many old faces. This place reminds me of the guys from AIB."
AIB, the full name is Aliens Investigation Bureau/Alien Investigation Bureau.
It sounds like an organization from Earth, but in fact the main members are a group of cosmic beings whose purpose is to regain the order of the universe.
This is a cosmic organization that does not refuse people from Earth to join, but because it operates in secret, few people from Earth have access to it.
The organizational picture brought about by this operating model is indeed no different from the current scene.
It’s just that the positioning of AIB is obviously to benchmark the defense teams of other universes - although it has changed from an official organization to a secret service department, from a member of the Earth to a team mainly composed of people from the universe, it is actually maintaining order and cooperating with the other universes. Beria fights.
Of course, they are friendly units of Zero and Geed.
But that's not the case with this group of guys right now.
"It seems that we are regarded as passers-by," the white hair on the side of the field of view greeted, Lapland's restlessness was also shown in the video, "I said Texas, why don't you say something? We look like anchors now, just with that so-and-so, that mouse..."
"…Kada," Chelenina's cold voice was presented in two-channel mode, "you should pay more attention."
"That guy is indeed thriving here, but he can't be of much use."
"I think having a good relationship will always help," Mostema's voice came from the other side, breaking into the field of view as the main perspective shifted: "This world is relatively peaceful, and people are very friendly. Lose contact less.”
"So that connection is more valuable than Terra."
"Your words sound like praise, Mostema."
"That just shows Miss Croissant's vision." The blue-haired and black-horned fallen angel smiled.
"It's so narcissistic to praise yourself in such a different way."
"Just seeking truth from facts, did you two pay attention to the 'locals' you saw along the way?"
The conversation was divided into two parts. The girl in the video was chatting, and Zero outside the video was also sighing: "This girl talks a lot like you, Linton."
"My pleasure."
Omo, whose eyes were still scanning the area within his field of vision, was tapping the screenshot button at a high frequency.
Using the console floating at hand, I would also zoom in and focus on the corners from time to time - those are all trademarks and names.
Similar records also exist in a small number of photos in the information. It can be seen that Chelenina also had the same plan, but she did not have enough room to complete it.
She mentioned that the building itself had no signature and no registered company. It sounded like an illegal organization, but the residents and 'employees' inside had many characteristics that could be investigated.
Of course, it does not rule out that it is a means to confuse the public and pretend to be normal.
But that doesn't stop it either.
Because even if it is really confusing, this method is not clever.
These selections will still leave traces of the selector in a sense. As long as there is enough data for comparison, some logical chains can still be drawn.
This is exactly what Omer is doing. Compared with the 'proof of illegal enterprise' that Lapland hopes for, he gives priority to tracing the location, internal structure of the building, and the data that can be found by the respective members. The organizations and units associated with these guys.
In the past, Galatron was able to use special sonar to investigate the earth's information, and the next day it was enough to come to the conclusion of 'cleansing the world' - regardless of whether this conclusion was extreme or not, the efficiency of the information collection was just right. It's an exaggeration.
It is true that Omer is not Galatron. His body and brain are not as good as pure technological crystallization, so he cannot really fully exert his analytical power, and the amount of network information on this planet is. It is far from comparable to the universe and earth where Hong Kai stayed.
But if you just extract big data to trace and summarize the identities of a building and the nearly a hundred people seen in that field of view...
He paused his finger to adjust the progress bar, and Omo suddenly took half a step back. Under Sero's surprised gaze, there was heat rising from his forehead, rising between his black hair and the arc of the moon - as if the CPU case had been dry-burned. .
"Hello? Are you okay?" Although there are indeed two mechanical life forms among his familiar companions, this is the first time that Zero has seen such a scene.
And this scene happened to be shown from an undoubted carbon-based life form.
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"It's okay." He raised his hand to support his forehead, and then looked at the hot red palm. The powerful man waved his hand in silence, "It's normal. I've also found out something concerning."
"What is it, a demon fragment?"
"There are indeed demon fragments, but there is only one, and it is even with an alien from space who looks like a clerk."
"It's also a clue...what else?" Zero immediately planned to take action, but then remembered the quantifier that Omer had just used.
"A dead man, a dead man you know very well," Homais said without any pretense, "Dark Gona, at least that's what it looks like from the outside."
"How is it possible?! That guy has long been eliminated by the Mirror Knight."
"The possibility of being of the same race cannot be ruled out. Njigona should be more than one descendant of him, but..."
Omer swiped his finger, and the shrunken light screen suddenly switched to the face with sharp angles dotted with red light in the dark.
"I'm not very good at distinguishing the appearance differences among these aliens, can you?"
"...I think it's him."
Looking at the figure standing with a human man in the photo, Zero's tone was uncertain.
It's more like I can't believe it than I can't recognize it.
"Whether it is or not, I'm afraid we have to pick up the three helpers." After patting him on the shoulder, Omo turned around.
But instead of walking out the door, he glanced around and immediately locked on the floor-to-ceiling window not far away.
Prajna's ghost face appeared on the other side of the window in the unclear reflection.
【Alien Mazarus/Mazarus Star】
While Zero was still wary of paying attention to the window, he had already grabbed the other person's wrist.
"Let's go."
After that, he took the other person into the mirror.
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