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Chapter 495 NO.78 Omer, the Ability to Find 'Bize' from the Crowd and Use It

"Director Tver, long time no see, who is this?"

"You should have heard that it is a combat consultant personally invited by Commander Black."

"Omer Linton, this is my name."

"Oh oh!"

The unnatural defensive distance, the hands that seem to have nowhere to rest, and the little fear revealed in those eyes...

The store manager of the Pitt star who showed his true face, with his big pink eyes that were not much more agile than the leather case, noticed some strange things about the Metron star.

At this point, he also remembered some memories from the gossip exchanges among the staff, and when he looked at the young man again, he subconsciously took half a step back.

Immediately, he saluted very politely: "It turns out to be Lord Linton, may I ask why you are here?"

"Just order a cup of coffee, um, mocha is enough..." the young man said, and glanced at the picture promotion in front of the counter in the distance, "By the way, let's have another Godera dessert, by the way, is the payment here in Federal currency?"

"Ah, of course! Then you, Director Tver?"

"Coke! Just have a Coke!"

"Is it just a cup of Coke? Director Tver, you are really addicted to earth drinks~ Obviously, our Pitt Star drinks are pretty good, I recommend you to try them."

"Go, go, don't be coquettish with me! You can't compare to the racehorse girl I pushed!"

"Tsk, I said Director, your aesthetic is really..."

Seeing two and a half human beings from the universe, staged the three-view contradiction between the beautiful store manager and the idol chef boss, is really unique to Omer.

There is a strange feeling of playing "Animal World" for half an hour in ancient film and television works.

Since it was weird, I decided to watch it a bit more.

But it's a pity, that's not considered dragging, not to mention that the short communication with the line has ended, Omer saw that the store manager whose appearance reminded him of the King of the Thing went away, so he chose a seat nearby and sat down.

Pretending not to hear what she was talking about here with her colleague Godra Star.

And Natwell also hesitated for a moment, and sat on the seat directly opposite to Omer, but quickly took out his mobile phone, without saying a word, looking like a dead house.

So it was Omer who started the conversation: "I didn't expect you to be quite popular."

"It's nothing more than the needs brought about by the position," Tver said coldly, "there are hundreds of thousands of aliens in this base, and they all come to invade the Federation, but few can really go to the front line, not even me. There are only a total of more than 5000 such technicians, and there are more logistics personnel like her."

"So he will pay attention to me and want to change jobs."

"Putting a weapon in your hand is pure courtesy? She looks very worried about your situation." Homa casually said something that made the other party slightly stiff.

"That……"

"Put it away, there's no need to prove anything to me, let alone in public," Ao Mo said calmly, "Now that lady is still discussing with her colleagues in the background how to help you escape from my... um... clutches, they I really know how to use words, this is the first time for me... no, emmm"

Thinking of the reviews on Umastagram, the devil changed the topic without a trace and continued: "But since you want to be an invader, how can you be so poorly educated? Discussing such a dangerous process does not even turn on the soundproof function. "

"Consultant Linton..."

"As long as the coffee and dessert don't have toppings, I'll just pretend nothing happened, except..."

"Open a store in this kind of place," Omer slightly raised his head, looking at the beverage store in front of the building, "Is this counted as logistics?"

"This is a hobby. Her real position is material management. She opened a store because she was too busy," Tweer said, and suddenly lowered his head again, "Your horse girl is in the second half of the market!!!"

The embarrassment and nervousness just now were all transferred when Miura Bourbon was chased by the later horse lady. This Metron star seemed to enter another state when he saw a horse race.

"I know." The combat advisor glanced sideways, and then looked again at the employees walking through the corridor in front of the store.

A soundproof enchantment was conveniently placed.

"Huh? Oh, you're running a terminal I can't see?"

Noticing his unusual side-gaze, the Metronian stared in a daze, and buried his head again.

And Omer continued to look at those cosmic people who would cast envious and jealous eyes on the two of them.

All of them are in their original appearance, or weird, or hideous, or even terrifying, and even the pets they bring are all special. They will never give the earth people any cognitive convenience, and even Omer has considered whether he wants to Also walks around in the form of a demon.

These are the so-called logistics and so-called auxiliary professionals in Tver's mouth.

They have nothing to do with the fighting and investigations in various parts of the city, and they don't even feel a sense of crisis at all, they are busy with their own affairs.

It made Omer feel a little split.

People are beating people to death outside, and here they are living in the workplace, and some people even go to work to catch fish - the most diligent Tokyo residents who are attacked by monsters in the special photos may not be so calm.

But no matter how weird this is, it has nothing to do with Omer. He just nodded slightly, and then asked: "Is there any result for what you asked to investigate?"

Omer Linton, who was already suspected because of his experience of 'playing with the Warrior of Light', even if he joined the invasion coalition army, he shouldn't ask questions.

In order not to be awarded the excellent treatment of "assigning an extra personal guard", Omer handed over the real burden of investigation to this Metron star.

This is also a cooperation that was discussed at the beginning, and it is a signed version of many famous horse girls.

The signed version is naturally not difficult for Omer to obtain, but for many fans of Ma Niang, it is a precious thing that is willing to pay too much.

The sadness of the idol chef is nothing more than this, but Omer will not laugh at it.

This is not because of the sympathy of the horse girl DD, it is just because...

Humans are born to run for what they want.

Just like most mercenaries are desperate for money, social animals are also wearing down their health and lifespan for a long time for money.

And a guy like Omer who stays in this kind of place for the card can't tell the difference between the idol chef who took the risk for the signature version.

Although the monster card and the signed version of the famous horse lady are expensive if they insist on exchanging money, they obviously don't value this kind of value.

"If there is a result, I have to send it to you sooner? I am ridiculed by those guys every day and bullied by you, and none of them want to talk to me. How can it be so smooth." He said, and took out a note from his trouser pocket.

Compared with Omer Linton, who was full of doubts, it was much more natural for Tweer who had been threatened to ask some indifferent or sensitive questions, let alone he was a technician.

But just as he said, although the condition of being threatened by Omer will appear less suspicious, the condition of being looked down upon by others will also hinder the investigation.

"It's simple, just add some merit to you." Ao Mo said lightly, and he took the note, and glanced at the live broadcast of the game on the screen as he raised his eyes.

He just glanced at it lightly, but a certain high-level technical executive suddenly became excited when he was talking about business: "Merit? Wow! It's the end!!"

"..."

Omer was a little speechless, and couldn't help but wonder if this person would suddenly yell because of the change in the direction of the horse race when organizing the meeting, and then be directly shot by the boss.

And the latter also noticed his strange gaze.

"Uh, sorry, what did you just say?"

"Let's talk after you finish," Linton trainer raised his hand to signal to continue.Sighing, he canceled the soundproof barrier, "Anyway, it will be very fast, there is no suspense."

After all, he had seen it all. Under the premise of complete advantage, Bourbon still activated that talent skill.

(End of this chapter)