Chapter 100

On the way after training ended, Aomo actually asked Chazuo several questions about spirit summoning, even revealing his own race to reduce suspicion.

But this kid seemingly hadn't thought that much at all; hearing Aomo's interest, he unexpectedly became enthusiastic and said quite a lot, even shortening the pauses in his speech.

Aomo noted those spirit manifestation rituals derived from the Advent System Specialty, cross-checking them against the basics he'd learned at school, yet he didn't mention the spirit beside the other party.

But that spirit clearly possessed a fairly complete self-awareness, and even seemed to have considerable intelligence.

It appeared as soon as Aomo asked his question; in the several questions Aomo later posed to Chazuo, it seemed to sense Aomo's intent and unilaterally arranged via gestures to meet later.

It seemed that it could even freely detach from its host; Aomo's evaluation of it rose a notch, at least reaching the level of a high-grade spirit.

With complete consciousness, able to remain undetected by its host—given a spirit-medium host studying spirit summoning, this soul's rank is evidently quite high.

Aomo also recalled a line from a book recommended by his foster father: 'Those who do not know fear cannot perceive the danger of the Shen yuan,' which is no different from the East Yan saying 'A newborn calf fears no tiger,' and it also fits the situation where, when Aomo communicated with the ghost, Suzi and Chazuo noticed nothing.

But when bringing this up, the one who should be most special is actually Aomo himself.

An alternative spirit-medium physique that easily attracts transmigrated souls, after undergoing the monster incarnation's unlocking of seals and awakening of bloodline, even his spiritual resilience reached an astonishing b grade, previously it was only a d grade, after all he hasn't done much spirit training.

What does b grade mean? It can be matched to the latest version of spirit-specialized protective crystal cores; this is the degree to which one can withstand a full set of source-energy spirit-system psychic assault spells without one's consciousness scattering.

This is an astonishing growth far surpassing mere physical enhancement.

Even because spiritual resilience is inevitably linked to spiritual strength, although one cannot directly improve quality, the resilience will subtly affect strength.

The soul will also thereby be refined.

However, this is also a gradual process; for Aomo now, life hasn't changed much, and his field of vision won't suddenly fill with a bunch of wandering souls.

After all, Terra's law applies to souls; ordinary souls either choose to dive into the chaotic network surf or seek a long-term home, and can even attach to objects to act as a 'plug', while the spirit directly attached to a person behind Manchester City Chazuo is usually a very close relative or friend type.

Otherwise, they would have been arrested long ago; there are prisons specifically prepared for souls, and the varieties are quite complete.

Based on these reasons, over the past few days Aomo has only seen ghosts on Manchester City Chazuo, and the only change in himself is in his spiritual protection.

To put it another way, it's like turning a dirt wall built from outdated crystal cores into a wall of γ-gadolinium alloy.

This otherworldly alloy possesses considerable strength, adhesiveness, and corrosion resistance, and was rated in magazines as the top modern alloy No. 6.

Of the five preceding types, four are otherworldly gadgets; for an alloy produced in this world to rank second is already something to boast about.

But that's getting off track.

At this moment, Aomo is sitting on the bus playing with the terminal.

【I've snagged a new monster Super Dream, little snake, wanna take a look?】

【What type?】

【Hehehe, 《Heaven Gate Riot. First-Person View Against Haipar Air King》】

【……, you're just killing time with me, right?】

Speechlessly shifting his gaze away from the light screen, Aomo, who had experienced a first-person beating, naturally had no enthusiasm for this condescending view of defeating underlings; Kailifu was obviously just messing around for fun.

Fine then; feeling tossed around a lot these days, I've become rather laid-back, even able to add a few friendly emojis to the earlier chat log.

The battle-worn rookie trainer, Aomo Lindun, pulled up the electronic training materials he needed to continue studying and reciting, and kept waiting for the station announcement.

It is currently noon.

After correcting Ailisuzhi's running posture in the morning, Aomo obviously had no intention of seizing the moment to occupy her rest or research time for further training.

Instead, holding the ideas of 'saving on lunch expenses' and 'letting everyone get acquainted first', he invited Bourbon out to have a meal together with Chazuo and Suzi in the cafeteria.

He even called upon Yuzhao Shizi.

Although this kid also has a few friends, those friends all have the precondition of being trainers and teammates, so she ends up alone.

Moreover, yesterday she established a 'preliminary' friendship with Bourbon where they could address each other by name, and said she would assist with training; Aomo cared about this and invited her over.

Suzi's gaze was thoughtful but she had no objection, and Chazuo's temperament has always been gentle with no complaints.

As for the cyborg horse, who is slow in social relations and single-mindedly focused on training, she has always been indifferent.

The occasional meal-and-chat atmosphere is passable.

Aomo also casually discussed the training arrangements for after school this afternoon, and meanwhile glanced at the spirit that had reappeared behind Chazuo.

It is good at seizing the moment; after Aomo finished speaking, when the few horse girls' casual chat opened up, it appeared in the half-space behind Chazuo, though still merely like a vague mist.

It no longer made gestures, but directly controlled the nearby mist to draw an East Yan character indicating time and place, dissipating in Aomo's unnoticeable nod, prompting Ailisuzhi to turn her head in confusion.

She sensed a sudden gust of yin wind, but turning around she found nothing.

Only Aomo remembered the saying that at eight p. m., classroom 205 on the second floor of the junior high teaching building.

After that, Aomo said goodbye to the three and left school, boarding the Telesen Station bus with hardly any passengers.

Someone who couldn't stay idle opened the light screen, and thus there was a scene of chatting with Kailifu.

The conversation wasn't going smoothly, so they turned to glance at the scenery outside the window, then turned back to look at the somewhat empty carriage.

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In Telesen, the horse girls who work-study mostly prefer to run short or medium distances themselves, and employees more or less also have their own vehicles, after all the treatment of central employees is genuinely high.

Among them, trainers are even a high-paying class; especially when participating in heavy-reward races, even if they don't get a share of the race prize money, the school will still issue bonuses.

However, no matter how high the salary, it doesn't hinder the Moonlight Clan's 'going their own way'.

So there are still two fellow commuter trainers on the bus Aomo is on, and even after leaving school they forget to take off their trainer badges, giving off a veteran vibe.

Compared to them, Aomo is like a young salesperson; consequently, when those two boarded the bus and glanced at him, they chose a relatively far seat, as if getting close would invite trouble.

Aomo felt a bit speechless, but also enjoyed the leisure, and didn't initiate conversation.

Even while gazing at those rows of empty seats, he greatly enjoyed this hard-won tranquility.

If it were tourist season, Telesen would indeed welcome many out-of-town visitors.

In a week's time, once the Jidong derby in a few days produces a champion, a large crowd of admirers will come.

Moreover, it just so happens to be summer vacation, and the institute will indeed periodically open for visits.

And compared to those reporters who arrive even earlier than the tourists, they will crowd the school gates on the day the match ends, carrying long guns and short cannons that haven't changed much regardless of era.

This situation will obviously last several days, and there will also be some immoral gossip reporters engaging in a battle of wits and courage with the security guards of Central Telesen.

By that time one should also pay attention… He thought it was quite clear that there was also so‑called newsworthy material about Aomo on himself, hearing the announcement for the platform he was waiting at, he picked up his briefcase, stood up, got off the vehicle, and after walking a stretch arrived at the front gate of Limen Middle School.

He came to collect his graduation certificate.