When it comes to the choice of base erection and vehicle design, the different dimensions have always been a unique choice.

Because these different dimensions that are attached to the main material world, there are always some strange laws that are distorted from the main material world, and the easy ones are color aberration changes, the troublesome ones are like gravity reversal, and the dangerous ones are diverse.

What chemical gases are so harmful to organisms, what chaotic electromagnetic moments make up thunderstorm swarms, and even some twisted laws that will die inexplicably if triggered - these are, of course, obstacles to vehicle navigation and base building.

But when overcome, they can be an undeniable help.

For high-end designers, they are more interested in a harmony than dividing their laws - integrating those abnormal laws into the structure of their works.

However, the richness of different dimensions directly raises the cost of pursuing a harmonious design for vehicles.

At both ends of the cost and technology scale, the former is unrealistic, the latter is tossing itself, and those vehicles that need to frequently travel to different dimensions are even more endless pondering.

As a result, the vast majority of pretentious high-end researchers still quietly chose to set up a base.

For Omer, who had already quietly hacked into the Awa console, he was glad that the Awa people's choice in this regard was no different from that of the Federation designers.

The content of the response manual for gangsters from another dimension is even more prominent, a perfect fit, saving him a lot of trouble.

But all this goes smoothly and ends there.

As the characters he typed directly on the screen stated, the base here was set up in a very strange way.

On the premise of trying not to irritate the Nayapo people, he rummaged through the operation logs of the entire base, and all he saw were the operation records of each facility.

There's no base builder content, and there's no TD end goal.

Admittedly, it's normal for the runlog not to mention this, but if you don't mention it at all, especially when it comes to what the device is responsible for - the missing parts that can be used as puzzle pieces are a deliberate statement.

That's not what the Awa people can do.

"No... No...... That's not right either...... Ace ......"

The low murmur of a single pusher comes from the strange Abo people who are beneath the anti-color space.

He hadn't yet realized that his operating system had been completely controlled by the prisoners in the rear.

He was still adjusting and watching the images formed by his subconscious, even if there were quite few horse racing girls who fell asleep at this point, it did not prevent him from continuing to switch repeatedly.

In the current situation summarized by Omer, he sensed Ace's aura and locked everyone here.

Usually at this time, it is time to go through the process of 'questioning, and even torture', but the result is that he insists on the dream operation and directly hangs everyone behind.

It's like being caught in some kind of strong psychological suggestion.

[Lunakrait: Are there any traces of similar operations?] 】

【Deep Coffee: No... He's just plain... Mutilated】

[Lunar Snake: I think so]

Looking back at the Apoll who was absolutely fine in terms of visual appearance, the demon's eyes could only reveal a dull red.

This is more like the dregs of an obsession than an evil spirit.

Did He burn like that here, or was he put in this position from the beginning...... We'll have to wait for the café to be inspected before it becomes clear.

It's just that no matter what, the other party's current state doesn't look like it can be processed for logs.

There's always something behind it—

"Ace !!!"

A sudden roar interfered with his thoughts, and he looked at the suddenly agitated Awa people with their respective glass-covered teams, and even more at the large, steady-colored screen in front of him.

The images of the three girls on the screen are clear, and everyone's eyes are focused on the blue-eyed girl in the middle and front.

Katsuragi's ace, in the eyes of the Apo people, obviously has more than just the breath of Ace.

So he shouted, he roared, he immediately exhaled the key position in front of him, so that the model of the big ant super beast Ali Punta instantly appeared, and when he was about to release his fist that smashed down, he saw that the model suddenly shattered, and at the same time, there was a sound of shattering from reality dubbing it.

Boom!

The movement forced him to turn back.

And this time, I saw a golden pupil angrily approaching!

Before he had time to react, his face met the other party's fist in shock, and he heard the "pretending to be a ghost!!" Angry rebuke.

saw the fist pass through, and the guy who swung the fist seemed to be stunned in place, and then began to tremble inexplicably.

"Is that what kind of martial artist Zhen is?" Xiao Lu, who didn't see the problem, asked Sero in a whisper.

"Uh......" Only Sero, who does not lack this kind of eyesight, hesitated for a moment.

Not long ago, he was stared at with the eyes of garbage, and he regained his hesitation in this area.

Well, re.

He had to admit that in this vacation-like world without those acquaintances, without those elders, and even without many hands-on opportunities.

Not only did he slacken, but he also wandered too much.

But even if he regains his original maturity, he has no chance to show at the moment.

Because even if Narita Bairen was stunned in place, she could be regarded as indirectly 'controlling' the Awa people who were also staring at her suspiciously.

In that less than a second of time difference, the Manchester City Tea House, which was like the last three waves of sprinting, was already raising its hand to cover the face of the Nayapo people.

Unlike Bai Ren, under the pitch-black circle that had already formed in her palm, she easily pressed it to the ground and immobilized its limbs as if she were suppressing an ordinary person.

Beside him, countless visual ghostly silhouettes surrounded and converged, turning into the shackles of formation that were enough to imprison his limbs and neck.

At the same time, the speedy child who crossed the two ran to the operating table, and began to operate in the vigilance of Ai Mu Orihime and her sister who could not be seen by ordinary people.

Bourbon, on the other hand, stayed where he was, and after a few seconds, the three jockey girls who suddenly appeared under the broken glass cover were stunned, beckoning to the Katsuragi ace who was still in the middle:

"The people of Awa are there, Katsuragi-senpai."

Each performs its own duties, acting as the gears of the perfect action between the electric light and flint, everything is as planned in the mobile phone before, and even Narita Hakuhito's mistakes and omissions are taken into account.

After all, when everyone was plotting in the chat room before, Bai Ren was there to pull himself.

The mobile phone is probably not seen, and it is not appropriate to disturb, but the number of operators at the moment is also exceeded.

So Omer simply didn't put her on the action list, let alone assign action steps.

On the contrary, I considered that the other party's rash action would hinder the possibility of other people's responses - but the reality did not go that far.

"This is the Awa man?"

Standing on the side of the teahouse, overlooking the Awa people who tried to struggle but were restrained by the magic circle, Katsuragi Ace was obviously surprised that this trip went well.

It seems that there is no need to use the double ring between the fingers, and the criminal has already been subdued.

So what am I doing here?

What about Ormer?

She turned her head and saw a tall demon carrying an iron coffin, shaking out a series of dangerous knives, blunt objects, and firearms from it as if shaking a cloth bag, and then quickly stuffed the instruments in front of her into the coffin.

“？”

It's hard for her not to put a question mark.

This one looks more like a criminal.

First come to the business-style thank you for the monthly pass support, and then the real version of the P face plus more.

I've served you, I'm still coding words, and I'm listening to the mobile phone vibrating

(End of chapter)