Chapter 1111

Central Tressen, activity room.

Opposite the test bench, on one side of the miscellaneous room used to receive guests, it remained tranquil.

The terminal's operation relies on a mid-air projection, simulating a light screen with a slight tactile feel.

Actual operation produces no collision sound.

Thus, at that moment only the crisp sound of some people tapping their phone screens and the rustling of turning pages could be heard.

It came both from the physical book in Chazuo's hands and from the picture book in Mi Yu's hands.

Although they were high schoolers, it was unexpected that they still read picture books, but in the world of Horse Girl, Trainer Lin Dun always displayed the composure of sharing information like Zi Lai Ya, and it was no surprise.

It could even directly reveal that the other person's favorite picture book was titled 'Happy Blue Rose'.

That was a picture book anthropomorphizing blue roses, bringing happiness to others all along, though its sales were not high and it had gone out of print as early as four years prior.

Although out of print, it was still possible to buy and find.

The Federation's network is excessively developed, and the convenience it brings is astonishing.

The internet normally has no memory.

But when needed, memories are everywhere.

This has both good and bad aspects; the most obvious downside is how quickly Mi Yu's nickname 'Black Assassin' spread and how deep its influence reached, to the point that even now viewers can easily shout it out.

But when she steps onto the Saichang again, she will surely still be called that villainous-sounding name.

This at the same time became the reason she has not participated in any matches recently.

Even with an exceedingly kind and straightforward older brother by her side, even as that brother continually works to improve her reputation and constantly encourages her, Mi Yu's mental state remains unimproved.

It is even gradually worsening.

After all, online comments don't care about your mental state.

Seeing that you have had no match scheduled for so long only refreshes the discussion with even more variety.

Warm concern and expectation are wrapped in the more common joking memes, idle chatter, and malicious slander; if you don't dig deeper, you can't see them.

That is, as a Horse Girl who once competed in the Chrysanthemum Prize and even won it, she undoubtedly has fans.

That fan count is certainly not low, but placed within the whole Horse Girl enthusiast circle, it is merely a stone that can raise only a small ripple.

Those people will naturally speak up for her, even getting her involved in online keyboard battles.

But that couldn't make this socially withdrawn, insecure girl feel happy or relaxed.

Instead, she would only blame herself more.

After all, let's not even talk about who wins or loses in this war of words.

This kind of battle, which easily sidelines the mother or casts her into the grave, is inherently ugly.

Participants may indeed gain satisfaction from victory, but to outsiders it often looks like both sides are just plain idiots.

Mi Yu obviously isn't such an 'excessive' outsider; she merely feels sad about it.

Moreover, she feels sad when fans who try to speak for her are viewed that way by others.

And these sorrows will eventually become a burden weighing on her back, and will also ultimately become the reason that enables the temporary trainer—just as gentle and considerate as she, always unwilling to trouble others—to bring her here.

"I understand the reasoning, but why did you summon Sai Luo?"

"Why do you look at me with such disdain? Didn't Old Man Ai Si also come?"

"I shouldn't be considered an old man yet, right? Ace."

"Right? I think Ai Si is just a middle‑aged uncle."

"... a middle‑aged uncle..."

"Um, I actually asked for help from Sai Luo‑san and Ai Si‑uncle? Thinking that Aomo‑san has been busy these past few days, I figured it's best not to trouble you."

"But as expected, you understand a little girl's thoughts better~ Jie De, you didn't even try to solve it yourself, did you? Though I thought the little sister Ace could have settled it."

"She can't; she's too slow in this area, like a guy."

"Hey! Who's like a man!? Are you retaliating against me for saying you're like an old man, Ai Si!"

"That's to say, Ace bro, who'd dare say you're like a man? Aomo thought so, but didn't say it out loud."

"Just hearing that person reach middle age, it sounded like the ACE group, unusually fiery in dealing with their rebellious daughter, was arguing."

"Here there is no direct dialogue, only a communion of minds."

"This telepathic ability is a relatively common superpower among the Oltan cosmos people, and Aomo can experience it through the cards of the Mefiras aliens and the Hei'an Trega."

"This doesn't mean it can only be used as a skill bound to the cards, after all, frankly speaking, a card is merely a tool, a precision tool etched with countless pieces of information."

"Just like the battle skills bound to weapons in the Souls series games."

"Once you can decipher some of the information contained in that tool—or, in other words, the construction principles of certain abilities—"

"and you happen to possess the energy that can bring those constructs into form……"

"you can then copy those battle skills that are originally bound to weapons!"

"Strictly speaking, Aomo has been doing this from the very start."

"At first he only held the Beta System, and having no power of his own to release, his use of monster cards was not a crude matter of simply unleashing the power inside the cards and mixing it together."

"Rather, it was carried out by disassembling and reconstructing via the Spetium‑133 atom."

"This is a fusion based on simulation, which makes Aomo's own cards more effective as a harmonic balancer while also keeping the essential energy of all his forms as Spetium."

"The thunderbolt of Thunderbolt Killer is Spetium, the grasping beam of the Mefiras aliens is also Spetium, and even the Hei'an Za Perelio beam unleashed by Hei'an Trega——"

"——its energy component is also Spetium!!"

"This does not prevent it from manifesting the appearance, output, and nature of the Hei'an Za Perelio beam."

"This is the Spetium‑133 atom."

"The superheavy element that best suits the human physique, with perfect malleability, can both form the body and serve as an energy source."

It's just like how Faction's cells can substitute any organ's cellular functions; it can give you an appearance like Hei'an Zai Peili Ao, power like Hei'an Zai Peili Ao, and nature like Hei'an Zai Peili Ao's Spacium Ray.

At this point, if you say it's the Spacium Ray, even Carmilla herself would come and kick you twice.

While kicking, they shout a chant that sounds like "Wa da xi nuo tuo li ga".

Of course, although it's not very likely that Carmilla herself would appear, the fact that a certain horse girl possesses a Carmilla card means this scene could still happen, though the content of the shout would differ.

It's like some sort of "Wa answer Xi nuo dragging na whatever"…

This possibility is simply too creepy; it's a platform that even Aomo, with his everyday thoughts running wild, wouldn't go to.

Getting back to the point, Aomo has been using Spacium to construct fusion beasts from the very beginning, so he actually knows the monsters' bodily structures quite well; it's just that shaping the monster cards' forms is less about giving you complete mastery and more like a mind‑numbing infusion of knowledge.

You know how to use it, and you also know the rough outline.

But if asked about the detailed principles of each part's organs, you'd need to carefully recall and process that knowledge before you could answer.

This is constructing fusion beasts, and the skill of digging is clearly the domain of source‑energy knowledge.

Although Aomo's cultivation talent is merely average, his learning ability has always been unquestionable.

Theoretical knowledge has always been rich and solid; the only difficulty is practice.

But provided that theoretical knowledge is sufficiently rich and solid, even average talent won't hinder gaining something from repeated practice.

Demons can indeed be a kind of horse girl.

Aomo's performance in this field can be said to be on par with Bourbon's; it's not that he lacks talent, only that his talent is limited.

But having even a little talent is enough.

As long as one isn't completely talentless, there is hope of making up for the talent deficit through effort.

This isn't to say that effort is useless for the talentless—you ultimately have to measure yourself against whom you're comparing.

If everyone around you is a top‑tier horse girl with outstanding talent,

If everyone around you is a natural-born Ultraman, or someone who has switched jobs to become an O50 Superman with the qualification of a Light Warrior,

If you want to walk alongside those who never lack talent and are already on the path of a cheat‑filled life, you too will need to cheat a bit.

This isn't a question of whether effort can overcome everything; it's that everyone else has both talent and effort, so how can you keep up with only effort and no talent?

Do you think you can out‑effort them?

I don't want to be too rude, but please prepare a mental and time house. jpg for such people.

First set the time to 30:1; that way you can indeed work harder than them, otherwise there really is no room to compete.

But to reach that point would be somewhat putting the cart before the horse.

Aomo does not consider himself the male lead of some endless beast-fighting, action-packed novel.

He can also appreciate the satisfaction of getting stronger, but he doesn't feel the need to go to such lengths for it, after all, combat is not the entirety of life right now.

Just as he has never thought that running is all there is to being a horse girl.

After retirement, there will eventually be opportunities to choose other lives; before graduation, one can cultivate interests beyond running; horse girls are also girls, and the horse girls of Trésen are also middle schoolers, high schoolers, and college students.

Everyone's life is not solely bound to the horse spirit; they should also have entertainment and socializing beyond running, and the joys, anger, sorrow, and pleasure that those bring.

Among the senior trainers at the central, few share his views, and they even mock his ideas as being too amateurish, lacking any sense of urgency for the Saichang.

But Aomo has observed their training plenty; he only feels that that bunch's training schedule isn't urgent at all, the schedule isn't as good as what he himself plans, and the adjustments in intensity and variety aren't as rich as his own.

Looking again at the recent performance of the trainees...

Although some seniors are arrogant, Aomo still temporarily gives them face.

Wait until later, when the girls under him stand on a Saichang again, they'll collect principal and interest, issuing a debt note.

But the current problem is not with them; rather, whether it's Jiémèsī Shǐdūhuá or Chao Cang Lu, they likewise haven't thought about this aspect.

They are because the horse girls' emotional state hinders training, also hinders the schedule, so they want to solve this problem.

Rather than wanting to act in order to improve the girls' emotional state.

With this starting point, all of their actions are essentially a reverse engineering from the result of 'being able to go run'.

In a certain sense, Xiao Lu being able to sync so closely with Jiémèsī also counts as proof that the temporary trainer's self-adjustment of professional awareness is gradually entering a good state.

——Although he's only been in the profession for less than a month, his thinking is already very much like a trainer's.

This is quite rare; it can be considered a mindset that many senior trainers find hard to achieve.

In terms of talent for being a trainer, he may still be exceptionally gifted.

But in the current situation of a rice bath, this talent manifests only as wanting Aomo to give him a kick.