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Chapter 549 NO.132 The Heart and Eyes Shrink Further with the Age of the Body

"What are you and Can Angel planning to make Omer come to me for help?"

"I'm still thinking about how to speak, but I was questioned by you first. I haven't seen this situation for a long time, Texas."

Lapland, who was walking in front, looked back in surprise.

"Linton is already worthy of your active concern? You can't really be a young boy, right?"

The wicked guy who used the words he saw in the chat records not long ago did have excellent adaptability.

But she also has the right to refuse to adapt, just like the title she is saying at the moment.

Texas, that's a surname and a code name.

For the able angels, addressing code names is a job requirement, and it is a habit.

But now they are also trying to reverse their habits, calling each other by their real names, which are much more jerky than their code names, outside of work.

Lapland, who has no real job needs, deserves better, but she still calls Texas Texas.

Although Texas is a surname, it is also an appellation with extraordinary significance. It uses compound meanings to construct Texas in Lappland's eyes.

Laplande, on the other hand, is the opposite.

Everyone calls Lapland by his real name, and Lappland is his first name, which is the surname of the abandoned family, and only represents Lapland's own code name and appellation.

Every time it is called, it is a kind of vigilance from the outside world.

Wake her up is Lappland.

After the ore disease was cured, in this land that lacked decent gangsters, following the footsteps of Texas, she had lost the purpose of life for a moment.

It was only for a moment.

Because of this name, this title reminds her of her original self.

She is Lappland.

A peaceful land cannot assimilate her, and a peaceful land cannot corrupt her. She walks in this civilized jungle with the same wildness as the wilderness, like a wolf that is difficult to tame.

Far purer than the Beastmaster from the barren land in the shadows beside her.

In contrast, Texas, which she has been watching all the time, has further cast that wildness into another form.

"It's hard for me to imagine the reason why he asked me for help." She replied to Laplande's joking words that were almost insulting, her tone was as calm as an AI student discussing her graduation thesis.

There is no sharpness at all, like a stone whose edges and corners have been blunted by reality.

Seeing this, Laplande was not angry, but said in the usual provocative tone:

"Then you really know him."

"Don't you know him?" Texas said lightly, "He saved you, didn't he?"

"You have to understand the logic after being rescued? You won't be out of your mind, Texas."

"You won't fail to investigate the guy who arouses your interest." Cherenina just said indifferently.

"And at the DJ performance in the gospel class, many people really got to know him."

"That's true."

Laplande has to admit that as long as he witnesses the maddened demon commanding everything in front of the DJ stage, anyone who is willing can gain something.

It was a young man who always covered himself tightly in front of others, and rarely showed a corner of his heart to others.

And when he witnessed that corner, Laplande was able to be more sure of his conjecture.

Crazier than himself, more indifferent than Mostima, more natural than Texas, he looks like the same kind at first glance, but in reality he is even more distorted, he deserves the title of 'monster'.

Perhaps only this world can breed such an extremely weird existence.

Admittedly, it is not uncommon, or even common, to have both deep distortions and repressed and distorted rationality at the same time.

Everywhere.

In peaceful times and in a society under the rule of law, there are many people who seem to be ordinary, but have dark, evil, dirty, and wretched thoughts in their hearts.

People always coexist with good and evil, and there are many guys in the world who have controlled the darkness in their hearts and pretended to be good people in society.

What is truly amazing is not this kind of inner structure, but the degree of distortion that can tolerate and control monsters, and the rationality that overrides it.

It is absolutely unusual to be able to breed such a dark environment.

And the same.

The perseverance to suppress this darkness is even more incredible.

Seeing such a pure Lapland, Fang will always pay attention to Omer at the same time that they lack enough intersection with each other.

Otherwise, with her personality of only seeing Texas and everything other than Texas, she would never be invited to join the "Omer 80 Group".

Although they have had the experience of acting together and were rescued by Omer, there are not many intersections other than this.

It's nowhere near 'Prank?add me! 'The degree of enthusiasm.

Omer was still a bit puzzled, but Texas understood everything.

After all, she and Laplande are not only old acquaintances, but also enemies and friends.

Apart from your best friend, the one who knows you best is more likely to be your old enemy who has confronted you so far.

Whether Lapland can occupy the former position is hard to say.

After all, Texas, as the most protagonist of the story in Penguin Logistics, can be regarded as a woman at the core of the relationship network. There are really many "girlfriends".

Even in terms of seniority, the female head of the Rossetti family can fight Lapland.

But when it comes to the latter, Laplande can step forward without hesitation:
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So at the moment when Laplande was planning to test something, Texas took the lead in attacking, catching Laplande by surprise with the topic of the young colleague he had just picked up.

The latter's finger that was playing with miniature goods stunned: "That guy is really interesting, I haven't seen that kind of guy in the previous land."

"So I want to remind you that the way of making friends should be normal," Texas said coldly, this time it was no longer a habitual expression, but she really couldn't put on a good face, "I can tolerate your temper Not many people."

She counts as one, Laplande's father counts as one, Rhode Island's doctor counts as one, and a lady from his hometown counts as one, besides——

There will be no more.

Even in Rhodes Island, where there are so many strange people, Lapland doesn't have many friends.

Even the members of Penguin Logistics are only because of Texas. They inevitably see and contact each other often, and they have cultivated a little friendship forcibly.

The angel Remulle, who is as enthusiastic as her hair color, is able to not forget to take her all the way when doing things——

——It seems to be a bit of a friend of a friend, but if you really want to face Laplande's nature, being an angel is almost meaningless.

"Really, I think that guy doesn't matter at all," Laplande said habitually, "He and Dr. Rhode Island are kind of the same kind."

"If you want to think so." Texas also habitually gave up.

Anyway, this guy is not well disciplined, and similar examples are not once or twice. She just hopes that the other party can have another friend besides herself.

It's like seeing a radical emoticon posted by Croissant in a group: I can't be your XX, XX, XX, and XXX forever.

Although not to that extent, Lappland has been annoying her more and more recently.

It's rare to see people today. She doesn't expect the other party to be normal, but at least she has a few decent friends.

Don't get used to a guy like Zaro (beast master in the shadows) who can't explain.

"You're about to divert the topic, don't you think about explaining the commissions you received yesterday?" Laplande said, throwing away the things in his hand.

"Death monia, Dallas, blood-sucking ball," said Laplande as if he knew his own knowledge, "it's no wonder you took out the outfit that Rossetti prepared for you, aren't you hot? Doesn't that guy Aomo dislike the smell of your feet?"

"...Omer told you?" Texas, who selectively ignored the last sentence, his expression twitched, but he still exposed the other party's behavior of pretending to be a pedant.

"Ha, guess what? The world's network is quite developed, and there are many map recognition engines."

"It seems that Omer said it."

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"..." In the room, the boy who was planning rice suddenly raised his head, hesitantly stopped, and restrained the desire to sneeze with great perseverance.

"What's wrong? Do you want sister Lei to feed you!!"

"Is your surname Rae?"

Although the body became smaller, the small mouth was still not very friendly, little Omer looked suspicious.

"I just got a little backlash and I guess it's time for Texas to be questioned by Laplande."

"Huh? What did you do?"

"I should ask her what she did. She put Laplande in to torture me, and I can also ask Laplande to find her."

(End of this chapter)