Chapter 1264: with translation of chapter title

NO. 168: Aomo: We must assume that extraterrestrials have brains.

"Speaking of which, if we just need to train Gechengwangpai, there's really no need to bring Lipiya over, right?"

Sai Luo stood at the high edge of the forest training ground, overlooking Gechengwangpai's run that kicked up a strong wind, stirring up countless fallen leaves.

Likewise, one could also see that person who constantly sits before the main control console, unlike me who stays close beside him, that calm man, in one's eyes.

Compared to choosing nearby supervision training, Sai Luo creates an atmosphere of "I'm working hard with you."

Lipiya obviously has a completely different style.

He directly used the monitoring system set up in this training field to confirm Gechengwangpai's running condition, yet he remained silent, giving the impression of "not doing things, not being serious".

From a distance, looking at his Sai Luo, although he doesn't go so far as to doubt his companions like that, he also can't tell what that otherworldly fellow clan member is thinking.

How come he's just watching at the very start? At least say something. Gechengwangpai is quite easy to get along with; he should quickly become familiar. In these few days he has been secretly training Gechengwangpai, his biggest impression is this girl's openness, passion, and decisiveness.

Moon Lady (if we include)

Faced with the repetitive training and failures that ought to be boring, difficult, and disheartening, persisting without a trace of discouragement, this attitude once reminded Sai Luo of the time he spent under his master.

But if one thinks that way, it would also be somewhat romanticizing memory, after all, back then I myself would at least symbolically mutter a few complaints, whereas Gechengwangpai has consistently demonstrated her resolve to that goal without regret or resentment.

Boundary Gate District (if we include)

When you feel the need to say something, instead she squeezes out a smile and turns around to comfort and encourage you, making it seem as if, in the training, the one feeling setbacks is not her but yourself.

Although Sai Luo's experience in education is far from rich, Gechengwangpai as such a learner can still give him a feeling… probably he will from now on remember having a student whose mindset and qualities are fully maximized, nearly perfect.

Gecheng Ace Miss (if we include)

Anyway, Sai Tuzi simply does not want to truly take on a disciple no matter what.

Even if a certain one-third of the half-baked Mo Xi Gan Tou is already considered established, even he himself occasionally won't deny it, but he still puts up a stubborn front, saying that's the swan song, after which there's no possibility of anything...

But having to admit, he's just being pretentious here.

Even if he truly wanted to take on an apprentice, the master of the Ace should rightfully be another ACE.

The latter strengthened that small flame, allowing Gechengwangpai to display this perfect special training quality; even Sai Luo's willingness to help includes Ace's request for assistance, let alone that he also helped Gechengwangpai organize the present situation and clarify the train of thought, which is how this secret training base exists now.

In such a process, Sai Luo at most counts as an assistant instructor; compared to the specific training plan, he actually serves more as a supervisor.

Lipiya is even more like a teacher who educates; at least, relying on outstanding knowledge comprehension, she quantum speed-read a batch of professional courses for trainers, urgently making up for basic knowledge.

So when Sai Luo asks such a question, Aomo finds it hard to gauge what expression to use to avoid seeming mocking.

But fortunately, he currently has a guinea pig's face.

"In any case, it's needed..."

As everyone knows, guinea pigs have a not-so-great, rather foolish high-nosed three-part mouth; even if they utter rodent proverbs, it's hard to redeem.

"After all, you've never made up your mind to truly train a horse girl, right?"

"Uh..." Not knowing whether this counts as a neither-soft-nor-hard attack, Sai Luo broke into a slight sweat, but still put up a stubborn front, saying, "That's how it's said, but she doesn't really need a trainer, does she?"

"She's not a retired horse girl, right? That is to say, she has a whole set of training experience, right?"

"Ah, although I've heard that your students here still have to go to some school to learn to be teachers after graduation, but it's quite common for retired athletes to become coaches; for such a highly interactive profession, this situation should——"

"We still have to learn." In the end, Aomo still interrupted his somewhat incoherent stubbornness, which made it extremely inefficient.

"Past experience isn't useless, but it's highly targeted," he explained while scanning the surroundings with his dark-red pupils, "If one doesn't focus on details to carry out tedious dissection, it cannot be applied to other situations."

In the usual sense, guinea pigs are typically myopic at 300 degrees, but the eyes located on the sides of the head allow them a 360-degree field of view, with only the tip of the nose being a blind spot.

But this also has a keen sense of smell to compensate, allowing it to live healthily in the wild—only to be snatched by the apex primate god of the food chain, becoming food, lab rat, or pet.

The last of these generally enjoys the best treatment.

Not only do they have food and drink, plus distribution among their own kind, but they may also undergo an ascendant form unlock due to the owner's special preference—referring to being DIY-ed by genetic engineering into various new abilities and appearances.

The more subtle point is that Aomo's appearance is not the result of later DIY, yet he indeed enjoys the same treatment as guinea pigs strengthened by those DIY genes—with an unconventional excellent eyesight, he surveys everything visible at this rear mountain base.

"Even for those retired athletes, becoming a coach still requires accumulating knowledge and experience; the same goes for trainers."

"There's a horse girl called Miss Moon; she became a trainer in the Bade District after two examination failures, became a central trainer after five more failures, and midway there was a year when her exam entry was delayed."

"Counting the time spent active as a district trainer, she spent a total of 11 years to become the current central trainer."

Upon saying this, Aomo finally turned his head to look at him.

"The quicker ones, like Qianming representative and Miss Dazhenhan, who occupy various conveniences in the industry and are themselves talented, also took a full four years to obtain their certificates."

"Don't expect Gechengwangpai to become talented on her own; moreover, this isn't a growth from nothing."

"She is in the period of returning to her peak." The guinea pig stared at him with blazing eyes.

As an Ultraman warrior, Sai Luo's judgment of emotions doesn't rely so much on facial appearance, yet being stared at by him made him break into a sweat.

——If his simulated body could truly reproduce back sweat glands perfectly.

"Such situations require another level of consideration and training standards." The guinea pig said, yet lowered his head to glance at his black claws with some fluorescent white patterns.

He then added: "But just as you said at the beginning, if it's only for training, I have no reason to call Lipiya."

"He is a layer of insurance, a layer for Miss Gechengwangpai focusing on training; perhaps unable to stay vigilant, he could instantly transform into Ultraman Ace as insurance."

"Bodyguard?" Sai Luo followed his gaze to look at his claws.

He didn't understand, but it didn't hinder his gaze from becoming sharp due to the topic.

"Right, do you have any impression of the organization Lu Zhas?"

"A gathering of the defeated subordinates of those Ultraman warriors?"

"You actually still have an impression of it?" The guinea pig turned his head.

This was unexpected for him; he had actually prepared to explain again.

"Philis gave me a list of criminal organizations when I first left Heaven's Gate City; back then, he kept asking every few days whether I'd looked at it, which was really annoying! I clearly told him on the first day that I had seen it, yet he still didn't believe me!"

"Can you share the list?" Aomo ignored the latter half of the complaint.

"Sure, they're just some meaningless organizations," Sai Luo waved his hand, "I'll get back to you later, but you said, what's up with the organization Lu Zhas?"

"They've set their sights on the horse racing circle in the Jiemen District, but I'm not sure if this is merely a stepping stone."

Aomo briefly explained, then he looked again at his own little claw, which bore no trace of its former self.

"But no matter what, we can first assume—they will have already set their sights on us, and will especially pay attention to you and Jie De."