Chapter 265

NO. 27: Aomo Is Really Troublesome!

If it weren't for this sudden attack, Aomo might, upon happening to meet Bi Ze, have helped the two horse girls pick out their staves, met with Xingjia, and then, while sending Bi Ze back, stopped by nearby for a while.

Visiting neighbor Mr. Vlad, Bi Ze drags him into a deep‑in‑the‑game co‑op jail session, where he might even call out for a David or bring along a Rebecca, Lucy, or someone similar.

Their side seems to have been getting along well lately; by contrast, Aomo's side, after two cooperations, has had little communication due to busy affairs, so it's unclear whether they've grown distant, but they definitely lack the enthusiasm from that side.

Relationships always need to be maintained.

Such a situation easily leads to Aomo himself gradually becoming marginalized, but if that were the development, it would inevitably be rather dull.

After all, although Aomo has changed his attitude and feels he really ought to make some friends, he doesn't need friends in the ordinary sense.

He has no enthusiasm for superficial socializing.

He believes friends are not a relationship that requires constant togetherness.

Everyone has their own hobbies and lives; they don't need to be together every day, but when they meet they can catch up as if they saw each other daily.

If a suitable analogy is needed, this is like online friends.

In earlier times, online friends were merely pen pals, just chatting with no other interaction.

When the information age developed rapidly, the deep‑in‑the‑game system also became widespread, and online friends turned into companions indistinguishable from real‑life friends, with distance completely closed.

Of course, there will also be those who fabricate personas from the start to scam online, but with today's deep‑in‑the‑game technology, anyone who can disguise themselves online would be just as adept at disguising in reality.

You can't always avoid it.

So this needn't be considered, and he actually has an example close at hand.

That example is him and Kailifu, to be precise, Xintiao Qian.

If it weren't for this meeting and their long‑term cooperation, Aomo and Kailifu would continue as before—never meeting yet being extremely familiar.

They don't necessarily need to chat or meet every day; when busy they might go days without being online, but when they meet again they never feel awkward.

Relationships naturally need nurturing, but one shouldn't go overboard in trying to cultivate them.

If one must go to such lengths just to be friends, then this relationship really ought to stop here.

Speaking of which, this is all based on the premise that no attack occurred; but when the attack does indeed happen, Aomo naturally sends Bi Ze there and does not linger, first rushing back to the office.

Lest the three young ladies see themselves in some news again and unnecessarily worry.

Composure—he must first cultivate a sense of composure.

Because he knows very well that mercenary work is not seen as stable by outsiders.

Just like police and military professions, at home they naturally feel completely safe, but when on duty or on the defense line, their families and friends are the ones who lack security the most.

After all, they won't know when you might suddenly be gone.

They also lack the power to change that situation.

If they were to face several more dangerous situations, their relatives and friends might even advise them to quit the post.

Even if it doesn't come to that, it will plant some psychological hidden dangers, laying groundwork for possible future conflicts.

Such problems are unavoidable and cannot be eradicated; you can only make them seem smaller, even if your relatives, friends, and lovers are all insiders.

Just like Aomo's parents, both being mercenaries, they can understand each other, yet there remain conflicts; from his foster father Morrison one can hear that they too have had times when they came to blows.

But of course, Aomo isn't particularly interested in knowing.

Or rather, he would only pay attention to it when he needs a negative example to serve as a mirror for himself.

To dispel others' doubts about your safety, you naturally ought to display enough composure to alleviate their unease.

Either you have a powerful patron backing you, or you are strong enough yourself, or you are very good at fleeing……

Leaving the last option aside, Aomo also doesn't consider himself strong enough, but he wants to lower this goal by one level—first, it's never wrong to appear composed and at ease.

Although he looks rather embarrassed while riding his motorcycle on the highway, wary of the sight of a red sports car flashing by, his composed demeanor upon entering the city is truly handsome——

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——This handsomeness lasts only until he reaches the office door.

Then he will realize that the problem is not with himself, but with the opposite side:

「What is this? What are you transporting? 」

Aomo, gripping the motorcycle's handle and pulling it forward, gazed at several logistics workers wearing work uniforms and air-filter masks entering and exiting the main door, suppressing the nauseating stench as he spoke.

「Who are you? 」

「I am the director of this office. 」

「Oh, Director, hello, this is the cargo of Aobo Monster Limited Company; please have Kailifu come out to sign for it. 」

……New——item——!

Here I come! Oh this smell…… you guys wait!" The girl wearing slippers pattered down from the stairs, then suddenly halted, turned and ran back.

Aomo could hear the sound of her running back to the room to rummage for something, along with her shouting, "Suzi-chan! Suzi-chan! Come down with me! The stuff has arrived!!"

Then Suzi replied, "What? The monster organization delivered?! I'm coming right away!!"

Monster organization…… that's literally a biological organization, right?

Even if this smell isn't rotten, it's definitely not any normal biological organism; Aomo frowned, watching the two figures in slippers running toward him from left and right, but upon seeing him he suddenly halted and turned to run back indoors.

「Stand still! 」

The Binding Spell is a simple technique of the Dongyan Daoist tradition, but Aomo has never learned that kind of complex foundation requiring the consideration of solar terms and hours for positioning, so he simply raised his hand and pressed down; magical power formed a silver giant claw, with his thumb and little finger pressing against one side of each person's shoulders.

「Sorry for the laugh. 」 He said to everyone.

「Do you want to send it back? 」 The logistics personnel, unfazed by such a situation, directly asked the person who seemed most capable of making a decision at the moment.

Upon hearing his words, the two in front let out screams.

Exclamations like "Don't take the little snake! I finally managed to get it!" and "Guinea pig-kun! That's precious experimental material!" were all jumbled together.

No, forget the new item; Suzi, when did your experiments advance to this point?

Aomo silently watched the two turn back in flustered looks, rubbed the tip of his nose with the index finger of his free left hand, then said to the logistics worker: "…No need, Kailifu is the one with pink hair on the right; you just have her sign for it."

"By the way, does this thing always smell this bad? Isn't there any deodorizing item included?"

"Yes, but it has to be fixed in one place," "Go tell her! Let her take you to the lab to install it!"

"Feeling the strange stench of Aomo up close, he hurriedly greeted, waved his hand to fan the air, wishing he could chant a few more spells to help air circulation."

"Looking again at the tightly closed doors and windows of the surrounding neighboring buildings, he had already fallen into the dilemma of 'how to manage neighbor relations'."