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Chapter 1521 No.138: She said it's not important
At the same time, Linton Office.

During the rare holidays, someone is busy outside, a pink-haired girl simply plays games at home, and a wolf girl goes on a paid holiday reading and writing trip with a small team.

Instead, a newborn killer whale was lying on the sofa, hugging a Q-version devil pillow and rubbing it in silence - this was her usual appearance when Omar was not around.

In the beginning, he would go back to Rhodes Island for a while to chat and play with friends including Ghost Shark, or to communicate remotely about the living conditions in Haisi. Later, he spent more and more time in the office.

Either he would be carried away when Omer came back, or Qian, Chena, Ling and the like would come over to show concern and directly call him away, pull him away, or carry him away, or he would just continue to sit, lie down or stand there - looking more and more like a decoration in the hall.

When she doesn't speak, other people in the office start to get used to ignoring her existence when interacting with her. Even clients who come to the office for help will exclaim that the simulation robot in your office is so beautiful and ask if she would like to share its appearance code.

Of course, there were no guests visiting at the moment. There were only two female members of the action team, apart from the technical assistants: Akane Shinjo and Hayako Airi.

"Raccoon, is it going to be ten minutes?"

The huge dark green snake tail swayed gently, making some room for its owner to sit on the sofa, which did not allow for customization of external organs such as the tail.

For a moment, the concave feeling on the sofa surface made Ishamara, who was lying on the sofa at the back, raise her head slightly to look at the feathered serpent sitting at her feet.

As they were evenly matched in weight, she mostly looked at the other person's coat and exoskeleton, which looked heavy no matter how hard she looked. The latter noticed the brief eye contact but didn't care.

As for the brown-haired woman sitting opposite, who had a similar plump figure but could not make the sofa look as good as the one opposite, she looked at

"Yes, Sister Haiya, there are three seconds left until ten minutes have passed. Is the director's badge still dark?"

"You listen to him so much? When you're working, you call him director? Just call him by his name."

"Sister Haiya, you love to go against him too much... Omar has a high tolerance for you..."

As she said this, she subconsciously glanced at Ishamara who was lying on the sofa opposite and playing with her mobile phone. Even though she looked calm and composed, her face and eyes were still reflected by the light from the mobile phone screen, which seemed to be set to too bright, so she still felt a little hesitant.

How to describe this subtlety?
Talking about the other person in front of his girlfriend shouldn't be a big deal, and there's nothing to be ashamed of, but some thoughts in my mind made me feel awkward, so the conversation ended without any result. Instead, Hol Haiya asked casually, "Is it different for you?"

This calmness and boldness, that initiative and enthusiasm, were always things she had longed for. She thought that if she was really older, she would be older, but the gap in actual experience was obviously the other way around.

He couldn't quite understand why Sister Haiya was so happy when he called her sister, even though he was clearly the one who got the greater advantage. But no matter what, she did learn a lot of knowledge from her beyond the field of food exploration.

I even often get the same feeling from him as when I was with Omar - he seems to know everything, and the more I get to know him, the more I can understand his omniscience and his calmness...

—Except for each other.

"I'm not sure... I never know what he thinks," He said, and subconsciously glanced at Ishamara, "The same goes for the operation three days ago... Why is he so busy and unwilling to give us some opportunities to perform?"

"I know I'm still inexperienced and might make some mistakes, but Sister Haiya won't, will she?"

"You also know that it is precisely because of this that he did not give me a chance, fearing that I would increase his share of the remuneration."

"Our director already owes me two dates. The longer you delay, the higher the price will be."

"..."

"貉, don't you want to be like me? I think you should try to make such a request. After all, with your expenses, the current salary and bonus are more than enough, right? In your situation, you can even receive a time travel subsidy from the Two Worlds Security Bureau."

Some things and some roads are meant to be walked alone; other people will be in the way.

However, if it was a little sister like He who looked very courageous but was actually following behind carefully and learning, Holhaiya would welcome her very much, especially since she was very obedient and kept a low profile because of her low self-esteem.

Just like a child.

If she had not traveled through time, if she had not met Omer Linton, Holhaiya would have reached the end of her life at this age. She would have to find a male to leave offspring and inherit the cruel rituals and pursuits of the Quetzalcoatl.

Today, she has realized the long-cherished wish of her tribe, and her life span has been extended through improved life expectancy through local medicine. Naturally, she no longer feels any sense of urgency, but the sense of disappointment of achieving the ultimate goal too quickly and too smoothly still makes her have some uneasy dreams.

When I wake up in a trance, I will wonder where I am and what time it is. I will remember what I was like before, and whether I am a baby who is almost demented and will not regain consciousness until I am about ten years old as my physical condition becomes worse and worse.

Or maybe there was no child at all... The cruel operation did not guarantee a success rate, and it was common in the tribe for babies with poor physical conditions or bad luck to die on the spot.

But no matter what, now that she has fulfilled her long-cherished wish, she no longer insists on that cruel tradition. If she really has a child in the future, she will pass the card to the child. As for whether the child can use it... that depends on the results of the education by then.

Just as He felt, Holhaiya's decades of implementation of the Quetzalcoatl way and pursuit of excellence in everything have indeed made her powerful and knowledgeable, but...she is full of intrigues and has relatively no experience in education from scratch.

But she was not worried because she was practicing with this little sister who said she was over 5,000 years old but was as innocent and timid as a child in many ways.

She was indeed giving advice with sincerity, earnest guidance, patience and gentleness, but this was a long process and there was no need to rush.

The one who should be anxious right now should be Lord Rainbow Snake, who had sent a message to them nine minutes ago, as if to compensate them for what happened a few days ago. He only asked them to pay attention to the member status display function of the office system.

If the dark state remains for ten minutes, try to make contact. If you are unable to make contact, contact Ling and come directly to the Gulanjinel Theater.

"It's just this hour, and it's just a small job like this to contact a few people. Your Excellency really pays attention to micro-control. What are you doing? Do you have Miss Ling's contact information?"

"Uh, oh... the director sent me a number. Didn't Sister Haiya receive it?"

"Eh? No, is that Ling's number? It starts with 241?"

Although Holhaiya had chatted with most of the girls around Omer, Ling was her blank area.

In her impression, the other party always missed her by coincidence, and when they started talking, they would often have other things to talk about after just a few words. This coincidental alienation from which she could not see any real ill feelings also made her feel extremely difficult, and she could not expect to gain his favor in a short period of time.

Naturally, I don’t have the other party’s mobile phone number.

But even so...

"241 should be the beginning of a relatively recent number. Have you opened a new phone number?"

"I don't know. Let me call first."

As He spoke, he pressed the key to dial the number, then picked up the phone and listened for a few seconds.

"Ah, it works."

"Is that Ling?" Holhaiya asked. Perhaps he should remember the number.

"No, it was a guy with a buzzing voice..." He listened for another two seconds, then moved his phone away to look at her. "He said his name was the King of Beasts. We have something else to do, so we can talk later. Now... He has hung up now."

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The two question marks looked at each other in bewilderment until the teleportation array in the corner of the office suddenly activated and lit up, accompanied by the prompt sound of the office system in every room, allowing the two people, as well as Isamara who was half lying down and listened to the whole process, to slightly prop up their upper bodies, and with amazing core strength, stick out half of their heads to look at the spring limited edition coat and police hat Shi Huaiya who suddenly ran out.

"Is Omar here?" She ran a few steps after she appeared, as confident as if she were the owner of the place, "Are you the only three?"

"If you want to find him, I can stop by, but maybe you could share what happened?"

Hearing this, she said simply: "The number of threatening emails in his account mailbox has increased sharply, and most of them are from cult members. Do you have any clues?"

"Cultist?"

He was a little confused, but Holhaiya just narrowed his eyes.

"Why do you know the status of his account email?"

"That's not important. Are you going to look for Omer?"

Shi Huaiya acted bossy and slapped the table.

"Hurry, it's urgent!"