Chapter 236 The Chairman hasn’t called you yet!

Although the Internet is not an illegal place, many people still regard the Internet as a channel to vent themselves.

For this type of people, the Internet is a mask, and wearing a mask means taking off the mask.

So they dared to say what they dared not say in reality, put on an attitude that they would not have in reality, and demonstrate the truth that was bound by reality.

But there are also another type of people in reality.

They wear masks and they are really masks.

They will weave falsehoods on the Internet and create virtual images.

Even a series of speeches and expressions are deliberately created characters, which are not much different from some virtual anchors.

It is true that because humans themselves are very complex creatures, the boundaries between these two types of humans are not as wide as they are.

People who like to brag will occasionally reveal their true nature, and people who come to the Internet to vent their emotions will also pretend to be polite on different social platforms.

This is also the most common mass group.

But after knowing netizens for several years, the accumulated communication can always make some disguises flawed, just like Omer has suspected that Keliff is actually a woman several times.

Of course, Omer's weirdness that is meticulous in his observations and is accustomed to using the knowledge he has learned to reason cannot be regarded as a standard case.

But Kelif is not a normal case!

This girl’s unexpected online performance—or her performance in front of the Yuehuanshe account was consistent with reality, and her biggest disguise was the dark and cool leather case!

Keliff's chat room looks 2.15 meters tall and looks even more majestic.

Then look at the little girl in front of you, and you can understand what it means: the taller you report online, the shorter you are in reality, the more vicious you are, the more people and animals you are in harmless.

It's also quite strange. Aomo looked at the pink little girl in front of him who might be even 1.5 meters tall. She was surprised and surprised, but if she wanted to say that the other party was really harmless...

You might as well think about the online conversations you had in Tianmen City before.

That's a clear statement about the information about the Monster King and the Mercenary.

That too immoral ends naturally.

It can be proved that Keliff is absolutely not simple.

Even if the water meter is still safe after being checked by the Security Bureau of the Two Realms, you can't really think that a guy who can get a monster research certificate will be harmless.

She even scrapped Omo a coffee machine as soon as she arrived!

"So it's really broken?"

Asked at the Manchester City Teahouse where he was still fiddling with the coffee maker, Omer looked at Keliff, who was cowardly like a small animal on the side, and then looked back at the coffee maker.

Oh, it shouldn't be said to be Keliff, it should be said: Akane Shinjo.

Although most netizens only remember the online name, they continued to call the online name. After a few years, they don’t remember the real name of their brothers, and only the online name is permanent.

But if you get along with each other for a long time, you will still remember your real name.

Not to mention someone like Omo who has chips embedded in his mind.

If you want to forget, you have to process the chip in memory.

However, the name Xinzhao Akane is really surprisingly ordinary. As for her appearance that is higher than the average average and her mind that is no less than Bourbon... Omer deviates from the hormones that should be active at his age.

It’s not that XP is unique, but that as a local inhabitant of this world, this era, and as a trainer of Tresen, he really deserves this dull reaction.

In this era, appearance can be adjusted, and body parameters are also intended to be changed in medical beauty. In addition, the horse racing girl and other time travelers are active in the Jiemen District, the result is-

——The natural and artificial high appearance are mixed together and cannot be distinguished, so it is difficult to truly make people stunning.

It is even more interesting to see someone who is just as good-looking or even inferior.

Ormo may even be suspected of being a time traveler.

Of course, Akane Shinjo is undoubtedly a time traveler.

The high school girl who can live alone in Tianmen City cannot be a time traveler. The monster models in her luggage are 80% related to her, or something related to the original world she lives in.

Not to mention the specifics, Omo now cares more about his coffee machine.

He didn't even have any equipment at home, so he made up his mind to purchase office supplies when he was decorating the office!

Why don't you use it before?

"…Well, it should be broken." Manchester City Teahouse whispered.

She was obviously a little guilty too.

Even though she had seen Akane Shinjo fiddling with the coffee machine, she came to watch and gave advice, and at that time, the coffee machine was already smoking, she still felt that she had her own responsibility for the current situation.

And Aomo, who received this affirmative reply, was silent for a moment and waved his hand to give up his position.

After moving away from the teahouse, he stepped forward and tried to operate it, then turned his head to look at the Xinzhao Akane who continued to pretend to be a small animal.

The teahouse also looked at it, two black and white guys, one with red eyes and the other with golden eyes, staring Xin Tiao Qian into a furious position.

Although she was not familiar with the teahouse, Suzi had at least mentioned the other party's existence, and the other party had even brought the divine weapon to guide him when she was at a loss.

That posture reminded her of her lecturer in class, and she was a professional at first glance.

The professionals' gaze was always heavier. Akane Shinto raised her hand carefully and said weakly: "...I can compensate."

It's very bad. I clearly planned to surprise the little snake, and then look at the little snake's jokes, but it turned out that I became a joke. This kind of thing is definitely very strange!

"It's not a matter of compensation," Omo looked at her and raised his hand and knocked on the forehead with his index finger. "Although this is a semi-automatic coffee machine, it is indeed difficult to operate, but it needs to be broken directly..."

He was silent for a moment, raised his hand and threw out a soundproof barrier:

“Has Bourbon been to the kitchen?”

"Borbon, oh, that girl with shiny hair isn't it?"

She is indeed a time traveler and has very little contact with horse racing girls, so she said that she should give priority to girls instead of horse racing girls in this description...but the point is not here, Omo nodded: "Yes, has she been here?"

"She has been here and suggested that I search for tutorials," Xinzhao Akane looked at the direction of the living room with some confusion, "But what does this have to do with her?"

"It doesn't matter. Don't mention the broken coffee machine to the two outside, and you don't have to pay for it."

Under her puzzled gaze, the little snake finished speaking very quickly, then turned his head and said to the black-haired Mama, "Let's have a meeting tomorrow."

"Call Miss Big Shock and Sunday Jingjing, let's talk about the soul of the horse racing."

"Well..." the teahouse nodded, "I'll take off the coffee machine in my room."

Have you brought a coffee maker?

Omo glanced at her subtly, feeling that she didn't need to ask her if she wanted to stay overnight.

He nodded and said, "Look at Bourbon later, don't let her approach the kitchen or touch other electricity... Suzi watches TV in the living room, go and confirm."

"…good!"

It is rare to hear the teahouse's passionate response. The matter of maintaining the life of the office's electrical appliances obviously brought her a special sense of mission.

The black-haired Madam quickly trotted out of the kitchen and left.

And Aomo looked at the broken coffee maker, pondered for a moment, lifted it up and put it in the corner of the kitchen.

Then he turned his head and looked at Akane Shinjo on the side - she just followed her.

"To your doubts, simply put, the horse racing girl named Miura Bourbon was born to be in conflict with electrical appliances. I think this is a curse related to the soul of the horse racing." Of course, Omer, who knew what she wanted to ask, answered first.

Then, looking at the obvious surprise on her face, she added: "Well...you should know that the horse racing girl is essentially a human being influenced by the horse racing soul and the blessing of the goddess, right?"

"I know, there are popular science on travel magazines in Jiemen District."

"We have to get along for a long time in the future. It is better to find some information that is clearer than the travel magazine's instructions. Oh, don't find it. I'll organize a brief for you in the future, by the way," Omo said, glanced at the express delivery progress on the screen, "Can you cook?"

"I'm going to order takeout when you come."

Sure enough?

"Stop ordering, I ordered the ingredients to deliver, I'll cook tonight."

As Aomo said, he pointed to the kitchen exit without removing the soundproof barrier: "By the way to go to the laboratory prepared for you, I want you to have a new harvest."

“Those cards are right!”

Old netizens who know that the other party takes care of the useless adoptive father every day will naturally not be surprised that the other party can cook, so it is better to say that they are looking forward to it.

But now when she mentioned topics that attracted her more, Akane Shinto passed the first half and felt extremely upbeat.

But when she mentioned the harvest, she remembered something and turned to his right hand: "By the way, how about your hand?"

"Small question," Omo waved his hand, "It's not the monster card that needs advice, it's the secret key."

"…?" Xintiao was stunned for a moment, and then his red eyes widened.

"That key!?"

This is exactly the foresight of Aumer's failure to remove the soundproof barrier.

"That's right," Aomo nodded, "It's that secret key, but this seems to be a subsequent imitation product. I don't know what the effect will be, so I have to advise you-"''Takeげげ骪のののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののののの�

As he said, a ringtone suddenly rang. It was the ringtone received by the terminal. Although it was a private mode, the public play of the ringtone helped others understand their behavior.
To be continued...