Chapter 234 Why don’t you want to believe it?

But at this moment, Texas' brake call interrupted his distraction:

"Linton, is this here?"

People were coming and going on the streets of the South District, and many pedestrians cast their eyes on the van with the label of Penguin Logistics facing it. They were probably surprised to see such a logistics vehicle in the bustling commercial street at night.

As someone who once delivered couriers for Kelif with Angel Angel, Texas obviously knew the location of Ormer's office.

But the address given by Omo was two streets away from the office. Although she was a little confused, she didn't ask anything.

"That's right, it's time to say goodbye, you two."

Omo nodded, unbuckled his seat belt, and opened the car door. There was no need to ask him to open the trunk. Texas was very considerate. When he said hello, he had already heard the soft sound of the trunk door lock popping open.

"Don't forget that the doctor advised you not to move around." Mostima saw that he had already walked around to the back seat and unloaded the Beta motorcycle from the trunk.

The action of lifting up the heavy motorcycle can be regarded as strenuous exercise.

When Omo heard this, he just said with a subtle expression: "Don't forget that you are still wearing a bandage."

If you want to pretend to be sick, you should pretend to be more realistic and show off your acting skills.

In response, the mummy raised his hand and gestured 'OK'.

"See you next time." Texas also raised his hand to him through the open car window as a farewell.

It seems to have warmed up a little bit.

This reminded Omo of the visiting group he met before leaving Rhodes Island.

A visiting group composed of Skati, Ulbian, Ghost Shark, Gladia, Undertaker, Lapland, Nian, Xi and other combat participants.

The previous deep-sea hunters, including the paralyzed Sakota, didn't have much use for their inner disses. Anyway, they didn't put on a "let's kill them randomly" attitude.

And not all of them came to see Omo, after all, there were three people lying in the ward.

But they all expressed their gratitude to Omo.

Some are very straightforward, some are very riddles, referring specifically to a certain deep-sea hunter, and some are provocative, specifically referring to a certain white-haired wolf girl who said, "Remember this time, I will come to you next time when I encounter something interesting."

Lapland must have chatted with Texas. Although the raising of hands to say goodbye just now was a bit simple, considering Miss Chelenina's temperament, it was obviously a greeting to a friend.

It can be considered that the alternative has achieved its original intention. Although it is not possible to have a good relationship with the capable angel - is it necessary to do something specifically with the red-haired angel who escapes to have a good relationship?

Isn't it that her enthusiasm makes me feel exhausted?

Under the astonished gazes of passers-by, Omo, who had a plaster on his right hand, pushed the conspicuous heavy-duty motorcycle along the roadside without any pressure.

I was reviewing it in my mind, and felt that I should take off the plaster cast.

No matter how you think about it, it is a bit too personal to meet netizens with this disabled person's posture.

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I once mentioned that the location of Omer's office is quite remote.

It does not stand directly on the commercial street, but has a more classic facade in an alley.

It's true that Texas vans can't drive into a place like this. The alley entrance is the limit.

But such an alley entrance was enough for Omo to approach with a motorcycle.

The plaster on his right hand has been removed, and the bandage was thrown into the trash can on the roadside.

When he saw the light of day again, his arms did not show the characteristic 'atrophy' characteristic of new-born limbs, but his skin color was white.

There is indeed an obvious sense of disharmony, whether it is the rhythm of the five fingers or the feeling when clenching the fist, there is a bit of dissonance.

But at least it's not too dull.

This is good, Omo has the confidence to cover it up well.

A certain fallen angel needs to pretend to be sick, and he needs to pretend that nothing is wrong.

Although that netizen had actually seen his tragic battle damage on the live broadcast, that netizen was also from Tianmen City, which gave Omer some time to play.

In terms of medical resources and technology, Jiemen District is not worthy of comparison with Tianmen City, although orthopedics and neurology are particularly developed here due to the culture related to horse racing girls.

But the medical aspect of Tianmen City is a high-end version of Jiemen District.

——Jiemen District was selected by the racehorse culture to specialize in medical treatment.

——The City of Tianmen was selected to be fully specialized by the traveler incident related to Tianmen!

It was the Tianmen City where there were new invasions every day and clusters of time-travelers clashed. Of course, it had also achieved the intersection and development of countless medical technologies from different worlds.

Rhode Island Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. also has a large branch in Tianmen City. The reason why its headquarters is located in Jiemen District is not only due to the need to start a business, but also because the medical industry in Tianmen City is too huge.

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During the period when it was necessary to study the data on mineral disease, Rhode Island Company naturally attached great importance to the development and exchange of medical technology in Tianmen City.

After breakthroughs were made in the data on mineral disease and even a definite cure, it was necessary to shift the focus to company development. After the cooperation between the two industries, the Tianmen City was no longer suitable for Rhode Island.

But this goes too far.

All in all, Omo's situation could only be considered a minor injury in Tianmen City, and the common sense of Kalief, who is resident in Tianmen City, should not be able to change it so quickly.

So no problem...

Homais thought this as he pushed the cart towards his brand new office that had been renovated and was incompatible with the other facades around the alley.

As the distance gets closer, it is inevitable that I start to imagine what netizens will look like.

And when he thought of this, he inevitably thought of the profiling he had done when he helped the other person place their luggage.

This made him feel a little uneasy again.

He rarely felt so anxious. Last time, he was notified by the police station to pick up the body, and last time he went to the college entrance examination examination room. These were all big events for him.

A netizen who has known each other for several years and has a friendship that is even better than real life interactions will naturally appear uneasy when he actually wants to meet or even get along for a long time, especially since the previous profile trend also shows that the other person is more feminine in hobbies and behavioral habits.

It can’t really be... a woman, right?

Press the button to unlock the garage, park the motorcycle, and then walk to the main door. After his identity is verified by the house system, Omer pushes the door in. The first thing he sees is a familiar figure standing at the door.

"Good evening, Master."

Well……

The uneasy space was filled with surprise. Omo, who was stared at by the blue eyes, nodded slightly stiffly: "Good evening, why are you here?"

"What do you mean, why are you here? The trainer has lost contact. Can't the racing girl care about it?"

Another familiar voice came from above, causing Omo to raise his eyes and look at the brown-haired horse girl leaning in front of the fence on the second floor.

"I guessed you would come back here, and by chance Mr. Kelly also contacted me."

After saying this, Aili Suzi turned over and jumped from the second floor, which made Omo subconsciously want to shout to be careful, but he could only hesitate to say anything when he saw that the other party landed firmly.

Rehabilitation training, among other things, at least brought Suzi's physical fitness back to the right track for a horse racing girl.

But this also puts pressure on the floor to some extent - but Omer did not choose to lay the floor at all in order to save money.

That’s okay. Come on, carpet!

"How are you, Mr. Guinea Pig? I specially brought two nutrient supplements to speed up wound recovery," the brown-haired Ma Niang took out two test tubes sealed with corks from the pocket of her white coat, with a cold smile.

Hey, "The debut battle hasn't even started yet, so we can't fall first before the horse girl~"

Uh... I'm angry.

Was it Kelif who disclosed his injury?

No, if this is the case, then the test tubes brought should not be nutrient supplements, at least not to speed up recovery after wounds, but to supplement calcium.

So... is it just because the previous message was replied too late?

"..." Omer raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. He did not take the two nutrient solutions for the time being, but asked, "Where is Kelif?"

Instead of apologizing immediately, he had a plan that would have a more intuitive effect and kill two birds with one stone, and that was to ask this.

Unlike the two horse racing ladies, Kelif knew the specific extent of his injury. Whether it was pre-ventilation for subsequent exchanges, or shifting the focus to draw the other person's attention, these were all questions that should be asked at this moment.

but why……

Tachyon's sneer seemed to become more obvious.

"Kalifu? She is asking the coffee shop to teach her how to use the coffee machine. Are you eager to drink the coffee over there?"

"Of course not. First of all, I didn't know he was making coffee, and secondly, in terms of potions...?" Omer was suddenly startled.

"You mean her?"

Tachyon didn't use Tomyam at all. Although it was already summer vacation, her communication habits in the extremely Eastern environment of Tereson Academy had not changed yet.

‘かれ’ (him) and ‘かのじょ’ (her).

It's different after all.
Chapter completed!