Chapter 1292: NO.196: Understand Yet Not Understand (Alliance Leader Bonus)

NO. 196: Understand Yet Not Understand (Alliance Leader Bonus)

Someone has been waiting for this day for too long.

Some have also stepped onto this battlefield of endurance midway.

Still others only seek to win a small compliment that sets them apart from their companions.

Still others pile up excessive reasons, continuously stacking rationality there to let themselves run more naturally, in order to conceal that decisive original intention.

But regardless of their motives, they ultimately cannot miss such an opportunity.

If this matter must have an outcome, then obstructing its occurrence is an unwise decision; moreover, it is not necessarily not an opportunity.

Gazing at those swift elves, Aomo also harbors a sense of expectation in their eyes.

In this confrontation where motives are not uniform, the simple win/lose outcome was already settled in the hearts of some from the very beginning.

Indeed, such a win/lose conclusion leaves room for luck; a single remark 'it's merely hypothetical' is enough for them to pursue a more realistic conclusion.

But such verification.

Such verification, aimed only at 'more precisely proving one's own failure,' should not be arranged in the formal competition.

Because the competition itself is neither a scientific review nor a research recording.

A research process filled with trial and error and failure needs to be shelved; the research results that attract everyone's attention are what truly ought to be publicized and revealed.

Using the most important developmental period of one's life, and the G1 races that many horse girls long for but cannot obtain as a trial stage—perhaps only the Ailisuzhi whose nature has been fully aroused would do so.

But even such an Ailisuzhi would not, given a solution, stubbornly arrange a do-or-die situation for themselves.

That is not madness, but merely foolishness.

Although most madness in this world stems from the limits of having no recourse, in that extreme situation there is no room for logic, naturally it cannot be called wisdom.

But observing the madness rooted in nature, it does not hinder the course of logic.

They do not conflict.

They can proceed in parallel, even merge with each other, enriching that batch of bizarre records in the Federal Police Bureau's files.

But obviously, such criminals usually share a common point—they are deeply trapped in a boring life.

Aside from the stage of crime, they cannot find other stimulation sufficient to satisfy their long-term pleasure.

This clearly demonstrates the luck of Ailisuzhi.

That pair of dark-red eyes with the light-grid hidden flow has long locked onto a lengthy and legitimate stage.

Besides that, there are two companions who can walk that stage alongside, able to grasp the current focus without a word, thereby promoting this race that increasingly reveals its own weakness.

Uphill.

Downhill.

Curve.

Shake off the opening.

The distance that could not be reduced at all is gradually being pulled apart, and this is only just after entering the middle stage.

Even if one had anticipated the general situation, the actual numbers under those conditions are surely far off, right?

Ailisuzhi, whose eyes once showed astonishment, cannot suppress the curve of their lips.

It's like this, ah; the speed I want to challenge is like this, ah.

——

Under clear skies, the grassland is undoubtedly an excellent horse field; the grassland soil's reactive force is greater than that of a heavy horse field, most easily revealing a horse girl's ideal performance.

And when placed in the argumentation process, this will also become indisputable ironclad evidence.

This is also one of the reasons why Aomo brings the girls here instead of keeping them at school; the reason it is only one of them is because the greater purpose is to prevent interference and advanced training.

Whether it's the pre-race motivation for the horse girls, or the improvement in the trainers' reputation over these few days and the fan enthusiasm aroused during the turnaround process, Aomo and the girls under them find it hard to have a tranquil training environment as before.

Even if one can put up a sign, or even DIY a projection beside to avoid disturbance, distant gazes likewise affect the state.

Then we have to change venues.

The Beta Training Field can fully simulate official racecourse resources, and can also be spliced within limited terrain, meaning it has a certain degree of DIY freedom; moreover, it is Aomo's own industry, which makes it very suitable.

So suitable that even when Narita Bai Ren comes here, staff will consciously guide her to this room.

——She hasn't even said what she came here to do yet; that pink-haired dog-eared girl, whose voice also sounds like someone I've heard before, is overly enthusiastic……

"Are there many people like me who come here?"

Lowering their head to glance at the small stone by their foot, they lifted the thick-soled little leather boot and kicked it out; Narita Bai Ren then looked toward the Chazuo following about half a horse's length behind Ailisuzhi, and the off-topic question they asked seemed not to worry about the condition of the juniors they taught.

"Indeed, there are not few, especially in these days." Aomo gave a slight nod.

"Seniors and juniors, those with good relations, those with bad relations, those who haven't exchanged a few words, and even other circles that were found using some methods……"

Just thinking that Lapulan De, Lei Moule Miss, and they would come over for a casual chat, plus Shu bringing an awkward-looking Xi to come see, Aomo feels a suspicion: 'I don't know when or where, but another small group without me has sprung up.'

By comparison, He and Chen occasionally coming over to report in person are relatively normal—just 'comparatively normal'.

Chen's appearance is still rather strange, but upon seeing that brown-skinned little boy gazing into the distance as the girls train, Aomo understands this person is again wanting to feed the monsters a meal.

This person's persistent fixation on feeding monsters with the emotions of adolescents is also quite like the incubator of a certain film set.

But compared to QB's subjective initiative, Chen appears too harmless.

He merely stands far away, idling.

Even if the monster consumes emotions, it does not affect the host's current mood, nor does it take away any personality or memory.

Apart from the monster having a meal, nothing else changes, so when Chen initially sent a message saying he wanted to travel everywhere, Aomo believed he really was just traveling everywhere, letting the monster try different feeds.

It belongs to being a more respectable food explorer than He.

Nowadays, with the need for shift-working live-in staff, out of concern for the 'ingredients'—the more varied emotional changes of horse girls compared to ordinary adolescents—he is also quite diligent in patrolling Teles en (Aomo having undertaken the campus safety enhancement commission entrusted to the office).

But he simply never understands certain girls' advances.

He merely forgot to clean up in the past, which is why he feels unfamiliar and confused about certain emotions, but Chen is different.

As the only person in the team who didn't spend five thousand years asleep and woke up several times in the middle, Chen's age is roughly consistent with the record.

But he clearly has an understanding impairment.

This is a mental flaw that prevents him from ever grasping humanity's pursuit of 'unfreedom'; he often comes to Aomu for unusually philosophical conversations.

Just because he's doubtful doesn't mean he doesn't need to eat.

Whether it's the monsters' meals or his own bowl (even though he claims not eating rice doesn't matter), this makes him the most diligent member of the Telesen Safety Security Commission, with perfect attendance surpassing the Ten Drivers, rain or shine, to the extent that among high school and college senior girls who like shotas, especially those who like cold-noodle shotas, and middle school girls who like cool guys, he has become a fairly hot topic of discussion.

Leaving aside what kind of lurkers in the bushes Chen attracted during today's campus patrol, the grass on this field is simply too low to conceal any ambush.

But you can still see some runners suddenly have an opponent dart ahead of them, appearing out of nowhere at close range, proving that the possibility of ambush on the field is not just talk.

It could even be mutual ambush.

【Chasing you? / Form of pursuing the lord】

【U=ma2】

Emerging from that dark fairy-tale-style darkness, a jet-black figure darts forth, and from the speed extreme distilled from countless formulas, its visual effect is nothing less than a kind of 'you flash, then I flash' attack-defense.

However, in the final straight sprint segment, the two novice horse girls, despite their fiercely offense-defense, repeatedly overtake each other at nose- and neck-length gaps, making things extremely tense, but ahead of them another pair engages in offense-defense separated by at least one horse length.

【G001st. F∞;】, 【Clock-up/Overclock】

【Dioscroi's Meteor/Twin Comet】, 【Self-immolating Comet】

Not only innate talent, but also the postnatal exploration that earned recognition from the Three Goddesses Source Energy System, perfectly linking the 'Evolution Technique'—an evolutionary skill acknowledged as an independent signature—like a dual-core dual-engine, constructing an earth-shaking final stride!

Meipu Bopang and Aimu Zhiji are also still accelerating.

There are no flashy visuals like teleportation; only the faint traces shown by each's combat gear and skill linkages speak of the technique's endurance.

Like a furnace-core halo, it continuously emits rearward purplish light rings akin to Mach rings.

Like a comet, the dark-blue attire is surrounded by countless cross-shaped stars scattering stardust in the high-speed slipstream.

Compared to the initial dazzling burst of skill, the present bit of effect seems insignificant, yet it is precisely this insignificance that shapes their current speed, far surpassing that of ordinary debut horse girls.

"The advantage of not cutting skills when cutting values is still too great..."

Watching this scene, Aomu can't help but feel moved.

"Aren't they also being cut?" Narita Hakujin said lightly; although she doesn't mean to relive another life, the veteran's experience includes everyone else's stories.

"They probably just silently re-mastered their skills."

It's not simply a decline from forgetting; for a height once reached, trying again also has countless experiences driving it.

How profound the experiences accompanied by these skills were determines how quickly they can be reacquired; just seeing Aimu Zhiji's all-out running posture, Narita Hakujin can feel the deep imprint etched in the other's Evolution Technique.

Looking again at Meipu Bopang's identification skill named Overclock...

"They're surprisingly similar, these two."

"What did you say? Hmm? Skill mastery?"

It's rare for Aomu not to react instantly, but now he's indeed watching those girls cross the finish line at different times and poses, unable to immediately hear what's being said beside him.

But it's fine!

He quickly pulled up the crystal-element memory from just a second ago.

Turning back, he saw only the twig at Hakujin's mouth sway.

"Nothing."

He spoke vaguely, as if suddenly losing the mood to chat.

It seemed like an incomprehensible yet familiar irritation.

Again, it gave him a subtle frustration of 'not really understanding'.