Chapter 1224: with translation of chapter title

NO. 128: Some self-awareness, but not much.

"Surely it would be more suitable, huh..."

Still sitting on the bench in the corner of the lab, he fanned out a monster card in his hand like spreading playing cards, Aomo muttered softly as he lifted his head, looking toward the distant man engaged in 'avoidance' combat.

He clearly noticed the gaze, yet he put on a very focused appearance as if conversing with the white-haired woman beside him, causing him to shake his head and withdraw his sight.

Although there was no segment of sparring with Tereshis, the monster card consulting work on Rhodes Island's side still had to continue.

At this moment, he was releasing, spreading, and stabilizing his perception—letting the cards in his hand, together with the distant Griliza card and the moving silhouettes in this space, all be reflected in his mind.

Such an application falls within the scope of middle-school origin energy knowledge.

Although for many college students and even adults, middle-school knowledge sits in an awkward stage, easily forgotten, but if this skill is overly practical to the point of being commonly used in daily life, then it is clearly another matter.

This psychic skill is exactly that; Aomo often uses it to lay the foundation of the 'perception field,' and after obtaining monster cards, the skill also gains a soothing effect.

Because he has established connections with all the cards in his hand, the emotions reflected within those cards will also harmonize with his inner self.

It is as if standing before a cracked mirror, each fragment contains a self.

However, such personal markers can be covered.

As long as you have higher compatibility with it, as long as you possess a will purer and stronger than the marker's pattern, or more bluntly put—you are a dragon, more dragon than me. jpg

Thus, the will reflected within the card will be covered, and the upper limit that can be reached might also be higher.

Yes.

Thanks to Chazuo's astonishing compatibility displayed, he noticed this difference while supervising her practice of power control, but at that time he did not pursue it further, since aside from Chazuo, the only person nearby who was suitable for contacting monster cards and had sufficient compatibility was Suzi.

Although Bourbon had excellent compatibility with the mechanical department's monster cards, it was merely excellent; this excellence, Aomo himself could also achieve, so she could not serve as a reference.

As for Suzi…

She indeed had twelve parts of testing enthusiasm, but Aomo refused to transform into Carmelra. jpg

Adding to his obvious busyness, that solitary case remained uncertain due to lack of more examples, until Aomo handed the card of the Aberrant Bahamut to Tereshis for testing.

It's quite clear now…

Grasping that which is the starting point for returning to the origin, in order to destroy the sky completely and engrave the power of rebirth, Aomo deeply knows that he can easily activate most monster cards due to his personality.

Being able to easily activate does not mean one can perfectly control.

Undoubtedly, monster cards are actually quite idealistic toys.

To drive it, one must invest corresponding emotions as fuel.

And if one wishes to go further, it is not merely emotions but also a desire surpassing emotions.

Gatanjeea's craving for Hei'an, Mefilas's pursuit of human intellect, Godzilla's venting of pain—these are not heights reachable by a single emotion alone.

Emotion is merely the entry, while the advanced standard lies in desire deeper within emotion.

The greater the desire, the greater the strength; this thorny path heading straight to extremes ends in a monster form indistinguishable from the card.

But frankly, he does not reject it.

Because he has many cards.

Monster cards are not all negative emotions; he also holds cards like the Water Dragon and Rainbow Snake, which are divine cards possessing both ferocity and gentleness.

Even the Aberrant Bahamut is defined as destruction and rebirth.

Walking only one path is extremism; walking all paths is a balanced nutrition of extremism!

Saying he is a kind of perfect person is no problem.

But such a road is visibly far off, somewhat implying the boundlessness of the sea of learning.

Thus, as a nineteen-year-old young demon god, Aomo Lindun chose the small cleverness appropriate for his age.

For example, under the pretense of testing, he had Professor Da Te first give himself the card's 'awakening degree'.

Very fitting.

Very successful.

Compared to the upper limit he reaches when using it himself, through eight days of daily one-hour repeated tests, Aomo's perceived Aberrant Ba card not only stores genuine heavy emotions but also elevates normal output.

A few minutes ago, before the experiment began, he also used this training room to transform, experiencing the current limit—identical to the height shown by Tereshis, except he still possesses richer giant combat experience, displaying more diverse aerial combat skills, causing the latter's distant gaze to seem somewhat wandering.

Probably he felt that Aomo setting up a mock battle in front of him was a kind of intimidation.

This is what a person with a guilty conscience thinks; and Aomo, who has a demon god in his heart, thinks:

Is the card-training script route really feasible?!

Rubbing the card with his fingertips, using psychic perception to sense that path of destructive will which is truly too intense and too heavy, Aomo deeply knows he hardly possesses such a soul.

All people's desires stem from wounds on the soul; that is often proof of their battle with the world, and simultaneously the deepest pain on life's road.

And this attempt of mine is practically like a side-door magical ritual mentioned by Moriarty, taking a person's most profound concept and infusing it into a small thing for one's own use.

Merely a single success is not enough to share it with the small group, let alone a certain girl in the group who is still being sulky.

Regarding 'Aomo waking up without calling her to act on her own and provoking women into making news,' Miss Akajo Tsui expressed strong indignation, even with Cutna assisting in testimony and explanation it was still noisy.

Although at that time Miss Tsui was still in the state of a sleeper who couldn't be woken by shouting, no matter! No one awake means no one awake! And then she saw such—such a shameless tail-wrapping motion! If the little snake were to become a demon person, would its big tail just wrap around the tail?!!!

This is a quite dangerous signal!

Especially when one thinks that the other party previously chatted happily with me about monsters, never expecting behind the scenes to be enticing the little snake!!

Indeed, the initial premonition was not wrong! This woman is not merely a strong opponent; she is fundamentally a terrorist!!

In front of such a guy, whether it's the folks from Teresen Academy or those from Rhodes Island, everyone is too polite, too restrained!

Even that Isamara wasn't this over the top!!

By comparison, Biquetes Sauce is entirely a mascot!

No matter what, even if there is some grogginess from time difference, upon seeing the news one is already fully awake; after the phone call, one doesn't want to hear any explanations or clarifications, just asking where the person is!!

She will drag Cutna, Suzi, and Bourbon, and set off immediately!

And temporarily shield the little snake!

I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen—there's no need to listen to anything! We should just go over and ask!!

At this moment, as the only adult in the team, the mature and steady person, Texas ought to do their best to keep things stable; she, who knows the full picture of the incident, also wants to reduce such pointless trouble from Xiaoqian that would easily wear down Aomo's patience.

But when she saw the determination in those red pupils, she suddenly realized this girl hadn't come to pick a fight with Aomo at all.

【Texas: We've passed the silent gate section; she doesn't even care about the magic surge, telling the driver to speed up……

Has Holleya woken up?】

She could only serve as the team's permitted 'mole', sending a message to Aomo.

【Yuehuanshe: Not sure, can bring her into the base

But don't let her wander into the secret lab; if Holleya wakes up, I'll bring her here】

【Texas: Holleya woke up, she contacted Xiaoqian】

【Yuehuanshe:?】

Aomo froze, then suddenly felt a pair of high heels step onto the edge of his perception, prompting him to instinctively turn his head toward that slender figure composed of gray and green, silver and black.

"Mr. Aomo, I think right now you have a misunderstanding that needs my help to clear up,"

The person asked, their right hand gripping a translucent green phone case.

Whether it's the experimental sample for monster card script research or handling the current trouble, that person is an indispensable part.

As for Miss Holleya, Aomo ought to welcome her arrival.

But making such a composed remark, as if the situation were under control, at this time……

Aomo felt something was off.