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Chapter 477 NO.60 What else is the deadline for selection!
Can Angel: [@林顿@林顿, I have two packages for you! !Do you want to come directly to the company to pick it up? 】

Ke Song: [Why does this scene look so strange? 】

Texas: [We haven't received the package ourselves, have we? 】

Ke Song: [Texas, don’t you understand it very well!It means you feel the same way! 】

Mostima: 【It doesn't really matter, the main thing is for the boss to see...】

Can Angel: [I discussed with Iss, if you invite me to have a meal with him, you can cover these records for you, @林顿]

Linton: [No problem, I will give you another salary, send it to me]

Energy Angel: [? !Texas, Mostima, did you see that? 】

Ke Song: [What about me? 】

Kong: [And me? 】

Neng Angel: [No, you two don't necessarily understand, especially Kong, haven't you been in the city of Tianmen all the time?Are you not familiar with Boss Linton? 】

【So you definitely can't intuitively feel this... this... this kind of abnormal picture! 】

[Yes, that's right, it's a mutation!This is a new word I learned here!It was a few old employees who taught me! 】

Kong: [Huh?Do we have old staff? 】

Texas: [There are a few new employees in their 50s at the headquarters, they are old in terms of race, but they seem to be thinking about the source energy practice of longevity]

Kong: [Huh?Why would you apply for this job? 】

Mostima: [Well...the other party claims to be an old Two-dimensional, and mentioned that they will eventually jump to Rhodes Island]

Kong: [Uh...traveler? 】

Texas: [Yes, the traveler]

Kong: [Okay then]

Neng Angel: [Misdirected!Isn't it just following empty science why it's weird that Boss Linton treats guests and pays extra! 】

Linton: [@能angel]

Energy Angel: [Hi! 】

——An angel withdrew a message——

[Sorry for the typo, I never said anything bad about Boss Linton! 】

Linton: [Switching between Jidong and Dongyan needs to be more flexible. Also, I’m here to confirm whether you can accept this job. If it doesn’t work, I’ll bring it up myself.]

Energy Angel: [Pick up! !The nearest Jiemen District is getting boring, Boss Linton, do you have any interesting jobs? 】

Linton: 【Bored?I feel that troubles are everywhere, you may lack some contacts]

Mostima: 【For example? 】

Linton: [For example, all kinds of online news, which have always been the long-term focus of the detective profession]

Ke Song: [Everyone understands this method, but we are not detectives, and there is no need to get involved in simple troubles, and we have no money to take it]

Linton: [hard to say]

Ke Song: [Is there a way to get money? 】

Linton: [I mean - it's hard to say that there is no need to get involved in simple troubles]

[If you can be an angel, don't you care if you don't have money? 】

Ke Song: [Uh...that's true, but if you want her to ponder over the news and then find something to do, she doesn't have the patience, does she? 】

Energy Angel: [?Are you dissing me face to face?Why do you describe me as being taken advantage of? 】

Linton: [You have to ask Croissant. Since you are sure you agree, I will dive in first. If you have anything to do, you can talk to me privately. Remember to draw up the key file of the express delivery at the company. I don’t have the relevant seal here.]

Can Angel: [That kind of thing won't happen again... How long have you been spying on the screen? 】

Linton: [Is it possible that I can turn over the message records? 】

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The confidence to specifically mention that there will be express delivery at night is naturally derived from actual contact.

As a temporary worker of Penguin Logistics, a certain devil has not been working for more than half a month.

But the express delivery still let Penguin Logistics be responsible, to prove that it still remembers the family, and provided a slight contribution to the company's performance.

Feel ashamed, but only a little bit (than a thumb).

With this shame, Omer didn't even mention the group of alien invaders to the Penguin Logistics staff.

To avoid adding Penguin Logistics and even Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals to the already chaotic invader base.

In peaceful years, there are always many enthusiastic groups.

There are more good people.

The Rhode Island company is undoubtedly an enthusiastic group. Whether it is the reputation in the field of charitable donations or the number of times employees are commended for their brave actions, they can all prove the position of this different world company in shaping its external image.

But they haven't moved yet.

Many organizations like theirs have yet to act.

Enthusiasm alone is not a reason for action.

The fierce confrontation in the online world is like a war on the interstellar border, which makes people more or less unreal.

Although from a long-term perspective, this can be said to be the fuse of the interstellar war, and even the war between the two worlds.

Stopping it is saving the world, quite literally.

But in this world, 'saving the world' is actually a cheap word.

The digital world can have several crises that threaten the world.

The same could be said for Griza of the Monster Exhibit if left alone.

It is not necessarily such a fragile world, and it is always said that it needs to be saved, but now...

This extremely dangerous case that has not yet been written off, this war that took place on the third-level network and under the dark net.

Its disruption, and its aftermath, won't even disrupt the Surface Web, where social media, search engines, public websites, and the like reside.

Not at all compelling enough.

Unless the members of the organization or company are directly involved, there is no reason for these organizations to act aggressively.

That's fine first...

Ms. Shi Huaiya is naturally an insider of the case, and Rhodes Island's giant company that separates various functional departments does not have an intelligence department.

Homa gave a reminder, but did not directly give the angels the opportunity to get involved. This is his position.

In this regard, he has enough self-consciousness.

Originally, he was just an insignificant independent mercenary, so he would not fall into the eyes of those big companies.

He himself didn't care about this.

But the meeting with Lipia made him react—even though it was inconspicuous before, after being contacted and summoned by Commander Black...

"Qi, how many organizations do you think will be staring at me now?"

Omer, who was sitting at the table, fiddled with the handle of the coffee cup, and the 'Swaying Camp' was still on the computer screen in his lowered eyes.

That is the representative of Qian Ming and Sunday Tranquility after the reunion.

——Although he was still in the dangerous base city, he decided to rest for a while.

It's better to say that it's time to rest.

Under the premise that the perception of time between the two sides is inconsistent, Omer can only understand from the report of Belstamon that there have been days and nights over there.

Those Chaldean servants can still work in shifts, and the Ultra warriors of the Kingdom of Light are the ultimate iron men.

And a certain dark Sunday who directly attacked with a soul posture can also call himself an iron man.

The representative of Qianming, who set foot on the road of energy sublimation early, is no less impressive.

But mental exhaustion is there after all, and everyone has a time to drink water and have a meal.

Moreover, the adjustment of the status of the teahouse also requires the quiet cooperation of Sunday's tranquility.

Among these, it is worth mentioning that...

A certain Digimon who is not usually counted among the residents of the office is a tea party that can make Tachyon overjoyed.

For this reason, Homa specially greeted Tachyon and Bourbon after dinner.

Prepare black tea, biscuits and pudding.

Omer will not treat his own people badly.

Belstarmon, who has been a photographer for several days, needs a reward.

Right now this time is just right.

What is reflected on the screen is the recording, and the cameraman has just reached out from the screen to take away the teacup and desserts on the table.

Sadako looked like a hairy man, but no one in the room cared about it.

The devil took it calmly, but JK remained unmoved.

"How would I know?"

The pink-haired JK, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, was still looking at the scattered cards in the tray, pinching the one with eye Q in his hand.

"Anyway, when you meet that commander, you will be directly in the sight of all followers."

"You're famous again~Little Snake." She jokingly held up the card she borrowed temporarily from the teahouse, and her serious gaze seemed to be quite satisfactory.

"It should be more famous in two days, and it's a good thing for mercenaries."

"In two days..." Omo looked back after hearing the words, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.

"You guess what's going to happen?"

"Of course, tomorrow's teahouse competition, the day after tomorrow's Bourbon and Tachyon." The girl put down the card slightly, and cast a malicious look at the young man, "New trainer, this time I will make a name for myself with the three horse girls~ "

"..." Aomo raised his eyes slightly when he heard the game, but turned suspicious after that, and simply turned around with the flexible seat, "I always feel that there is something in your words."

"Eh? How can you say that? I'm just a harmless female high school student~" Raising the long sleeves covering half of her hands, she waved them in front of her in a perfunctory manner. The girl leaned back innocently, Supporting the bed board, "By the way, little snake, is there something wrong with your bed?"

"A hard bed is better for the body." Omer could fully guess what the problem she was referring to.

"Ugh."

"What sigh?"

"Obviously this world looks very futuristic and interesting."

"and then?"

"Little snake, you are still born and raised in this world, but you can always say things that the old man in your hometown would say."

"I'm sorry that the future isn't interesting enough--will I satisfy you by saying it in this far eastern tone?"

"65 points!"

"Sounds pretty low."

Omer turned around indifferently, but turned around again two or three seconds later.

"What you said just now: it's a good thing for mercenaries, right?"

"I don't remember. I've been staying up late lately and I'm forgetful." The girl said, lying on her side.

"Then go back to your own room and sleep." The young man's tone was as peaceful as water, and he turned to look at the computer screen again.

"You actually said that to a high school girl lying on your bed."

"The female high school student who will lie on your bed is an instantiation of danger. I want to make a video to the police to prove my innocence." Omer said, and really took a picture of the camera hanging on the computer.

As a result, the girl's smile became a little forced.

"Ahaha... I'm really speechless to you."

"It always sounds like I'm going to be stabbed with a knife."

"I still need to find a small knife that can penetrate the little snake's body. Ah, the Beta Magic Blade is very suitable, but it feels like piercing it will make the little snake transform."

"It's so creepy that you can't hear the truth or falsehood. Is my magic blade adjusted?"

"Okay, you can use it anytime! But I still suggest you use it before the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow again?"

Amo frowned, thinking that the other party had guessed his plan, but this emphasis on the two days... Is there anything else going on in these two days besides the base?
(End of this chapter)