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Chapter 1185 NO.91: What are we actually talking about when we talk about the Yabo people?

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Everyone who knows him knows that the strange silver bracelet that Omer always hangs on his right wrist is the phantom of a weapon system.

It is essentially an iron coffin, and it is an iron coffin like a Russian matryoshka doll.

It has multiple weapon materials embedded in the linked transforming weapon system. In addition, it is a storage tool with a lot of free space, allowing Omer Linton to still have the right to free his hands after visiting the discount supermarket after get off work every day. .

This is important, bro.

Compared with the number of hands-on operations that are actually infrequent, Omer's daily use of the iron coffin is to hold all kinds of ingredients and daily necessities.

It is indispensable precisely as a storage tool.

Of course, there are occasional exceptions. For example, in the Rhine Game of Life, the coffin used to hold Lapland and so on is a return to the original characteristics of the coffin.

Then today, it has a new category of 'passengers'.

A series of precision instruments that need to be handled with care were stuffed into it by Omo, making it become a cargo box that was far more noble than the truck of a high-end moving company.

The perfect space matching technology, just like a veteran player in the biochemical series, has the potential to be sublimated into some kind of art, but at the moment, it still needs to overcome a small doubt.

"What kind of purchase for 0 yuan? Please allow me to reject this accusation. I am here to protect the crime scene."

"Really? No matter how I look at it, I think you are breaking the law, and so is Maruzen-senpai, right?"

"Hmm... I think brother Omo must have his reasons for what he did, even though he acted a little suspicious."

"...Thank you for your understanding..." Although he wanted to complain about this title, both in terms of age and experience, he was indeed a junior Omo. He couldn't find a reason for not being older or younger, so he could only respond to Maruzenski's words in a neither humble nor condescending manner. This kind of protection.

"You're welcome, but has brother Omo's demonic appearance changed? His voice sounds better, too?"

"It has indeed changed, but the sound must be an illusion."

The still magnetic and hoarse voice, as well as the two-point reverberation-like deep urn, there is nothing wrong with saying it is majestic, but if it sounds good, it can only be said to have some kind of filter.

Only a racing girl with advanced xp can break free from the brief confusion and panic before, and then regain the silence and calmness of the past under the ten points of control that has always been stubborn.

"Want to help?" She looked at the iron coffin held by the devil and estimated that those things should weigh at least eight or nine tons.

"Thank you, but that's not necessary," the demon said calmly. "Not touching them is the best help. This is the most important thing at the moment."

And this statement is still a bit weak for the secretary-general who has no vocal control and whose aesthetics are not so advanced.

"What are you talking about, Trainer Linton."

Despite the call of 'Omo Trainer', Junkawa Reins, who still maintains a general sense of distance in more business-like situations, still maintains a devilish posture even after the transportation is completed, as if he is taking advantage of this to save himself. Omer Linton, who managed his skills without expression, fearlessly issued common sense criticism: "If we want to protect the scene, shouldn't we leave them intact?"

"Only ordinary crime scenes would be like that," said the devil, neither humble nor overbearing, "and you should also be able to see that this case is extraordinary."

"The darkness under the lights within the sight of the three goddesses can be described as a direct provocation, especially since this illegal base is still located under the school building where trouble occurred in the past."

"Normally, when encountering this kind of situation, my recommendation is to call the police, but this time, perhaps solving it privately will be more conducive to the reputation of the Three Goddess and Tressen's law enforcers."

"So what does this have to do with you putting them away?"

I just felt that regardless of whether it was made public or not, it would be better for the crime scene to remain as it was. Junkawa Rein said, and saw the devil's fingertips poking the surface of the coffin.

There were no sparks, but subtle ripples rippled out, showing a certain degree of protection.

The iron coffin with a built-in weapon deformation linkage system, the most common type of magic weapon, has its own alchemical formula to resist electronic interference and complements the technological system to avoid being useless as a weapon with chaotic energy and magnetic fields.

"Miss Junchuan, they are instruments."

"Or to be more precise, they are sophisticated electronic instruments. The information they contain is often not on the surface, but on the inside."

"Ah, I see...I'm sorry, I really didn't think well."

"There is no need to apologize. Instead, I should thank you for your understanding." The demon said, and the white eyes with drifting black flames glanced at Jie, who was listening to the conversation not far away and tilted his head to look at Zero. Virtue.

The latter had just been slapped in the face and pushed back by the former, and stood up again.

Two tall Ultraman stood there with eyes and ears listening in all directions, as if they were ready to deal with the invasion of the shady scene at any time, but at the moment they were still calm, they could only listen to the news from Ultraman and look at Katsuragi over there. Ace performs a one-man show.

"Man Abo, are you doing this just to find me?"

"Ace, you don't need to ask this, right?" "You have to explain it clearly to solve the problem."

"Ace——! I won't let you go——!"

"Ah, I know, Arbor, but why are you the only one here?"

"...It's a bit immoral of you to ask, Ace."

"...I don't mean this, because the resentment of the people of Abo cannot be preserved by just one person..."

Except for the passionate shouts of the Awa people, all the above are based on the words of Katsuragi Ace. This is obviously a very special scene to outsiders.

"Ace——! Ace——! I'm going to kill you!!"

"Look, you've aroused him."

"Uh…"

"...Do you want to use something like a tranquilizer at the soul level?" asked the waiter on the side.

"Won't it hurt him? He doesn't look normal." Ace was worried.

"The spirit of the Yabo people is very tenacious, it doesn't matter." Ace had another opinion.

"But I heard Omo say that this clan will even be assimilated by Sphia..."

"Because he is just tough, it is normal for him to be assimilated."

"Uh...? Is that so?"

"..." Looking at this senior quietly, Tea House remembered the time when he first came into contact with séance.

At that time, the teacher often brought some "evil-possessed" sample volunteers, and occasionally when there was a shortage of volunteers, he would show everyone holographic projections to observe and assist in teaching.

But it would be too rude to think of the senior like this, so she just nodded, said hello, and at the same time, the magic circle in her hand was hovering.

After ensuring that the wraith was actually quieter, the racing girl turned her attention to the trainer in the distance.

At this time, the distance between everyone was not too far, because he was dragging the iron coffin towards the operating table with his steady arms.

"Anything gained?"

He gently put the iron coffin aside and asked Tachyon who was drawing the screen.

Although Gilbalis's system search is convenient, fast and clear at a glance, it is particularly dependent on the keyword selection algorithm.

Even if there are advanced tools, they still need to test the quality of the user. When the parties' ideas are not diverse and comprehensive enough, their performance will not be as effective as human inspection.

but--

"You've moved all the hardware and you're here to ask me what I've gained?" Tako speechlessly rolled her eyes at the trainer who seemed to be mocking him, but the latter was so thick-skinned that she was no match for him.

"Isn't this the biggest framework left for you? Moving those things won't prevent the hard drive records in the console from being retained, so what's the deal? Nothing is gained?"

"It's not like there's nothing at all..." Taiko subtly pulled down the function records of several software that had been stopped, "Look here, the curves of these software are all going downwards, and the corresponding parts of them will accelerate. Brainwave bands.”

"A more radical dream?"

"Yes, this is followed by the stopped diary plan. From here on, it is weakening the sympathetic nerve stimulation. I recently read a book on mental interference, and there is a similar theory in it that can be applied."

"By restricting the sympathetic nerves, it hinders the body's control of tension, thereby reducing the body's performance and causing long-term internal wear and tear on the body?"

"Yes, you've seen it too, Guinea Pig-kun."

"The Nerve Can Talk."

"Yes, wait, you didn't look through my bookshelf, did you?"

"The mistake was that you left the book on my sofa."

"Are you two getting further and further apart..." Ai Zhi, who was listening in, glanced at Bourbon who was silent, and finally decided to speak on his own, "Well... what does the sympathetic nervous system care about... physical weakness?"

"almost."

Tachyon was not happy with the guy who came in to interrupt the conversation, even if he was an ally, and went back to saving files.

"To put it simply, someone wants to weaken the student body of the entire school."

"This period should also be accompanied by a deterioration of the mental state. After all, the body and mind are always closely linked." Omer added thoughtfully.

"I see. Now I'm thinking too far ahead. It's really time to ask the goddesses."

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