In fact, Keliff didn't ask Ormer to make sure that he disassembled and arranged it completely.

Ta just mentioned [Xiao Snake can help me solve it if he is free], which is obviously a word that can be responded to with 'really not available', after all, he does have a lot of trivial and official matters today.

But considering his mental modeling of Keliffe's construction, he was very skeptical that Keliff would be in the Gate today.

That guy is quite fun-loving, and will most likely show up with a 'scare yourself' mentality, and will say what kind of surprise it is.

The front foot carries out the moving express, and the back foot sits on the means of transportation home and arrives on the same day - today's convenient transportation can do this step, and even if the courier is a little fishy, the delivery is slower, and the person may arrive before the express.

Omer didn't doubt the professionalism of the two colleagues, so considering that it might not be long before Keliff appeared, Omer decided to help.

But......

"What is this......

Clicking to open the first package, Omer looked at the pile of strange artifacts that suddenly unleashed after the space compression spell failed, and he was somewhat at a loss to start.

A life-size monster sculpture with a special shape...... Don't you think it's scary?

Where do you put it?

At the door or at the table?

There are no energy fluctuations, it looks like some kind of terroir souvenir...... Is this a collection acquired in the City of Heavenly Gate, or is it a tourist gain?

He doesn't look like a tourist person, so he thinks it's the former.

It's not like the weird clay bags that make the usual clay for modeling...... Omer, who has not studied much about this, did not move.

This pile is a pile of clutter, right?

I really didn't know what to do with it, so Omer, who was piled up in the corner first, looked at the second package.

The moment I opened it and saw the content, I was relieved.

This time, I finally knew how to deal with the parts of desks and chairs, as well as the science and technology of computers and Mewtwo readers.

Then came the third package.

books, visually there are more than fifty of them.

It's hard to evaluate how studious the other person is, because at a glance, you can see several comic magazines with flashy covers, three of which are related to tokusatsu monsters.

Let's not mention the contents, it's not difficult to organize these things, and all the bedrooms on the second floor do have binding wall shelves, which are suitable for putting some books and utensils.

Omer who had put these things away opened the fourth package.

This time, it was toy, figures, cups, models, dolls, pillows, and the like, the latter of which made Omer's expression subtle.

It's not that there's anything particularly revealing about the R18 type, it's just that the style is a bit unexpected.

The cute dolls and pillows reminded him of the speculation that had left him uncertain.

Look back at this interior...... Computers, chairs, books, figurines, stands, cushions, etc., the house elements of a dead house are already very complete, and there are only some extra additions such as lazy sofas, and clothes that are stuffed in a mess in the wardrobe.

There should be clothes, right?

Omer looked at the last package with a subtle gaze, feeling a little difficult to start.

Forget it, it's not difficult.

Whether it was a male or a pure woman at the heart of a girl, it didn't stop him from just helping to pack his luggage - it didn't take him a few seconds to be convinced of this, and he knocked on the last package, and was surrounded by dozens of monster display cases stuffed with foam cushions.

“？”

Omo looked at these things in a daze, and said in his heart I thought I was in the Tsuburaya No. 8 exhibition hall, it turns out that things are different?

No... If you look closely, it's actually more like Keliff's room in the VR chat room, but the monster model in the display case is a little different.

Omer looked at the models, rubbing his nose.

He was clearly very fond of this kind of thing, and the monster model in his room could testify to that.

So he even began to appreciate it on the spot.

The moth super beast dragri, the light monster Pritzmo, the vampire monster Chimaila or something, it seems to be really old-school and special, but the more popular Gomorrah, Godzilla and the like are not nothing.

But there were also colorful monsters that he hadn't seen before.

Intrigued, he took the lead in erecting it, disassembling the guard, and looking at the metal nameplate on the display case.

"Gulkiras, the arrogant monster."

"Plagued monster Goyabek."

"Gloomy and hated the monster Gilliber."

"Comeback, monster mecha Gurkiras...? What is this? ”

Is the prefix a spit or a name?

Omer couldn't understand it, and the prefix of the four-word word even reminded him of the Rudolph symbol—

- This is also a person who loves four-word words, but his performance in cold jokes is far more impressive than his four-word obscurity.

Of course, the most incomprehensible thing is that he has no impression of these monsters at all with his attention to monsters...... Mo wasn't original by Keliffe?

Omer fell into deep thought.

These monster models hit him far more than Keliff was male or female.

He thought the monster designs were good, but most of them were themed around some kind of negative trait or even emotion, and the look at these things made him wonder about Keliff's mental state.

And there is a big difference from the mental modeling of Keliff that he constructed in the past.

When he looked at the shape and names of these monsters, he always felt that he could see a somewhat crazy, hysterical person.

This man is young and sharp, and his capricious personality may be an endocrine disorder or a blow to the point of madness by reality—a person who is more likely to be found in the hometown described by Bizzer than in this world.

The uncontrolled ecology at the bottom of the Exotic Realm in the Boundary Gate District may be able to cultivate such a character, but that kind of character will never have the mental process to create these monsters, because they will definitely be able to stand out with such an ability.

This world and this era have given monster lovers a lot of tolerance.

Such tolerance is enough to destroy the instrument of madness and prevent it from developing in the middle of it.

So, what about the other possibilities?

"......" Ormer turned his head in silence and looked at the other pillars.

Only then did he notice that in those column-like display cases, there were actually a lot of research equipment that he was familiar with.

If it weren't for a horse lady like Erie Suzi, Omo wouldn't be so familiar with these things.

The two of them were able to exchange their experimental experiences offline, and their thoughts were slightly interrupted by such a brisk thought, and Omer began to put the equipment on the table on the other side-

- Keliff had said that he was going to come to help with the research, and Omer had a large table for him.

But in the midst of this, Omer has a new unexpected discovery.

That's the laptop protected by layers of bubble wrap and the pass holder hanging on it.

He didn't flip through his notebook, he didn't even mention the pass holder, he just looked at the surface for a few seconds, and then looked back at the room furnishings that he had already arranged.

Although he didn't ask Keliff for his opinion, he simply arranged the room based on his own guess.

There weren't even sheets on the bed, just the dolls' pillows.

But he looked at the room furnishings he had made, and suddenly realized that he could use the feelings of the monsters as the core, supplemented by some kind of guessing to understand the furnishings here.

Although it is only hypothetical, the chain of logic has been laid out, and there is evidence to fill in.

He could think of a figure in a room like this intently sketching a model, using tools that were wrapped in a package with a figure, or a figure sitting in front of a computer tapping an old-fashioned keyboard and laughing at the screen.

The figure had often stopped in front of the display case, looking at the monster model inside.

And then......

Manchester City Café: [When the time comes, I will go to training with speed]

The sudden light screen startled him, interrupting him from his subconscious observations.

Moon Snake: [Understood, hard work, I have something to do outside, I'll be back later, but I can rush back immediately if necessary]

Manchester City Café: [No, it's just strength training today]

Indeed it is... Omer looked at the reply from the Manchester City Tea House, thinking that it was precisely because of this that he felt that he might be free to help the senior colleagues of Penguin Logistics to reduce the burden.

I also thought that although this child usually spoke low and slow, fortunately, there would not be so many pauses and omissions in electronic messaging.

Moonkrait: [Okay, but remember to call me if there is an accident, I believe that the speeder will not be too honest]

Manchester City Café: [Hmm]

Such a crisp word hit the point of Omer's laughter, causing him to turn off the communication with a dumb smile, and then look back at the roughly furnished room.

Those clutter or something, let Keliff take care of it himself.

He glanced at the boxes piled up in the corner, and didn't bother to look any further.

After all, this is already a bit of a transgression.

It was supposed to be just to help with the arrangement, but I subconsciously observed and thought about it, and even touched the profile.

Changed to Sunday tranquility, probably already in action.

After all, this eldest sister obviously has some stories that make her heart thick, and she is disgusted with being investigated, considering the gold content of 'Pitch Black Sunday' and Qianming's stalking, maybe there are some ulterior secrets.

And Keliffe's words......

Maybe there are?

Occasionally, he would make some specious and dangerous speeches, which made Ormer feel that he was really worthy of the look in a VR chat room.

But since he is still in school and has been checked by the two security bureaus, there is no need to worry too much.

Let's leave it at that.

With that in mind, he walked out the door and turned back to the first floor.

Put aside the broken thoughts and gains, and instead start locking the door and getting into the car, calling up the internal channels and work apps of Penguin Logistics.

As a temporary worker, I don't just want to add results to my work log, but to build a good relationship first.

Penguin Logistics is the main business of the traverser, and people such as Miss Texas and Miss Angel are undoubtedly traversers.

Although he also had some information about them and their hometowns in his head, not to mention the question of reliability, the information itself was quite incomplete.

He was eager to learn more about the otherworld, not only Penguin Logistics, but also Rhode Island Pharmaceuticals.

But that's a bit far away.

Let's go to Penguin Logistics to report first, and then get the basic equipment of the courier.

- Buzz!

The order takes over, and the engine hums.

Penguin Logistics' temporary workers get to work.