"Balkan grape, the one who ran GIII not long ago."
"You want to check on her and her trainer, right? OK."
"The point is actually not about Ma Niang and the trainer, but the social circle between these two. Apart from anything else, it is a fact that Balkan Grapes and the Baltans are acting together, and it is also the Baltans who lead the interference outside the game."
"So you're going around here and there, or do you want me to investigate the cosmic people for you?"
"Although the result is like this, the focus is different. You only need to investigate the competition and report it to the URA after gathering the evidence. It can be regarded as an achievement of the symbolist."
"Symbolists don't care about petty profits."
"But I think...creating a fair competition field with your own hands is what all the first-class horse racing ladies want?"
"Is this how you flatter Rudolph?"
"You actually call it flattery. I'm confused about Miss Sirius's evaluation of her childhood sweetheart and herself."
"Tsk, I'm still so good at nagging."
"It's rare. This time we broke through the defense earlier than the previous times."
"Who broke the defense!"
The busy tone accompanying the words was indeed visual proof that the defense had been breached.
Omo, who was holding the receiver, shook his head and closed the retro-looking communicator in front of the counter.
This matter can be said to be a private matter, but it can also be regarded as a business matter. It is not strange to use the official account of the firm. However, what Omer values is the communication content of the official account of the firm, which is managed by the mercenary base station.
As a firm, the encryption level can be improved one level.
Although it cannot be said to be foolproof encryption, it is much better than the average private company encryption service.
The reason why he considered this was not because he was still overly cautious, but because he received text message feedback from the confidential communication AI:
[Your private information records suffered 17 intrusion attempts on September 12th, please be careful.
If you need to upgrade the encryption package level, please press the # key]
Omer: 6.
He didn't press the pound key after all.
After all, in terms of data protection, the main force of his private account is not actually the AI protection of the business hall.
It's a certain Digimon lady who hasn't shown up in a long time.
The Witch Beast would light up his light screen earlier than the AI reply from the business hall, questioning whether he had caused any trouble recently.
On ordinary days, this question would be really difficult to answer.
When you are no longer an unknown little character, not only will there be many stories surrounding you, but there will also be many stories happening out of sight.
Like some well-known racehorse gals, they often have no idea how fans might get into trouble over their little things.
And some big shots don't even know that their careless words will lead to someone repaying their kindness and someone seeking revenge many years later.
But when faced with it, they were still quite confused.
Of course, Omer is not that big a person, but the daily new emails in his mailbox are just as rich and exciting.
He has no doubt that if he is willing, he can find some clues to side quests - but now that he has opened a quest chain, his thoughts will not wander elsewhere.
Therefore, the transmission of the message needs to be further confidential.
He even sent a message to Cero. There was no need to meet in person for the next few days, communication could only be done telepathically.
Although I would prefer Zero to simply change his face, considering the cost of persuasion... remind him to wear a mask.
17 intrusion attempts that day…
Rather than immediately suspecting him, he might have been paying attention to him for a long time.
"Do you need help!"
The short pink hair suddenly poked its head out from the stairs, and it looked more like asking if he wanted to go on an outing.
But he just walked from the corridor to the kitchen, and as he passed the stairs, he knocked the head with his knuckles.
"It hurts!" Fenmao, who felt no pain at this reaction, protested.
"Embrace your last half-day vacation honestly, and don't think about things that require skipping classes." Omer said coldly, walking towards the kitchen without looking back.
Shinjou Akane pulled on her slippers and ran to the kitchen door again: "But the day after the typhoon holiday is a double holiday!"
"You don't even think of any way to make up classes. What kind of school is this?" The young man was picking in front of the refrigerator.
"It's not a Tomyam school. We don't go to school for seven days and get off for three days~" Fenmao waved his hand, then seemed to realize something, and suddenly smiled maliciously, "Ah, was it possible that Little Snake was always there in the past? Make up a lesson?”
"If you have free time, come over and help wash the vegetables."
"After washing the dishes, will you take me with you?"
"I didn't say that," Omer said with a straight face, "You should go back to your room and wait for dinner."
"M~~~!"
The swollen pink-haired head shrank back behind the door little by little.
But before he completely retracted, he heard another voice from the person inside: "By the way, do you want some photos of the previous scene?"
"want!"
The whole head popped out again.
——
[Flashman: Linton-san, are you awake? 】
"..."
The eyes that nodded frequently were condensed for a moment, and when he glanced at the young man in the distance, he caught the concern in the other person's eyes in the moment of looking at each other. Omo couldn't help but push up his glasses, and then transmitted his voice to the other person's heart.
'No, it's just that my brain is overworked. '
? Doesn’t that mean you didn’t sleep well?
Asakura Riku suddenly couldn't understand, and while he was thinking about whether this was a tough talk, he listened to the other person's words.
"In this era, most people will have chips embedded in their brains to quantify their memories into files."
? Asakura Riku was confused again. He was impatient and couldn't understand what this had to do with what the other party just said.
"This is initially to strengthen memory so that all reformers can have a photographic memory and benefit from it for life."
"But also because quantified memories can be extracted, a memory printing technology was born. The images in the memory can not only be printed, but can even be played as videos."
[Flash Man: Could it be that you...? 】
Riku Asakura's eyes widened as he finally realized.
"For real cyber reformers, printing memory images and playing memory images are very common. There is an extra processor and an embedded body to share the calculation, so there is no burden. However, I have only done simple operations such as chip embedding."
Mechanical monster cards can provide computing power, but it is still the body that bears the computing power.
Every time Omo uses Galatron to simulate the computer, he can make himself smoke. In comparison, memory rubbing only makes him sleepier, which is considered a minor problem.
"Brain overload is still a minor problem."
As if to enhance the persuasiveness of his words, Omo picked up a dark purple solution and finished it under Asakura Riku's wide-eyed gaze.
Then I could see that I was a lot more energetic.
Produced by Eri Soko, it's rare to find a work that doesn't make people glow or appear black. However, the color and viscosity are hard to get close to. I'm afraid no one except her trainer can drink it without changing her expression.
"Before Miss Junchuan comes to review you, I will take another five minutes to review the basics taught to you by trainer Stuart."
After hearing this, the young man in the distance immediately lowered his head and started typing on his cell phone.
[The Flash: Only five minutes? 】
"Yeah, in five minutes, I have to go get a client and use deep dive into the system."
Asakura Riku raised his head in confusion again and looked at Omo standing by the school bulletin board from a distance.
"I said, if you don't understand, you can ask. You don't have much time for the interview."
[Flash Man: There shouldn’t be any need to explain this to me, right? 】
"It's necessary, after all, I'm quite skeptical."
[Flashman: Doubt? 】
"I have been running the firm for three months, and this is the first client to use the firm's public contact channel so formally."
[Flashman: Uh...]
The extra update is here, and I have received your enthusiasm, which is even higher than the 35° in Guangzhou.
Take a rest, and then update the code for tomorrow. I will get up at six o'clock tomorrow morning and rush to the car, so I don't have much time to code.
(End of chapter)
