Chapter 911: Strange Shapes

After saying goodbye to Blogo, Hart, holding the remaining half bucket of fries, went along the familiar road to look for Freya.

After a period of adjustment, the ruins area is gradually being brought back under the control of the reclamation room, and Freya's scope of activities has slowly expanded to other departments.

More and more staff members know and accept Freya's existence. As a hard-working little helper, she has joined the tedious work process of the Order Bureau.

For this reason, Hart can often see Freya in the reclamation room. Sometimes she helps sweep the floor, sometimes conveys documents, or provides data analysis for others. After all, in theory, she has a huge computing unit that can easily crush the human brain.

"Where is Freya?"

Hart looked around. He could say hello to Freya five or six times along the way before, but this time there was no sign of her at all. Even if Freya and others were asleep, there should be a few on duty.

During the search, Hart saw Freya in the Pillar Court. It was already the second half of the night, and the Pillar Court was still busy. A group of staff gathered together, looking lively.

Hart saw Freya in the crowd. He was about to say hello when someone suddenly pulled Hart. Hart lowered his head. It was another Freya who came over silently. She looked at him seriously and made a shushing gesture.

"Come on!"

Freya said as she pulled Hart behind a column. She looked sneaky, as if she had just stolen something from the sublimation furnace core.

"What's wrong?"

Hart lowered his head obediently, but with his big body, he was hiding a little.

"A group of guests came." Freya said.

"Strange guests."

Another Freya appeared behind Hart, which scared Hart.

"Very, very strange guests."

The third Freya appeared. She pulled Hart out of the crowd and looked at it.

As the staff walked and the angle changed, Hart also saw the group of people in the middle of the crowd. They looked like nobles walking out of an ancient oil painting, wearing exquisite and gorgeous dresses, with gold threads interspersed on the slim fabric, exuding the faint glow of ether.

The guests were surrounded by a mysterious and noble atmosphere, and their pupils were a little scattered, as if they could not focus, and as if they did not take anyone seriously.

Hart had only felt similar eyes on Blogo, and the reason why Blogo was like this was just because he was a little nearsighted.

"Who are they?"

Before Hart could ask the question, he saw the words drawn on the backs of these guests' clothes. They were lines drawn with gold threads, which were entangled together to form a rotating vortex, and they looked like a mess of threads.

"The group of secrets?"

Hart recognized the power represented by this mess of threads, and he could not have imagined that they appeared in front of him just after he talked to Blogo about them.

Then Hart realized that the visit of the Secret Group should be related to the recent big move of the Order Bureau.

"Don't you like these people?" Hart asked.

The three Freyas nodded together.

As the only people in the world with human appearance in the eyes of the Freyas, the Freyas trust Hart very much and often share with Hart some of the world in their eyes, such as they call Levius a wolf covered with bandages, Jeffrey is a fat dog wearing sunglasses, and Deputy Director Nathanil is a drunk bear...

Freyas like to hide in the corner and spy on the staff, and point fingers and comment on them. Hart doesn't know whether this is a coincidence or the ability of Freyas to accidentally hit it. Her evaluation often just interprets the personality of the target.

"What are they like in your eyes?" Hart asked in a low voice.

"It has a human form, but it is not human, with very white skin and no hair."

"It is wearing very gorgeous clothes and gold and silver jewelry."

"It has a long neck, a high head, and a pure white mask."

The three Freyas complemented each other, and soon a strange image emerged in Hart's eyes, and then the Freyas said again.

"One of them is not so disturbing."

"She is still very beautiful."

"She looks like a good person."

Hart followed the direction of the Freyas' fingers and saw the appearance of the leader before the guests.

It was a very young woman with beautiful features. She seemed ordinary, but she was also handsome. The clothes that fit her skin carved out the curves of her figure, and her short brown-red hair slightly covered her earlobes.

Hart looked at her for a few times and guessed that she should be the person in charge of the Secret Group's trip, and she should have a very high status within the Secret Group.

"What does she look like in your eyes?" Hart asked.

"Swan."

"A swan with lush wings."

"It looks beautiful, pure, and noble."

Hart nodded gently. In his cognition, he temporarily classified the woman as a good person, and the others behind her were marked as suspicious and dangerous by him.

"Do you know anything about them?" Hart asked.

Furlia looked at each other, shook her head, and said in unison, "I can't tell you."

Hart sighed. Even if he had a good relationship with Freya, her underlying logic was still limited by the decision-making room and would strictly respect the regulations of the Order Bureau.

In other words, with Hart's authority, he had no right to know the relevant information about the visit of the Secret Group.

"Well... we are good friends, right?" Hart nudged Freya's shoulder and winked at her.

"You come again?" Freya recognized what Hart was going to do at a glance, "No, no, absolutely not this time."

Hart narrowed his eyes, "Do you want anything? I'll bring it back to you next time I go out."

"You are bribing me! According to the regulations of the Order Bureau..."

"Stop, how can gifts between friends be called bribery?"

Hart persuaded, "Since we are friends, it's okay to tell each other little secrets, right?"

The three Freyas looked at you, then at her, and then they discussed in a low voice, thinking about whether to obey Hart's wishes.

Hart ate French fries leisurely. This was not the first time Hart had done something similar. At first, he felt a little guilty and felt that he was deceiving a child, although the child's mental growth rate was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

But gradually, Hart became more proficient, and he even found an excuse for himself.

"I'm testing whether there are loopholes in Freya's logic, so as to prevent the enemy from infiltrating through it."

Hart has already thought of the relevant words, but before being completely discovered, he does not intend to submit this series of loopholes to the decision-making room for the time being.

The Freyas finished their discussion, and the three Freyas looked at Hart seriously and put forward their own requirements.

"We want the things tomorrow."

"Double the quantity."

"That's it."

Hart nodded repeatedly, indicating that it was completely possible.

Seeing Hart's promise, Freya in the middle came out and whispered in Hart's ear.

"They are here to discuss whether to fulfill the contract."

"What contract?"

Facing Hart's question this time, Freya shook her head firmly and seriously, refusing to reveal more information to Hart.

Seeing their tough appearance, Hart was no longer obsessed with it. He understood that if he continued to ask, it would really violate the regulations.

After a period of testing, Hart learned that Freya would slightly violate the regulations for Hart to a certain extent, but once it touched the important part, they would be extremely tough.

This is not only to comply with the regulations, but also to protect Hart.

Hart muttered in a low voice, "Okay, okay, I don't know what will happen next."

"So... what about the goods this time?"

After the episode ended, Freya and the others remembered the purpose of their visit to Hart this time.

"I brought it, I brought it."

Hart held the bucket in one hand, and sneaked into his pajamas with the other hand, and then quietly took out a stack of videotapes.

"Here, I brought you all the new movies you wanted."

Freya took the videotape and carefully stuffed it under her clothes. The other two Freyas covered her and covered the bulge in her clothes.

"Thank you! See you next time!"

Freya was moving the videotape like a thief.

She is the embodiment of virtual intelligence and a tool with a huge amount of computing power. For Freya, just processing the tasks assigned by the decision-making room every day has occupied a lot of her computing power, so each of her computing units is extremely important.

But Freya has a personality after all, not a cold machine. In addition to her daily work, Freya likes to watch some movies to kill time, but she can't leave the reclamation room, so she can only ask Hart for help.

Watching movies doesn't take up many computing units, but when she thinks of using such precious computing power in such a place, Freya sometimes feels a little guilty and feels that she is wasting time.

However, this guilt lasts for a few seconds at most.

Over time, Hart has an extra job like this.

Hart yawned. He felt that Freya could watch movies openly. No matter how serious the Order Bureau is, there are still some employee entertainment... Maybe Freya just likes this feeling of being a thief?

He was too lazy to think about it. Now Hart just wanted to go back to sleep.

"Wait a minute, Hart." Suddenly, Freya turned her head and shouted.

"What's wrong now?"

"You said that your true form is a hairy beast..." Freya thought for a moment, "So, you are now covered in fur and wearing pajamas?"

Seeing that she couldn't help laughing, Hart walked away without looking back.