"Hello, I'm a courier."

Saying this line, which had been repeated four times, and then walking through the unlocked glass door under the suspicious gaze of the eighth round, the boy was extremely calm.

Even if it's to face it again-

"Deliver a courier? Take a look at the work permit, what courier company uses a child like you? Are you an immortal? ”

Or—

"Mr. Courier, are you standing at the door? Our cameras didn't confirm your existence, huh? Uh, please wait a minute, I'll adjust the angle of the camera remotely. ”

And even—

"Where did the little ghost wander around the company, didn't your adults tell you that you can't bring your children to work?"

He was able to tell them who he was and what he was doing.

Then keep an eye out the drone that has passed by several times outside the window not far away.

It's not hard to imagine that among the three people on the other side of the screen, I'm afraid there will be two people laughing, and one of them is laughing wildly.

Maybe the third person can't help but laugh a little, but it's not for sure, after all, just intelligence and observation, he can't even grasp the degree of the other party's laughter.

If he could, Rudolph would have sought out his experience a long time ago, instead of taking out a cold joke notebook and asking him what he thought.

It's pointless to just speculate, and the constant silence in the headphones makes him have no evidence at all, only the fact that these people are all turned off.

Let's just hope Texas won't be spoiled by Lapland...... He thought so, and glanced behind him inadvertently around the corner.

According to the plan, both Texas and Lapland will be not far from the rear, acting as possible surprise responders.

He had seen the unsmiling colleague 'gaffe' several times today.

Whether it is a sharp mouth or a confusion, he feels new and helpless, and in addition to this, he only hopes that people's 'fall' will not be so fast.

Don't change from a reliable colleague who is quiet and stocky to a fun person who is tricky and always looking for fun.

The latter is already in the majority at Penguin Logistics, and is almost surrounded by Omer - he needs serious people to balance it.

Even if it's not balanced, it's good to be a reliable person to ask for help in that situation this evening.

"Hey, boy, you're being watched by three people right now."

But unfortunately, it was not Texas that reminded him at this moment, but the shadow behind him that was sometimes elongated and sometimes shortened under the passage light.

Zaro, Lapland's squire, haunts in the form of a black wolf, and his smoky form can turn into a physical entity at any time, and can become gigantic to a certain extent.

In the forum of Rhode Island, it is known as the 'Lord of the Wolves'.

It's probably a title, not a racial name.

This is because the exchange record of the forum also has the title of "beast master", which is used to define "a beast with a long life span and amazing vitality, and a wise and eloquent beast".

The owner of Penguin Logistics, the penguin with the title of the Emperor, is also a member of the 'beast master' in Omer's guess, that is, Zaro's kind.

This may also have something to do with the boss's attitude towards Lapland, but it doesn't really matter.

The important thing is that when he travels, Lapland beckons Zaro to follow his current self.

Although the previous 'mending knife' on the robber and the use of the shield in the carriage can prove that little Omer's self-protection ability is not bad, and even quite high.

But Lapland made the decision anyway.

It is difficult to say that it is a continuation of the 'life-saving grace', and Iomer judged the change in Lapland's micro-expression when Zaro stepped out of the shadows.

It's more like an opportunity to throw Zaro out for a short time.

At that time, he was still a little puzzled, after all, there was very little information about Mr. Zaro in the information he had gathered.

is clearly an attendant, but this beast master rarely takes the initiative to show up on weekdays.

It stands to reason that when it's his turn to fight, he should play, but Lapland is another person who enjoys fighting and likes to vent his strength.

As a result, there is no chance for Zaro to play in ordinary battles.

And when he had the opportunity to play, he didn't necessarily make a difference—Ormo hadn't forgotten how he saved Lapland, and the wolf lord's performance against monsters was quite limited, and his combat power positioning was a little awkward.

There is more than the bottom, and there is less than the top.

However, its own characteristics can also shine in auxiliary positioning.

Among other things, its habit of dwelling in the shadows is enough to be an excellent 'eye position'.

"It's four now, do you want me to tell me the exact direction? Brat. ”

"Two at 3 o'clock, one at 12 o'clock, and one at 10 o'clock," although he didn't notice it at first, he could immediately notice it as soon as he mentioned it, and Omer replied in a low voice.

Nowadays, he is not very suitable for the use of multi-threaded thinking, so the Angel has the opportunity to pat him on the head at the beginning.

- He was communicating and pondering with the Super Agent on the screen, and now, he's observing everything he goes through in the corridors of this mansion, thinking about Zaro's questions at the same time.

He wondered why Lapland had shown some ease when he threw Zaro out.

If it was just the unpleasantness of being stared at, it would have been a good problem to solve.

But in fact, this question may not need to be thought about, because with patience, the answer will be revealed.

Just as at this moment, a pair of red lights flickered in his shadow.

"See, boy, can the hotbed of civilization still domesticate this wild perception?"

"Civilization and wildness are often intertwined, Mr. Zaro."

"Wrapping each other? It's ridiculous that civilization only inerts the wild, and only the wilderness can awaken vitality and vitality. ”

"That's a bit too extreme, Mr. Zaro, have you ever played a game?"

"Not interested."

"What? Have you ever read it? ”

"Abominable carriers of civilization."

"Film and television?" Remembering the land called Syracuse, which was close to the district of Ilo, Omer spoke of a more traditional art, "I think you've at least heard opera." ”

"The unbearable noise is the expression of human glamour."

Doesn't that mean you've listened carefully... And the content of listening is still relatively out-of-the-way......

Omer fell silent, feeling that there was nothing to say about this attitude of not advancing oil and salt.

If you tell him about the wildness and madness that is nurtured in civilization, or the civilization that man breeds from nature, he will probably only be blocked by the rejection of the other party.

But after he is silent, the other person will ask:

"Why is it silent? What did you want to say before? ”

"I want to say that the language you are using is also one of the carriers of civilization." Omer suddenly said quietly.

This is the silence of the other party.

Then the headphones finally made an open mic sound, and then Lapland laughed: "It's yours, Omer!" I'm still betting with Ramuel how long you can talk to Zaro! He 'values' the guys who 'approve' him! ”

The deliberate emphasis on 'recognition' and 'valuation' is obviously implied.

Omer didn't answer, but had a clear idea of why Lapland disliked Zaro.

Mr. Zaro, a civilized rejector, unleashes his chattery attribute in a not very friendly way of speaking.

"Don't focus too much on the conversation, you should be at the signing point," the Texas voice came over as well, "Lapland and I are just around the corner at the back, Angel Neng, how are you there?" ”

"I can't see the room number in the nearby window, I'm trying to switch to land mode."

Penguin Logistics' drone transportation is not very good, but employees can carry some special drones in their own name - before departure, the Angel of Energy is familiar with the function of the foldable and transformable drone.

specifically mentioned the transformation function of the land crawler named 'Crab Mode', which has been transformed from a flying drone to a mechanical crab, crawling and monitoring, the main problem is that the viewing angle is too low, and it is probably more suitable for being used by perverts to shoot the bottom of the skirt.

But he didn't care so much at this time, and when Omer saw a swift mechanical crab rushing out of the corner in the distance, he quickened his pace slightly, stopping in front of the house number written at the signed address.

"Hello, I'm delivering a courier, and I have Mr. Hudson's mail to sign for."

When he stood on tiptoe and knocked on the pager button on the glass door, the next second he said this sentence after the display was dialed, the entire upper half of the wooden door shattered, and the fragments shot into the wall in the wind, leaving only an arm hanging in the air.

"What about people?"

The puncher was surprised by the fact that he didn't hit something.

"Keep your head down."

Then he bowed his head at the words that came from below, and saw a dead fish-eyed child looking up at him, and in the shadows behind him, something dark spread out a slight arc to his back.

"Just knock me out, Mr. Zaro."

Before his eyes went dark, he heard such words.

And when he was stunned by a slap, a palm-sized machine crab crawled next to him.

"Is there really an attack?" The surprised voice of the Angel came from the headphones.

And Omer also crouched beside him, looking at the back of the man's red and swollen hands, and then looked at the other uniformed men and women in the room who stood up and approached, with calm faces, and thought for a moment, and then opened himself a multi-faceted diamond-shaped shield of Jeton.

"Lapland and I are pestered by the people here, and they don't seem quite right! And more and more! I destroyed a bit of the floor structure to stop them. The Texas voice also came from the headphones, with the sound of running footsteps.

"I've been stunned by everything I saw! Texas didn't do it! Lapland's tone seemed to be out of the way, "Haha, how are you doing over there?" I'll bring Texas over right away. ”

"It's okay on my side," Omer was still standing in the middle of it, even raising his hand to show Zaro not to move, "The people here are in a state of light sleep. ”

He stood behind the shield and kept observing these guys who smashed the shield with their fists: "The eyelids moved quickly, it looked like they were dreaming very excitingly, and they were even saying something, they should have been hypnotized." ”

What are you talking about?

Unfortunately, the shield was so completely isolated that Omo couldn't even hear the sound, and even on the energy-like shield, there were only slight fluctuations in the physical impact of punches and kicks.

"Did you hear anything or something? Relatively thin and pointed. ”

"It's quiet in the car."

"Nope."

"Does the sound of me slashing the ground with a knife count?"

Ignoring Lapland's trick, Ormer asked, "Did you smell anything strange?" ”

There was still a response from a crowd that did not get it.

Without sound, without gas, and without doing anything to Texas and Lapland, could it be a psychological suggestion planted early?

Ome was a little confused, and in his confusion he saw Lapland and Texas rush over and knock everyone behind the shield down one by one.

He didn't remove the shield, but just raised his hand and pressed the headphones: "Wake one up and take a look." ”

Lapland did as he was told, and then he stomped on his wrist on a man on the ground, and the man opened his eyes in pain, and then closed his eyes to fight back.

"Stunge."

Omer said, and the man was kicked and knocked unconscious by Texas.

It's all very general combat power, or physical fitness, but if it can be interrupted by kicking, it means that the hypnosis is not deep, otherwise the kicking itself is just more suitable for hypnosis.

But after waking up, he entered a hypnotic state...... If it is not a special source energy, even if he is a child, he is still a source energy cultivator, although he can not mobilize much magic power, but the ability to perceive power is still there.

He didn't feel any source energy fluctuations.

That's technology hypnosis? And it didn't work for either of them.

I don't know if it's useful to me, and I don't know if it's through Jeton's shield.

"What's next? Where to put the courier? "Don't interfere with him."

Lapland looked at the scene and uttered a serious lack of experience in logistics, and Texas saw that Omer was thinking, and frowned when he looked back at the people lying in the thick line.

Among the obstacles she has encountered in her previous logistics work, this time is the most bizarre, and force alone is not a complete solution.

"Call the police first, shall you?" The Angel lowered his voice and said, "I see a new overtime worker coming. ”

That's how it should be, Texas nodded subconsciously, looked at the crowds in the distance, and took out his mobile phone, but was interrupted by Omer's voice.

"Don't worry, let's do a test first!"

As he spoke, he suddenly knocked and knocked in mid-air, and the moment he stopped, Texas saw a pop-up window pop up on the chat screen on his phone.

The text that occupies an entire page of the screen is fortunately all in Dongyan script, not the extremely eastern language mixed with pseudonyms.

"After reading the above, tell me." Omer said, turning from the doorway to the nearest window, looking down at the acrophobia, and then looking up at the moonlit sky and the remaining eight floors.

"After reading it, there is no plan to be gentle?" Texas approached and asked.

"It's gentle enough, if I'm guessing right," Omer smiled, looking back from the window, looking at Zaro, who had already slipped out of the shadows to stop people, and then at Lapland, who was already gearing up, "you see she's eager to try." ”

The Lapland mentioned is grinning, and his trademark smirk is silent.

"If you want to be gentle, how about helping me stop her and letting you do it?"

Omer said, waving his hand.

The all-round shield defense quickly subsided, and his body shook slightly, holding his forehead in the unsteady standing, and showed a slight smile.

Between his fingers was Galatron's card, and the red and swollen fingers pointed upwards as the electric sparks flickered again.

"Okay, I guessed right."

He still had some resistance left, but not much.

After saying this, he has sunk into a twisted and drastic dream.

In this chapter, when Omer's shadow has something, he suddenly has a sense of hindsight.

The child, the eye in the shadow, remembered Accardo's loli form.

(End of chapter)