[The largest virtual reality world of the clock tower has been closed to the outside world, and the reason is suspected to be a network invasion! ] 】

No?

【Clock Tower, well-known lecturer monarch. Ermelo II said: The cyber intrusion is likely to be the same gang as the attack on the London Clock Tower.

No?

[Cracking team peeking into the information of the other world? A glimpse of the virtual reality world of Chaldea in the Chaos Dragonbeast Phantom]

No?

Isn't that reasonable......

"......" sat up straight in the chair, eating breakfast in a bourbon with a single glance, but his eyes were fixed on the trainer across from him who was swiping in mid-air.

Unlike the two companions beside her, they swallowed their breakfast with the momentum of almost a tiger descending the mountain, and then dragged back to their second-floor bedrooms with a clear look of extremely tired and heavy, but not slow.

Recently, the speedoko and the tea party have been woken up to eat, and they are all in this state because of the increased training intensity and their own staying up late, and the dull senses are only intuitive and keenly thirsty for bed.

Bourbon, on the other hand, was still eating at a normal pace while staring at the trainer.

This action did not prevent her breakfast process from running normally, but looking at the trainer's undisguised tricky expression would ultimately affect her efficiency.

“master。”

"Huh?"

Omer, who had sliced the light screen open, looked at him, and there was concern in his clear blue eyes that he could understand, which also made him come back to his senses and smile a little embarrassedly.

"Sorry, there was a slight problem."

"Minor questions?" Bourbon still looked at him, his gaze always clear.

This may be called a kind of gaze, the chestnut-haired Ma Niang did not say much, but it already revealed a sense of doubt.

Ormer often found Bourbon to be an excellent sparring partner, allowing him to improve his observation of micro-expressions and the perception of emotions.

Psychiatric students in particular demand the latter's talent, which is also the natural threshold of psychiatric disciplines.

There are many people in this world who feel dull in their atmosphere and gaze, and such people will probably need a sparring partner like Bourbon.

Of course, the premise is that they can persevere.

For Omer, of course, it is not them, and for Omer, the difficulty of communication is not the difficulty, but the interest – are you special?

He is a patient observer, who can tolerate the expressionless cyber horse girl below, the proud and willful researcher Ma Niang, and the well-behaved but wooden psychic horse girl who is often accompanied by ghosts.

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Before that, there were more hobbies like Shinjo Akane who were too special, and the Internet communication was also a netizen with a lot of riddles, as well as a friend like Bi Ze who was always imaginative and had a considerable estrangement and generation gap with the locals.

These people are very special, and they are difficult to relate to the label of 'popular'.

Its very existence is excellent material for observation.

And for this kind of existence that can refresh the new model of the social circle, his patience is always so much that it is almost tolerant.

Often teased for the brother-son relationship, or called the care of a male mother, it is a scrutinizing gaze that never leaves.

And about that...... Most of the girls in this room know that.

After all......

When it comes to emotional awareness, I'm afraid there is no weak person here.

When everyone is a problem person, it means that there is no problem person.

But because of this, there are occasional situations like Bourbon.

Cyber Ma Niang's thinking is to type instructions, and the result of the operation must be direct.

Without saying it thoroughly, it is the result of her recent training, thinking, and change.

In the face of such progress, perhaps it should also be commended.

"It's a small problem," he raised his hand and pulled the light screen on the side again, his eyes quickly skimming over it, and Ommer suddenly smiled again, "But you might be able to help me solve it, so, would you like to help me?" Bourbons. ”

"Correct, the master shouldn't have asked the question like this."

"What do you say then?"

"Demo," Bourbon said, thinking for a moment, then put down the dishes.

Slightly fake cough or throat clearing, then raised his arm and then reluctantly drew a horizontal arc: "Help me!" Bourbon! ”

The loftiness of his voice and the calmness of his face were probably a sign of failure, which also made Omer stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily: "Yes, of course, but if you want to say something ambiguous, I still don't recommend you to learn from the cadre in the Carrot Company." ”

"That cadre's design prototype probably refers to that 'overlord', and the difficulty of learning is too high, compared to the simulation threshold of the dormitory lady in your dormitory."

"It has been labeled, replacing the previous directive."

"Ah, it doesn't have to be," Seeing that the other party had regained his knife and fork and became serious again, Omer shook his head with a light smile, "If you want me to say, I would prefer Bourbon to express his thoughts in his own style." ”

"Your own style...... Bourbon thought for a moment, then said, "It's activated, waiting for the master's command." ”

"It's just... Question, shouldn't it be a master's study? ”

She suddenly realized that the subject of the topic had been reversed at some point.

"I'll learn ......," Omer shook his head and smiled, "I think all you want is a positive invitation, so I don't learn either, I just say, come and help me after dinner, Bourbon." ”

"Which destination do you want to set?" Master, can I run instead of a bus, or can I request a back seat on your motorcycle? ”

"I'm afraid not, because we don't have to go out this time."

"Understood, Master's teleportation function."

"Don't call me a mechanical tool, it's not a teleportation, it's a deep immersion device."

"Huh?"

——

"Are you sure she can help?"

"Not sure."

"You ......"

"Whether she can help or not, if she wants to help, you give her a chance, and it just so happens that I have the confidence to protect her in cyberspace."

"Have you ever thought about the Chaldeans denying you a visit?"

"There's no reason."

"I don't think there's a good reason to accept it, you didn't even contact the little girl and the big goblin."

Gray and Morgan, Morrison's name for the latter can be described as simple and straightforward - a big goblin the size of a human, referred to as the big goblin.

It sounds like a lake of fog for the Viet Cong.

It was now after breakfast, Bourbon took on the task of washing the dishes on his own, and Ormo went upstairs to adjust the equipment early.

He has two head-mounted deep immersion devices, but one of them is Morrison's, and the relics of the electronic ghost do not need to be burned or cleaned up on their behalf.

But also take it personally.

It was also during this process that Morrison kept chatting with him.

"Because I feel that the Chaldea itself needs an informant."

"Are you calling yourself an insider again? You used to watch the news and still look like a subway meme. ”

"Because I don't understand why the multiple reports at the same time didn't mention the super agent."

"Understood now?"

"Now that I think of a possibility, they don't understand it either."