Chapter 1223: with translation of chapter title

NO. 127: By now, nothing matters anymore.

【Dekesas: Aomo, are you there?】

【Yuehuanshe: I'm

Also saw many unread messages and missed calls】

【Dekesas: ……The situation is really bad, Qian is throwing a tantrum】

【Yuehuanshe: Hmm… Before that, I have something to say, which might make her temper worse, so don't rush to tell her,】

【Dekesas: Eh?】

【Yuehuanshe: I previously met Ms. Holheiya

She drank too much, I, Ma, finished, just sent her to Terexia's place】

——

Regardless, although he had not promised confidentiality, what the other party described was so heavy and complex that he should indeed keep it all to himself.

It would be better to also bury this drunken confession.

Aomo had acted on this basis, trying to straighten things out, but when that lady's long tail clung to his body like a magnet to metal, smooth and silky, his dilemma changed.

In a sense, this might be good news.

After all, after this incident, probably no one would care what Ms. Holheiya said to him—with Terexia's help, after sending Ms. Holheiya to the lounge for ten minutes, Aomo could only console himself like this.

Why console himself?

That certainly wasn't because he abided by moral standards and told Qielienina about this.

Not to mention that Qielienina had, as he requested, temporarily not added fuel to the fire with Qian; even if she really did, Xinqian Qian wouldn't want to blow this up for everyone to know.

But he had to admit that, despite considering himself careful, he still made a very low-level stupid mistake.

How low-level and stupid is this mistake?

The low-level stupidity was that, when he clearly considered things beforehand, he thought, 'If the Kazdair Military Committee people saw this, they could probably post it to the Rod Island forum'—this is the development of the Internet.

But he overlooked the security personnel at the entrance to the Demon Realm area and the ride-hailing driver he temporarily contacted.

They, did not keep confidentiality!

Indeed, this is not some confidential case, and the other party indeed had no obligation to keep it secret.

But when they chatted about it online as gossip, even displaying blurred-face photos and video screenshots—the Internet's development was thus once again exerted.

At first it was only spreading in the security personnel's group and the drivers' chatting group, spreading and spreading until it reached a webpage.

Entertainment-type things spread this fast; with the efforts of avid-sharing netizens, even before it gained much heat or appeared on any major forum, this news had already been noticed by the staff of the Military Committee.

The Military Committee is indeed a military organization, and it naturally has a department dedicated to setting up and monitoring information dynamics of the Demon Realm area and Yachen; moreover, those photos and video screenshots happened to be only face-blurred……

Hot knowledge: Aomo's casual suit sent by Biquete, slim-fit, still quite noticeable, especially the tie part.

Hotter knowledge: Holheiya's exoskeleton and robe are even more distinctive, striking enough that seeing them once is hard to forget, let alone the close-up of her leg-wrapping large tail.

Indeed, if only the intelligence personnel of that department had noticed, this would actually be good news, since this post has few big mouths; instead they would report to superiors, and if necessary, even help handle it.

But regrettably, the Military Committee is such a huge base, such a huge organization, with tens of thousands of members, and they usually surf the net when idle.

Either they pay attention to other Rod Island branches, or to headquarters news, or finally they browse local websites to see some genuinely relevant local development trends.

This is pretty tragic.

What's more regrettable is that the news spread simultaneously from both sides.

On the Demon Realm side, there is a driver circle spreading and disseminating.

And on the Yachen side, there are security personnel chatting and spreading.

And Ailisuzhi, Meipu Bourbon, Xinqian Qian, Qielienina. Dekesas, everyone more or less with a vacation mindset, will frequently search online for Yachen-related entertainment info to decide on travel destinations and routes.

Now it's really tragic!

Thus, when he thought he had covered this up, feeling somewhat tired but also somewhat relieved, he opened the file provided by Holheiya, only to see Qian calling again; before he could answer, he noticed his coworkers' gazes subtly shifting—and at that moment he saw a silver-haired red cockroach welcoming the wind, a Benz, his robes billowing in the airflow making him resemble a burly woman.

This 'burly' woman sped over, abruptly stopping in front of him with a loud haha laugh, making Aomo inevitably wonder if she had been bewitched by some passing demon, but when she opened her mouth she said, 'What were you and that fat snake up to this afternoon? You've even been caught on camera online, hahahaha.'

「……」

Silence.

Only silence.

Silence is today's Kazdair Military Committee A3 lab.

Aomo momentarily didn't know whether Ms. Weishdeir would attack everyone equally, or was expressing a 'rush to the scene to mock' kind of toxic-friend interaction.

But thanks to her exceptionally tasteless laugh's 'blessing', Aomo's brain quickly rebooted from a crash, instantly understanding everything.

Whether it was the people at the exact stage in this lab, seen from afar with a look of wanting to speak but stopping, or the fact that right now, music was playing in front of him, and Qian's incoming call had already played half of its ringtone……

He connected to all of them.

And then, forty-six minutes later, came the original scene.

He received condolences from all sides, preliminarily counted as seventeen visits; even many colleagues and Sakaz soldiers whom he had only met once came to express varying degrees of pity, praise, envy, condemnation, etc.

This made Aomo respond one by one, embarrassed yet polite, while in his heart he was full of impolite cursing.

He finally sat on the bench in the lab's corner, not turning into white ash, but finally freeing up space to continue pondering the Yachen case files.

Then came the latest visitor:

"Good afternoon, Aomo."

Regardless, even if he took off his hood, he wouldn't swap that uniform—the god-required hooded person, Rhodes Island's doctor, walked up beside Aomo and also glanced at the light screen hanging to the side.

Above, the boring truth of the tail-entanglement incident was written in concise Bardic language, and specially made into Hung English and Yan language versions as well.

It's clear the writer has been annoyed by people of those three language types.

And the person who lifted their head, the writer, indeed wore an undisguised look of annoyance: 'You just came? So uncaring of staff?'

"Precisely because I care, I came at this time; you should understand it that way, right? May I sit beside you?"

Please. Aomo lowered head and continued to poke the screen.

I won't ask what happened between you and Huoerhaiya, though I can roughly guess from what Telefu said, uh, you know Telefu, right?

He was the fifth to come talk to me, and unexpectedly he asked if I had agreed to Ms. Huoerhaiya.

Ms.?

How come, that's not appropriate age-wise?

But I heard you address Telexiya as Miss.

Isn't Sakazi able to live an exceptionally long life? Compared to that… Aomo fell silent for a moment. 'I initially didn't even think her lifespan would also be restored; perhaps it really is time to change the form of address.'

You didn't agree to her?

This topic seems to have jumped rather suddenly.

Not sudden; I just think that since you agreed to her, your relationship ought not to be so estranged.

You still manage the interpersonal relations of your staff?

I heard you also manage the interpersonal relations of your subordinate horse girls.

Who said that!

Telexisi.

Huh? That guy looks so serious, yet he's digging for this kind of information about me behind my back?

This isn't conflicting either; Telexisi also has entertainment hobbies.

What do you mean? My info is about entertainment hobbies?

You can't understand it like that, can you? Luoxia felt somewhat helpless; they felt that compared to usual, the current Aomo could be said to be a bit nervous, but I also understand. The doctor from Rhodes Island has also more than once gotten into gossip over opposite-sex relationships at their own company.

Just that guy doesn't have many friends; people with few friends tend to seem...

Heavy? Aomo interface.

Are you a Baide person or a Jidong person…? The doctor was speechless. 'Saying "heavy" isn't anything; "heavy" shows loyalty to feelings.'

6, this loyalty claim is really weird, it's frightening.

Would one really be frightened?

Why don't you try experiencing it?

Then let's just forget it.

……

……

After a brief silence, the two watched the people coming and going in the distance, and Aomo spoke again:

Why are we talking about this topic? You don't have work to do?

In the parameter design phase, I indeed don't need to take the stage; I originally wanted to watch you and Telexisi's monster card suitability enhancement segment.

Without that segment, that person puts on a sour face and says they have something to do today, so they won't practice, letting me rest.

Finally, Aomo fell silent for a second, then turned to look at the doctor: 'Does he really have something to do?'

I think this counts as a kind of concern. The doctor believed it necessary to point this out, after all he and Telexisi are old friends, so he naturally knows not everyone can properly understand Telexisi's goodwill.

But this side isn't very well-meaning.

I think him coming over to practice with me and then getting beaten up by me is a better kind of concern.