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Chapter 846 NO.217: The most tiring episode

For the sake of convenience, people often define, label, and categorize the things they come into contact with, even among members of the same race.

Omer Linton has a friend named Lapland Saluzzo, who is very fond of the sentence structure "You and I are the same kind". However, although she has only said such sentence structure to a few people, But he has never been recognized by the other party.

Unilateral recognition is a kind of sadness, but the blood pressure raising operation of the person involved often makes people unable to sympathize with it, and Omer Linton never supports such behavior.

People are complex and multi-faceted. The moment you label them, you lose the objectivity in looking at them.

But he also had to admit that labels can at least stick to one side without making mistakes.

Just like this moment, he had to admit that he was probably the same type of person as Miss Junchuan.

In terms of 'increasing work content', he has easily caught up with his predecessors who have countless more years of work experience than him.

He had no honor in doing so.

I just feel a great sadness.

Especially when he was finally ready to leave this dark spaceship with only lights as the light source... he found that it was indeed time for the street lights to turn on.

At this moment, he felt a little emo.

This is rare.

Omer Linton, who has shouldered the burden of life since childhood, took care of his studies, interests, and even supported others for more than ten years, has always been a writer of iron will, synonymous with coldness and ruthlessness (crossed out), the number of emo in his life There are only a handful of people who, even late at night, would not post something that would make me rush to delete it the next day.

——There is a kind of anthropomorphic beauty.

But at the age of 19, his emo frequency began to increase, as if he was beginning to pay off his debt.

From childhood to adolescence, the calmness and calmness that surpassed most of his peers all came back in youth.

At this moment, a clear realization came to his mind: life was finally dealing with this fast little snake like him.jpg
They even wanted to make him look like a cat - referring to Mefilas's big metallic cat ears.

Looking at the bad gentleman reflected in the mirror of the sink, even if Omo tried to grin, his face that merged with metal and crystal structure did not change at all.

This is Alien Mefilas.

A small card seals the information of an entire living body. Although it is not completely complete, even the memory is retained, but its way of existence, the use of its abilities, and even the racial instinct are also present.

As long as you are willing to immerse yourself deeply, you can transform it into the life it represents.

But the human spirit is often fragile.

Just as countless cyber transformations themselves also need to take into account spiritual supplements, the human spirit is so 'delicate' that it may become unbalanced if the body changes its appearance. If the material changes, it will lack reality and even become fragile and gradually deteriorate.

Whether it is technological transformation or source energy sublimation, we must face this hurdle in the spirit and soul.

This problem of different paths leading to the same goal also includes the path to strengthening monster cards.

There is no doubt that the method that truly corresponds to the universal knowledge of becoming stronger - one that has slight or even no side effects and does not pay attention to adaptability is obviously the path of Ultraman.

The monster cards that are almost the opposite of them are evil in the deviant sense. From the beginning of the creation of this technology, it was not prepared for humans.

It's not even for ordinary space people - the original monster cards were meant to seal monsters instead of using them.

The first beings who used monster cards were aliens with dark hearts.

But among this group of users, the one who masters the power of monsters most brilliantly is undoubtedly the holder of the Dark Circle.

The power released by the extraction of the Dark Circle is only available to the most evil beings in the universe.

There is no such thing as mental deterioration, nor does it matter whether one is a human being or not.

The endless darkness in the heart is favored by the dark circle, and being favored by the dark circle itself will also strengthen that darkness and easily accommodate any monster card.

Of course, without the Dark Circle, you can still annihilate enemy forces.

You may not be evil, but in that case you will suffer more than the evil ones, because your refusal to sink means a kind of confrontation.

In the confrontation, you have to face the question of 'whether you are Mefilas'.

You have to know that you are not Mephilas, this is just a leather sheath, not grown into your flesh, even if you have a similar side to him.

'Don't get stuck. '

This was Kaminaga Shinji, or Lipia's warning when he threw him over his shoulder.

Unlike the Fusion Beast, which combines several foreign objects and has a strange control feeling like driving a giant robot, the incarnation of a single monster card is the most dangerous, regardless of each other.

Different civilizations, different instincts, and even completely different life forms. Every time such a huge cross-domain is carried out, it is a challenge to the soul.

Faced with that great discomfort, Homais clearly did not stagger.

He accepted it almost completely, easily showing off his flawless posture.It can even easily deceive the Mephilas people from another world, gain their trust, and obtain fragmented information about the hangar where Gilbalis is located.

But that's why he deserves Lipia's warning.

I will also stay in front of the mirror at this moment for a long time.

When he looked at himself in the mirror, it was like staring into an abyss. In complete darkness, he couldn't even tell the difference between what he looked like and what was inside.

But at this moment, a familiar voice of greeting came from behind him, and at the same time, there was a feeling of rejection that was far more profound than the voice.

It can make the abyss start to stir, as if it has hit another intolerable abyss.

"You haven't gone to rest yet? Mephilas."

"We are about to leave, Your Excellency, Alliance Leader." Turning back, with an invisible smile on his face, the gentle-spoken Mephilas star couldn't see the slightest bit of fatigue and confusion. The pins and needles feeling that became more and more obvious every second also gave him no time to be confused.

Every second he was face to face with the other party reminded him of Omer Linton's thoughts during the conversation with Miss Schweizer two days ago: 'What if money and power are not important?The goal that ordinary resources cannot pursue, this perspective can correspond to the well-known dangerous elements in space...'.

"That's it. As expected of someone who just joined, he is really dedicated." The Hippolyte man, who seemed to be very pleased, responded with the same smile.

However, because the inhuman faces of both of them are difficult to express, if viewed from a human perspective, this scene would probably only be as creepy as the uncanny valley.

"You're joking, you're just nervous."

"Oh? There's nothing to be nervous about."

"I have just arrived and will take over the job of war supervisor tomorrow. I can't help but want to get familiar with the headquarters first."

"Oh, you said it very proudly at the beginning, but will you still be nervous in the end?"

"With far more than 66 billion biological weapons to rely on, even I can't hide my high expectations."

"Haha, then look forward to it. I'm also looking forward to your performance tomorrow ~ Mefilas."

"Stay tuned, Your Excellency, Alliance Leader, then it's time for me to take my leave."

"Good~"

In the midst of this joyful laughter, the expressionless Mephilas star walked away, while the equally expressionless Hippolyte star watched as he walked away and gradually turned into a decomposed block.

After he completely disappeared, he asked to himself:
"He is suitable? What a surprise. I thought only Ultraman Geed and Ultraman Zero would be suitable..."

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10 minutes later, Linton Office in Jiemen District.

Omo, who appeared in the living room with Akane who still had a greeting gesture, fell to the sofa in the next second, and he was so confused that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Eh? Why did you fall down, little snake!?"

He said words that seemed to be concerned, but in fact he followed the same example and fell towards the sofa. Although he did not hit Omo, it hit him very close, almost making him tremble subconsciously.

Little snake...?Ah...it's me...

"I want to sleep." Omo, who was lying on his side on the sofa, was almost captured by the softness of the sofa, and his voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep.

However, the pink-haired JK, who was also lying on his side, approached his face as if he didn't want him to sleep. He looked at his sleeping face from a distance that could almost touch the tips of noses, and breathed out like a blue: "But you haven't followed him yet. Let me talk about today’s actions...".

"I've been looking forward to it all day..."

"But my... energy for today's... activities has been exhausted. If you have any questions... please call the teahouse... and then... transfer the call to Sunday Serenity..."

"Eh? Huh?!" Shinjou Akane, who had just warmed up her noodles due to the hot air, immediately forgot to be shy after hearing these words, but she did not forget to lower her voice.

"At least tell me the conclusion."

"For example, what might happen on the day of Orihime-chan's match?"

"Monster."

"...This answer is too perfunctory, who doesn't know!" As soon as his voice rose, Omo frowned slightly, and Qian whispered again, "...who doesn't know that those aliens who bind monsters can't , it can’t just be monsters, right?”

"Look at...the website..."

"website?"

"Voting... website... event... introduction..."

As he spoke, his voice dropped completely and there was no movement.

(End of this chapter)