Although there is a stagnant atmosphere that can turn the activity room into a psychological clinic, the work of the psychologist is not so easy to start.
Yes, Omer actually doesn't dislike the work of a psychiatrist.
Just like when he was active as Umastar on Umastagram, most of his speech was spent on 1V1 troubled online.
Of course, Omo's motivations were different at that time.
For Omer Linton, who was in adolescence at the same time, the troubles shared by people of the same age or even older people were unique and of great research value.
It is not only observation material, but also a kind of life experience filling.
At that time, even the words he used to enlighten others might have been borrowed from the chats of other 'patients', emphasizing the distortion.
Precisely for this reason, the listening process itself is equivalent to filling 'ammunition'.
Every sentence that sounds clear and personal, as if it were personal experience, is actually a dismantling and understanding of the experience of another group of people from a 'third-party perspective', filling his knowledge.
It's just that for most people, it's not easy to digest other people's perceptions.
Most people in the world have just seen it. Only when they actually experience it will they think of the accumulation of the past - maybe they didn't even think of it at the time, but they only remembered it when they reviewed it afterwards.
Omo is not exempt from the common denominator, but he is better because he has accumulated enough.
——As long as you listen to too much talk, it will be difficult for you to ignore it. To put it in a better way: when the same topic is mentioned frequently by more than one person, as if it can be engraved into DNA, you It's hard to forget.
Just like the most recited poem in elementary school, you can still remember it even in middle age.
That poem was indeed written by someone else, but it has also become an unforgettable part of you.
And this is why Umastar can be called an AIbot.
Omer's behavior pattern back then was indeed almost the same as that of AI. The record of his speeches when he was active as Umastar was like an AI accumulating raw data - cultivating and learning step by step based on the materials stuffed in it, and it became more mature and more mature. Perfect way to respond.
But today's Omer Linton has not become a complete AI. He even shows some "flaws" that were not in the past because he has become more "human".
The so-called shortcoming mentioned here is inefficiency.
Things you shouldn't do, things you shouldn't say, people you shouldn't see... If he was to look at what he did this year two years ago, young Omo would definitely be able to point out the many 'flaws' of young Omo. I feel that those behaviors and decisions need to be improved, and I feel that he is too risky and irrational now.
All I can say is that people change.
But the core of this change is still the same driving force as before.
Even the little Omo of the past could not deny that he had so many channels of observation. There was no need to be so focused on Umastagram. He also could not deny that he could cultivate so many hobbies. The price-performance ratio of tokusatsu toys and plastic models was nothing at all. Easy to talk about.
Even studying hard in order to gain access to knowledge related to time travelers, and trying to thanklessly 'climb over the wall' to sneak into the time traveler forums, this is also a very inefficient way to contact people - it is a bit impatient, and it is obvious that I will grow up normally and reach university. Will definitely come into contact.
And after all this, in the end, don’t you still like to watch Jockey Girl? Don’t you just like monsters and heroes, but also new things and possibilities in other worlds?
No matter how maturely he behaves, no matter how he gives people a temperament image that doesn't match his appearance, he is still the same on the inside, which will make Onino Yomi directly conclude that the other person is the same person as the protagonist of the story she told.
Not human either.
He appears to be gentle and approachable, but is actually wrapped in an astonishing obsession.
Usually his voice is silent, but if he is given a chance to release - he may put aside for him everything he originally owned or even insisted on.
Think rationally, handle things efficiently, and never be sloppy?
As long as the location touched by that obsession reaches, he will easily abandon the others, just like at this moment——
——Even with your toes, you can guess that "the most exciting time is spent on the screen." He has no personality to dismantle the necessary troubles of young people, even if he can no longer get any unique and rare templates from the other party.
He is also still willing to listen.
Listening to the troubles of a young hero, I am also willing to listen to the troubles of another horse racing girl who, as his former training partner, once only felt like myself in the past struggling period.
As usual, he was still obsessed with his own world, but now, he had met someone who could step into that world.
The only problem is that usually two narrators, each with their own troubles, are not speaking to the same listener at the same time.
Even the most unscrupulous psychiatrist would not consider putting multiple patients in a room and letting them talk about their problems. Even Prince Shotoku, who can listen to ten people's words, must consider whether those ten people are willing to talk.
And for people who live too independently, their worries often linger in their hearts.
Unfortunately, Orihime and Riku Asakura are both such people.
Even if the latter gives people the impression of being cheerful and talkative, that is actually the embodiment of the threshold.
Just like a well-behaved and sensible child is not without worries, but you can hardly see her expression of worries. The more sunny and cheerful a person appears, the harder it is for you to touch the dark mud that he covers.
The mud does not necessarily originate from him, but it must be deeply involved with him.
And the former...the former needs no introduction.
The stars only want to show you the twinkling starlight, but will not talk to you about the night that sets off the light.
At this moment, he was sandwiched between these two people, feeling the heavy clouds of sadness on both sides, and then looking at the 'youth' fighting the storm in the distance, he couldn't help but feel the differences in the world, and finally -
——After thinking again and again, he decided to take out the upside-down sky bow.
"Mr. Asakura." He said, with the gentleness of joking in his spare time.
"I got some information here that Miss Mi Yu is at leisure," he moved his fingers in the air, and then the framed screen appeared in the eyes of the two pairs of people who heard the sound, "Don't you think about taking action? "
"Linton-san?"
Asakura Riku's eyes were a little surprised. His slightly excellent eyesight had already seen the ID communication content on the light screen: "Training, combining work and rest, and then training".
Although I don’t know that it is Miura Bourbon’s account ID, the content does mention Miura’s movements.
For a moment, he was touched that Lin Dunsang silently helped him confirm the condition of the rice bath, but he hesitated to the other party's inquiry and did not answer.
Admire Orihime and her sister, who were not aware of the situation here, saw the silence here, but they tilted their heads in confusion quite synchronized, neither of them had the intention to speak rashly, so in the activity room, which became quieter at this time, , leaving only Omer’s second inquiry:
"Or is it that you, who have clearly praised Mr. Stewart so much, are not in the mood or state to pay attention to Miss Mi Yu's training now?"
"This..." Asakura Lu's eyes dodge a little, and he also glanced in the direction of the sisters.
"There is no one to avoid here." Homao shook his head.
"If you have a problem, you must solve it. Staying silent will only become a hidden danger later. If you can't figure it out on your own, talking to others is an effective option."
Saying the words that were meant for more than just one person, Omo took off the glasses he had put on since returning to school. Looking at the familiar dark red and black, he stared at the person who was not very used to looking at him. Asakura Riku.
This wasn't the first time Asakura Riku saw the other person's changed eyes, but it was the first time he faced such a gaze.
The gaze was so sharp that it made him feel a little panicked. The other person's gaze seemed to be able to see through him completely.
From the bottom of my eyes to my heart.
And how far behind a twenty-two-year-old Ultra warrior like him is compared to a piece of blank paper? The most intense and colorful stroke, the core stroke is exactly what is hidden in the heart——
"Your father, Ultraman Belial..." The man deliberately used the formulaic title sequence of 'Ultraman Belial' instead of the usual Ultraman XXX, making him look like a spaceman talking about the Emperor of the Galaxy Empire.
The man said the name easily, and saw the twitch of his cheek muscles in his eyes. His expression did not change, still so soft and calm.
"It is indeed possible for him to be reborn, right? And... in a powerful form that makes you worry that it could endanger all of this."
The first day the junk laptop survived
(End of chapter)
