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【Ami received him, but this is just a temporary thing】

[Tomorrow I will tell that old guy, at least for now, that guy Omer Linton is just getting started, and he shouldn't get in touch with those messy things early]

【What a surprise, that boy can make you look so differently, I'm starting to look forward to him too】

[To deal with the problems of the digital world, the two brothers and sisters of Xiangyu's family are enough, right? 】

【I don't just look at the digital world, Muhai Detective Agency is set up in the real world, isn't it? 】

[Don't let him get into too much trouble that he ignores Teresen, or I will make trouble for you]

[The firm has received a lot of threats, you should also try to update the way you speak. By the way, I often receive threats in the name of Alpha Beast.]

[Is there really someone who dares to threaten Alpha Beast? 】

[This is also a manifestation of the possibility of human beings]

【Don't pull the idiot to such a height... I'll thank you in advance for this matter, and the teahouse also called me】

【If you want to thank you, you can come and have a look. I recently learned a new coffee technique with an alien friend】

"..."

The words constructed by thoughts stagnated slightly, and Sunday, who was lying in front of the counter, fell into deep thought suddenly.

Speaking of which, I have known each other for a long time, neither the other party nor myself have really made coffee for the other party.

Knowledge in this area is still blank.

But looking at this string of text, she suddenly remembered Omer Linton's rejection of this place, so she couldn't help but compose a string of text:
【...Have you let others drink it? 】

It should be an illusion, this kind of association is very far-fetched, Omer Linton never said that Mu Hai Xingzi's coffee is not good, maybe that guy is only repulsed by Mu Hai Xingzi's always digressive conversation rhythm.

Efficiency parties don't like that kind of communication, so this guy is also learning to improve—that's what she said herself, at least typing and sending messages seem to have improved, and there are no pictures to deviate from the topic.

But why do you feel so uneasy when you see this sentence?
Is it because the index of this body is not adjusted well?
Zhou Ning looked at her long black sleeves covering her arms, and was a little lost in thought.

After getting used to the state of the spirit body, she rarely returned to this body that was thrown into the nutrition jar for adjustment.

Every time I come back, I feel a little awkward, wondering if those girls have moved some hormone parameters to affect their psychological or physical conditions.

Even if they don't dare to really do bad things, she doesn't care at all, after all, it is more convenient for the spirit body to do business and get along with the teahouse.

It is also in the past two days that it is inconvenient to occasionally travel to some spiritual bodies, or even not allowed to appear, so she needs the symbol of Sirius to bring her body.

It's time to keep sealing it up, she didn't lie just now, she did receive a call from the cafe:

Teahouse: ['Friend' isn't going home today? 】

The teahouse has her contact information, and the well-behaved sister never asks so much, let alone why the ghosts around her can condense into entities like ordinary people.

Getting along so comfortably made it even more annoying to represent Omer Linton and Qian Ming.

Back and forth!It's time to go back and see my dear and well-behaved sister! !
Ning Jing stood up on Sunday, and glanced at Mu Hai Xingzi's reply by the way:
Mu Hai Kyoko: [Ami and Takumi don't like coffee, and there are very few guests visiting in person]

Sunday Tranquility: [Okay, if I get a chance, go to your place, as long as you can change your bad speaking style]

Sun Tranquility, who still doesn't know what step he has taken, is waving to the staff with a great mood at this moment.

On the other end of the call, the blonde who was also in a good mood looked at the message just sent by the assistant.

Ami Aiyu: [I'm going to send Brother Omer back to the surface soon, and I'll be back soon too]

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The Western Wasteland of the Digital World.

This world made up of data, as long as there is no actual destruction, the feeling is not much different from the real world.

Only when destruction is carried out, no matter whether it is dead or alive, will there be a certain degree of fragmented crystals at the 'wound', which are broken data, and it is also proof that this world is composed of data.

There are also popular digital game worlds based on this model on the Internet, and they are quite popular.

But if you want those players to come here, they are obviously unwilling.

After all, this place is really dangerous. If there is no weight, it probably won't be so overreaching.

If you want to get along with Digimon, you can adopt Digi-eggs to breed Digi-pets through legal channels.

Just like Qi Wei from Edge Runners Office is raising a rare Hackmom.

The rare digimon with hacking ability perfectly complements her team positioning.

So does Omer matter?

He is too heavy.

"Brother Omer, it's almost the end and you're not going to confess?" Ami Ami had asked repeatedly all the way.

"Why is your motorcycle and your data volume so large? What on earth do you have that will be defined as the ultimate body level by the detection port?"

"Didn't I already say it? It's a relatively high-end motorcycle," Omer said, patting the front of the devil's skull with his left hand. "The technology applied is more complicated, and the amount of data is not surprising."

This is a beta system entity that can transform a biological body into a material-integrated giant without side effects. Isn't it a matter of course that the amount of data is comparable to the ultimate body?Omer thought.

But this kind of explanation is hard to say to outsiders. Whether it is the understanding of technology or the process of converting a high-tech system group into a motorcycle, it is too cumbersome to explain the process.

And he couldn't really tell.

The principle of the beta system and how motorcycles are modified—how could he, an ordinary high school graduate, understand such things.

For these things, he's still in the 'You can use a computer but can you fix a computer? ' stage, just use it first, then go and kidnap an Ultraman (cross out) when it breaks, and wait for an Ultraman to come over for consultation.

Judging from his sweeping posts and blowing results in several special photo boards, he can confirm that the official name of the Beta Magic Blade in the foreign world is "Beta Ignition", which sounds like a lighter, so he feels that since If this thing can travel through time, maybe one day New Aubenao can also come over.

In fact, there are already too many time-traveling monsters in this world, and Ultraman has been lacking in movement. It is very doubtful whether some human body or Ultraman Benao is deliberately keeping a low profile.

Omer felt that there might be an Ultraman blocking his door one day, but that didn't matter, after all, there were Leonix in the universe, so why couldn't he be the one who used the beta system to order monsters.

"But even if the motorcycle has a lot of data, what's the matter with saying that it's an ultimate body?"

"..." Omo, who was silent after hearing the words, looked up at Ami Aiba, who was on the Tyrannosaurus' shoulder overlooking him, and asked, "After I tell you, how about you answer my question?"

"Okay."

This girl is still as innocent and talkative as before.

Sighing, Omer reached into his arms, and took out the two monster cards after a few seconds: "Hey, it's not surprising that there is such a thing even if the judgment is super accurate... Ah, are you okay Tyrannosaurus?"

The tyrannosaurus suddenly staggered, but Ami Aiba was still hanging on her shoulders, showing the magnetic nature of a beast trainer.

"...It's okay." The Tyrannosaurus who said this sullenly glanced at the card in his hand fearfully.

Ami Aiyu, on the other hand, was quiet for a while as if she had sensed something.

Super Ultimate is a kind of Digimon rating that is not widely recognized. Omer who can tell this kind of thing is indeed Omer Linton who makes Ami Ami Aiba remember deeply.

When I was a teenager, I took the initiative to talk to the Aiyu brothers and sisters who were "fighting beasts", and mentioned a lot of Digimon level settings that people of the same age would never remember. He appreciated it quite a bit, and then the director also made him a cup of coffee... The memory of that half day is quite deep for the members of Muhai Detective Agency.

It can be seen that Omer Linton had a strong interest in Digimon when he was a teenager, so he understands the series of level-related settings in this way.

But Omer just cares about the special behemoths.

Digimon, Pokémon that only exist in literary works, or even giant beasts in Monster Hunter... If it fits the image of a monster, young people have time to understand it.

Although the young man's schedule is quite full, at a young age, he has already understood the long-term way of "sneaking in" and "shit at the workplace" of social animals.

"Ah! It's the monster card mentioned on the Internet!...Brother Omer!" "No!"

Seeing that he cut off the other party's thoughts, Omer cut off the conversation very decisively.

The data-based cards are also exuding aura, and even because of being in a data-based world, the strong instinct reflects the thick and cold black air with intuitive visual effects, which is exactly what has the appearance of war violence. The reason why the Tyrannosaurus suddenly staggered.

Now Omer put them back into the box in his pocket, and the Tyrannosaurus became much more relaxed.

"why is it like this!"

"Let me ask the question instead."

"You ask." Seeing Omo's unflinching indifference, Ami Ami was rather depressed, muttering a long string of breathless words, "Whether it's my brother's mysterious browsing records or the measurements of Tiannvmon and Lilithmon or It’s the recipe that the director added to the coffee yesterday, and I can tell you.”

"Why do I need to know that kind of thing, and can the recipes be borrowed for everything added to the coffee?!."

"Do you want the director's measurements? Or mine? Eh...is this sexual harassment?"

"It's you who are sexually harassing me," Omer pointed out. "All I want to ask is whether you contacted me because of someone's order."

"Uh...can I change the question?"

"No, you are no different from answering directly."

"...Then! Then let me tell you why the Muhai Detective Agency has an independent real-world interface, and you can just pretend that there is no such thing as just now, okay?"

"No, not interested."