Chapter 116 It’s so easy to say that, you bastard

Arisuko: [How did you persuade the mechanical guinea pig to rest? 】

——————A message withdrawn by Ali Soko————

Arisuko: [Forget it, I’ll experiment again and see. You’d better restore your status properly.”]

?

Is this from Tachyon?

Is this the Eliseko?

Didn't someone steal your phone and impersonate it?

Wait, what other experiments can she do in the library?

Omo looked at the characters on the screen that were completely stagnant after they popped up with some surprise, but before he could make any response, a finger opened the light screen, revealing Zhou Jingjing's sneering face.

"You can still be distracted when reviewing the work content? You really don't respect the client."

"No, in fact, that is news from another facilitator. In order for the plan to proceed smoothly in the future, you still need to pay attention to what should be paid attention to."

In the activity room on the third floor of the high school, Omer had already sat up from the recliner, looking at the quietness of Sunday rather helplessly.

The gentleness of "smiling and nodding" mentioned in the casual chat between passers-by has never appeared in his place. On the contrary, the 11-point fan-shaped statistical ratio of three points irritable, six points severe, and two points fierce is real, making this moment

He was still tired and really didn't want to receive her.

But the donor is always great.

As if it were to protect the personal property he had left here, Homais had to be careful what he said.

Lest the other party kick his Mewtwo Experience Device away if he is in a bad mood.

Even if the other party is willing to compensate for the losses, Omer has no intention of exchanging the old one for the new one.

But even if he cooperated enough, the other party was still dissatisfied.

"Facilitator? Where else can you find someone who could be involved in something like this?"

Zhou Jingjing glanced at the screen aside unhappily: "The kid next to the teahouse does have some abilities, but if you underestimate those companies because of this, I want to warn you."

When he first visited the student union, the intelligence needed to be integrated as much as possible, so Omer would turn on the public mode to let Tako also see what was going on there, but now, of course, he continues to keep the private mode.

But the privacy protection of that mode didn't seem to be high enough. Whether it was the initial finger pointing or the name that Zhou Jingping said at this moment, it proved that even the so-called 'private mode' could not maintain privacy in front of her.

Because she is a spirit.

The interference of spirits in dead objects has existed since ancient times. As technology gradually developed, there were records of ghosts entering electronic products and causing trouble. Today, electronic vampires like Morrison are still spirits in nature.

You will also be able to swim freely in the world of data.

Peace on Sunday is not impossible.

She didn't do it just because she didn't want to, or maybe... it was some legal restrictions that he had heard about but hadn't studied carefully that hindered her.

Naturally, the management and protection apps downloaded by most terminals will indeed play some role.

It is said that officials of the Holy Terra Federation have mobile phones with built-in Ultimate Digimon as information guards. Depending on their functional orientation, there are differences between 'Iron Empire dispatch' and 'Yggdrasil dispatch'.

These are all arrangements in the digital world. Another layer of protection derived from real-life cyber hackers and cyber police is another matter.

Omer always felt that the rumored intelligence was a bit far away from him, but he thought that the information protection held by rich and powerful company executives was probably not much worse.

But I didn’t intend to fight against that kind of person right away...

Seeing the seriousness in the other person's eyes, Omo's expression became even more helpless.

"Warn me?"

"Looking at your reaction, I know you're not taking it seriously," Sunday Ningjing sneered unceremoniously, "New mercenaries really can't imagine what kind of darkness there will be under those companies that are sanctimonious in front of others, right?"

"Do you still think that this place in Jiemen District is pure white and ideal, and cannot tolerate any darkness?"

"Of course not, maybe you don't know yet." Thinking of the other party's disdain for him and the fact that he did not investigate his own origin in detail, Omer needed some self-introduction, "My adoptive father was an armed employee of a security company.

In other words - a thug."

As soon as these words came out, the black-haired horse lady also restrained her aggression, narrowed her eyes slightly, and turned to look at Suzi's test bench and the pile of debris in the teahouse.

Then just when Homais thought she was going to remain silent, he suddenly said:

".So tell me the reason why you let her participate?"

She asked, and under Omer's gaze, she put her hand into the pile of debris that still had some dust on it, and took out the very familiar paper ball.

Opening it up and looking at the words on it, she suddenly smiled again.

That smile indeed made her look more like the sister at the Manchester City Teahouse, but if Omer continued to remain silent, it would probably turn into indifference and depression.

"To put it simply, I didn't let her actually participate. I just told her that I was rejected by that company's dream server, and then she suggested that her research might be able to connect me back."

"Maybe?" Zhou Jingjing turned to look at him.

"Yes, I haven't even said a word about this yet. She went to the library to read. I wanted to confirm it again in the afternoon. You were already here before that."

Omo said and shrugged: "I didn't expect you to be quite anxious?"

"I saw the news that my buyer account was blocked early in the morning. Do you think I wouldn't come over to check on the situation?"

"Did you apply for the account directly using your own identity?" Omer frowned.

"Of course not. I have several clean identities in my hands, any one of them will do."

The speech was still familiar and did not sound like a good person, so Omo was silent for a moment.

"Then are they all racehorse girls?"

"How else can I use it conveniently?"

"Okay, the first suspicion: the horse racing girl." Omo raised his hand angrily and marked these three words on the light screen at the side.

"..." This time Sunday became quiet.

"You have also thought about it. Since the company is looking for horse racing girls to assist in research, it is also sending advertisements to various stores near Treson. At this time, will a customer who is a horse racing girl pop up and not be noticed?"

"I even think they are on alert. Are there other horse girls other than you investigating this matter?"

"Yes, but it has nothing to do with us. They start from reality. I have no expectations at all."

Sighing at the tranquility of Sunday, he turned to look at the coffee machine at Manchester City Cafe and began to familiarly find the container containing the coffee beans.

"I'll get a normal buyer number later."

"No need, or you can find someone else to try with that number." Looking at the crumbs of the coffee beans ground by this Mao sister, Omo's nose twitched slightly, and he recognized the quality of the coffee beans.

"I decided to try Tachyon's plan first."

"If you can re-enter using the banned account route, as long as you are not discovered, it will be an excellent cover. If another account causes some trouble, the cover effect will be even better."

"The premise is that the little girl really has a way," Zhou Jingping ground his coffee without turning his head to look at him, obviously thinking that the chance was not high, "and you can really avoid being discovered, right?

"

"I'm still willing to give you your trust once. After all, that's who I chose to be the horse girl."

Although he was forced to do so by blocking the door, it was not a lie. Omo really trusted Elitatsuko's research ability.

"But it also depends on whether you have such trust in me."

"I don't trust it."

Ning Jing's direct response on Sunday made Omer shake his head silently without being surprised.

It's time to take another idea, he just thought, turned to look at Tachyon's test bench, but heard the other person say:

"But I have the location of the dream server, so it doesn't hurt to let you try it once."

"...If you are trapped, you can also physically attack the server to rescue - is this what you mean?"

"Almost, but I still hope you won't let me waste my time."

Having already finished grinding quickly, Sunday Serenity further tinkered with the coffee machine: "Do you want a cup?"

“…what an amazing invitation.”

"how?"

“Is it serious to recommend coffee to a person with insomnia?”

"Of course, you can stay awake all day and then sleep all day, so that you have the most ample time to conduct the eleitachyon experiment."

"...I'm seriously thinking about whether I should say dirty things to a woman."

Thanks to the sunset and the sunset, for changing the nickname to include illegal words, Pipicheski, and the apocalypse sanctuary for the reward.

Thank you thank you!
Chapter completed!