Chapter 1309: NO. 213: Script Conservation Law

NO. 213: Script Conservation Law

It has been said that, for Aomo, devoting oneself to the work itself is also a kind of comfort zone.

Especially when the work is not trivial, affecting many people's interests, beliefs, and even lives.

Thus he could more easily and with a clear conscience 'escape' into a part of handling official duties.

This is both the reason for his apology and the reason for his gain.

His busy work these days is not limited to Trisens Academy alone.

The Extreme Abyss Company's (that villain-vote one) promotional collaboration kicked off, the pre‑race discussion variety show for the horse‑racing event went on stage, and……

At the Rhode Island Company side, the simulated research on the unfinished monster cards remains.

Yes.

He did not miss these collaborations because of training and competition.

Rather, those activities are merely short‑term part‑time jobs; the former's stability does not delay these works, while the research work on the Rhode Island side has finally reached a certain critical juncture——

——Even though Aomo used to just idle and drink tea, with people occasionally sending snacks, and sometimes Weishidai'er would come over to read with ill intent, written as a boredom‑relieving diversion, and Telesis would often come to practice with him, occasionally not even bothering with whether to use monster cards, letting him gain another combat instructor after Zhong Yue.

But whether it was the doctor, the committee heads, or even that technical consultant Miss Puruisaisi who rarely communicated, they all came to inquire about his recent situation and said the next few days would be relatively critical—in other words, he could not suddenly be absent.

At first hearing it sounds urgent, but for a demon who has been navigating perilous social interactions these past days, it's really nothing.

'As long as it's not a life‑or‑death sudden situation, there's no problem,' this somewhat cautious reply he carried out well; even though the recent military committee kept bringing in new faces, all eager and proactive, seemingly aimed at him, he did not run away because of this treatment that seemed to treat him like some strange beast on display.

On the contrary, he once again brought out the social‑powerhouse stance he had when initially lurking as Mefeilasi, going along with things, getting along with everyone, and even deciding whether to offer monster‑card trial opportunities based on individual circumstances.

Yes, this is the reason he accepts everyone's goodwill regardless of attitude or motive, taking it all in.

Since he got a taste of the benefits from Telesis, he has been considering whether there are any other 'scripts' available around him, but after thinking it over, none seem suitable, because his social circle mainly revolves around horse‑girl related matters, and while those people can be said to be full of personality, they are not very suited to having a card thrown at them to make them run.

Monster cards inherently carry a mental‑corrosion side effect; only with indomitable will or a heart tempered a thousand times can one easily master them, otherwise at least one must, like Aomo, constantly self‑reflect, and also be in a relatively youthful stage where mindset can be easily shifted and adjusted.

He does not deny that everyone's life is a battlefield, and those trainers and horse‑girl friends each have their own mental peculiarities, but warriors in the physical sense clearly have higher priority on their résumés.

Rhode Island Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. indeed has many such warriors, although among them there is also the more suitable Phinis·Chaldea entity for preserving human ideals, but in terms of interpersonal cost, the present Rhode Island is clearly more convenient.

When he realized that some of his deeds were continually being noticed by the latter's members, to the point that people might come visiting out of admiration, he naturally gladly went along with it, using his habitual observational and reasoning abilities to screen those people for the 'qualified ones'.

But even with that idea, expecting results within a few days is too rushed.

Even as an efficiency‑obsessed person like him, he has only just listed candidates, outlined the initial stage, and does not expect to pull out an SSR that could boost card purity by a few percent all at once——

——Thinking that, the next day he was greeted by a lady who made his heart skip a beat.

Her hair faded from silver to black, her twin ears like feathers lifted on wings, her pupils a dusty gray, and she always carried a tall, dignified presence with a hand resting on her abdomen.

She is Kaxiena, a university lecturer who once stood in that genuine yet illusory landscape.

At the same time she is also the male‑duke embodiment known as Kexiqie, bearing the nickname 'Undying Black Snake' that signifies her ability.

In terms of her ability, gender perhaps doesn't matter, race likewise isn't worth mentioning; compared to the simulation in that game, the lady now appearing before Aomo's eyes possesses a faint extra touch of divinity.

It's hard to say whether it was innate or the result of the world's rules accepting him after he stepped in, but in short, Aomo's interaction with her was very smooth and comfortable; the outcome of their several instant‑agreement decisions is the monster card in his card box that has greatly increased in proficiency—Eye Q.

Obsessive pursuit to the extreme, resilience in returning after defeat, and an unyielding will that lingers like a ghost.

Even without conveniently bringing the compatibility‑testing instrument, Aomo dares to assert that their compatibility will not fall below 80%.

Only such an astonishing compatibility could, on the first try, raise the Eye Q limit by nearly half, bringing him a special surprise.

But obviously, he is very surprised, and Kaxiena is also very satisfied with this power‑experience of the monster card; beyond this win‑win outcome——there are the girls' dissatisfactions.

Thus the next day Aomo set out in the form of a little light‑person.

He now affirms that some girls around him have eyeliner, and this eyeliner is not of the Qielienina type—those who didn't come along and at most indirectly obtain information through hearsay.

Whether it's his little girlfriend or the one who plays the horse‑girl, both sides show it; that impression, as if they've grasped the situation back then, vividly enacted, can only be the result of 'Thanks for the invite, I'm on site.'

Then……let's list the passersby and other visitors present during the smooth, pleasant, and efficient interaction time he shared with Miss Kaxiena.

Aomo tentatively identified that as the occasional Huoerhaiya who pops in just to mark her presence.

But this speculation somewhat adds to his confusion, after all the two involved in the Jidong Cup still seem as distant as ever; it can't be that Suzi pulled the strings, and thinking of this possibility leaves the demon utterly bewildered—yet whether clear or confused, he must still face reality.

Reality is that even for the girls' running condition, he has to sweet‑talk and then provide some compensation that matches the girls' age‑appropriate preferences.

Starting from themes like 'coffee and spirit', 'plush dolls', 'video games', and 'experiment and tea', then concluding with someone's 'game ranking proxy practice', only then can the matter be barely considered wrapped up.

The person who sought a proxy to hang a script ultimately became another's proxy and script—truly a case of 'nanmo three', actual karmic retribution.