Chapter 38: What is a Horse-Ear Monster (2/3)
[No kidding, you must be interested in this set of Mewtwo videos, it is related to the Golden Ancient Bridge, and the origin is still in your Jiemen District]
γBoundary Gate District? Are you sure? γ
[You can compare the outline of the city when you look at it, if it's a small snake, you should also know your surroundings very well, right? ] γ
[I look back, thank you first, is there any movement over there in the City of Heavenly Gate? γ
[Ah, except that you're on the annual dark rankings? I voted for you ten! It was originally for this year's evolto, who was back on the list]
γβ¦β¦ Thank you so much, I'm asking about the follow-up investigation of the Tianmen Riots, don't they have any news of the secret key? γ
[Ahaha. If there were, I would have notified you instead of me, right? I'm a marginal person.]
[Still no news?] γ
[Don't you believe me? Huhu, I think it's better to squat directly in the place where the monsters are infested than to count on those people~]
[Indeed]
"Over here, young people don't walk slowly, it's really making me anxious."
"Young people are generally not fit in these kinds of places, Mr. Mann."
"You're so familiar with David, but you still call me sir? And it should be natural for mercenaries to enter and leave such places! β
"It's not impossible for me to call him by his first name with a shy face, and if you want to speak of a mercenary, then I really have nothing to say, Mann."
"That's how it should be! I heard that your kid is planning to open his own office? β
"Wait a minuteβ"
The burly man with yellow hair and dark skin and ostentatious hairstyle, still wearing sunglasses even in the dim light of the bar, was looking sideways at the young man sitting next to him, who was raising his hand to the bartender, but only asked for a glass of water.
The bartender didn't care about such a simple request, but the man was already holding the bar and laughing, his voice could even penetrate the loud music of the bar, but he didn't care about the eyes of others, as if he was a strong man in the social arena.
"Qing Shui, ha, even David who just joined our team is not like you, you kid is really fun."
The young man who didn't care about the laughter of others also made achievements in his heart, and looked at the man again, with a calm face: "Isn't there no such person among the mercenaries?" Mann. β
"At least that's all I've seen you like for now."
"Then I can be regarded as distinctive, I can be regarded as taking the first step in the mercenary circle," the young man took the glass of water handed by the bartender, "Thank you."
"Ah, I can't tell if you're serious or joking, think about what that kid David said, by the way, can you guess why I'm looking for you?"
"I guess, I guess," the young man who brought up the topic had a little seriousness on his face, staring at the water glass with his fingers together, and then looking at him, "It's because of David's recent changes, you should be more than one who wants to find me, and you are their representative"
"It's really as shrewd as David said," the man's smile narrowed slightly, and he raised his head slightly, so that his eyes could see the young man's face through the gap in his sunglasses, "Are you interested in joining our team?" β
"For all my love, I'm not done yet."
"Oh? What else? β
"I guess," Omer looked back at the glass in his hand, watching the water reflect the lights from the dance floor behind him, "If it's just to confirm my ingredients, it should be Miss Lucy, the girlfriend that David mentioned, and maybe even another eccentric Miss Rebecca who knows how to break new ground on the topic, but it's not them who are here, it's you."
"Bringing me into the office should just be your temporary idea, and the main purpose is to discuss something."
After all, this is the head of the edge runner mercenary group, the director of the office, and rounding up is the talker and the big brother.
"It's a big task or a lot of trouble in the first place, so that's why you need to do it yourself."
"It's also something related to what I'm good at, whether it's a horse racing girl, or a monster, or a traverser."
"I'm not so sure when I get here," he said, taking a glass of water and drinking it down, turning to look at the other party, "It's pure gambling here, I'm betting on monsters." β
"Good! I'm sure you're really the talent we need," the man patted Omer on the shoulder excitedly, and the big hands that were obviously prosthetic also paid attention, but after patting, he stopped on the young man's shoulder, sinking slightly, "If you really don't have a plan against David." β
For the slight pressure in these words, the young man's face remained unchanged, "I actually have a sentence here, which I said to you specifically. β
"Oh?"
"David doesn't plan to modify and upgrade his chip, so he has to prepare implants that can counteract the side effects as soon as possible."
"That's pretty expensive, but you can make it up, and maybe even have made it up."
"But he will definitely not accept it, and at this time you should consider the opportunity, either in the name of eliminating hidden dangers in the mission, or directly as a valuable gift."
"That's what you're talking about?" Men took off his sunglasses and stared at Omer with unexpectedly ordinary eyes, full of surprise.
Looking into those eyes, Omer's gaze was only a little more serious: "I think you should have been struggling with this issue for a while. β
"Haha, that's true! You're right," the hand on his shoulder patted his shoulder lightly, and Mann raised his hand again to pick up the wine glass on the table, "but we've all thought about what you said, but it's hard to get together. β
"Isn't the task at hand just right for one of the plans?"
"That's right, I'll take it as if you suggested it, and count two votes for this plan first," Mann, who revealed that the organization was a voting system, laughed, "So do you accept the commission and cooperation related to monsters?" You probably haven't opened an office yet, you're just a solo mercenary, right? β
"I'll give you a position as an advisor. What happened to you? Big Brother noticed that the other person's expression had become strange.
"It's nothing, the advisor position, no problem."
Putting away his thoughts on the position of 'Monster Advisor', Omer decided to go back and complain about Keliff again, and get down to business for now.
"What I want to ask is, is it possible to assist remotely? Or discuss whether the free time is appropriate. β
"You may have heard from David that I'm a trainer at Central Traeson right now."
"I know, take care of those weird little girls, Rebecca and I both love to watch them race, and we made time for the Derby sky."
It can be seen that the mercenary team is called 'edge runners', and they feel like running very much, and Omo complained in his heart, and his mouth was quite shy: "So do I work remotely or do I need to go to the site?" β
"Personally, I hope you are here, after all, this time the work is in a foreign land in the boundary gate area, and the contact signal is often unstable."
The Boundary Gate District is exotic, which is not so much a new term as an old wine in a new bottle.
The essence is the Divine Domain in the Mountains behind Tresen, the Demon Realm District in the Baide District, and the mirror-like place in the City of Heavenly Gate.
Attached to the alien space of the boundary gate area, if you want to call it the boundary gate, it is nothing, but it sounds like ghs.
As for asking the other party why they don't build a communicator to stabilize communication between the two worlds, this is another question of 'why not eat minced meat'.
"In that case, how about you go back and confirm first, and then I'll adjust it according to the schedule?"
"Then it's decided, I didn't expect you to agree so simply, I thought I needed to talk about it."
Mann picked up his glass and tried to clink glasses with Ommer, only to find that the other party was already empty.
Although Ormo thought about melting the water directly with the ice condensation technique, he felt that he would be thrown out by the bartender on the side as an acrobatic brother who 'brought his own drink'.
I can only open my mouth to answer softly and ease the atmosphere: "The assisting task is very suitable for newcomers, I naturally won't miss it, as long as you get the certification procedures in order, I don't have any doubts, you believe in David, and I believe in David." β
"I just hope to give me a high rating when I go back and set the file, not to mention that this is related to monsters."
"Minor problem!" Mann nodded.
"That's right!" At the mention of this, Omer immediately rubbed his hands.
"That monster is Jin Guqiao, right?"
"Jinguqiao?"
"It's just ......" Seeing that the other party seemed to be puzzled, Omo thought about how to describe it, hurriedly took out the terminal, switched to the public mode, clicked on the brush, and drew the outline of a tall and thin robot by hand, "Such a huge robot, from these four sections, can be separated." β
He demarcates the lower limbs, waist, torso and head of the robot in the pattern with three straight lines.
"But, the information I received is that it's a black long-eared monster," Mann shook as he shook his glass, "and even has ears that look like those little girls." β
"Huh?"
(End of chapter)