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[The largest virtual reality world of the clock tower has been closed to the outside world due to suspected network intrusion! 】

No?

[Sovereign El-Melloi II, a well-known lecturer at the Clock Tower, said: The cyber intrusion and criminal activities may be the same group as the group that attacked the London Clock Tower]

No?

[Cracking team spying on otherworldly information?In the virtual reality world of Chaldea, the phantom of chaotic dragons and beasts can be seen from the side]

No?

This is unreasonable...

"..." Sitting upright in that chair, Bourbon was also sternly eating breakfast, but his eyes were always on the opposite trainer, who was touching the mid-air.

It was not like the two companions beside her who swallowed their breakfast whole with the momentum of tigers descending the mountain, and then ran back to their respective bedrooms on the second floor at a pace that looked extremely tired and heavy, but did not appear to be slow.

The recent tachyon and teahouse are all in this state when they are woken up to eat. Because of the increased training intensity and their own staying up late, they feel exhausted. The blunted senses are only intuitive and keen on the desire for the bed.

And Bourbon, still eating at a normal pace, stared at the trainer.

This move did not hinder her normal breakfast process, but looking at the undisguised troubled expression of the trainer would affect the efficiency after all.

"Master."

"Ok?"

Homa, who opened the light screen, met his gaze, and there was concern he could understand in those clear blue eyes, which also brought him back to his senses, and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Sorry, a little problem."

"Small problem?" Bourbon still looked at him with clear eyes.

Perhaps this should be called a kind of staring. The horse girl with long chestnut red hair did not say much, but she already revealed a hint of doubt.

Homa often thinks that Bourbon is an excellent partner, which can make him more sophisticated in the observation of micro-expressions and the perception of emotions.

Students in the Department of Psychiatry especially require the latter talent, which is also a natural threshold for the Department of Psychiatry.

There are many people in this world who are dull in atmosphere and vision, and such people will probably need a partner like Bourbon.

Of course, the premise is that they can persist.

Omer is naturally not them. For Omer, the difficulty of communication is not the difficulty, but the interest-are you special?

He is a patient observer, who can tolerate the expressionless cyber horse girl below, the proud and willful researcher horse girl, and even the well-behaved but dull psychic horse girl who is often accompanied by ghosts .

Before that, there were netizens like Xintiao Qian who had too special interests and hobbies and a lot of riddles in online communication, and friends like Bize, who were always unconstrained and had a considerable gap and generation gap with the locals.

These people are very special, and it is difficult for them to be related to the label of 'mass'.

Its existence itself is an excellent observation material.

And for this kind of existence that can refresh the new model of the social circle, his patience is always so much that it is almost tolerant.

It is often ridiculed under the care of brothers and sons, or it is called the care of a male mother, and it is the scrutiny that has never left.

And about that... the girls in this room probably know it all.

after all……

When it comes to the awareness and perception of emotions, I am afraid that there is no weak person here.

When everyone is a problem person, it means that there is no problem person.

But also because of this, occasional situations like Bourbon's candidness will appear.

The thinking of the cyber horse girl is to input instructions and calculate the results, which must be direct.

Not telling it out completely is the result of her recent training, thinking, and changes.

Faced with such progress, perhaps it should also be rewarded.

"It's really a small problem." He raised his hand to draw the light screen on the side again, his eyes quickly skipped over it, and Ao Mohu smiled again, "But you may be able to help me solve it, so you are willing to help me The Bourbons."

"Correction, the Master shouldn't ask questions like this."

"Then what to say?"

"Demonstration..." Bourbon said, thinking a little, before setting down the cutlery.

False coughing or clearing his throat, he immediately raised his arm and drew a horizontal arc suddenly: "Help me! Bourbon!"

The high voice of his voice and the calmness of his face are probably a failed imitation, which also surprised Aumere for a moment, and then he smiled freely: "Yes, yes, of course, but if you want to imitate, I still don't suggest you Like the cadre in the Carrot Company."

"The cadre's design prototype probably refers to that 'overlord', and the learning difficulty is too high. In comparison, the dormitory lady in your dormitory has a lower threshold for imitation."

"It has been marked and replaces the previous instruction."

"Ah, that's not necessary." Seeing that the other party took up the knife and fork again and became serious again, Homa smiled and shook his head, "If I had to say it, I would prefer Bourbon to express himself in his own style idea."

"My own style..." Bourbon thought for a while, and then said, "It has been activated and is waiting for Master's instructions."

"Just...a question, shouldn't it be master studies?"

She suddenly discovered that the subject of the topic had been changed at some point.

"I learn..." Omer shook his head and smiled, "I think what you want is only a positive invitation, so I don't learn the above two, I just say, come and help me after dinner, Bourbon."

"Which destination should I set? Master, can I replace the bus with a run, or apply for the back seat of your motorcycle."

"I'm afraid not, because we don't have to go out this time."

"Understand, Master's teleportation function."

"Don't call me a mechanical tool, it's not a transmission, it's a deep immersion device."

"Eh?"

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"Are you sure she can help?"

"uncertain."

"you……"

"Whether you can help or not, if she wants to help, give her a chance. It just so happens that I have the confidence to protect her in cyberspace."

"Then have you thought about Chaldea's rejection of your visit?"

"No reason."

"I think it's quite unreasonable to accept it. You didn't even contact the little girl and the big goblin."

Gray and Morgan, Morrison's name for the latter can be described as simple and straightforward-a big goblin with the same size as a human, referred to as the big goblin.

Sounds like some sort of Lake of the Fog Viet Cong.

Right now, after breakfast, Bourbon took on the task of washing the dishes on his own, while Homais went upstairs to adjust the equipment in advance.

He has two head-mounted deep immersion devices, but one of them belongs to Morrison. The relics of the electronic ghost do not need to be burned or cleaned up on their behalf.

But it also needs to be tailored.

It was also during this process that Morrison kept chatting with him.

"Because I think Chaldea itself needs an insider."

"Are you claiming to be an insider again? Before you read the news, you still looked like a subway emoji."

"Because I don't understand why the multi-angle reports at the same time did not mention the super agent."

"Understand now?"

"Now that they think of a possibility, they don't understand it either."