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Chapter 1376 No.282: Ru Meng Ling (4k)

The sense of smell is a kind of perception felt by the senses. It is not only a prerequisite for the realization of pheromone communication in many organisms, but also performs certain warning tasks, and is also widely used in the field of criminal investigation.

In ancient times, criminal investigation departments would specially prepare animals with a keen sense of smell to facilitate on-site investigations, but today the Federation has advanced technological products that can analyze gas composition.

There are also not-so-uncommon sub-humans who can directly demonstrate their advantages in physical abilities.

Omer wasn't sure if there was still room for the little animals to move around, but he did know that Chief Shi Huaiya was a subhuman with some feline traits.

Of course, only part of it.

If there is too much of this part, it will become a furry, and further, it will be a pure beast. As for Beatrix Swire, a demi-human with quite mild traits, Omar could only observe that she inherited the cat's keen hearing (ears) and balance (tail).

As for whether there is a talent bonus in physical strength and power...

Under the premise that there are extraordinary powers that can be cultivated, this kind of information can only be learned through physical examination reports. Omer, who only obtained information through observation in the past, is not sure. He only knows that her power is indeed amazing, which can be seen from the basic archives of Rhodes Island and the earliest records of the Secret Service.

Meteor hammer work photos and so on, just looking at her current small and exquisite high-tech weapons, it is hard to imagine her brutal choice of early weapons.

Of course, if the information was just this, you could still regard it as a supernatural power carrying the burden, but in the basic archives of Rhodes Island that Omer had consulted, it was even clearly recorded that Beatrix was not good at Originium skills at the time.

At this point, even if the meteor hammer has a hollow design and weighs at least 30 pounds, it is hard not to look at her arms that are always covered by the sleeves of her uniform.

In fact, he had seen it at the last dinner.

The temperature at that time was not as low as it is now. Beatrix wore a uniquely designed off-shoulder dress, which was in line with the style of the restaurant. It was both coquettish and solemn, and revealed her warm arms whose muscles were difficult to discern at first glance.

Judging from the contrast in appearance alone, she is no different from Ma Musume.

The Terrans (specifically the ones from Rhodes Island) are probably indeed talented... When I look through the basic archives, I occasionally see some familiar images of Omar appearing among them, and I often think so.

While their bodies have become a little burly due to long-term training and frequent fighting, these girls, who also show amazing strength through high-intensity exercise, always look slim, plump, or petite.

The biggest change is the difference of mermaid figure and vest line, which is pure physical talent.

As for whether the talent covers not only the ears and auditory nerves, but also the olfactory nerves and nasal trigeminal nerve system...

Omer got some references from Chena.

There are enhancements, but not much.

The sense of smell of the Lupo (Chena's race) is far from that of canines, which is 1200 times that of humans. This conclusion can be drawn from the fact that she can tolerate the air quality in the late night battlefield. However, even if she is not that sensitive, she can still smell the residual odor molecules of some of the people Omer had contacted that day, and can identify odors that appear more frequently.

This was still beyond the scope of ordinary people, and was already considered the kind of sub-human that the criminal investigation department was willing to accept.

So, compared to Rupert, how much of the extraordinary sense of smell of cats can Beatrix, a Flint, inherit?

Omer had indeed thought about this question before, and what triggered this thought was a discussion between the two of them about a dismemberment case.

At that time, Beatrix mentioned that the subhumans' sense of smell played a role in breaking the case, and Omar had an analogy in his mind.

It was just that it was hard to describe the running thoughts in his mind, but now he was back on track again, only because of the subtle actions of the person before him.

Although the first reaction points directly to the collapse of the image, Omer's second reaction is to try to remedy it - trying to argue from the working habits of "What Beatrix Found".

Although this is just like what happened when Lipiaya sniffed Hiroko Asami (the operation in New Ultraman), even if the reason is high-sounding, it is difficult to conceal the shrimp head's operation, but it can still save the image of the friend to some extent.

But this was probably just Omar's own extravagant wish. Shu next to him didn't think so.

"Well, that's it." Shu, whose expression seemed calm, just glanced at Beatrix's profile with her eyes closed, and then looked at Omar, who was finally unable to hold back.

"I'm going to go pack my things first."

"Uh……"

As she spoke, she really went to clean up the nearest dishes, leaving the demon who wanted to call her but didn't know where to start. He could only watch her back as she walked away, then turned back and lowered his head.

I always saw Beatrix wearing a hat.

It was either a uniform cap, a sun hat, or a top hat. It was a rare opportunity to look down at the top of that head with long light blond hair and that pair of tiger ears, which was quite novel.

"Ms. Shi Huaiya."

"…Um……"

The vague and deep response did have some of the numbness of a drunk, but who doesn't drink less?

Omar, who was still feeling a little nauseous from the alcohol, took a deep breath in silence, then turned his head away belatedly from the complex smell:
"Do I smell anything?"

"…liquor."

"It's hard not to, what else?"

"You wouldn't do this for no reason, would you? Do you still recognize who I am?"

"..." After hearing this, she raised her head, revealing a face that was already flushed and had a red mark on it.

It looks like the face of a classmate after taking a nap... even the distracted look in his eyes is so similar...

Omar's mind was not numbed by alcohol, but instead became more chaotic. He thought so.

"...Omer..."

"amazing."

She could be said to be right even though she didn't even focus her eyes correctly. Omar had to applaud her at least, provided that she could pull her arms out from under the other person's arms.

"Then can you tell me why you do this?" he asked softly.

"…Why…" The little tiger shook his ears in confusion, and buried his head again, returning to the vague expectation, "Do you need…do you need a reason…?"

"...I still want it." Omer said after a moment of silence.

If you don't want it, it will seem that the reason I just gave you to make up for it is stupid, but anyway...

"Excuse me." He said, and disappeared from the spot. He appeared next to her the next second and supported Beatrix who was about to fall due to loss of balance.

Although he didn't want to make a big deal about it, he had only let Ling handle the situation when the banquet was attacked by Ishamara before, but now that the banquet was over, Ling...

No, I have to find Ling.

Thinking about how tense it would be if both girlfriends were with each other, although Omar didn't think he could easily get involved in the female battlefield, he at least wanted to keep an eye out and understand some of the local situation.

There are some things you can choose not to interfere with, but you have to know that.

Observers cannot accept an incomplete perspective. Omer, who has always followed this concept, is always committed to sharing clear information. This even applies to his emotional life - he will tell Qian about Cherenina's confession, and Ling's explicit statements will be shared by him, Qian and Chernah. In a literal sense, he treats them as his own children, leaving no room for misunderstanding.

Perhaps the only way to balance the relationship between them is to retain some information and room, but that is a test of morality and adds countless variables. The more Omar considers it, the less willing he is to choose this option.

So on the other side of that.

The art of isolating sound and voice was effective because the doors and windows were closed. Ling, who was sitting casually beside the bed, was demonstrating the result of Omer Linton's choice with Qian on the chair and Cherenina leaning against the wall.

Ishamara was there too, but she was sleeping on the bed - this was the bedroom Ling had sent her to before.

Since he was asleep, there was no need to worry about being woken up, so he spoke without holding back his voice, talking about the Umamusume idol who had set his sights on him a long time ago, the Umamusume students who had admired him in the past, and the overly possessive people and temporary contractors who were unwilling to give up their responsibilities.

Apart from these horse girls, there are also twisted believers who mix piety with greed.

There are those ignorant people who have only been together for a short time and still cannot distinguish between affection and love.

There are colleagues who gradually develop feelings for each other during their work collaboration due to the lack of interaction with the opposite sex.

She knew it.

No one knows better than her.

Even though she had only known Omar for a short time in reality and had no right to criticize him, in the dream world, time was the least worth mentioning thing.

She can even be said to be the opposite of a raccoon dog, and she fits the definition of love that grows over time better than Shi Huaiya.

We met by chance, we met again because of curiosity, and we met often because of interest...

Since then, every unexpected encounter has become someone's deliberate plan, and it always makes him forget it when he wakes up, leaving only impressions and habits.

She had thought of leaving it like this.

I am not pursuing a long-term companionship, nor do I care about raising a husband and children. The time and the person in the dream will always belong to me, so it doesn't matter where he is in real life.

But that would be too selfish.

Although people often say that love is selfish, it must also be based on the happiness of the other party, otherwise you are only loving yourself.

Omer's reality is turbulent, and only dreams can relax him.

But everything in the dream is forgotten as soon as one wakes up, which is of no benefit to reality, so Ling has to make changes.

No longer constraining himself, opening up his memory, letting him know, and allowing him to heal - but this premise must be based on the premise that I do not become a source of pressure for him.

So she officially took action.

The idler who always looks at Omer has the ability to see everything around Omer, and he is even more capable of getting to know those people in their dreams. From the boundary of dreams that easily blurs time, he becomes an extremely trusted friend in their dreams.

In this way, Ling got to know their characters, listened to their troubles, and gave them comfort and advice, just as Omer had done to the people around him.

She imitated it perfectly because she had watched him 'demonstrate' it at such a close distance, time and time again.

The process is neither tiring nor boring.

He is very leisurely in reality and even more leisurely in dreams. He can even draw a conclusion from his communication with these girls that "Omer will attract more interesting people."

This allowed her to gradually forget her utilitarianism and seek out these people to "broaden her horizons" and "help solve problems", and she finally made up her mind.

"Draw a sword to cut off the water, the water will flow even faster; drink a cup to dispel sorrow, the sorrow will only be greater. How long do you think these people can wait? Do you think he can achieve his ideal?"

She had drunk too much at the banquet, but no matter how flushed her face was, her voice was still clear and melodious, demonstrating what it meant to be drunk and lie. Qian, who was sitting on the chair diagonally opposite her, had not drunk a drop of wine because her boyfriend was staring at her, and she looked extremely angry.

"You just push them out?! Letting them do that will completely disrupt the balance of Xiaoshe's social circle and make him nervous around everyone!"

In an unnoticed corner, Ishamara turned over silently and muttered to Omar in her sleep.

Whales have a very good sense of hearing and smell, but they become very uncomfortable when they are numb.jpg
"Tension is based on the premise of the unknown. Don't you understand him, Xiao Qian?" There was already some shadow of that man in his words, which made Qian stunned.

It's starting to feel familiar.

"Omar is only nervous about danger and the unknown. His nervousness and anxiety all come from the unknown. He thinks he can understand many things but not us, because he never thought he could get those favors."

"He's surprisingly a little self-deprecating," Texas said flatly.

"A person who was abandoned by his parents and has to rely on his adoptive father for everything will naturally not believe in pure kindness," Ling sighed, "Even the love of his adoptive father took him several years to discover, and several more years to digest."

"Maybe he's not wrong." Texas said, glancing at Qian's unhappy expression.

"He's already broken down once. Even if he can heal himself, it doesn't mean we should continue to suppress the emotions that will explode sooner or later as we did in the past."

"Chena, you wouldn't..." Akane looked suspiciously at this teammate who had long ago seemed to not care about other women's advances towards Omo.

Then he looked at her and nodded calmly:

"I'm sorry, but I think we've been heading in the wrong direction."

"We all know that he has no sense of security. The underlying motivation for him to consider having multiple girlfriends was because he was afraid of losing them. He couldn't stand the destruction of the relationships he already had, so in order to maintain those relationships, he always gave, believing that relationships bound by interests would always be stable."

Texas could totally understand that feeling, albeit from a different perspective, that of a person who is haunted by the past and in extreme restraint.

"That's the problem," Ling spread his hands, "He won't refuse. He's even prepared. And when those people's feelings continue to develop, what do you think the future will be like? In such a future, what will you do? Xiao Qian."

"..."