Chapter 378: No.141 Because You Marked the Name

After all, from the very beginning, Aomo has been giving Yuechi Symbol an opportunity.

The cooperation between Penguin Logistics and Yuechi Logistics, while the quote showed no concession, the terms beyond the quote were quite lenient.

Dadi's past performance in the public eye showed he didn't much care about company operations; his conduct was unorthodox, and he often turned to music.

His preferences were still hip-hop and rock—this type of overall youthful development in music trends.

This is easily seen as youthful recklessness.

Especially that penguin posture is genuinely deceiving; combined with his indeed quite 'rock' everyday personality, even a mature voice is hard to change the impression.

As Aomo once said: "We can loosen the conditions, after all everyone thinks you don't care about company development."

Those words, unchanged, he forwarded to Yisi.

Yisi's comprehension is excellent; within ten minutes he drafted a contract that left Yuechi Symbol wanting to speak but holding back, and in the end he remained silent.

Although it's somewhat unkind, speaking up would likely invite mockery of one's breadth…… Yuechi Logistics' side staying silent also means they accepted Dadi's—and even the whole Penguin Logistics'—'persona'.

Yes, the persona.

Dadi indeed doesn't care about company development, but he's not completely indifferent.

At least to repay the assistance Rhodes Island provided when he first came to this world, Penguin Logistics' natural advantage in logistics work is indeed useful.

Development can be slow, but it must always move forward.

In his mind he places a ruler, equivalent to a company development indicator.

Merely deciding the actual content of that indicator, the reasons are often casual.

But precisely because he has that ruler, he also has no reason to oppose Aomo's proposal.

Yuechi Logistics, although it's not doing well in the Boundary Gate District, is still a fine little dish.

Believing in the young man and employees he favors, what's there to hesitate about?

Yuechi Symbol obviously won't understand this.

His understanding of Dadi isn't that deep, and Dadi isn't that easy to understand.

Even Aomo himself, after digging through data analysis for several days, still has to ask to know the result.

By comparison, does Yuechi Symbol have this heart?

Usually, if you regard someone as an enemy, you at least try to investigate and understand them.

As learning rivals, track competitors, even if not a sworn enemy with special significance, you should still confirm the opponent's level.

But if that person is a type you utterly despise and reject?

Aomo's answer won't change.

When previously observing and speculating about a person's heart, he wouldn't stop just because it was dark and despicable.

Quite the opposite.

Such a heart instead makes him feel it's rare and special, letting him see more of this world's possibilities.

Before he began to be curious about other worlds, it was precisely this kind of 'rare beast'-like minority that filled his experiences.

Until there were no new possibilities left around him, he only then turned his gaze toward the 'other world' that had already become a part of life.

His longing for the Two Worlds Safety Bureau also began then.

In the midst of unchanging mediocrity, hoping for infinite possibilities, precisely because he knows his own boredom, he wants to see more interesting things.

But even if equally boring, or even strange and twisted heart, it is likewise a possibility.

As long as he hasn't seen it, he has the mind to open an illustrated guide.

Then what about Yuechi Symbol?

Boom!

The huge mechanical face turned back, and the audio component with somewhat cat-ear contours heard the sharp, distinctive sound ringing again.

In the next second came a dull thud, as if heavy glass had been struck but not broken.

Symmetrical, winding horns, a black elongated body, and a light-emitting organ on the chest hiding a glow like lava—its shape roughly resembles the traditional Jetton, yet its phantom is clearly styled, flashing briefly behind the mechanical Befaras.

It also added a second layer of shield surface to that colorless transparent shield, faintly glowing with purple light.

The two overlapping directly trapped the explosive cross in the middle!

And at the same time, without Aomo needing to speak, Shi Huaiya's command already came through the earpiece:

«Miss Ling! »

«Understood! »

At this very moment, toward that obvious screech, Texas and Lapland both rushed out together, while Miss Xi waved her sword to draw ink—she hadn't moved yet, but the bell rang—

——Mosutima was already shaking with both staffs, everything at this moment showing a bit of sluggishness.

This also let Aomo, who witnessed the scene, not help but complain.

He had thought his own caution was already excessive, never expecting today to see an even steadier pursuit of stability.

Mosutima slowed time, giving everyone more leeway to react and respond, and this could also serve as an energy impact against wave-type attacks.

Miss Xi also clearly intended to paint her way to victory, preparing to welcome possible frequent offensives.

Whether the smiling, taciturn fallen angel on the road, or the much-complaining beast-year painter, both are now exerting all effort to defend against the attack.

To the point that preparations are somewhat excessive.

Each side's distinctive move effects also made a certain red-haired angel holding a guard gun look rather dazed.

And the red-clothed mage standing in the rear, contacting the Clock Tower's refuge folding space, was even more bewildered.

She had barely managed to 'tame' the tech device in her hand, hadn't spoken a few words, when she saw a earth-gray colossal dragon head, nearly reaching the sky.

Turning her head, she again saw a cloud-like free beast appearing, towering like clouds.

The contact actions all lagged a bit.

But these two beings are merely a precautionary measure; the one truly having a direct visual effect on the present is the blue-haired dragon maiden who, with a wave of her lamp staff, sends forth spreading mist.

"The old routine, Captain Shi?" she asked.

Aomo originally thought she would charge straight in and grab someone, but she merely stood in place, letting the dark clouds overhead gradually advance and swallow the sunlight.

Moreover, what is the old routine?

He was momentarily stunned.

Before confirming the team lineup, he had naturally done intelligence work; Xi Yu and Ling themselves had plenty of topics on the Rhodes Island forum, including plenty of performance in action.

But such a thing as the "old routine" obviously carried the label of a small clique, which he was unaware of.

Shi Huaiya, who obviously had objections to the mistaken address "Captain Shi," although her expression froze, her words were decisive: "... Of course!"

"Lin Dun, get ready, change back first!"

"?"

Although doubtful, yet willing to place trust, Aomo saw Ling's mechanical Mefilas swallowed by the otherworldly ring arc, and she herself also emerged from it, at which point Miss Ling's light staff suddenly pointed at himself.

"I saw you in a dream, Lin Dun."

"...?"

Having realized what it was, Aomo frowned, then relaxed again.

It wasn't a sudden shift in mood, but his entire consciousness was drifting away.

Just as he was about to collapse straight to the ground, Shi Huaiya, having anticipated it, rushed forward and grabbed him in an embrace.

Although someone's height is approaching 1.8 meters, his body is solid enough that he clearly works out; even on the balcony, the angel would tease that you couldn't tell he's a muscular type athlete, and his weight is comparable to that of a slightly overweight man due to muscle density.

But the physical fitness of Terra people, those who understand, understand.

Even if it's just a feline (Felidae), it's still a branch of tigers; Miss Shi Huaiya can wield a chain hammer as a weapon, and pulling Aomo is not difficult.

Avoiding contact with that uneven, rubble-strewn ground.

Moreover, compared to the double-wielding Mositima and the sword-dancing Xi Yu, who felt their visual effect was inferior, he pulled out the newly acquired angel with a source-energy remodeled natal anti-materiel gun.

She is also the only one who can make a move.

Holding lightly, she embraced an unconscious adult male with her left arm, not having time to check Aomo's condition, Shi Huaiya then approached Ling, who remained in a crouched posture in place.

"All right?" she asked.

Ling shook her head: "A bit chaotic; in my dream I'm still guiding him, what about Texas and Lapland?"

"Still searching; by rights the unconscious guy should be in that area..."

Her tiger ears twitched slightly to adjust the headset's position; having realized the opponent wasn't as easy to deal with as an ordinary criminal, she furrowed her brows, turned her head, and shouted toward the distant Yuan Ban Lin:

"Miss Yuan Ban Lin! Have the branch personnel made contact?"

"Contact made! The emergency evacuation mechanism has indeed been activated! The inventory check shows no shortages!"

"No shortages...?" Shi Huaiya pondered briefly, then asked her, "Then let's first dispatch reinforcements; it's necessary to send additional players to synchronize with Lin Dun's dream."

"Dreams...? Then I'll send an application to the Celestial Science Department; they have many usable... spirit members." She originally wanted to say "servants," but her work experience prompted her to change the wording in time.

"Can we make the emergency application in time? We're rushing!"

"Yes! The spirit transfer device runs in parallel with the network, and... moreover, members have already approved it! How fast—I never expected it to be this... uh?"

"What's wrong?"

"I thought it was a confident Caster-class, how could it be a Berserker...?"