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Chapter 895 NO.19 That’s it, let’s cook first

"Little snake!"

"Please speak, Miss Shinjou."

"Show your memories!"

"What's the point of this?"

"I want to see the King of Beasts, Little Snake, and the men of the King of Beasts, Little Snake!"

"No, you don't want to."

"I just want it, everyone wants it!"

"Why is there everyone else?"

"I just asked! Many people want to see it!"

Ms. Shinjo, with her hands on her hips, is in charge of several small groups and small chat rooms, and she is a 'super talkative host'-like existence, and she is very tough when she talks about it.

It also made Homais very unsure of the people she had asked.

"Can we talk about it later? Every time I smoke that thing, it makes me so sleepy that I can doze off."

Then he will almost certainly be instilled with medicine by Tachyon...

Having seen that Tom Yam-style parents are best at persecuting in the form of 'for your own good', Omer once thought that Morrison was at least not that kind of guy, but he didn't expect to understand this in a subtle way from people other than his elders. A taste.

"No! We need to see it now!"

Looking at the little girl in front of him who seemed to have a sudden mental age drop, Omo was silent for several seconds and then gave in slightly.

"...Can we talk before going to bed?"

At least I thought I could lie down after the ejaculation, at least I wouldn't feel so uncomfortable when I woke up, and even if I was given drugs later, I wouldn't turn into a young child.

"Then...then don't be perfunctory then!"

"How could it be? Keeping your word is my constant virtue."

"Well... that's good!" After staring for several seconds, the pink-haired JK just let him go, smiled and greeted the monster user who was much taller than her, "Raccoon dog, do you want to come to my room to play?" !”

"Eh?" Ben was still holding the pudding spoon with a satisfied look on his face. He didn't expect this girl to have such enthusiasm.

"There are a lot of monster models! There are also a lot of snacks!"

Not only is he enthusiastic, but he is also cunning. On ordinary days, he would not dare to mention 'snacks' in front of Omo, but the reason why he specifically mentioned it at the moment seemed to be to target the other person's preferences - and they had only met for less than half an hour.

"Come on! Come on! There are pastries too!" JK grabbed his hand and seemed to have put aside the sense of boundaries that the Easterners emphasized, but with an enthusiasm that made the raccoon dog unable to resist, "Let's go upstairs and let these The boys can talk among themselves."

Omo suspected that she just wanted to refer to the other party's clothing style - when he was just finishing the film "Electronic Machine King", it was still summer vacation, and he still watched it in the 'screening room' mode with a group of girls.

At that time, Shinjou-san frequently mentioned the designs of those monsters... and the design of the "monster eugenics" uniforms.

This is just like Bize is also very enthusiastic about the design of military uniforms in Bader District. As a Bader native, Omo is not very impressed by this. This is probably because the nursery and welfare home where he stayed when he was a child would have uncles and aunts dressed like that coming over from time to time. Be a volunteer.

Already tired of seeing it.

"It's okay, Miss Raccoon Dog. Maybe you can see another kind of life trajectory from her."

"Another kind of... life path?" The raccoon dog who was dragged away didn't quite understand.

But Akane already understood.

"Oh! Okay!"

"Movie viewing activities can be resumed!"

The three pillars of life in the popular sense all emphasize the strong recognition brought about by sharing a certain impact experience. For these time-travelers who have related corresponding works, sharing the content of each other's works can be regarded as an equally strong impact. .

This will be a specific and efficient way for people like them to greatly shorten the distance.It's a pity that it is limited to this kind of people.

As a native aboriginal, Omer has not heard of any other cases of aborigines being involved in the 'Records of Works Brought by Travelers', so he can only have high hopes for the concept of the multiverse -

——Perhaps there will be a work somewhere with myself as the protagonist or supporting role, maybe.

But Omer, who couldn't count on this approach at the moment, had to hand over his electronic business card.

Yes, electronic business cards.

Now that he has opened an office, he must have corresponding specifications. Aumer has long printed electronic business cards, which are composed of a complex and compact electronic device that can project a long light screen the size of a mobile phone when activated.

Naturally, it can be interacted with by sliding, zooming in, etc., and the content of the light screen is Omo's identity, the scope of work of Linton Office, and the commission completion record of the synchronized mercenary network center.

Due to the special nature of his part-time job, Omo also worked as a professional mezzanine - a version of his resume as a trainer. Even as a 'temporary worker' at Penguin Logistics, he wrote some content on a whim in his spare time.

He can just throw it out as soon as he needs it... Even so, the sad part is that it has been more than a month since he built this thing, and he has never encountered such an opportunity.

Now that I can hand it out, it can move people to tears.

But who is Omer Linton?
Those who have suppressed the awakening of their bloodline and suppressed the spread of darkness along the way of self-repression, and who can still be calm and composed in front of their idols, can still remain calm even in the face of the moment when the business card finally has a use. shake.

But at this moment, compared to him, it was Bi who was sitting on the sofa diagonally across from him and was unabashedly excited.

First, he grabbed Peng's hand and shook it wildly, then he grabbed Shen's hand and shook it wildly. Then when he tried to grab Raccoon's hand, the other party avoided him, and when he looked at Shijia, he retracted his hand. , and even didn't even look at the ghost snake - this man's emotional intelligence in dealing with people was somewhat incomplete, which made Omo couldn't help but shake his head after looking at it.

But there was no thought of reminding or interfering.

He is not someone who hopes that everyone in the world can be friends. Whether Bize can have a good relationship with these people will not hinder everyone's cooperation on the same front.

Yes, cooperate.

In fact, just as Omo thought, when he took Ma Zhongpeng, Shijia, Ghost Snake, Shen and Raccoon and others from Wuguitai to the Jiemen area, Shijia, Ghost Snake and Shen were there. Everyone has already remembered who Shima is.

This was also the reason why Shijia was distracted from time to time and seemed a little lost.

This was not only the sadness he felt when he realized that he couldn't even remember the most persistent person, but also because...

The ponchos and raccoon dogs were lined up, which meant that the lost horse had not been revived.

In other words, even if it was resurrected, they had never seen it.

Based on the idea that "the dead people from 5000 years ago were resurrected without bullying", Omer did not think that the lost horse was forgotten by the resurrection treatment.

In this situation, it is more likely that he was cut out of the scene before the meeting.

[The hypothetical feasibility of Shima becoming a Dynatyrannus and being specially marked by that being is 63%
This hypothesis requires preconditions: that existence can not only interfere with things across the universe, but also can interfere with the same unit in all chains at once]

"It's not low anymore. This possibility," faced several pairs of eyes looking at his business card, Omer thought thoughtfully, "but if it is such a possibility, it means that Mr. Shima has entered His vision.”

"Either there has been a conflict and attracted the other party's attention, or He is more vigilant and sensitive than expected."

Is this not my fault?

He picked up the teacup and covered his downcast face with the cup's surface, somewhat guiltily.

Could it be that the guy wasn't so anxious and timid originally, but after being given a tentative slap by his out-of-control self, he became anxious?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that maybe it was, but it was not the time to pursue this point now. Omo glanced at the four monster users, then looked at Bize and the super agent who had been staring at the screen, and just waved. He waved his hand and said.

"It's almost time that someone is hungry. You guys can chat first. If you have any questions, you can ask Gilbalis." He tapped the light screen of the manifested terminal and pointed at himself. "If you have any other questions, you can ask me. I’m going to go to the kitchen and be busy for a while.”

As he spoke, he stood up, walked a few steps under the surprised gazes of the monsters, and then suddenly turned back:
"By the way, does anyone have any taboos?"

　Monster controllers who have never experienced overtime work cannot understand Omo's leisurely absence from work to cook.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)