Author: Gu Xinxuan

Chapter 432 NO.15 In fact, even at 19 years old, you are still growing up

Even you monsters and Ultraman have something to say...

Omer, who walked out of Weber Velvet's office, did not immediately confirm the newly added user account. Instead, he chewed on the words mentioned before, and his expression could not help but become subtle.

Perhaps we shouldn’t expect a Hongying person to have a tokusatsu culture accumulation, just like many children who watch Ultraman often can’t tell the difference between cosmic beings, mechanical weapons and monsters.

Anyway, as long as they become gigantic, unlike humans, and destroy cities, they are all monsters - many outsiders think so, and Omer has no intention of correcting them.

But this kind of knowledge that may involve entrusted processing should be done by Your Excellency II.

At least a human-demon hybrid shouldn't be considered a monster.

Is this a way of thinking that completely ignores the topic of ‘howdunit’ and only considers ‘whydunit’?

A bit...abnormal?

Feeling that this was somewhat inconsistent with the image of El-Melloi II he knew, he inevitably fell into deep thought, and then was tapped on the shoulder.

"Why don't you restrain yourself?"

"What?"

Omo was stunned for a moment, then looked at Hong Kai who patted his shoulder, and saw the other person looking at him helplessly.

"Aren't you self-conscious?" Although he is a ronin, he is also a ronin with a mobile phone. He directly placed the black screen in front of Omo, showing a puzzled face.

And those dark red eyes that are even more obvious against the black background.

"Although I can confirm that you won't do anything, there's no need to be so direct, right?"

"..."

He remained silent and did not answer. Instead, he immediately raised his hand and swiped the light screen of the terminal to reflect his own gaze in the selfie mode.

Little by little, after watching the red light on the screen fade away and return to brown again, he slowly sighed.

Nothing unusual now.

It would be better to say that it is not the opponent who is abnormal, but himself.

He suddenly became enlightened, but his expression was far from pretty.

"Thanks for the reminder, maybe I should get a pair of glasses."

He thought about the glasses that El-Melloi II wore. In his mind, that gentleman did wear glasses sometimes, but that was not always the case.

For magicians, glasses are a prop whose function often has nothing to do with vision correction.

Just like El-Melloi II's long hair, it was not because of aesthetics.

"The glasses are really good." Hong Kai nodded, but he didn't talk about the magical red eyes just now.

Holding the empty bottle in his hand, he just turned his head and glanced at the display screen not far away, then looked back.

"But are you going to find that Morgan next?"

"Go to Miss Gray first."

"I thought you were going to assist that man in his investigation."

"No interest, the other party didn't entrust me, and I'm just here to give a gift this time."

Raising the briefcase in his hand, Omo also noticed Kai's head turning and also glanced at the display screen hanging on the wall.

It was a news broadcast from Interstellar TV. The one-horned monsters on the screen looked ferocious and there were quite a lot of them.

Cherubim, the dangerous monster from space, is hardly a rare visitor.

Because they like to invade planets with high energy, or in other words, as long as there are high-energy waves, they can be attracted to feed, so the frequency of airborne attacks on civilization gathering places has always been high.

The frequency is not low, but the success rate is worrying. In addition, they are not completely brainless, and they still have a long memory, so the records of their invasion of the earth are only a few times a hundred years ago.

When it is in the news, it is basically invading other planetary civilizations.

And they all invade in groups, even taking the mother body with them.

This time it will probably be the same.

"Don't worry about it?" Homa asked him.

Looking at the battle scenes between the local military and monsters shown on the screen, the anxious war does not look like an old civilization at first glance.

It usually falls within the scope of Ultraman's supportive civilization.

However, there is only the Kingdom of Light office in this world, and there are only a group of young Austrians with an average age of less than 8,000 years old.

Each dispatch is not so much about maintaining the order of the universe and helping weak civilizations, but rather a simple outing for experience.

"The attendance rate of the Ultra Soldiers in the office is quite high, so they don't need me." Gang was still sighing at the young Ultraman's vitality. Whenever there was an opportunity to go on a mission, Ou was the one who rushed to do it. He just finished his words.

, there is a blue ribbon-like glow with black holes molding complete alien characters.

Omer took a look and used the terminal's fool-like translation function.

Didn't decipher it.

It seems that O50's language has not been included in the regular language translation library, which is disappointing.

Of course, it’s even more amazing that Orb Circle can continue to issue missions across a fucking world.

There are quite a few awesome black-hearted companies!

"It seems I still need you to do your work?" Homais asked.

In fact, there is no need to lament the fact that the Orb Circle can issue tasks across a world.

After all, in the final analysis, the reason why Kai is called a 'ronin' and a 'migratory bird of the Milky Way' is not only due to his own interests, but also because of work necessity.

As we all know, O50 galaxy’s specialty black heart wrap workmanship.

The appearance is very shiny and beautiful, attracting simple warriors with peace of mind to sign up and become Ultraman or even monsters.

But there are no five insurances and one housing fund (lack of a shake-up link, and there is no resurrection after death), you will not be charged if you are beaten at home (silver grid scene), and you will be given some unpaid hard work tasks from time to time (Kay

The hard reason for running around).

So Kai is not actually a particularly free Ultraman.

The fact that he can appear here proves that there is also a mission given to him by the Orb Circle here. After all, that thing does not give actual vacation time.

The one who is truly free must be a certain Dai Ao, known as Little Spark Tower.

"Uh..." Kai's expression was a little solemn. When he looked at Omer and the passers-by who were looking at him, he returned to his usual free and easy smile, "Although it's not the same thing, it's almost the same."

"Absolutely?" Omer stared at him.

Can't tell if he's lying.

When you study the history of multiple fields, you do get a sense of the subtlety of certain things being squeezed together.

This subtlety lies between the difficulty of remembering the same day and the annoying feeling of having to remember so many things on the same day. Then you will realize that there are still many coincidences in this world.

There is indeed the possibility of evil things colliding together in the vast universe.

Then there will be the possibility of shortage of manpower.

"Do you need help?" Omo asked, but he also noticed the distance and frightened expressions of the pedestrians around him.

"No, just continue your tortuous journey of gratitude, by the way..." Kai said, handing the soda bottle in his hand that he had emptied long ago but had no chance to throw away to Omer.

"Throw it away for me."

"no problem."

Omo took the bottle simply and heard the other person say again:

"Also...think about what you said before."

With an entrusting attitude and a serious expression, Ronin raised his finger and pointed at his own eyes:

"Just now, it turned red again."

"...I will apply to use the equipment here to check it out."

"Well, if I still have time after finishing my work, I will come back to see you."
Chapter completed!