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Chapter 853 NO.224 Why is it you!You bad guy!
I have heard a saying on Sunday: Everything is difficult at the beginning.

She agrees with this.

As a member of the URA Association's "Universal Department" Advisory Committee, she, like her other colleagues, is often assigned some inexplicable commissions.

Many commissions have to start without knowing where to start, so she has a very deep understanding of this saying.

He never hesitates to ask for help.

Even if the other party is Representative Qianming, whom she dislikes very much, or even if the other person is Omer Linton, whom she increasingly dislikes, she is still willing to bow her head to solve the problem.

After all, Sunday Black was a name he had earned in the past. As he grew up in the teahouse and even had a trainer, Sunday Serenity was mostly just a member of the Questions and Answers Committee.

Staying in the URA association, which she looked down upon the most in the past, she gradually developed the image of a 'reliable friend' and was waiting for an opportunity to become a 'sister'.

Even though she was originally Tea House's sister.

She is taking a long and safe path that is most acceptable to her, but this long road is not stable all the way.

Because the work of the association itself carries with it the filth of mediocrity.

It will make her, who is already content with mediocrity, experience more mediocrity.

Mediocre bureaucracy, mediocre processing methods, mediocre thinking inertia.

It is very common and does not seem to be mandatory at all. It is something that will appear more or less in everyone's life.

It leaves you short of breath when you need to go further. It makes you choose to compromise when you want to make changes. You hate it so much, but you can't touch its entity.

It transforms into numbness, lurking in every part of your life and your position, and it also makes you gradually feel more and more...impatient with those who are different from you.

Are they tireless?

Don’t they know how to give up?
Don't they...can't understand the words? ?
She actually knew that her dislike of these people was not just because 'someone always used dirty hands and feet to pick up her hidden past'.

I understand that I am no longer fighting against the outside world, but I am constantly fighting against the self that I project from the spiritual world to the outside world.

When acting with Narita Shiruhito and Representative Qianaki, she had to face the eyes of Representative Qianaki who she hated so much more than once, and every time she met those blue eyes, it felt like she was experiencing a question.

Unlike Omer Linton, who is relatively restrained, Qianming represents this guy who has always been keen on meddling in other people's business. When she seems to be restrained, you have to be wary of this guy attacking from other angles.

Sunday Tranquility has indeed known her for a long time, long enough to have gotten used to her "violent remarks" mixed with ordinary words.

Saying something like, 'Do you hate Omo, or do you hate yourself?', that guy could be caught in a casual topic and stab her out suddenly, like a sharp knife, easily troubling her nerves. .

But to be honest, even if Omer Linton inflicts a casual 'real injury', it will still make Sunday Serenity's veins bulge.

So she couldn't come to a conclusion as to which of the two could lower her blood pressure better.

All I can say is that these two guys are quite annoying.

If there is a chance to disappear, it is better not to meet, unless there is a chance to laugh at and retaliate.

So when the information came from Omer, asking her to complete her position as an 'information relay' and convey it to the upper management of the association, she got her wish.

In the newly issued instructions to her, not only were there no representatives from Shiraki Narita and Qianming among her teammates, but even if those two people wanted to show up, she would be responsible for stopping them.

The reason is just as Ari Soko said in the activity room, the association cannot afford the publicity risk of "putting the Triple Crown horse racing girl in danger."

You even have to stop the other party if they intend to get involved.

However, there is currently no such news from either her intelligence network or the association. Although she doesn't know whether she should regret not having the chance to face off with Representative Qianming, she has to admit that after losing those two teammates, she The efficiency of working alone is much lower.

Perhaps the suffix should be added to the saying that everything is difficult at the beginning:

When something is halfway done and you put it down for the time being, it is even more difficult to pick it up again.

She temporarily put down the pace of her investigation during the intelligence exchange with Ormer yesterday, waiting for the next order from the association. But when she did wait, she would have to face unfamiliar intelligence and re-formulate an action plan.

This process was an ordeal, and in the actual actions after this ordeal, she had to face insufficient intelligence details.

What does "insufficient" mean? It means that although she can follow the "weaknesses in the censorship system and firewall operation established by artificial minds" mentioned in the intelligence data, after sneaking into the field through the network, she will have to face Omer. There is no information about the structure of each room in the spaceship, but there is no other more in-depth information.

For example, what is the password for the encryption gate in front of you?

Right now, she was in a confined space where the artificially emitted black fog hindered visual recognition. According to Omo's intelligence, this was a block that he himself could not really enter. Sunday Ningping knew that he could only adapt to the situation by himself. , first consider operating the system in the room to clear out the black fog.

But she was stuck by an electronic lock first.

Although it seems that you can also try to contact other astronaut agents sent by the association for help.

But when you consider the fact that those guys didn't even provide information about the structure of each room in the spacecraft like Omer did at the beginning, it's not difficult to guess that those guys were neither thorough nor meticulous in their work.

Although they are all mercenaries, the quality gap is already obvious...?
It hasn't been a year since that guy temporarily became a mercenary, right?To be honest, out of personal emotions, she didn't really want to praise Omer Linton's abilities.

But if she belittled his ability, it would appear that the cafeteria had also been lowered, so she didn't want to discuss this topic. She just thought about whether she would have a chance to bump into the police agents, and then immersed herself in confronting the door system in front of her. Wire.

She is a horse racing girl from Anmei District. Living in that urban area, especially in urban areas with poor security, hacking skills are a must-have.

Even if you don't commit illegal intrusion, you should still learn to protect yourself. Sunday Serenity also lays the foundation in the beginning. When you get used to the convenience of the soul and body, it becomes even more powerful.

But the encryption system of alien technology from another world is obviously valuable. Sunday Jingjing was stuck here for five or six minutes. The moment he finally opened it...he heard a familiar voice.

"Is it okay to let them go to the ambush location first? Your Excellency, Alliance Leader, although Ultraman Geed's ability to respond to sudden attacks is not good, Ultraman Zero is probably..."

Before the voice finished speaking, even though she had no eyeballs, she could feel her vision clearly sweeping across her. She immediately transformed into the black mist that blended into the environment, leaving Zhou Jingjing to work hard to stabilize her state.

If she were in human form, she would probably have her mouth closed and tense.

"What are these black mists?"

The familiar voice that the guy made when he was showing off, which was completely different from usual, was probably a change of voice made with the help of the power of the so-called 'monster card' itself.

Coupled with the slender and heterogeneous shape, even Zhou Jingjing had to admit that the guy at this moment can indeed give people a natural sense of abnormality, that kind of 'definitely not human' feeling. Even more inorganic than the guy with three tentacles on his head.

But when she looked at the other person's appearance, the V-shaped dark blue transistor on the other person's face suddenly pointed towards her, causing her to turn her head subconsciously, and belatedly realized her recklessness.

Guys who don't know the details through naked eye observation can easily be detected by counter-reconnaissance. After retrieving this information that should have been common knowledge, she no longer directly observed the two guys who entered the room, but instead looked at the black mist. of.

"Your Excellency, Alliance Leader?"

"Ah, I seem to have an illusion."

"illusion?"

"It seems that the door opens just a few tenths of a second faster than the moment I type in the password."

"Perhaps there are flies sneaking in," the guy said words that made Zhou Jingjing hold her breath, and then said words that made her blood pressure rise, "but it's not worth paying attention to, the guy who is still hanging around in the spacecraft at this moment, His sense of clues and intelligence can be described as a disability.”

You'd better not do it on purpose... Sunday Jingjing stared at the black mist in the distance, trying to keep his atomized state as stable as possible.

No matter how eroded by the poison of mediocrity, she will never abandon her old skills, although she is better at destroying things after catching them.

"It's really not worth mentioning, but it's a bit arbitrary to say it's a fly. Mephilas, you know, there have been a lot of problems with the artificial brain in the past two days."

"Is my fellow alien from another world going to be busy again?"

"He's not the only engineer," the Hippolyte star laughed. "The combat power of the Mephilas star is generally considerable, and he would be more effective on the battlefield."

"It is indeed the most efficient choice, but will it cause the previous problems?"

"The previous question... ah, is this black mist?" He reacted and said casually, "It is a confidentiality measure to prevent certain guys from having super powers. It is easy to clean up, that is, this device next to it."

With that, he pulled down the bar outside the quiet gaze of Sunday, and there was the unmistakable sound of blowing wind.

The black fog that originally filled Sunday Serenity's vision quickly thinned out, revealing the bright lights inside, which also made Sunday Serenity subconsciously gather her soul towards the shadowed corner.

——But she was stuck at this step.

It was not because the device used to absorb souls inside the spacecraft noticed her, but her eyes were firmly attracted by the coppery figure in the culture tank.

That's a racehorse girl.

A well-known horse racing girl.

At the same time, she is also the horse racing girl that everyone has become accustomed to. She disappears from time to time. Besides her body, there is also a vague shadow that is also wrapped in the copper effect.

Standing tall and spreading his arms in a protective posture like a hug, Mefilas stole almost all of Mefilas's attention.

He didn't expect to see this person, and at this moment he also had another understanding when he thought about what Hippolyte said, 'Even that guy Yabru doesn't know about it'.

The orphan Zofie rescued from the war, the Ultra warrior who has a close relationship with the Yabo people and the Hippolytes, the uncle that Zero hasn't mentioned at all these days...

Ultraman Ace/Ace Ultraman

He hangs there.

With the familiar silhouette of a bronze statue.

It's like a reappearance of some famous scene.

(End of this chapter)