Multiple Ultimate Bodies and Full-Body Digimon have descended into reality, and their battlefields are even in a single building.

Even if the company building is saved by opening the system of different spaces, the low-level employees and even customers who are the first to get out of danger will convey the disaster here.

And then, of course, it will be the journalists who will come sooner than the police.

These guys are still somewhat restrained on the surface, but they don't act at all when they get to the foreign land.

Space Jump, Body Enhancement Source Energy, Mechanical Modification Body...... The different ways all point to the same goal - to report the big news earlier and faster!

As a result, Ormo was able to see on the light screen a picture of the battle tyrannosaurus and the golden-armored drake against the Infinity drake and the spear drakemon, and the steel Garurumon.

It also has a granular texture unique to refactoring magic.

That's right, some of these reporters even studied the magic of reconstruction for the sake of the whole news!

The advanced skills that can reproduce the images of time and space require a strong physique and magic reserves that can withstand the pressure of time and space - what kind of reporter are you going to be so awesome? Isn't it good to apply for a task force as an honorary facilitator?

Seeing such a guy for the first time, it will be difficult for you to curb the desire to complain, but for the citizens of Jiemen District, you should have been surprised a long time ago.

For now, Omer would only look at the freshest reports, and look around with a serious gaze.

When he saw the words such as 'Yugel Company entered the review', 'The Ruixing Mercenary Group announced its dissolution', and 'Exposing the secret industry of Yuger Company', he did not relax until he came to the end.

Yugel's business was completely frozen, and it entered the review, and the Gray Crow Office was reported, and the popularity of the Golden Armor Dragon Beast occupied a considerable area, and Miss Ami Aiba, who is a little popular in the digital circle, can be regarded as emerging in the real field.

There is no mention of Omer and Sunday Tranquility in the Dark Warehouse, but a few minutes later a statement from the URA Association appeared.

mentioned the situation of several Ma Niang and recognized the legal procedures of Yugel Company, but also expressed the dissatisfaction of Ma Niang's family, and issued an "advice" to Yougel Company that "it is not recommended to continue like this".

Next, Yugel Company has to face the impact of public opinion on the fans of the horse racing girl, although the popularity is slightly insufficient because there is no G1 level among those horse girls, but the rhythm is enough to drink a pot.

Billions of minutes or so, isn't that what it is? Omer was right when he told the chairman that he could make the company lose billions in a few minutes.

And if it continues, the losses will be even more.

"We haven't been mentioned yet, but that's sooner or later."

Looking away from the light screen, Omer glanced at the wooden roof overhead, and then at the counter where coffee was brewing Sunday Tranquility.

He's in a coffee shop in the Exotic South, and it's still a good coffee shop.

Wood upholstery, rattan trim, warm tones with the aroma of coffee, and... A price that makes Omer uncomfortable.

The wallet is dead, it doesn't scream.

But Omer's heart trembles.

Looking at the guests sitting in front of the tables and chairs made of parasols outside the door, and from their clothes and conversations, you can get a glimpse of the conclusion that they are either rich or expensive, and Omer has the consciousness of 'straying into the upper social scene'.

It seems to be more of a platform than the coffee itself.

A platform for the big guys to relax for a short time - in this remote area, there are no cameras, no records, and no staring eyes, only their special cars prove that they are special.

Not getting down to business seems to be the unspoken rule here.

They chat, read newspapers, watch videos, and even play games, and even have beautiful coffee as a spice, enjoying the ordinary stability and rare communication and care.

And the black-haired Ma Niang said that this shop is hers, and she still has such shops in many places.

This can't help but make Omer rethink the other party's economic power and social influence in some areas.

So he was even more uncomfortable.

After all, the commission had been completed, but he was invited here by the other party.

It is true that there was more than one person who invited him at that time, and the director of the Gray Raven Office, or Ami Aiwa planned to invite him to talk.

The former may still be for business, but the latter can only be a reminiscence.

Well? Up? Is there something old to tell?

Omer, who completely denied that there was such a thing, was very perfunctory, but had some thoughts about the invitation of the Grey Raven Office.

As both a traveler and a colleague, it's always good to have a chance to communicate, but when Tranquility sent him an address on Sunday for him to come over, Omer weighed it up and went to the latter's appointment.

Although the commission is over, the matter is not over. The Raven Office could have visited later, but Sunday's Tranquility invitation was the first time.

As long as you don't count the classroom meeting in the first place.

Omer wondered what she would reveal and what kind of trouble she would cause.

have become mercenaries and started their own businesses, and their perspective on troubles should also be changed.

Isn't trouble an opportunity?

When he thought so, he obviously didn't expect the location to be such a café.

Among the rows of cool cars and mounts at the door, the beta motorcycles summoned by Omer are not very special.

Is this Ma Wei or what?

As calm as possible Omer stepped into the café and saw Tranquility Sunday washing cups, he realized that he might be overthinking.

She seemed so relaxed that she could mumble something while washing her glass, and even a dozen seconds after he sat down, the waiter paid attention before she did.

If it's just a guest, there are quite a few guests in this café who prefer the laid-back tones and cool air conditioning to the outside air.

Everyone here is very relaxed, such an atmosphere is difficult to raise the mind of reviewing others, and the so-called dismount has no tricks, and Omer has also activated the terminal, checking the news while calculating the time.

The afternoon was almost over, but there was still some time before the meal, and there was plenty of time to get from the foreign land to the surface, and he was thinking about the time to go home and buy groceries and cook, and promise to meet the current trainer of the Great Shock.

It's good, send the former trainer into the game in the afternoon and meet the current trainer in the evening, and Omer's actions are very efficient.

As for grocery shopping and cooking...... Originally, I was ready for a fierce battle, but I bypassed the strong enemy, there was no hands-on link, and I was not very hungry, so there was no need to find a buffet.

Saving money was good news, but when he saw the price of the drinks, he thought about drinking ice lemonade.

But looking back and seeing him coming, the Sunday Tranquility still made him coffee.

"It's not going to be a big deal, you're the only one who bothered you about this kind of thing, right?"

There was no dissatisfaction with not saying hello when the other party came, and on Sunday, Tranquility was busy at the counter with several staff members of the store.

The staff are also horse girls, but it is difficult for Omer to tell from their coffee-making actions whether they have been on the field, and the only thing that can be determined is their professional professionalism when making drinks.

And they don't care at all that the boss is busy with them, and they don't even care about the guests who are chatting with the boss.

"I'm ready to be approached by reporters, but I can't always be at the door of someone else's company."

"Like the Tereson door, is that okay?" Tranquility asked Sunday and placed two cups of coffee on the table.

The movements are gentle and steady.

Omer thinks the coffee shop may have some kind of aura effect, not just a decoration work.

Even the shopkeeper can't escape the aura of the atmosphere here, and he is no longer so impatient and not a stinky face.

"As long as it's not a crime scene," Ormer glanced down at the coffee in front of him, glancing at the menu phantom hanging from the edge of the table, "I have some doubts that this cup of coffee will kill my wallet." ”

"Is this what the eldest young master who just bought a downtown façade and immediately contacted a set of decorations will say?"

Okay, it's back, it's all back, and the familiar sharpness makes Omer feel a little more at ease, looking at the farrier in the coffee that the other person has done himself.

"If you find out this step, you shouldn't have the illusion of a young master, right?" He said, not looking up, "It's just a part-time worker, and I'm just lucky enough to be able to work for myself when I open a firm." ”

"Okay, don't keep staring, please ask you, it's a commissioned tip." Tranquility said helplessly on Sunday.

Although he has no doubts about his craft, it is always a little uneasy to be watched by the other party for so long.

She had heard from her sister that this guy was obsessed with black coffee, and she also knew that the other party had some tasteful eyes.

But she didn't come to ask for any technical recognition, so she didn't even brew black coffee, but a more skilled espresso latte art, and now she just hoped that the other party wouldn't keep staring at the coffee, or drink it quickly.

So she listened to the other person, "Then I will be disrespectful." ”

Then the guy picked up the spoon and stirred up the coffee.

“？” Tranquility frowned, "Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" ”

"Yes, slightly," he said, picking up the spoon and drinking the coffee, Omer praised it, "It's good enough to make me post a dynamic compliment, but considering the level of consumption here, I'll have to give up." ”

"Save it, are you really here for coffee?" Said so, but Sunday Tranquility still didn't hide the corners of his mouth much.

"If it's serious, it's because I asked you for your invitation."

"That's what I mean...... I didn't want to tell you that. ”

This can be regarded as open and honest, because the commission is over, and the people sitting here are no longer the client and the mercenary, but just two people who know each other.

Or maybe it's the two who crossed paths because of the Manchester City Tea House.

I couldn't even talk about friends all the time.

So Ormer, on the contrary, can say bluntly without thinking too much:

"Yes, you have a lot of reservations about me."

"I'm not going to say anything less for your own good, I just think we're in different positions," Tranquility Sunday picked up her coffee, her coffee latte art was a kitten, just like the coffee cup pattern of the café classmates, "Even if you're a mercenary, you're also Trayson's trainer, aren't you?" And it's central. ”

"Ling Mei is also a student of Central Treson."

"That's the point, why do you think I'm hiding something from her?"

"And now?" Omer skipped the two sisters' differences.

They drank coffee, not wine, but perhaps wine could not paralyze a spirit between life and death.

"Now? There's an old guy who's bullish on you right now, but I want you to continue to stand by the café as a Traeson trainer. ”

She said, draining her coffee.

"As a mercenary, it doesn't matter what cases you encounter or create, but don't get involved in their affairs, and don't change your opinion on the horse racing girl."

Aumer looked at the little white left in the cup and looked up at her, "I thought you didn't have a liking for a trainer like that. ”

"It's true, but the café and the elice are different from me."

It's not the same... I wouldn't think so......

Omer nodded, "Perhaps." ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it," Ormer's undeniable Sunday quiet patience sounded, "but I want you to take note of this advice." ”

"You are indeed very efficient and action-oriented, but such wanton development will also fall into a quagmire, like today's action, I don't want you to end up like Dongzi Zhenren."

After listening to his words, Omo picked up the cup and wiped out the rest: "Is this right for the sister of the tea party?" ”

"Yes." Meeting his pale brown gaze, Sunday's quiet golden eyes were as serene as the name.

This is her rare seriousness and sincerity, and it is not only her client who recognizes the other party, but also she thinks that there should be such a person next to the café.

But Omer wanted her to say that she was coming, but anyway, there was no intention of expecting the other party to have a sense of self-help.

People who are often in the quagmire are probably used to it and haven't thought about it.

"I'll take it to heart, and... There should be nothing else? Ormer stood up.

"Nope."

It was like the conversation had collapsed in his hurry to leave, but Tranquility on Sunday looked at him without any dissatisfaction or disappointment.

"Then I should thank the hostess and go back to buy groceries," he said, waving his hand, "I'll see you later." ”

"Don't you ask who that old guy is?" It's true that there is a stubble that hasn't been said, which is not the point, but if the conversation is unpleasant, she will use it as a weight to increase the strength of the words.

Now she doesn't need it, but the other party also forgot to mention it at all, but she couldn't help but remind the teacher not to forget to assign homework.

"Although there are a lot of big people who can involve the views of horse racing mothers in these years, there is only one who can stand behind you, right? I guess. ”

Omer said, shaking his head: "I really didn't plan to contact so early, so ah, keep it in mind and see you later." ”

He smiled and waved his hand, picked up his briefcase and walked out of the store.

Then he passed by a woman wearing a big round hat and a mask and sunglasses.

"......" stopped and looked back at the long brown hair that the big round hat of the person who stepped through the door, and Ormo smiled dumbly, and turned again to go to his locomotive.

And Sunday Tranquility, who was packing up two coffee cups, listened to a sentence without taking two steps: "If you had come two minutes earlier to listen to his conversation with Dongzi Zhenren like me, you wouldn't have made those meaningless admonitions, little Tranquility." ”

Seeing the person who came take off his sunglasses and hat, Sunday's quiet face surfaced with the same dissatisfaction as ever: "Uninvited, the guy who eavesdropped on the conversation went out!" ”

"Eh, what is uninvited, Yuger has a share in the time when he sees it!"

"The skin is really thicker than the turf in the house, Representative Chimei."