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Chapter 466 NO.49 Is Just a Remote Morning Exercise Citizen
"Brother, do you want to participate in business?"

"How old is it?"

"Basically, many people from the universe are participating, I think you must be interested!"

"Is there a note?"

"If the movement is slow, there will definitely be, but there is still time to hurry up."

"How many parties are involved?"

"do not know."

"Have you done a risk assessment?"

"No, didn't I just come to inform you when I received the news!"

"I guess it's news about Clock Tower, Chaldea, and Digimon."

"Huh?... Uh, I'm on fire?"

After hesitating for several seconds, the caller behind the screen finally reacted.

And the caller in front of the screen had already had an unwavering tone: "You are the fourth person to ask me this morning if I want to join in. I am more curious about what you guys think of me than I am tired."

The other side of the screen seemed to be silent for a while as if thinking for a while, and asked tentatively: "...the full attendance of the cosmic people and monster events?"

"How many incidents do you think there are incidents involving cosmic beings and monsters in this world at any given moment?" He said quietly on the screen, as if even the room for anger had disappeared.

"Isn't it all you can touch?"

"Please don't talk like that. A man's tone of acting like a baby will only make you sick."

"This is just my dialect habit!"

"…I see."

"You are hesitant! You don't believe in brothers, do you! Dongyan District has a regional dialect that speaks like this! This is a habit!!"

As if he had been poked in some sore spot, the loud shouting was so loud that even many passers-by turned their heads and looked at the young man doing morning exercises.

The young man seemed to have a cheeky face that was not afraid of stares. He looked at the road ahead without squinting, and said calmly to the light screen displayed on the call at the side: "You are so noisy, hasn't Baal Beast X educated you?"

"He's not my father!"

"It's not just... your self-awareness is quite clear."

"At least you have to help bring food to be eligible to call me daddy!"

"Alas~" Omer sighed, only feeling that he, who was habitually extending the topic with the other party, needed to reflect.

He is clearly an efficiencyist, but he will still unconsciously fall into Bize's nonsense trap, and it is still at such a critical juncture——

——The crisp reminder bell rang again, causing Omer to skillfully raise his hand and cross out the red dot that he didn't like to see.

Another new piece of news.

Ranked above the message boards of Chaldea, Kingdom of Light Office, David, and Miss Desert Hero.

This time it's... ah, Xing Jialai.

The magic dragon from the Hall of Returning to the Origin also came to inform him of this monster lover.

This matter is really getting bigger and bigger, starting from the announcement of the clock tower's public crusade in the morning.

It's enough for the directly related organization members to confirm, even the well-informed mercenary friends, the pony girl, and the netizen who research the magic staff is work and the hobby of monsters is the source of life have come to inform themselves.

It seems that everyone thinks that he will definitely participate in this matter.

I'm really interested, but it's really not suitable...

"What a sigh! So you really don't plan to go?"

The other end of the screen was still asking, Bize was very concerned about Aomer's thoughts, according to Aomer's guess, maybe this person used himself as a talking point, like bragging about 'I have a monster brother' or something.

This is still relatively conservative.

Like the bro on Vote magazine or something...he didn't want to think about it.

At this moment, he heard footsteps that were more hurried than those of the pedestrians on the sidewalk, but more stable, coming from the high-speed biological passage beside the sidewalk:

"Master?"

"...the trainer?"

Both Bourbon and the teahouse were a little surprised by Omo's slow pace. After all, during morning exercises, although the other party would not turn into a demon and run along the Ma Niang passage with himself and others, he could still run fast. Pretty fast.

And these horse girls have a scale of time and distance in their hearts.

There is an obvious error in the position of the trainer.

"Call," Omer, who kept walking but didn't speed up, pointed to the relatively empty mid-air, and said, "You guys run first, by the way, where's the tachyon?"

"...behind." The tea seat pointed to the back, and immediately accelerated his steps again.

Compared with talking to the trainer, she cares more about the morning exercise itself, and... the situation of being caught up by Tachyon to make sarcastic remarks.

In contrast, Bourbon did not have the urgency that her playing time was getting closer, and she still maintained the same pace as Omer——

——This is probably a dangerous behavior in the Ma Niang Passage, so Homa called her to the sidewalk.

And she came up and said: "It is judged that the condition of the tachyon team is an imbalance of work and rest just adjusted."

"At least I'm willing to adjust, just like an experiment, I always like to step on the research deadline of my own plan." Omer said in a bad mood.

"Eh? What are you talking about, are you chatting with Ma Niang?" Bize on the screen was a little out of sorts.

"Not only that, I'm even running." Omer said, raised his hand to signal Bourbon to return to the expressway, and then patted her head lightly.

He whispered something that seemed endless: "Good boy."

But these words made Bourbon's ears stand up, and he turned back to the high-speed passage with a twist, and opened the distance with obvious acceleration.

It's normal to come up here to tell Tachyon that this situation is normal, and it's also a particularly clumsy expression of concern from the cyber horse girl.

A different trainer might not be able to understand it.

Seeing her gradually running away, Omer listened to Bize questioning on the screen: "? I didn't hear it, not even a little gasp.".

"And you're not afraid of getting angry? Talk while running."

"You might as well move your head and think about who I'm talking about while running. By the way, I don't have time to go. My horse girls are going to compete. I suggest you bet on them to win."

"Eh? When? I'm sure to join in! Hurry up to the audience!"

"It's a bit difficult, you only have one and a half days to catch the racetracks in three cities."

"? It's so dense, you're crazy," Bize suddenly couldn't understand, "Can you catch up by yourself?"

"Catch up." Only at this time, Omer's answer finally had obvious emotional fluctuations.

That is an emotion called self-confidence.

Sorry, with the ability to teleport, you can do whatever you want.

Although complex and unfamiliar terrain is more difficult to deal with, it is convenient to simply hurry.

For the 3D coordinates of the public area, just go to the official website of teleportation and leap to find out.

And even if Bize relaxed his mind a little while talking to his brother, he should have realized that Omer has indeed mastered a very convenient life skill, so he sighed:
"...Okay, if that's the case, I won't bother you with running, just send me the name of the race later, and I'll plan the route."

It's all about planning the route, and this level of support is also rare, which made Aomo change his mind about going alone: ​​"...It's not necessary, just come to me when the time comes, and I'll take you with me."

"Row!"

The other side hung up after finishing talking, and a few seconds later, Omer subtly turned his head to look at the high-speed biological passage. A gray-and-white guy was stepping on the lower speed limit of the high-speed biological passage, gently Catch up shoulder to shoulder.

It may be torture to let a horse girl who has just adjusted her schedule go to the horse girl channel, but Homa does not support it.

But this was the person's own idea, so after thinking about it, the trainer let go of the helping plot.

He is not a demon, just a demon.

Seeing what she said so swearingly at the beginning, but now she seems to be turning into snow-white ash, the heart that was bombarded by the messages of Mars in the morning seems to be reinfused with vitality.

Even the corners of his mouth turned up a little.

"Training~training~member~" The usual cadence was tinged with a bit of banter.

The cadence at this time is just a long and weak sound.

Ling Aomer responded gently: "What's the matter? Miss Tachyon?"

"Can I go back...have you slept...?" She didn't even pay attention to the address that suddenly pulled away, she was obviously really tired.

"But Ms. Tachyon was full of confidence in her medicine back then, as if she could overcome jet lag with just one tube."

"I was on the road and ran it away."

"Huh?" Omer was taken aback when he heard the words.

"I don't know...where did it go? Next time, I must put...a test tube cover on...the clothes."

"Are you sure it's only the energy potion that's gone?" Aumer slightly quickened his pace and raised his hand, then dragged the tachyon to the sidewalk and stopped.

Those medicines of Tachyon are usually digested internally, but they are always a little uneasy if they are left outside.

Although I have seen the special police, the executor of the Security Bureau, and the female police officer Hu Er of the General Police Department.

But Omer was not ready to meet the police at the police station.

"Of course...there is only energy potion. I might as well...run away later, Mr. Guinea Pig." Leaning on Omer's arm, she said feebly, and the brunette horse girl who even started to droop her eyelids seemed to be leaning directly on Omer's arm. The posture of falling asleep.

No, I'm not a bed...

You don't look like you go to bed early and suffer from jet lag, but you seem to stay up late and suffer from jet lag...

Aomo watched silently as she really closed her eyes, and even her ears drooped, and she felt a little glaring when she faced the eyes of passers-by.

After directly sending two copy notifications to Teahouse and Bourbon, he picked up the tachyons and turned them into broken cubes, and returned to the office.

Just after putting Tachyon on the bed in her room and covering it with a quilt, the red dot on Belstarmon's account was lit up again.

That gentle smile immediately subsided.

[At present, there is no need for me to take action. The Qianming representative is quite professional in infiltrating investigations, and he can defeat aliens with a few tricks.

I think she can at least have a full body of data in the digital world, right?In short, I took a few pictures first, and a few recordings]

Omer clicked on the pictures, they were all photos of several electronically simulated cities, not some spaceship base, and after listening to the recording, he knew that they were all low-level workers.

But it cannot be said that the investigation is in the wrong direction.

There are all kinds of miscellaneous names like the Invading United Army, and even low-level employees can reflect the value of following the vine.

Luna Snake: [Got it, continue to monitor and protect, don’t let down your guard, note that some aliens are different]

Those like Jugula, the dark giant Dagon, and the like, although they are of human body type, they have also shown amazing strength against the attacks of giant beasts.

It is hard to say whether such a talented person will be encountered here.

[Also, if you have a chance, collect some alien coats for me]

Belstar Beast: [Only the jacket? 】

Luna Serpent: [Well, the coat is enough]

After typing confirmation, Omer looked back at the two horse girls' warm response to Tachyon's embarrassing deeds, felt guilty for two seconds, and then re-teleported back to the street.

Continue to run in the morning, but this time with a little more care, turn to the high-speed biological channel.

(End of this chapter)