Chapter 1191: NO.95: A Strained Dialogue

NO. 95: A Strained Dialogue

Although the debut battle and the Dream Cup-like December events are still far off, Aomo indeed needs to register the girls for the Asahi Cup and Dream Cup preliminaries, or rather, the registration forms for the prelude battle.

Preparing a month in advance, this time cannot be called early; it's even somewhat late, after all, the preparation for each match involves weaving together all segments, and many trainers and horse girls prepare two months ahead.

And the reason Aomo is cutting it so fine isn't that he wants to delay, but rather that Zhouri Ningjing had already guaranteed to handle it early on.

Considering this person works at the association as an old ass, despite their young appearance they've already picked up quite a few bureaucratic habits, Aomo is willing, for the sake of the dregs, to believe in her workplace ability.

And then, and then he waited until now.

Yes.

Only now did that person send over the finalized registration form with the numbers, and she adopted an arrogant, urging attitude to get him to fill it out quickly, making Aomo want to kick her butt.

But for now, let's finish filling out the form first.

"Aomo, isn't it still school time?"

"You mean mealtime, right?"

Speechlessly raising his head to look at the badger standing not far from the bench, gazing at Saichang, Aomo again lowered his head and checked the boxes.

"Don't say it so directly."

"What's there to hide? You're looking, huh… Suzi! Want to rest?"

"What, mealtime isn't that fast, is it?"

"Look."

Turning his head to look at the badger slowly sitting to the side, Aomo shook his head, then raised his hand again to poke at the air.

"Finished the patrol?"

"Yeah, it's been rather unsuccessful, because lots of people on the road greeted me."

"Just responding with a simple gesture would be fine, you're not Ten Jia." Aomo said, swiping away the newly popped-up message window.

"Ace Bro went to the beta training field or something, so there's no need to constantly report to myself, right? Others deliberately choose times when few people are around, you guys should know to keep client secrets……"

The boss, who was spouting such cold remarks, saw another message window pop up.

Top four Chinese characters: Gui Yuan Zhi Tang.

Below is the mention directed at myself.

【Kan Long: @Lin Dun, you stirred up trouble? Lu Zha Si has someone investigating you】

Lu Zha Si…… This is a strange name that feels familiar, and Aomo subconsciously tapped the crystal element search, which actually turned out to be the source from the Ultraman stage play.

Subtle.

【Lin Dun: Lu Zha Si? That group of aliens?】

An entity defeated by the Ultramen, established for revenge, belonging to the Tarija and Dekai version.

Although he had already seen Carmira's card, which after all was held by the interuniversal Beast King, conversely this organization's name appearing in reality still feels somewhat unreal.

Quite doubtful it's a name inheritance.

Although Aomo also isn't clear what profound meaning there is to inherit in the name of this losing-dog organization, but after the organization came over, aside from regular channels like Rhodes Island and Grey Raven Agency, only the Edge Runner Agency's chosen children have this luck.

How? How can there still be so many lucky ones in this world?

And why didn't they bring me!!

【Kan Long: Hmm, since you know, then I won't say either】

【Lin Dun: No, I know because I watched the Ultraman stage play】

【Kan Long:?

Stage play? Talking about this?】

【Weird Ke Badger: Not strange either, there are countless aliens, the transmigrants over at the Ultraman camp can take up most, you see that guy back then was also like that?】

【Moriarty: What alien organization? Explain in detail】

【Weird Ke Badger: Yo, old master also online? I heard your side isn't busy, huh?】

【Moriarty: Let the younger strategists handle the troublesome stuff, can't be bothering the elderly】

【Kan Long: Lin Dun's mercenary intel network might know more than I do, and I have no dealings with them, we're just both wanted criminals】

【Magic Dragon: I've always thought the most bizarre thing about this group is being able to nonchalantly introduce ourselves as wanted criminals】

【Strange Person: Really that bizarre?】

【Kan Long: Basically it's a mixed bunch of dragons and snakes, besides liking to cause trouble for the Ultramen, they also always like to take on all sorts of odd jobs】

【Strange Person: For example?】

【Magic Dragon: Both wanted criminals and aliens, haven't killed many, right?】

【Kan Long: Roughly

? How is Hong Luo Er also investigating you?】

【Lin Dun: Hong Luo Er again?】

【Kan Long: Illegal mercenary gang, their vice leader is mentioning your name to that information broker, I'm listening at the neutral bar】

【Lin Dun: Wow, when can you recommend the neutral bar?】

【Kan Long: Is your attention here?】

Well, then what otherwise?

It's normal for mercenary groups to investigate oneself; last week the mercenary station's forum was all asking who Lin Dun's agency belonged to, but the illegal mercenary group investigating this probably isn't just to ask if I sell hacks.

At this critical juncture, this point in time……

This damn matter really can involve so many organizations?

Aomo staring at the light screen had somewhat the air of an old person with a subway phone, making the badger beside him peek curiously: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Work-related intel came too fast and too easy, making me start to think this might indeed require Chairman Thus we output: Thus we output: QiuChuan to hire more mercenaries."

Eh? That scary?

Though they are quite adapted here, they are only adapted to everyday life; the badger, lacking sufficient understanding of the gray and black domains, naturally feels nothing about it.

It's not that it's scary; rather, if the scale grows, there definitely won't be enough manpower.

Leaning back in the chair and raising his head, Aomo naturally lifted his hand and rubbed his nose bridge, then saw some shadows covering; looking again, it was Shen standing at the side.

Need manpower? Can't we just kill them quickly?

Perhaps the treatment is a cycle.

When a black-skinned boy, his clothes in disarray as if grabbed by more than one person, walked into view and asked with a calm face, Aomo fell silent like Miss Jun Chuan had just done, not knowing where to start complaining.

Although mercenaries do have permission to kill criminals, that permission only takes effect if many small conditions are met; you can't just kill so casually.

Rather than the topic of how many shotacon girls have pampered him, Aomo ultimately decided to start with the notion of taking action; even if this kid could pass the C-rank mercenary exam, he should still have some common sense.

As for why it's said to be 'some' rather than definitely 'some'...

All that can be said is that the worldview presented in the C-rank mercenary exam questions itself isn't very law-abiding.

Oh, I still have confidence I can handle it quickly.

Having a beast inside with the mobility of a word‑chewing monster, it's no surprise Shen has this confidence, but this comment only makes Aomo rub his nose bridge again: 'This isn't a test designed to let you speed‑break a set course.'

Anyway, don't rush; in an investigation involving multiple groups, acting rashly will only scare the snake, and information must be teased out bit by bit.

How exactly should we do it? He asked.

First share information with Xiao Lu, Sai Luo, and Ai Si, see if they can free up to investigate here; I also need to go back to the chairman's office to discuss the hassle of this investigation.

Will the work change? Shen asked.

No, everyone will still be guarding the campus; external searches and exploration are left to them, and we'll consider joining only when a total assault is needed.

Glancing at the still‑popping message box, besides Gui Yuan Zhi Tang there was also mixed in the Ailishuma work group, and he couldn't help sighing that the start of the month was truly busy, even more so to the point of feeling fragmented.

One second they were discussing writing an illegal mercenary gang, a wanted‑order organization; the next second they had to respond to a notice about the opening of a doujin exhibition booth, and they were looked forward to going to see it...

Take a look? You sure? Shu Zi Lao Shi?

I'll bring your roommate and the other horse girls to find you—you won't hide or run away, right?

I feel that, compared to not retreating, not yielding, not regretting, Shu Zi Lao Shi is more likely to strike a pose of a life with no regrets as he faces death.

Whether to go or not still depends on whether there'll be any interference tomorrow.

Even though it's a holiday, we still have to see whether those folks who stoke ghost fires and fan dark winds are willing to take the day off.