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Chapter 307 NO.70: He is good at grasping information
The pastor named Cames Johns was not bad at all.

The visit contact from the Purification Department not only didn't take too long, it was completely eager to ask him if he was free tomorrow and if he could come that night.

This is also vigorous and resolute.

But Omer has no objection.

After all, it was such a commission that wasn't dangerous, so it had to be handled as quickly as possible.

He's been busy this month, with a mid-month monster exhibit and a long-term deal with Rudolph Symbol.

However, there is no obvious reward for these two, but the potential benefits are higher.

However, the potential benefits are long-term and cannot solve the urgent need.

In order to gain the current sense of peace of mind, he reckoned that he would have to take on such small commissions to earn extra money.

Or pay more attention to Penguin Logistics.

It is true that most Digimon only care about whether the food is meat or vegetables, or fruit and minerals, and don't care about the data that makes up their food itself, but spellcasters who try to analyze the data itself to obtain permissions will indeed have some problems. Some pieces of data are well thought out.

bang bang...

The secret telegram sent by the emperor has been received, and the message symbolized by Yuechi is sent in three stages, and the one he has received is the first stage. After a brief glance, he raised his hand and tapped the terminal screen with his knuckles.

It might be better to say that the Witch Beast is actually quite busy. It is the same kind as Eri Tachyon. It is doing magic (coding) studies and magic (data) experiments on weekdays.

Regardless of the latter or the former, it can just add some content to the firm's resume, and it is also convenient for the firm's rating to improve.

From the light screen of the terminal to the computer screen, all it takes is a little magic to open two doors—and the pop-up window that Omer clicks to allow.

And she should continue her tour of famous mountains and great rivers.

"Do I have to answer you?"

I thought so, but after briefly reading the string of information, Omer changed hands and sent it to cb.

"You'd better be able to send it."

This is the so-called permission pass.

Why do you say alien words?

Well, fixed time.

It's not very eye-catching information at first glance, but it can add a choice to that person-you can investigate it casually.

It doesn't make sense, that attitude can already explain the answer, and Omer has already listed and ruled out the "possible areas where the witch beast and the Yuechi symbol conflict" in his mind.

Omer is very busy here, and the digital world where the Witch Beast lives is not idle.

He couldn't even wait for ten days.

That is to be asked by myself on purpose and then choked on myself?

"Walk slowly, don't send."

But he really didn't expect the Witch Beast to leave so simply.

The witch beast nodded: "Then I'm leaving."

Although there is indeed some confrontation between Omer and the Witch Beast, it is obviously on a psychological level. As far as the moment is concerned, it should be regarded as a happy cooperation... Probably.

Split an entire folder into several documents, and the pop-up window in the lower right corner also proves that the database has been filled with new data. The efficiency of Witch Beast is very high, but the result is given in 5 minutes.

It would be all right to meet Zofia last week, and Lucia this week, and maybe Koyanskaya next week—it’s not surprising at all!For that Mr. Cb.

It's odd that a witch beast would be put off by something like this.

But there will also be the current emergency situation where she needs to sort out this set of data first.

However, Omer also clearly promised to take Bize to the monster exhibition in the middle of the month. Now it seems...

"Of course not, we are equals."

Of course, breaking in by force is another matter.

A sudden knock on the door made Omer take off his earphones.

It's not just the guys from Purification Kona who are very efficient, but also the symbol of Rudolph.

Omer surfs the Internet in his free time, and at the same time runs the crawler software. He picks up any interesting information he sees, and the information he receives from other 'informants' will be thrown to the witch at a fixed time point. Beast handling.

During this time, Omer had just glanced at the dead silence of the "Hall of Returning to the Source" like a class group, and then flipped through the news on Line.

Omer didn't feel that the relationship between the other party and himself had suddenly become so much closer.

The topic will also turn to the power confrontation between software firewalls and Digimon.

"It looks like I'm interrupting something." Omer said softly, only because of the other party's undisguised displeasure.

It was like knocking on the door, but what responded to the sound was not some electronic vampire who had been stationed for a long time and could be called the host, but a witch with a somewhat displeased face.

"It's interesting, I'm relieved."

"You have a conflict with him?"

To say hello?

In the establishment of the database that Omer simply and directly referred to as the 'database', the Witch Beast was only responsible for data screening and classification, but even if she was not a professional intelligence worker, she would not be ignorant of the passed data.

The edge runner's office is thriving, much better than Omer's.

It is also based on this point that the witch beast is quite suitable for this job.

Because Bi Ze also sent a similar message not long ago.

Digimon also cannot run around at will under the normal operation of computer protection software, unless the computer user clicks to allow.

It is not only to let the other party develop a stable working state, but also to facilitate the witch beast to make time arrangements.

It's as if I have a lot of time... Omo sighed inwardly, and looked at the message on the computer screen again.

So the other party is just to create this kind of thinking?
A Digimon degenerated into a dead house, a human entrepreneur, the intersection of the two...

The emperor wanted to distribute Yue Chi's symbolic information in three parts, and this was the first part. It is not surprising that there is no evidence that can directly prove that he violated the law.

If there is really nothing wrong, why wait for yourself to speak before leaving?

The sorting and sorting of some data is a race against time. Knowing it a little bit in advance may change the entire plan.

Looking back from the chat box, Omer looked at the witch who was still on the table and didn't leave immediately.

Then the other party's hoarse voice came from the earphone:
"Wait until I read the information you want to process before making a judgment."

Although Omer understands very well, he obviously will not 'let go' of the other party because of this.

It seems that he can't bear the boredom of pondering about the wand, and hopes that Omer will take him to have fun.

There are local data in the digital world, and there are data that Omer threw to her, which come from the ever-changing data of the human network environment with their own codes.

The anger of this person two days ago seemed to be fake, Omer's apology was sent over, but it was overshadowed by the other party in a joking tone, and then it was like this now, like a normal person, sending some alien words.

I think the commission of God's blessing music class probably fits the two people's definition of fun, but Omer still thinks he should play games.

That's really not good, Omer has not yet mastered the ability to come and go freely in the digital world like a beast trainer.

There is a feeling of being sent to work overtime by the boss on WeChat outside of working hours, and I will naturally look unhappy.

As for the rating of the mercenary itself, you still have to prepare for the exam.

I also saw Qianming asking him if he had anything new and interesting.

I can see that it is because David has been busy recently and has no time to play with him.

"Come in."

"Master, it's time." Bourbon pushed open the door and stuck out half of his head.

Indeed, Omer glanced at the time on the computer, and it was [-]:[-] in the morning, which was the time to go to the God's blessing class for appointments and review.

"...then let's go." He replied, raised his hand and quickly typed a few words on the light screen of the terminal.

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(End of this chapter)