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Chapter 636 NO.7 Unpredictable God

"It's called... New Universe, right? That kid's name."

"Well, there are many light spots in that space, shining like stars. Please forgive me for using such a vague description. Regarding that dream, no matter how I think about it, I feel that I can't see it all."

"This is not something that needs to be apologized, student Shining, I just want to hear the details of your dream, I think... this may give me a new feeling."

"Feel?"

"Does Miss Rongjin know about the Clock Tower?"

"The clock tower-shaped building located thirteen kilometers away from Teresan, one of the teaching points of alien energy skills, its headquarters is in Hengchang City, and there are 14 branches in the Federation..."

"Eh? I understand it very clearly. Is Rong Jin Shining also interested in magic?"

"No, I'm reading this." Rong Jin said brightly, and raised his finger to the light screen beside him.

The desert hero also looked along the finger, just in time to see Linton's trainer poking points on the light screen and crossing out Viki's picture.

"?" When their eyes met, both sides couldn't help sending out question marks.

Then Omer waved his hand in the first reaction:

"Don't worry about me, you guys continue talking..."

As he spoke, he put his palms together thoughtfully to erase the light screen, and then pulled out a small camera screen hanging in mid-air: "Well, I'll start a screen recording, and then I won't bother you, both of you." continue."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the cooking table.

After all, the two girls are just a small meeting with a friend, which is not suitable for an adult to attend.

Not only does the extra adult add to the stress, but it can get in the way of the conversation itself, even if that adult is within the same age gap as the children.

The senior Ms. Moon who left a step earlier has undoubtedly set an example for him. She probably has some affairs to deal with, and it is rare to find time to meet Omo.

Moreover, most of the time in that meeting was spent on looking at and testing Omer.

It was as if he was such a dangerous person that he needed to be checked many times before he was allowed to touch the child brought by the other party.

Well, Omer is actually not too surprised by this.

Presumably, my dangerousness and lack of professionalism have been well-known among these senior colleagues, including but not limited to: mercenary trainers who often ask for leave to let horse girls work for them, trainers who master the power of monsters, and trainers who can educate terrible horses. The trainer of my mother, the trainer who has a motorcycle with a very exaggerated shape like a bosozoku... all kinds of things.

These sounded like rumors, only the "education of terrible horse girls" could be denied by Homa, insisting that the girls under him were all good boys, so there was nothing terrible about it.

Other than that... nothing more, no need to mention it!

The biological instinct called 'Mu Qiang' is always present everywhere, and this central Treisen with diverse ethnic groups is a representative proof.

No matter what the reputation is, as long as he can prove his strength, even if he is alone like Narita Shirahito, he can still receive gifts and letters on Valentine's Day that can make the shoe cabinet not close - what?You say Teresan is a girls' school?
Does not affect.

Although it is not to the point where the strong can bully the weak, it is true that it is difficult for the strong to be pointed at.

Even in the past, Aimu Zhiji, who hardly gave interactive feedback to the audience on the field, ignored any invitations and provocations from opponents, and just ran on her own, still has a large number of fans.

She whitewashed her behavior of closing her heart as aloofness, and called her evasion of blindly excluding all existence in her field of vision as concentration, and felt that her attitude of not wanting a trainer was a relic of the emperor——I didn’t know the reason why Rudolph symbolized that there was no trainer at the beginning, Just because the trainers 'wear up' too quickly and always give in to do things for the family, it might as well not be.

Looking at the current Aimi Zhiji who is talking softly with the teahouse and Bourbon, and there will be a few smiles when talking, Amo can hear a faint words:

"Aren't you considering signing her?"

Even without the gray-and-white freeze frame that seems to be stipulated by the industry, you can still feel the deadly silence at this moment, which comes from the relative stillness of everything.

"If you ask, I bet she won't refuse." The voice came again, as charming as it was still in my ears.

But if you look carefully, you will find that the location of the sound source is actually lower.

"When will the goddess want to steal the devil's work?" He asked softly, squinting at the 1.7-meter-three Dali Arab.

Purple hair and green eyes, it is definitely not AI but the main body, also the main body that has not been seen for a long time, and it is the first horse girl god who gave him guard.

The god stood beside him, staring at him, and during the few seconds of deathly silence——

Bang! !

Amidst the sudden loud noise, the tall and ferocious demon, covered in scales and with many barbed claws, resisted the goddess' sudden kick.

"You're still so rude." There was obvious impatience between the goddess' brows, but she wasn't too angry when she saw that the demon was fighting against the kick.

Because she only needed a little more force, and the demon flew upside down, regaining balance and resistance under the stretched wings.

"Then, shouldn't the noble Arabian lord be more reserved? It is not in line with the dignity of the gods to easily let your feet fall."

Going around the bourbon and the teahouse, and rectifying the tables and chairs next to Orihime, the demon almost tiptoed, only after passing by did he regain his stern and vicious posture, and pointed at it with his sharp fingertips. The corner of the opponent's shoe.

"..." Looking towards the edge of the shoe, she saw that little black thing on it stretched out its teeth and claws, and was crushed by her foot again.

"It's always these little tricks."

"If I think about it, the boss who tried to attack the employees might not have the right to say that." The demon turned into a human youth again, and just saying hello was enough just now.

After all, Miss Dali Arabia has such a violent temper. When they first met, she yelled at him through the torii gate, and then tried to kick him, but now Omer let her do it a little bit.

"Employees? You are doing things for Qiu Chuan, not me!"

"Then what about the commission of the new universe? Is it just your AI itself?"

"Uh...uh, ah!" The goddess hesitated and stomped her feet, "It's annoying! Then I apologize!"

This made Aomo's eyes widen slightly in surprise: "It doesn't have to be like this, your Excellency is still a goddess after all."

Naturally, he never thought that his casual words would have such an effect.

To be honest, in terms of the actual situation of the gods and demons, the movement just now was only at the level of slapstick, not even a few tables and chairs were turned down.

——Of course, that's because he stabilized his body in mid-air, otherwise there would still be a parabola that smashed over the cooking table at the back of the classroom.

Central Teresen, as an extreme oriental campus, not only arranges kitchen education such as home lessons, but also prepares a very spacious cooking room for it—however, after the decoration of rows of cooking tables is completed, the sense of spaciousness has also been weakened. a lot.

But it hurts a lot.

"Then what do you think?"

"Just say what you want."

"Why..." Dali Arab was speechless for a while, looked around at the still horse girl, and stammered as if embarrassed, "Just come and have a look."

"Hey, galloping in the human world," Amo said expressionlessly, "I thought you were here to inspect the progress."

"It's okay to inspect the progress! Tell me! How's the situation!" The goddess obviously knows how to use it.

"What should I say? The progress is very slow, why don't you use all your strength to drag her back?"

"If you can pull it directly, do you still need to find it?"

"Your Majesty, the goddess is not very good at the Internet."

"Are you getting more and more presumptuous! There are also many gods in the online world! Whether it's the gods of the digital world or the alien gods you provoked!"

"It sounds like my job risk has increased, can I get a raise?"

"You are joking?"

"It doesn't need much, as long as I can bless my girls twice on the next winner's stage."

"once!"

"Really? I'm joking." Omer was a little surprised, and immediately turned sideways to avoid the opponent's second kick.

It's really a joke, no matter what the risk is, he doesn't like to give up halfway, let alone save that little pen pal.

But the goddess obviously didn't think so, and the shadow of Xiongjun emerging from behind directly exuded an unreasonable aura like a monster.

"Can I apologize?"

"Bow! Ninety degrees!"

Are you not an Arabian horse girl?

Omer bowed his head in silence, but his heart was not dead:

"The one you mentioned just now?"

"You heard me wrong, I never said that!"

...Alas, Goddess.

(End of this chapter)