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Chapter 1210 NO.117: Separated by a long time zone, the two of them sneezed.

Late at night, with bright lights, this is the Demon Realm area.

Relying on the natural alien world of the real world, there is no difference in time zones. It is the same two o'clock in the night as Aachen, and the dark sky is also dotted with stars.

As for the moon, which is supposed to be the most conspicuous at night - it shows a symmetrical posture with one ring on each side of the sky, and its shape is a little blurry, as if it is a low-quality texture.

In fact, it is indeed equivalent to a texture.

Relying on the natural and alien world of the real world, there are often such embarrassments in the celestial mapping process.

It's either deformed or polarized or something... Although there is no magma abyss or dry wilderness, there is indeed no normal sun and moon in the Demon Realm area, and the heat distribution is quite uneven.

Those seemingly normal stars only cover up the flaws because they are very small.

However, the distant view up to this point is still the same as in Omo's memory.

Even after passing the security check, the replacement vehicle in the area that came to pick him up was a strange structure with arms and legs, surrounded by several magic circles, and it was still the style he remembered.

——The regular means of transportation in the Demon Realm area have such a weird appearance.

The car they are currently riding in is considered conservative.

There are no flesh-and-blood additions, no skeletal car decorations, and no distorted seats. The design of the cabin is not much different from that of ordinary cars. At first glance, it is the result of being impacted and compromised by foreign cultures.

For areas with a lot of foreign tourists and residents, such changes are understandable. Just like some local cuisines known for their extreme flavors will curb their edge in the takeout service. If you want to make money, you have to consider the needs of outsiders. Acceptance threshold.

Now, as the vehicle moves rapidly, Omo and his group can gradually see clearly the one-piece building in the distance that looks like a curved corner, a prayer-shaped office building that looks like two paws clasped together, and the row upon row of some kind of giant beast in the past. Towering residential buildings like scales.

But at the same time, there are also traditional human buildings that are relatively normal, as if everyone is still in Aachen.

Between the two distinct architectural styles, there are quite a few transitional-style buildings that combine both styles and are slightly nondescript. Omo couldn't help but fall silent when he saw it, and then whispered to his girlfriend beside him:
"It's very strange. It's changed too much."

Although I don’t know who the person in charge of urban planning this term is, and whether he is still alive in this world, but in short——

——The top priority is cutting!

Although little Omer did not have the opportunity to travel around and see the entire city where he was, he can guarantee that the cityscape in the Demon Realm District at that time was not much better, and there were even more deviant gods. It is a must-see architectural complex, but it can still be regarded as a unified urban style.

The current mix and match of the Baldur Demon Realm area is like this, compared to the legendary suture strange Mera, it is more like Frankenstein who is not suitable for every inch of skin.

It is inevitable to want to check the status of the person in charge of urban planning.

But before Omo could open the terminal, someone with excellent hearing answered the call in the posture of a social terrorist:
"Hey? Strange? What was it like here when you lived here?"

That was Vishdel. The progress of the construct was controlled by an artificial soul. She was separated from the driver's position and did not sit down next to anyone in the research team. She just found an empty seat nearby and there was no one around her. I took out my mobile phone and entertained myself until this moment——

She spoke to Homare after hearing his words, which inevitably made the former suspicious.

She wondered if it was because Miss Theresia had mentioned herself in front of her, just like Sunday Serenity, who didn't pay much attention to most other people, but would pay attention to all the names mentioned in the Manchester Teahouse.

"Verbal narration is not accurate. You can try to search the Demon Realm area 16 years ago."

"16 years..."

Unexpectedly, he accepted this excuse easily. Vishdel did not insist on letting Omer tell it. The way he simply turned his head and held his chin with one hand and clicked on the phone with the other was as if it was true. Searching.

Are you so obedient?

This reaction was quite different from the first impression. Omer subconsciously looked back at Rorschach and Tracy in the back seat. He saw that the former's head was getting sleepy little by little, while the latter's head was falling asleep because of his gaze. And looking back: "What's wrong?"

What’s going on with the employees in your unit—it’s not really a question to ask. "Does your base have a training ground?".

"Of course, but it shouldn't be needed today."

"...Does this mean you don't have to go to work on the first day?"

"Well," Tracy nodded, "Some preparations take time. Although I would like to improve the suitability of the card as soon as possible, you have brought a lot of women."

"Don't count students among the female relatives." Omo glanced at Texas's perked ears helplessly.

"But I really appreciate your understanding."

"It's hard to talk about it, but since I'm back, I have some things to deal with," Tracy said calmly, "So this trip is mainly to arrange for researchers, and there should also be a meeting."

"But will you get off work too early than usual?"

"Yes, you two can go back early."

"Does that sound like I'm fine?" Vishdel, who was playing with his cell phone just now, suddenly turned his head and looked.

"You want to go back on your promise so early?" The Chairman did not even look at her, but looked slightly into the air, where there should be a privacy mode terminal light screen.

"As long as you host Texas, after all, you won't be able to participate in the work."

"Who said that! I am still His Highness's personal bodyguard!"

"I said, leave this job to The Shining."

"What?! How could that woman..."

"...What? What's wrong?" Rorschach was suddenly woken up from his doze.

"You missed a staff transfer at the National Defense Committee." Kelsey, who was sitting on the other side of him, said calmly and continued to operate the tablet in his hand.

Mulses probed his head and explained further: "Tracys asked Shining to take over the position of Vishdale's bodyguard."

"Then what is she doing? Taking Texas shopping?" The doctor still remembered what W had promised before.

"If not, then she should take Manfred's job cram school."

Tracy said calmly: "I still don't know how she replaced Manfred's pick-up job, but I know that Manfred will not miss the opportunity to educate her."

"Who wants that-"

"Or do you prefer to drag Hedley out of the breakfast shop and teach you a cultural lesson?"

"..."

Hedley, a Sarkazi man in his prime, is also a member of the Kazdaele Defense Committee. He has a high appearance rate in Vishdale's relevant information. In Omer's view, he is similar to Vishdale's. Positioning of elders and guardians.

Vishdel's silent expression at this moment was indeed in line with the reaction of a child when his parents are called to educate him. Omer was speechless and sighed silently in his heart.

Although I want to lament that Tracy has the eloquence to overwhelm the opponent without using force or authority, but speaking of guardians has nothing to do with eloquence!

But even so, what he lamented was not that he was suing his parents for not following martial ethics, but that Vishdel still had elders he cared about to restrain him. On the other hand, Sunday Ning Jing and Ellie Soko...

These two really don't care much about their elders.