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Chapter 1479 No. 97: Bi Ze 1. Return to Normal
How long does it take for a person to recognize the lies of life?
This question often varies from person to person, and there is no practical conclusion, not only because people's hearts are like their faces, each has its own merits, but also because there are countless lies that can easily weave a web that spreads all around you and makes it impossible for you to detect them, making it even more difficult to have a relatively stable time to crack them.

This is the magic of the word "life".

It makes you subconsciously accustomed to many unreasonable things, makes you accustomed to skipping the sentence "I have read and agreed to the above terms", makes you accustomed to saying "Come to my house when you are free", "I am going to bed, good night", "This is the last game", and then wait for the person who said "I will be there soon", ignore the friend who said "I will just take a look and not buy", and so on, and you often don't realize that you are always deceiving each other.

I didn't read the terms carefully, nor did I really hope that the other party would visit me, nor did I honestly put down the Internet and go to sleep.

Even the so-called final game would be opened again and again due to the imperfect battle situation.

This is not to mention the endless waiting after hearing "it will be here soon", and the sow-like appearance of watching that guy say "just look, don't buy" but secretly flushing the double head.

Of course, you can say that you are not like that, and then use a few or one case to explain your sincerity, ignoring the lies you told at other times because of the mentality of "everyone is always like this, so I am normal too."

At this moment, you also become a lie that others encounter in their lives.

Humans are social animals, and the more social we are, the more chances we have to encounter lies woven by others.

Ordinary lies have a high risk of being discovered, but those that are packaged with the word "life" seem particularly down-to-earth and ordinary, which is different.

They exist in a way that is very small and without any malicious intent, so that even after you see through them, you have the chance to fall for them again, and you are completely powerless to even talk about recognizing the lies.

Of course, thick-skinned people can always talk big.

Unlike Omer, after seeing through the lies that the two security bureaus had spread to the executors, he frankly admitted that he had been too idealistic at the beginning. When he actually got the executor's internal law enforcement records, he was immediately disenchanted.

Thick-skinned people will just be like David, shouting that they will never be cheated by that prosthetics company again, and then when the new functional parts are available for purchase, you will be able to see the 'XX recently purchased' logo through the shopping website's friend system.

That is more fatal than the pre-order reminder. At least for pre-order, it is hard to say whether the person will make the additional payment when the time comes, but the records he sees are often full payment, as if the person on the other side is a wealthy man.

This is Dongyan slang, referring to rich people. Omar likes it recently and thinks it is less aggressive than "Kaizi" but sharper than "Rich Man".

But leaving aside his word preference, it’s good to know that David has probably restrained himself a lot recently.

Omar hasn't seen his name on the list of recommended prostheses on shopping websites for two months. It is not ruled out that he has found a secret market on the dark web that will not synchronize his online shopping records with his private friends.

There was no time to confirm the truth, and regrettably, Bize's name began to appear one after another.

At this point someone might ask:

Isn't that guy a flesh-and-blood guy? Why would he buy prosthetic parts?
People who ask this kind of question probably forgot that Bize has a bionic girlfriend, and she’s a maid.

As a maid model that is more than just an XP hobby, Miss Zhuohua does have a lot to do, and she does pursue functionality.

Her master is very casual and mainly pursues a sexual function.

"What should I say? Can you please not order sex toys from Penguin Logistics? Uh..."

Looking at the silent customer, Omar turned his head and looked at the recipient information on the shipment.

"Mr. Geta, the ultimate perfect one?"

Although it's hard to bear, this is indeed the name on the delivery label.

"...I...I just placed an order to encrypt the transportation channel," the senior high school student who raised his hand and was hesitant to ask for the express delivery said madly, "I didn't know that Penguin Logistics would be responsible for it!"

"You won't be able to receive the specific content of the goods, right? No way? This is an encrypted transport that the courier himself doesn't know about, right?"

As if thinking of some terrible possibility, the man even raised his hands to smooth his hair: "Who is responsible for the distribution? Will it be Croissant? Or Mostima? Or De——"

"Don't make me repeat myself," interrupted Omar.

“Texas!”

Because of the repetition, he was able to swallow the impolite player nickname of "German Dog" more quickly. Bize immediately completed the relatively formal address, and then scratched his head again: "It can't be her? She found out it was me and handed it over to you?"

"I'm afraid not. Even I can't imagine you are Geta. You might as well say you are a dinosaur man."

"That's too much, brother."

"Is it not too much to ask your brother to deliver your love prosthetic body to you?"

Finally, he no longer held the other person's restless hands, and Omar handed the drawer-sized cardboard box to the other person's eagerly welcoming hands.

"Don't worry, people don't know about your operation of the paper pieces you liked. I took it over only because I noticed the purchase reminder on the shopping website."

"what?"

"And I also know which types of mail Penguin Logistics' encrypted transportation channels focus on."

"Uh…"

"The last step is to screen the delivery address..." Seeing that he was speechless, Omer simply finished his words:
“With AI assistance, you only need to type in the address and wait five seconds for the result.”

"And coincidentally, I happened to owe Chena a few invitations to work together."

"What kind of dating express?" Bi Ze's instinct to complain helped him get out of his daze. "Won't the emperor point fingers at this kind of office romance?"

"It doesn't affect work efficiency. I delivered the goods. Remember to give a five-star rating. Thank you. Please select Texas directly when registering with the courier."

"Don't you have Linton?" Bi Ze quickly activated his phone and took a look. He was immediately surprised, "You still have to hand in your performance?"

"Linton is just a temporary worker. No matter how he is evaluated, he will not be promoted to a regular employee, and there will be no bonus," Omar shrugged. "That's the petty mind of that penguin."

"What a small stomach!" Thinking about the digestive tract of the penguin, Bize didn't know whether Omer's words were a joke or not.

While receiving and evaluating the goods swiftly, the alien raised his head and glanced at the man who seemed not to expect further evaluation from him. He was a little embarrassed and put away his little thought of "Did Omar get hurt by Rudolph?"

"Done, are you in a hurry to reunite with uh, Texas?"

"No rush. Lappland is following us on the road. Now is probably the time for them to spend time together. I can pick up the stupid dog later."

"It's hard to tell who your girlfriend is after hearing what you said," said Bizer, who turned around and looked for a paper cutter at the entrance. "But it's rare to have a date like this with Texas, so is it okay if it takes up your time?"

"It sounds like you thought Chyna and I would break up soon."

"That's not what I meant. I mean, uh... um..." Bize turned his head furtively and glanced at the living room. He raised the paper box in his hand that had just been sealed and lowered his voice very low. "Uniform play and the like, don't you like that? This kind of working hours that the boss doesn't mind is a perfect environment."

“I can’t say there isn’t one, but there’s no need for it either.”

"?"

"Isn't there a projection function? Have you never tried it?"

"Ah? Is it possible?!"

Bi Ze understood, so he was greatly shocked, and then he heard his brother say calmly:
"There are also dream servers. You can rent a private one and prepare for reality. You can have everything in your dream."

“Being prepared for reality is… oh… oh——!!”

"Can you comprehend things so quickly in class?"

"I'm in class too! Omar sensei! Please guide me!" Bize clasped his fists, and then he forgot to speak in a low voice, making Omar unsure about how much meaning his whispering had.

"Of course, as long as you don't tell anyone about your master if you get into trouble in the future."

"Six, I always find it hard to believe that you are a German, I mean, a German. By the way, come in and sit down first?"

"And you always emphasize to me that you are a time traveler, making me sure that it's the right thing to come here this time," Omar followed him to the living room, "but please put your express delivery away first."

"What do you mean?" Bize, who had just run two steps, turned back and heard the man's subtext that he had something else to do, "Didn't you take those Uma Musume cards?"

"I've only bought cards of the Lady, Durandal, and Cesario recently. They're not in your imaginary enemies, right?"

One is very popular, and the other two just had a public interview and haven't debuted yet. The only reason Bize collected their cards was because the trend of the time-travel channel coincided with the peak period of the secondary creation of those three in "Uma Musume".

"Although I want to see what's written, that's not my main purpose. I want to ask you what you think about the combination of Uma Musume and Kaiju Force?"

"If you want to talk about the combination of Uma Musume and Monster Musume, I might understand it better."

"I think Miss Maid should come and clean your brain."

"Bize!"

As Omar finished his words, a heroic voice came with a mop.

"Calm down! Zhuohua, calm down! Omar was just joking, you didn't understand!"

"Even if you understand it, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop." The demon said faintly as he looked at the stalemate between the two men.

"Don't cause trouble!"

Mr. Bi also became tough when it came to tonight's bedroom rights, but his friend also cooperated. After the "woman" sounded, he was silent for two seconds, and then raised his eyes from the observation table:
"It's not a big waste of time. Do you have time to accompany me?"

"What?"

It can be seen that the aliens are highly offensive and defensive in terms of aliens. They can jump around the topic at will, but they are not good at dealing with the sudden jumps of their friends.

Although they are not good at it, when it comes to being easy to talk to brothers, the two of them are not much different.

So forty minutes later, Bize would stand in front of the entrance of a Umamusume Kaiju fan exhibition, stroking his chin, looking far away for more than ten seconds, and then he would speak out his soul again:
"What?"