Chapter 20 Crimson King Type Star Gate

It was the second time in a long time to fly on the Stargate escort aircraft, and it was full of freshness.

After all, the last ride was more than ten years ago.

Not to mention how this memory will be processed by the years, just because it is a childhood memory, he is destined to be patchy——

——This is usually the thinking inertia held by time travellers, and it is a too old cognition.

Whether it is the pursuit of the true spiritual self through source energy cultivation, or the chip control of cyber modification, it can allow a person to regain his childhood memories without feeling awkward at all.

The path Omo embarked on was the former, but the basic chip mentioned by the latter was also embedded in the back of his head. This was not because he intended to advance the metaphysical sciences at the same time, but simply because the level of metaphysical practice was not yet in place and needed to be accelerated.

The machinery fills the gaps.

This is also the choice of most energy science students in the early stages of their studies.

After all, the path of technology is taking shape really quickly. You can even make a decision today and your technology will soar tomorrow.

As long as you are rich enough and have enough connections, it will be fine.

But that was too expensive. It was extremely painful for Omo to install a primary chip for himself, but now he has the money to upgrade, but he has no plans to do so.

People who have been poor for a long time will either spend extravagantly when they become rich, or they will continue to be frugal until they adapt.

Omer is obviously the latter.

So as a chip holder who can recall past memories, where does the novelty of Omo's experience come from?

Naturally, it is the technological changes and trends in the past ten years.

The vibration of the Stargate Escort aircraft engine, the device structure of the internal space, the general popular science tutorials inside, and even the decoration style of the cabin itself - all of these are different from those of the past, bringing him a completely fresh and truly touching sense of satisfaction.

At this time, his eyes did shine with the brilliance that a young man should have, and the corners of his mouth even raised subconsciously. But when he turned his head and saw his adoptive father who was still wearing an eye mask and sleeping lightly, he still restrained his country bumpkin expression.

reaction.

Also includes the urge to share feelings.

However, he can only take advantage of this moment to move. When the escort plane turns into a rainbow and soars in the star gate, everyone in the cabin will lose the room to move at that extreme speed and become part of the glory.

This is also the moment when the escort aircraft really comes into play.

It ensures that the passengers' condition remains intact during the voyage beyond the speed of light, instead of being completely lost in the glory and difficult to recover.

For the pilots who are in contact between the two planets, the time of stargate transmission varies from several hours to one another, but for the passengers who do not need to keep themselves in order to confirm the route, they will lose track of each other during such a voyage.

The judgment of time, simply put, is——

——Most people’s experience with Stargate Airlines is that God suddenly ordered us to get off the spacecraft, and we always felt that we had lost a lot.

This is the best ending, to be honest.

At least the sense of time has been shortened, and it would be torture to become far away. Some people are not suitable for flying Stargate Airlines, and some people will sense that they are passing through the same "super-time and space network" during the voyage because of their too keen perception.

', resulting in different types of side effects.

Some people are just fine, and can even happily talk to others about the wonders they have seen, but some people will appear mentally abnormal or even go into shock.

After all, those who can pass by or pass through the hyperspace network must be existences that are not afraid of the destruction of the body and will by this speed. You can say that they are powerful, you can also say that they are terrifying, and some of them are terrifying in appearance.

of.

For example, there have been sightings of certain monsters that can travel through time and space.

However, even they are basically not interested in the escort aircraft passing by, even if there are occasionally a few 'ants' in the metal shell that cast their eyes on them.

Passengers often just pay attention to themselves, and then cause unnecessary disasters, so the passenger equipment of the escort aircraft is also equipped with a device that suppresses perception. Although you are not forced to use it, you should wear it if you want to pass safely.

Homais put it on honestly.

The probability of seeing a monster is so low that even Omo, who is very concerned about it, is not willing to take a chance.

He also wanted to have a satisfactory start to the trip, and being sent to the hospital on the first day was definitely not a satisfactory start.

So he just looked at the misty lights and shadows on the left and right, and then looked at Morrison sitting beside him, half of his body turned into an elongated light, then he reached into his pocket and took out a small

note.

Not a list of travel essentials that you fold up when you go out in the morning, but a handwritten list of travel places.

The names of places of all sizes are listed above, but there is no specific order planned - this is the spare time Omo left to deal with emergencies, and he plans to wait until he actually arrives at Tianmen City before deciding where to go first.

No matter where we go first, the one we will focus on on the first day is Tsuburaya Exhibition Hall No. 8!

Looking at the six characters plus an exclamation mark that were specially written in red pen, with the entire font three times larger than other place names, Omo smiled silently, folded it and put it back in his pocket.

Then, in the seat-fixed terminal's reminder to prepare for disembarkation, Morrison woke up beside him.

"Wake up, we're almost there, ready to go to the changing room."

"...Okay." Morrison, who was only in light sleep, was silent for a moment and understood the situation. He didn't ask stupid questions like 'how long did I sleep?', and just looked at the time difference conversion on his phone.

"It should be morning over there too."

"And the temperature is quite low, so I need to go to the changing room."

As he spoke, the safety devices on the seats to prevent accidents were unlocked. With the channel broadcast still being broadcast, many passengers got up and went to the changing room carrying the clothes they had prepared in advance.

Seeing this scene, Omo glanced at Morrison, who was expressionless, angrily.

If he hadn't provided and installed the clothes himself, this guy probably would have planned to just go to work in a summer suit.

It is true that the temperature of 11° may not be a big problem for an old bat. It is nothing more than allocating a little energy to use in body circulation, but wouldn't it be better to save this energy?

It’s just a matter of changing clothes!

Homais had always felt that his adoptive father was too casual about many things, even when it came to his work, which was always life-threatening.

They are also afraid of trouble. Omer is more afraid of causing bigger troubles in the future and should be fully prepared when necessary. Morrison, on the other hand, is like a stupid vampire who stands out and just does it without being cowardly. It doesn't matter if he is not well prepared, he can make up for it with his strength!

Ke Xie is still just a B-level specialist!

According to the threat level, it is only an F-level threat that can wreak havoc in a neighborhood, let alone an E-level city confrontation.

The black dragon that blew up three Federation starships three years ago is still silent. How could Xie be so naturally reckless?

At first, little Omer thought this guy was misanthropic, the kind who didn't regard his own life as fate and would be relieved after death, just like a character with deep hatred and deep hatred.

As a result, after spending time together and observing him, I found that this guy was simply afraid of trouble.

It’s no wonder that after working in this industry for almost sixty years, I’m still working for people, and I don’t even have the talent to sit in an office.

Vampires can't sit back and prefer the feeling of using new weapons to exert their power. Otherwise, they would be happy living in retirement and receiving subsistence allowances.

Although he is an immortal species, he has already met the retirement age for a while. It is not that Omer has not tried to persuade this guy. After all, the job of a thug is a life-threatening job. People who are addicted to food always have the risk of overturning, but in terms of results.

It's rare that he can't survive the old people's behavior.

After all, there is not enough persuasive material, and the job of a thug is dangerous. However, as a serious company and cooperating with the two security bureaus, most of the work done is of an official nature, and the risks have been strictly screened and predicted, so it is indeed difficult to die suddenly.

However, this remote business trip and the fact that the task content was encrypted gave Omer a somewhat unsettling impression.

"Contact me if you need anything."

After returning from their respective dressing rooms and waiting for the escort plane to finally land, Omer gave Morrison instructions.

It would be difficult for ordinary people to imagine what kind of help a 19-year-old young man could provide to the mission of the Two Worlds Security Bureau. But Morrison, who has pursued Omer to the core, can naturally understand that the help Omer provides is not in terms of combat power, but in terms of combat power.

Auxiliary.

He has an abnormal enough observer character, and he is flexible and skilled enough in intelligence collection and retrieval. As a 19-year-old high school graduate whose target is the executive branch of the Two Worlds Security Bureau, what Omer lacks is academic qualifications and combat power.

But these are also the two most important points for the executive department to recruit. If they can't get it right, they will be stuck.

But if he wants to join the Intelligence Bureau, he will be treated as a talent training, and the executive department usually does not receive the full cooperation of the Intelligence Bureau.

After all, the Intelligence Bureau is responsible for too many categories of incidents, and the cases of travelers from the Two Worlds Security Bureau are just a small category.

Morrison knew enough about this. After all, he had cooperated with people from the Security Bureau too many times, and he had friends with some of them who had dinner together.

But when he faced Omo's serious expression, after a moment of silence, he just smiled and patted his shoulder:

"You should wish me good luck in my work. I don't want to disturb your journey to heaven."

Homais was not that easy to fool, and frowned when he realized that the topic was being avoided.

"Just call if you need help, don't worry about saving face."

Morrison raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"Okay, okay."

Thanks to Seven Days, Silver Gear, Ming Yue Baifeng, Jiu Ran, Zhonghua, and Jabba Walker for their unmotivated rewards.

Monster? The flightless monster is still on the way (x). I didn’t mean Groudon.
Chapter completed!