Omer was killed once in the Security Service cafeteria.

Four bowls of rice, six dishes, and a large bowl of soup.

I also broke two pairs of chopsticks.

But it doesn't matter!

It is important to give high praise to the canteen master for his work!

And it didn't cause onlookers!

Because the rest of the people don't necessarily have less on the table.

But it's not surprising to think about it.

It's okay to say that the cultivation of source energy is really more or less going to increase the amount of food, after all, some spells also have to eat physical strength and even vitality.

Not to mention the physical cultivation category, each of them is a good rice bucket.

Omer's table is really nothing in comparison.

Not even as good as some horse racing girls (x).

But after eating, Omer immediately got up and did not linger.

It's a good habit to take a few steps to eat, but it's mainly because there's an executor waiting for him at the door.

Wait for him to take notes.

didn't give him any time to digest.

It is said to be a transcript, but in fact there is nothing to record.

For no other reason, with a chip in his head, Omer's information is always entered and sealed, and can be sifted and transmitted at any time according to his instructions.

There may be concealment, but it is absolutely true, and it is not the chip company that proves this, but the heart of Terra, which synchronizes all the data.

Of course, personal privacy can be concealed, and the Security Bureau of the Two Realms is quite open-minded in this regard, perhaps because Omer is indeed a hero who has helped them a lot.

It's just that there is also a problem in this, that is, his chips have been on strike for a while.

During the time when he used the Beta Demon Blade to awaken the power in the monster card and transform into the hundred-meter behemoth, there was no record of Omer's condition.

"So you still want to know what I did as a monster?" Omer's brow furrowed, feeling unreasonable.

Of course it doesn't make sense!

The whole city is broadcast live, the whole process is recorded, and when Omo wakes up, he can see the monster film of himself beating Ace Killer, the monster film of King Tulle Hypa Ele, and even the different perspectives of micro drones and satellite shots.

It's like a live race of horse racers, with several camera options to choose from - is it really necessary to ask such a level of public view?

"To be precise, we wanted to see if you noticed anything strange at the time."

It was a nice experience to be honored by the executor, but Omer still felt that it was too much.

The other party fused with the monster's power, or was completely devoured, and the moment he defeated the monster, they also died in it.

The fusion was so complete that things like clothing were destroyed along with it, and nothing else was left but the monster power itself.

"Monster cards." Omer said coldly, thinking that they were also asking this.

His heart aches when he talks about it.

His Mechagodzilla and Ultraman Belial cards are disposable, and they were completely groaned after being disempowered last night, and even the replica Beta Demon Blade collapsed, and Ormer hadn't sent the residue for inspection, but he could probably guess that it was a power overload.

After all, the Ace Killer and the King of Hypa Eyre who are close to the original are quite strong, but when they are beaten by themselves, it is like beating their grandson, and they have no advantage over the wave at all, so it can be seen that the combined output of the two cards is a bull batch, but the Beta Demon Blade, which is an imitation, does not seem to be able to withstand this kind of tile throwing.

Genuine should be okay, right?

At that time, he was a little nervous, and now he only has the heartache of losing the tossed tiles and cool toys.

A battle is over, the strength is gone, and I have to be caught here to make a record... Which transformation hero has ever eaten this kind of deflated? Sure enough, if a monster transforms, there are no human rights, right?

TMD！ I haven't taken a few pictures of myself yet!

There can be a few monster fans who can refuse the experience of monster transformation, even if Omer didn't have time to care about it at the time, and when he comes back to his senses, he will regret that he didn't incarnate Spider-Man to take a selfie with himself!

But when I think about it, it doesn't seem to be worth being sad about.

Because he can be hairy and photographed by others!

Especially those monster forums that often water the water, there are a lot of capable people, and most of them will look better than their own photos.

But sure enough, I still lost my toy, oh no, I lost the tile, and it hurts!

He was still in the heartache, and the executor just pulled out a small metal box from under the table and opened it to reveal two cards.

"The Eyre King card and the Ace Killer card have been recycled, and we want to ask about something else."

"Something else?" Omer was stunned and tried to recall, although he couldn't rely on the chip to make a memory, but what was so close yesterday was still vivid, especially when the experience was so profound.

But even so, he could only shake his head.

"No, I didn't notice anything else."

Could it be that the guy was carrying something else that could withstand the exhalation energy? Omer didn't ask the question, but remembered the information about the man and the woman, and suddenly remembered the key that Keliff had mentioned.

"By the way, the missing key to the Heavenly Gate is fine, right?"

"There has been a slight distortion, and it has been dealt with." The executor did not hide it, perhaps because Omer was also one of the parties.

However, after answering, he stood up and pointed to the two colleagues who were listening on the side: "We have no other questions, and then you can accompany these two to Tianmen Hospital for physical examination, the appointment has already been completed." ”

“……”

Omo wanted to speak and stopped, but he understood why he wanted to have a physical examination, first of all, the change of physique, the awakening of blood, and secondly, the spirit.

The instructions of the two monster cards have not been forgotten, and many people, including Morrison, feel that he may have a residual mental effect.

But he felt that he woke up not only without any problems, but also refreshed, as if he had had a great dream.

But this is probably not believed by anyone.

Many people who suffer from mental illness are more energetic than before, and the results of systematic and multifaceted examinations are more popular than words.

Forget it, let's check it out for the sake of stability in the future.

Omer thought to himself, and got up as well, but the executor suddenly paused again and pushed the box on the table:

"By the way, don't forget these two monster cards."

“？” The sudden surprise made Omer a little stunned and uneasy.

"I heard that it was the result of many negotiations above, and even the people of the Frontier Lighthouse were involved, and after this battle, you have received the support of many big people, Mr. Omer." The unsmiling executor suddenly smiled.

“... Really, I'm flattered," Omer's trouble alarm was ringing, and he even felt like he needed to return to Earth today, "but shouldn't this card be given after checking to make sure I'm mentally okay?" ”

"Maybe the characters above think it's more mentally stable for you to get it first," the executor shrugged, "but I hope you don't really add to our workload." ”

"After all... The overtime work in the last few days has really made everyone's mood not good. ”

The implication is naturally that he hopes that Omer will be honest and not make trouble.

"That's nature."

Although he was quite aggrieved, he could also understand the anger of overtime MAN, Omer nodded, took the small box, was suddenly stunned, and then looked at the two executors that the other party pointed at before.

"Trouble both."

"Little things, please go this way."

Everyone bowed to each other, and the two taciturn executors guided Omer through the intricacies of the security bureau's routes, arriving not at the front door but at the floating parking lot in the rear.

In the security bureau car, Omo took out the headphones, then the terminal, fiddled with the songs in the song list, and felt the song "Next Frontier" before finally stopping, closing his eyes and calming the waves in his heart.