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Chapter 1207 NO.113: Why doesn’t ▄▄ preserve his ▄▄▄ history?

"Everyone, please meet at Carlos Hot Springs later! Little Snake will probably arrive at at least 12 noon."

"12 o'clock? Aren't you going to sleep? Although I can't sleep either."

In any case, the time difference between Aachen and Tokyo is seven hours, so everyone is destined to set off in the morning and arrive at midnight, and they are not sleepy yet. When the two groups put away their luggage and changed their clothes, they met with Omer, Akane, and Chelenina. When gathering in this room, everyone inevitably discusses the day's itinerary.

"Team Tachyon, do you want this? Adjust the jet lag." Bourbon quietly took out a pill box.

Adjusting jet lag is nothing more than a work and rest schedule, or sleep time, and the Federation has already developed side-effect-free sleeping pills for this type of needs.

The main customers are social animals who switch between work and vacation, as well as social animals who travel remotely.

"I can make better stuff like this myself," Tachyon touched the pill box and looked at it for a few seconds, feeling very disdainful. "Don't take this in the future, just come to me directly."

"…learn."

Silence hesitated for a moment and glanced at the trainer who had not shined for a while. Miura Bourbon tentatively gave a positive answer.

Omer pretended not to see the look and just clapped his hands: "If I have the chance, I will do it as soon as possible. To be honest, it's hard not to look forward to your swimsuits."

"Hey~ Little Snake is really H. What should I do? I would rather have Chena-chan try on a yukata."

"It doesn't matter, I'm looking forward to it too. There's always a chance in nearly two days and two nights."

"Do you have to wear it? This is not an Eastern hot spring, right..." Texas is not very used to traditional clothing like that, especially after hearing about some traditions that are difficult to distinguish between true and false, such as not wearing underwear underneath.

She is free and easy, and she only wears that kind of clothes at home on weekdays.

"It's true that it's not Carlos, but there are quite a few hot spring shops in Aachen, and there should be ones in the Far Eastern style, but it's hard to expect how authentic they will be."

"Huh? Why are you exploring Eastern-style hot springs in Bader? If you want something authentic, go back and look for it. I'm looking forward to the outdoor beach area here, but I'd better go check out the research institute here first."

"Be careful not to be thrown out, Miss Tako."

"Hmph, I have formal research to prove it. Even if I move out of the Central Tereson name, I can let them take me in!"

"You plan to go to the Teresin Institute here?" Omer was a little surprised.

"Otherwise? Can I still rush into other companies' sites without making an appointment?"

"I'm really afraid you'll do this," the trainer, who was very unsure about her style as a racehorse girl, sighed, and then spoke before the other party got upset, "By the way, Bourbon, you and Tako, pay attention."

"Don't soak in hot springs for too long. Although the calcium in hot springs is good for the body, it may have adverse effects if you soak in it for too long."

"Okay, Master."

"What a great effort. Isn't this guinea pig a trainer?" Tatoko cast a keen gaze, "But if you come here to take care of it, you want our attention?"

"Hey little snake, isn't this some preparation for not coming back by then?" Qian also started to chase, and then cast a suspicious look at Texas, "Are you going to be there with Chena-chan? Let’s spend the night together and ignore everyone here?”

"..."

"Forget it Mr. Guinea Pig, why are you silent too? Mr. Chelenina, aren't you also looking forward to it?"

"Sorry, I never thought of this, but after Akane mentioned it...it's hard to say," the black-haired wolf girl buried her head slightly and whispered, "I'm not looking forward to it..."

"Hey——? No! I want to go with you! I also want to visit Little Snake's hometown!"

"I'm not going back to visit my hometown. Stop making trouble." He raised his hand to stop Miss Shinjo's bastard punch, which made Omo feel helpless. "Chenna and I will come back. If we have time, we can take you with us." Go visit the nursery where I stayed when I was a child.”

"It's agreed," Akane Shinjo stepped forward and hugged him, "I'm really worried that the little snake will get involved in something else."

"Even if something happens, I will give priority to fulfilling my promise," Omer hugged back and then separated. He smiled helplessly, "This is not a topic of flag or not."

"Okay, then I wish you good luck there."

"Yeah, don't cause any trouble." Suzi turned away and waved his hand impatiently.

A stark contrast to the respectful Bourbon.

"Master, Miss Chelenina, I wish you good luck in your work."

"Well, you guys should have fun first." Chelenina nodded.

"You can plan where to go and where to eat first," Omer waved his hand and then looked at Texas, "Let's go."——

Outside the hotel lobby, Tracy, who was still dressed in armor as if he was about to go to the battlefield at any time, nodded towards Omer Linton and Chelenina Texas who were approaching.

Such a greeting made Texas startled, and he subconsciously turned to look at Omer.

Although it was not obvious, it was a rare gesture of goodwill from the other party, and it was somewhat inconsistent with her impression of General Kazdaele.

Dr. Rorschach, who was chatting with Mulseth and Kelsey on the side, turned around and said with the same surprise: "It really came out. In fact, we planned to go to the committee directly, but Tracy called us over. etc."

After saying that, he reluctantly took out something that looked like a permission card from his pocket and handed it to the latter.

"It seems like you guys even started a gambling game." Omer was speechless.

Moreover, it was only these two people who started the bet by themselves. He glanced at them and ignored them. He greeted Zhong Yue and several other researchers and nodded in return.

"It's rare to see him so interested." Under Kelsey's look at the idiot, the doctor shrugged helplessly, "Now we will increase the resources for the National Defense Committee by 1%."

After looking at Tracys, Omo looked at him again: "You bet that I'll come later?"

"Whether it's a child or a girlfriend, you always need to take more care of them. Are you guys so easy to talk to?"

"That's part of the reason."

"Can't you still notice that this guy is particularly good at dealing with people?" Tracy said calmly, "Come and follow him. Manfred has already passed the cathedral. Let's go to the outer street and wait for him."

"Manfred came to pick someone up? Is there something fussing over?" the doctor asked.

"Don't you know that Theresia is not good at rejecting other people's enthusiasm?" Tracy glanced at him. Although it was a bit rude, the doctor's height could only be classified as a female in this team.

It's quite counterintuitive. Given the technological level of his previous civilization, there was no genetic optimization for his physique and body shape correction.

"And looking at this lineup, do you really think it's all a fuss?"

"That doesn't really count."

Without even looking around, the doctor shrugged awkwardly, which inevitably attracted Omer's unexpected gaze.

I always feel that this person's state has relaxed a lot, and his judgment, which is frequently suppressed by Tracys, has weakened, just like me last week.

Is it possible that someone just relaxes when he or she is holding on to it?

Although it seems very problematic, if there is really a tall person to support it, this kind of lifestyle will save energy in the long term. Originally, the boss would not have to make himself into an almighty superman. If it weren't for the Griza card, he would really be the only one. After looking at it, Omo felt relieved. He had already left Shen and Raccoon over and went shopping with the girls.

Although there wasn't much to see at this point late at night... He glanced at this long and quiet road, with only rows of street lamps providing light.

His keen hearing caught up with the qualities of the other people in the team, and they all looked towards the direction where the sound of vehicles was coming from.

But compared to the sound of the vehicle, everyone was more concerned about the roar that sounded like an engine riot.

"This movement doesn't sound like Manfred." Tracy frowned slightly.

"I guess a bomb will fly out later," Rorschach, who seemed to be trying to regain some seriousness after being choked several times in front of outsiders, complained softly, and then looked at Omer, "Please don't attack later, Mr. Omer, this is not an accomplice of the group of attackers last week."

"W, is that so? I've read about her news."

It is stupid to try to hide one's operations in front of this group of people, not to mention that Omer used to browse forums as a normal visitor, and the access records and so on, the PRTS system in Rhode Island probably has statistics for a long time.

"She prefers to be called Vishdel," Mulseth poked his head behind Rorschach, "and she has quite a problem with Chairman Tracy and Doctor, and her opinions have become even bigger recently."

"Because of that mobile game?" Omer glanced at the chairman and the doctor.

He still remembered the conversation the two men had just met last week.

Mulses's answer also confirmed his guess.

"Because of that mobile game."

"The day before yesterday she tried to delete some of the underlying code." Hemmer added.

"He didn't even go around PRTS. That kid doesn't know anything about codes. Mr. Williams, who cleans the unit, is more problematic. He's trying to hide some of his ongoing history."

"It's not difficult to understand, but we still can't let him do that."