Snake: [Keliff, are you there?] Share something good with you.

[Picture], look, Gomorrah]

[[Picture], and this, a generation of King Red, the leader of the monsters of Tatara Island! I think I miss it, right? I've been reading the records here for eight years. 】

Hammer, who had typed out the string of words, looked up at the yellow corn cob again, and as he stepped forward, he was about to go to the next place, when he noticed that the terminal trembled slightly, causing him to look down slightly to see the reply on the light screen.

Keliff: [You've arrived at the Gate of Heaven? Not... It's not as good as the one I carved, isn't there a red version? Obviously called King Red. 】

Snake: [Wait until EX or be possessed by Sfia and it will be red, oh, and here is this [picture], Drass Lifeform!] Although it is a round valley hall, it is all-encompassing, and I also saw a 1:1 model display case with toothed wolf armor, which can be taken for you later.

Keliff: [You can take some pictures of the Hora model, haven't you answered my first question, you're in Hall Eight?] 】

Snake: [Yes, the sooner you want to see something, the better, and it's only a matter of ten minutes from the seventh at the entrance.] 】

After typing this string of words, Omer looked up again to correct the route he had confirmed earlier and the position of the surrounding crowd.

It is naturally very dangerous to be a bowed head in a crowded exhibition hall, so he used a glance around a few seconds ago to confirm the position of others, judge the direction of the other party, and reserve a small route for himself not to bump into anyone - of course, this is just a move of rights, in fact, he has to look at his eyes from time to time to correct the route, just like he is holding the terminal at the moment, and his eyes are on the surrounding display cabinets and the flow of people.

The original founder of the Tsuburaya exhibition hall was a time-traveler, and according to Bi Ze, he was also a "tokusatsu copyist" player, who brought the metal hero series to the world, and supplemented the "Ultraman" and "Ultraman Seven" series, which already had three works.

In fact, the time-traveler wasn't the first tokusatsu copywriter, but he was the first person who thought of naming the tokusatsu cultural venue in honor of a senior named 'Eiji Tsuburaya'.

After he started this, he soon had the support and followers of other special effects enthusiasts, including some of the original special effects production team and the new special effects copyist, which also made the scale of the exhibition hall bigger and bigger, and now it is a large exhibition hall composed of 13 exhibition halls.

In the name of the Tokusatsu Cultural Exhibition Hall, it is natural that it will not only be related to "Ultraman".

It's like Ormer did pick up the camera port of the terminal at this moment, and hit the shooting button on the simulation not far away.

The first work of the tooth wolf, the scene of 'Tsushima Steel Tooth vs. Hora' is reproduced, and the statue freezes itself for a moment.

There are a lot of people looking for shooting angles here, probably trying to make this scene more cool.

The center of the shooting is either aimed at the model of 'Tsujima Steel Fang', or at the point where the tooth wolf sword meets Hora's sharp claws, and there are many people standing on Hora's side, but they are also trying to create a sense of oppression of 'Tsujima Steel Tooth', and only Omer is here to hang around Hora.

No way, to be honest, this Hora style is indeed quite subtle, as a character in the first few episodes of the TV scene, in order to show off the alien and monster sense and have no sense of beauty, unlike the booths of 'Da Cuba' and 'Ghidorah' surrounded by a group of specialized 'photographers'.

It's not even the final boss.,It's just a scene to restore the fame of the toothed wolf.。

However, Omer was still very careful to find angles to highlight the weirdness, and he didn't even bother to take pictures of himself and Morrison.

Snake: [[Picture], I'll look for something else, is there anything you'd like to see?] 】

Omer, who had finished knocking on the string, waited for a few seconds and glanced at the man next to him.

Among the onlookers who are mostly photographers, he is a rare pure passerby, holding a mobile phone that can encrypt content like a terminal, and only relying on the screen color change to prevent the anti-peeping eye.

At a glance, Omer could see the contents of the chat on his screen, which included a picture of a sized, two-pricked ape.

It looks like it's... Gomorrah Niang.

It seems to be called Kuroda Mikazuki, right? Without looking up the memory, Ormer wasn't sure.

That thing is one of the results of the project to turn the monster into a mother... Omer wasn't enthusiastic about it, not that he had a high pursuit of monster purity, but that the project itself was subtle and didn't create any decent characters, and then it didn't follow.

Omo had heard Bi Ze say that the work was also the result of copying and was a product of another world, but that copyist obviously did not have the sense of responsibility of the people in Copying 2077 and World of Warcraft! None of the original plans were optimized to live the second life.

It's just that it provides so many basic images.,Q version is more than the normal proportion.,It's all up to the creation of the same artist to survive.。

used to say that monster culture is a niche in the niche, and the monster girl is even more in the extreme of enclosure and self-sprouting because of the failure of publicity and the embarrassment of her works.

After all, monster culture can be said to be a kind of pan-culture, not limited to special effects, nor limited to virtuality, and the monster girl project is indeed just a small thing related to Ultraman.

It's almost sent.

It's also in the overlapping circle of the special effects circle, and you can see it from time to time.

Omer's main impression of it is still on the lake Lan and Jeton Niang, and he is not very interested in Kuroda Sankazuki, so he naturally won't consider taking the initiative to talk, not to mention that the terminal in his hand finally responded:

[No, I'm tired of seeing, have you gone to the showcase near the corridor? 】

Snake: Mothra's cupboard? I've been there, but I didn't see anything special, so it's a pity.]

Keliff: [Maybe I'll have to change the time, I'll go out and talk later]

Snake: [Wait, I want to ask something, can I delay for a minute or two?] 】

Keliff: ?] Just ask]

Snake: [You've been to the City of Heaven, do you have any travel recommendations that you have personally experienced?] Needless to say, if it's written in a travel magazine.]

Keliff: [Personally experienced...... There is a drink shop in the north area of Tianmen City, which is quite good, and there are soul-flavored drinks that you like half-bloods, which are said to be able to replace the taste of directly sucking souls. 】

[But don't go on the first day, if it doesn't suit your taste, it's a bad start, you still care about the "beginning", right? ] 】

Snake: [Remember the address?] 】

Keliff: [I'll flip through the records later, and I'll give you the results if I have them, by the way, I'll give you a piece of advice, pay attention to the key when you go out, don't lose it]

Snake: [Although the boundary gate area is very modern and modern, my house is still electronically locked]

Keliff: [But you still have the key, right?] 】

Snake: [Indeed...]

Omo let go of his left hand and touched the keychain on the back of his waist, the electronic lock can be unlocked directly by voice and fingerprint, but when these two functions are problematic, there is also the original choice of the highest authority such as key unlocking.

And with Omer's caution, he would carry it even if he didn't need it, just as he still has banknotes and coins in his wallet to this day.

The well-developed electronic payment system should not completely ignore some unfortunate possibilities.

It's just that he couldn't figure out whether Keliff knew him well enough, or if he was simply insisting on continuing the topic in order to justify his point of view.

Keliff: [So, be careful not to lose it, so that's it, I'll go first~]

Snake: [Okay, goodbye]

Looking at the other party's brisk tone and thinking of the fluttering posture of the other party's avatar, I always felt a little inexplicable want to laugh, and Omo couldn't help but exit the chat room with some laughter, and retreated slightly in the squeezing and pushing of the 'sorry' sound on the side, and instead slid the photos that had been taken, and began to send mass messages to David, Bi Ze, and Morrison's accounts.

As for the Twitter feed, let's go back and talk about it, because there are no fans, and Omer doesn't pay much attention to it.

However, looking at Morrison's avatar, he felt a little disappointed, and he couldn't help but think back to his previous concern for the city, thinking that he had almost walked around this venue, maybe he should go to the drink shop recommended by Keliffe, and it should be no problem to be early.

With this in mind, he turned to look at the stadium sign not far away for an exit.

It was only when his gaze swept over the half-man-tall Mothra model display case near the staircase that he saw the lady who was special enough.

Next to the lady was a man wearing a black hat, a black cloak, and a black scarf, and even half of his face was obscured, leaving only a pair of sharp eyes to identify.

This gender is also determined by other factors such as the contour of the body, the contour of the back of the hand, the posture of the standing, and the width of the shoe.

It is not necessarily certain that the other party's gender is really determined by the visual field alone, after all, the cover of the costume is too large and too suspicious.

But it's also possible that this appearance is just a visual deviation of the holographic projection - provided that the other party's camouflage technology fools the detection equipment of the stadium ticket inspection.

But there's no need to pretend to be so suspicious with that technology, right? Is it the possibility of the lesser of two evils?

Omer was slightly surprised.

It's also thanks to the fact that most of the special chefs are tolerant, especially for this kind of guy who dresses like a weird person, and for other exhibitions, the security guards have come to chase people away, but here, everyone still thinks he is playing a villain role.

It's broken... Dangerous characters are real......

Just by glancing at it, Omer felt a slight tingle in his eyebrows.

The perception that had been disconnected for a while reciprocated to him the same feeling as if he had seen some of his adoptive father's mercenary friends, and his gaze fell on the other's thin palm that leaned out of the cloak to confirm gender for at least two seconds.

The palm of the hand hung down from the waist, but it was not completely covered by the cloak, and it was naturally slightly raised, and at the same time it was incredibly stable, completely unmoved by the breath and the sound of words.

It seems that you can draw some weapon at any time, or attack with your fists and feet.

It's like you're always on the lookout for something.

The natural defensive posture seemed to merge with itself, and the pair of eyes, the sharp and slightly ferocious downward hanging eyes, had an astonishing power of observation, paying close attention to everything around them, including themselves.

The moment they met their gaze, Omer chose to retreat, and the other party just frowned and did not act.

More dangerous than your average mercenary... Omo thought to himself that mercenaries would also have moments of negligence, and most people would not cultivate this kind of vigilance in their lives and work, even if they were going to fight at any time, even his adoptive father.

That is the vigilance and vigilance that only ordinary elites can have.

Wait a minute... There is another possibility......

Omer, who was pondering and walking towards the exit of the stadium, stood still, and then stepped again, increasing his pace little by little, in a way that would not be alerted.

One possibility.

I mean, maybe.

Need to be vigilant all the time, could it be because he's a wanted criminal?

Searched by officials all day long?

Omer's pace grew faster and faster, an unfamiliar thrill brewing in his chest, and his mind began to work at an accelerated pace, so much so that over and over again, the chip retrieved his previous memories, retrieved the information from the previous glimpse.

Then he noticed that the special lady was holding something in her hand.

The 8-inch metal cylindrical contraption with dark red crystals twisted around the blood vessels could easily be seen as a toy in this arena.

What kind of magic wand for an older magical girl?

Is there a bit of a twist in the art style? If it is an enemy service, it is understandable.

... The train of thought was a little off, and Ommer, who had already walked out of the exhibition venue, raised his hand, beckoned a floating car, showed the address of the drink shop that Keliff had just sent, and then opened the browser and loaded it into the Tianmen City Wanted Persons Inquiry Network.

It is somewhat reckless to call the police directly, so it's better to flip through the list to see if there are any familiar eyes.