The pastor named Cames Johns was right.

The visit from the purification department would not only not take too long, but it was completely urgent to ask him if he was free tomorrow and if he could come that night.

This is also vigorous.

But Omer didn't have much of an opinion.

After all, it is this kind of commission that is not dangerous, and it is necessary to deal with it as quickly as possible.

He's been busy this month, both with the mid-month monster exhibit and the long-term agreement with Rudolph symbolism.

However, these two do not have obvious rewards, but the potential benefits are higher.

However, the potential benefits are long-term and cannot solve the immediate needs.

To gain the current sense of security, he estimated that he would need to take on such small commissions to make extra money.

Or pay more attention to Penguin Logistics.

Regardless of whether it is the latter or the former, it can also add some content to the firm's resume and facilitate the firm's rating to be improved.

As for the rating of the mercenaries themselves, they still have to prepare for the exam.

It's like I have a lot of time...... Ome sighed inwardly and looked at the message on the computer screen again.

It's not just the Purifiers who are very efficient, it's the Rudolph Symbol.

The secret message sent by the emperor has been received, and the message symbolized by the moon is sent in three stages, and it is currently the first stage received, and he briefly glanced at it, and then raised his hand and tapped the screen of the terminal with his finger knuckles.

It was like knocking on the door, but it wasn't an electronic vampire who had been stationed for a host amount of time, but a witch with a bit of unhappiness on her face.

From the light screen of the terminal to the computer screen, it only takes a small magic to open two doors - and the pop-up window that Omer clicks.

Digimon also cannot roam around with normal computer protection software unless the computer user clicks to allow it.

This is also known as permission passing.

Of course, a force break-in is another matter.

The conversation will also turn to the confrontation between software firewalls and Digimon.

Although there was indeed some confrontation between Ormer and the witch beast, it was obviously on a psychological level, and for now, it should have been a happy cooperation...... Probably.

"Looks like I'm interrupting something." Omer whispered, just because of the other party's undisguised unhappiness.

Then the other party's pretended hoarse voice came from the earphones:

"Wait until I've read the information you're going to work on before making a judgment."

In the establishment of the database, which Ormo simply refers to as a 'database', the witch beast is only responsible for sifting through the data, but even if she is not a professional intelligence worker, she will not know a little about the data at her disposal.

While it is true that most Digimon only care about whether their food behaves as meat or vegetables, or fruits and minerals, and do not care about the data that makes up their food itself, spellcasters who try to parse the data itself to gain access to certain pieces of data do have a deep understanding of certain pieces of data.

It is also based on this that the witch beast is quite adaptable to this job.

In his spare time, Ormer surfs the Internet, and at the same time turns on crawler software, and picks up any information he is interested in, as well as information received from other 'informants', which will be thrown to the witch beast at a fixed point in time.

Well, fixed time.

It is not only to let the other party develop a stable working state, but also to facilitate the time arrangement of the witch beast.

Ormer is very busy, and the digital world in which the witch beast is located is not all idle.

It's better to say that the witch beast is actually quite busy.,It's the same kind as Elle Suko.,Weekdays are doing magic (coding) studies and magic (data) experiments.。

There was the data that was local to the digital world, and there was the data that Omer threw at her, and the data that originated from the ever-changing human network environment came with its own encoding.

But there will also be the current emergency situation that requires her to prioritize sorting out this set of data.

There is a feeling of being sent by the boss to WeChat to work overtime outside of working hours, and it is natural that I will be unhappy.

Although Omer is very understanding, he obviously will not 'let go' the other party because of this.

The classification and sorting of some data is a race against time, and a little time in advance to understand it may be able to change the entire plan.

"It's funny, I'm deflated."

An entire folder was split into several documents, and a pop-up in the bottom right corner proved that the database had been filled with new data, and the witch beast was very efficient, but it only took five minutes to give results.

At this time, Omo had just glanced at the dead silence of the "Hall of Return" like a class group, and then turned to the message on the line.

I also saw Chiaki and asked him if there was anything new and interesting.

This person's anger two days ago seemed to be fake, and not long after Omer's apology was sent, it was also overshadowed by the other party in a joking tone, and then it was like this, like a nobody, sending some alien words.

Why do you say it's alien words?

Because Bi Ze also sent a similar message not long ago.

It seems that he can't stand the boredom of pondering the staff, and he really wants Ormer to take him for fun.

I also know that it's because David has been very busy recently and doesn't have time to take him to play.

The edge runner's office is thriving much more than Omer's.

However, Omer also clearly promised to take Bi Ze to the monster exhibition in the middle of the month, and it seems that at the moment......

He couldn't even wait ten days.

I thought that the commission of God's blessing would probably fit the two of them very well with their definition of fun, but Omer still felt that he should play games.

And she should go and continue her tour of the famous mountains and rivers.

It's not surprising that you can meet Zofia last week, Lucia this week, and Koyanskaya next week! To that b.

I thought so, but after a brief look at the string of information, Omer still changed hands and sent it to CB.

At first glance, it doesn't have very impressive information, but it can add an option to that person - you can just go and investigate.

Source change app】

The emperor wanted to send the symbolic information of Yuechi in three parts, and this was the first one, so it was not surprising that there was no evidence that could directly prove that he had violated the law.

It's strange that witch beasts are deflated by this kind of thing.

"You have a conflict with him?"

Glancing back from the chat, Omer looked at the witch who was still on the table and didn't leave immediately.

"Do I have to answer you?"

"Of course not, we are in an equal relationship."

The witch beast nodded, "Then I'll go." ”

"Walk slowly, don't send."

"You'd better be able to send it."

That really doesn't work, and Ormo doesn't have the ability to move around the digital world as easily as a trainer.

But he really didn't expect the witch beast to leave so simply.

If it's really nothing, why wait for yourself to speak?

To say hello?

Omo didn't feel that the other party's relationship with him had suddenly become so close.

That is to be deliberately asked by yourself and then choke yourself?

It doesn't make sense, that attitude already speaks for itself, and Omer has already enumerated and ruled out in his mind the possible areas of conflict between the witch beast and the moon.

So is the other party trying to create this thinking?

A Digimon that has degenerated into a dead house and a human entrepreneur are at the intersection of the two......

Bang bang...

A sudden knock on the door caused Aumer to take off his headphones.

"Come in."

"Master, it's time." Bourbon pushed open the door and poked his head out halfway.

Indeed, Omer glanced at the time on the computer, 8:20 in the morning, which was the time to go to the God's blessing class for appointments and reviews.

“… Let's go. He replied, raising his hand and quickly typing a few words on the terminal's light screen.

Enterprise data

Digimon

Elect the old dog

Baalmon...?