"Why are you in such a hurry to quit? I was going to talk to you about that place. ”

At the edge of the arena under the sanatorium, as soon as Omer took off the device on his forehead and got up from the recliner, he saw the light screen of the terminal automatically appear, and the image of the witch in red jumped on it.

"What are you talking about?"

Glancing at the three running recliners, he knew that the three did not follow him and exited the connection, and although Omer was happy, he was also silent about the lack of vigilance.

This may be the self-confidence of the famous horse lady.

The gold content of the kicks of the horses can be on par with the kicks of the knights' sheds, and they have to weigh if they want to take advantage of the danger of others.

However, it is only Omer, a mercenary trainer, who subconsciously thinks about vigilance and safety.

Even if the average offender wants to commit a crime, he will not look for this kind of horse racing girl who has been on TV too many times.

has been on too much TV≈ record is exciting enough≈ strength is strong enough

The field of horse racing can completely apply this equation, like Ma Niang, who is famous for some other reason, is a very small number after all.

But except for the horse racing lady field......

Ormer turned his head and looked from the windowsill at the public ring in the distance.

The battle royale-type battle royale competition there continues, and the existence of some kind of local alien monster seems to be a test for the players.

There is no player name on his head, and he is rushing forward in a way that lacks planning.

At the same time, he did see that several players with normal physique were attacking the giant beast while fighting each other.

In the midst of the obvious chaos, the behemoth's roar of pain proved their strength more than any performance, and caused the cries of the audience to surge like a wave.

"It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon......" he couldn't help but sigh.

Because he was a stranger to those people.

Although it is not ruled out that it is a disguise like a makeover, Canaan City is indeed a strange city, and some strange powerhouses from local and even foreign places are not surprised.

This exclamation is enough to describe this circle, after all, the population base of the Federation is there, and interstellar visits are still being conducted.

The process of importing talent from extraterrestrials is always running.

Although they are all aliens, since they can get the right to settle on the earth, it proves that they are similar to humans in terms of spiritual culture.

Better than a mentally alien high school repeater.

"Is that what you care about? Shouldn't you think about the foundation of the whole ring?! ”

A witch was annoyed, but Omer didn't quite understand what she was angry about.

Am I like that kind of person who is so exhaustive? - I wanted to say that, but it was rare to hear that the other party was so excited.

Omer still said a little bit in a detour: "Do you think I had the heart to do this just now?" ”

From not interested to having no time to do, although it is the same perfunctory, but the perception is always different.

He's a trainer, not a programmer, because he wants to pick up the underlying code or something when he sees a very real online world—something that is probably only possible for some newcomer.

But for locals, the realism of the games and training software that has been released in the deep immersion system is no longer worth boasting about, let alone surprising.

But think about it in retrospect.

Most of the Digimon who stay in the digital world all year round, when they first come into contact with the data surface and the real world, their state is not much different from that of a traverser.

In this case, it can be considered excusable, right?

Even though Digimon don't care about the composition of the world, it's rare for a traverser to prioritize air composition, water quality differences, or anything like that.

That's the domain of professionals.

However, the group of mages in the Digimon is probably like the researchers in the Travelers.

After all, the "magic" they possess is essentially high-level code that is part of the infrastructure of the digital world.

"So what did you find?"

Perfunctory failed to get a response, thinking carefully about the other party's uncertain temperament, Omera thought about it for a while, and still took the initiative to ask.

"Great discovery!"

You see, the response is not coming.

The witch beast is a little more childlike than the Belsta beast, and even willful.

Ma Niang's temperament needs to be maintained, but Digimon's willfulness is a setting.

Engraved into the data core, it's hard to get rid of.

Occasionally, Ormer wondered why Balmon X was so interested in free armor, and not necessarily because he wanted to evolve into some armor.

Instead, they are trying to break away from the rules that Digimon are accustomed to as if they were an iron law.

Possessing a temperament that cannot be forcibly reversed, and the ability to master skills by one's own temperament - this is taken for granted by real-world creatures, but it is a luxury for Digimon.

The breakthrough in this area is either a human partner who wields the emblem of an ancient ruin, or a force that can attack the data core and rewrite its content without destroying it.

Ormo only thought it was a theoretical possibility, because there was a lack of research data, and Baal Beast X had never befriended him, so it was just a thought.

In the early years of the Digital Cracking Team, a digital cracking group called the Cracking Team amassed a lot of research materials, including a large number of inhumane Digimon experiments.

But even their sources don't record anything like that.

Xu is a digital spirit is really difficult to get started, that thing belongs to the metaphysics of the digital world.

Just like a badge, sometimes it will actively look for its owner, and sometimes it is just an ethereal legend, and I don't know what kind of owner-seeking mechanism it is.

Or maybe it's, ah, the Digimon is so valuable that it should be used for evolutionary experiments first, rather than for framework breakthroughs......

Speculation in the absence of evidence is always rambling, and Omer retracted his thoughts and looked at the witch beast that popped up directly with the help of the large screen in the room, and asked seriously, "What kind of big discovery?" ”

"Very close to the nature of the digital world! The so-called game space that you arrived through that machine can already be regarded as another level of digital otherworld!! ”

Acting in a subtle manner, and even with body language that heightens the level of attention, the witch beast's attention makes Ormer feel a kind of interracial generation gap.

- He didn't understand what was so exciting about it at all.

It even feels like some of the games Morrison has played fit her definition.

But as a seasoned observer, he knows how offending it can be to speak rashly across industries.

That gesture of unhappiness was also what he liked to see, and the main thing was to wait for 'when the observed person will stand up and punch the other twice'.

If you want to let the 'other party' change it to your own, you still don't want to thank you.

But it doesn't matter if you expose your ignorance.

"Does Digimon have Columbus-like pioneer honor?" He asked.

"No, but there are honors that can be recorded! It can even be included in the list of showrooms in the Wiccherny Library! ”

Is it still the pursuit of such a scholar?

Omer has no pursuit of leaving a name in history, and he is even more indifferent when he hears it.

"Have you explored the neighborhood? Are there any monsters or anything like that? ”

"Monsters? It seems that there are too. ”

“？”

"I explored the gaps in the data along the border, and I could see that there were many strange monster sculptures outside the world, like garbage heaps."

"There are even complexes and humans that resemble your real world."

“…？”

"What are you two talking about?" The voice that suddenly burst into the conversation was Ling Amazon, who had just stood up, and was looking at Omer with empty hands in confusion.

"Didn't you say you were going to drink water?"

"Talking about whether you're a monster graveyard that is still engaged in electronic streaming outside of the ring, can Miss Tony help me turn off the data shield?"

It wasn't just her who got up, the other two Ma Niang woke up one after another.

Narita Hakuhito's gaze became normal, with a strong coldness in his personal style.

"Okay."

Omer laughed a little jokingly, and then activated his terminal light screen.

At this moment, the smile also became a little stiff.

4 unread messages, 3 missed calls, by the reins of Junkawa.

6 missed calls, 7 unread messages, by Beatrix. Shi Wya.

There are also a few inquiries from the Angels of Energy and Mostima.

"I'm sorry, I've got to get back to work, three."

Needless to say, as a dedicated pioneer, Omer is more concerned about the state of his work.

"Huh? Shall I send it? ”

Amazon feels that the topography of this place is quite complicated.

"No, just go back the same way, then three, goodbye."

With that, he quickly disappeared directly in place, and this hand made Tony Bianca's expression subtle.

And Amazon was just a little surprised, and turned his head to look at Bai Ren: "Will he still do this?" ”

"Maybe it's new."

Narita Hakuhito lacks interest.

Compared to the teleportation ability, it has to be the demonic running to keep her eyes peeled.

"Speaking of the previous game video, do you want it?"

"Let's keep a souvenir, I am indeed a very special trainer, and the running style of the two is also very analytical."

"You're going to retire, and your thinking is still so active, what about you, Bai Ren?"

"I... Give it to me, and I'll refer to it too. ”

"Going back to the ring?"

“……”

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