Chapter 1360: NO．264：This is also one aspect of the boating element

NO. 264: This is also one aspect of the boating element.

To be honest, the persecution complex-type plan devised by the little Aumou, though already sufficiently complete and exaggerated to the point of being a masterstroke, has had all its clever tricks replaced with USB drives stuffed with several of them.

But he still has some elements he is powerless to consider.

For example—adding the warrior segment!

The Arima Kinen is a world-class venue, and as such, it possesses the astonishing spectator capacity expected of a world-class venue. But what does such astonishing spectator capacity mean?

If replaced with the law enforcement unit of Tianmen City, they could bluntly answer: So cool! There must be tons of SSR and UR here!!

Tianmen City, with its simple and honest folk customs and consistent support for 'enthusiastic public assistance in law enforcement,' is like this.

They never care about public opinion on whether the police are useful or not; they only care about whether they can protect victims' lives and public property. Thus, they enthusiastically recruit auxiliary police on the spot during every law enforcement operation, and incidentally draw cards, checking if they can pull out some impressive enthusiastic citizens nearby.

Although such operations are seen across federal districts, they basically lack the blatant openness of Tianmen City.

After all, the environment differs—especially in Jingmen District, a city with low crime rates, where police pressure is far from reaching the point of needing to seek help on-site. And if you actually do this, you might even be pointed at, mocked, and insulted.

You're just wasting everyone's tax money.

Undoubtedly, some of the finger-pointing and gossip Biquetes has faced in the industry also stem from this factor.

The greater Aumou's assistance in the case, the more rumors spread—but the parties involved are completely indifferent. Though the demon person considered it, seeing her reaction, they said nothing, after all, obsessing over this is itself rather hypocritical, and he himself also quite needs such a performance opportunity.

And strictly speaking, pulling strongmen on-site is literally a card draw—it's gambling.

You can't guarantee the other party's reliability, nor their performance. In this regard, hiring mercenaries from a familiar agency is actually better—at least, regardless of how those people rate them on the surface, deep down they must admit Aumou's ability is sufficient.

In this position, Aumou Linton is already the best choice—a state other departments wish to emulate but struggle to replicate. To avoid mistakes on this path becoming a contrastive stepping stone, all law enforcement departments try to avoid accepting civilian assistance during operations.

But you cannot deny it.

Like Arima Kinen, a venue comparable to the World Cup or Olympic Games, talent is abundant—so abundant that little Aumou gave up simulating it—because variables are too many, possibilities too vast, making simulation impossible unless he gains access to the ticketing system management channel.

Lu Zasu's side also doesn't consider this, after all, they only have the first batch of cannon fodder charging straight toward the Arima Kinen racecourse. Even if there were truly world-class masters there, it wouldn't hinder them from settling accounts with the Ultraman tribe.

However!

If they don't come, Aumou will drag them over.

The opening of the data channel, the feigned weakness performance—all are for one physical meaning: collision and entanglement.

Just need to bring them, bring them to that instant of arrival—the 'non-discriminatory hard control domain' of the Joy-Separation Monster unfolds, and thus we have the now naturally perfect rhythm.

Tower Defense!

Yes, this tactic in Aumou's plan exists as a trump card, named the Tower Defense Tactic.

Compared to monsters with unclear self-awareness and immature consciousness, aliens breaking free from control are more likely—but before they do, Aumou has already manually dismantled a group of axe and sword-wielders waiting in the material realm.

Just like in tower defense games, before the monster wave appears, defensive units are already pre-deployed.

Next, for the first batch of aliens breaking free quickly, Aumou won't give them a chance to rescue teammates—he immediately expels them to the new battlefield where heavy barriers have already unfolded.

And for the second batch still in the process of breaking free, as soon as a signal comes from the material realm—even if they haven't sent one yet—Aumou will select a batch to release—expel them to the new battlefield.

After that, no need to elaborate.

Whether it's the divided aliens or the delayed monsters facing the same treatment, they will lose their original numerical cooperation advantage.

Now, conversely—they must face the law enforcement side's numerical advantage, and also have Ultramen like Zetton, Orb, Jed, Ace, and monsters such as Holheya, tea seat, and swift ones, along with dark giant-related entities, mixed among them.

Aumou considers this a relatively safe practical opportunity, so he also gave them a few thaw-outs.

And this isn't even the end—because the real focus, and indeed the original topic, lies in the on-site addition of teammates!

The three from the Rider Shed first thrown out by Aumou.

Following closely, the Kuranta (Boating Horse Girl) trio and Xi, thrown out to contact Rhodes Island.

Then thrown out: Barl Beast X and the Twilight Detective trio...

And so on, and so on—still all just Aumou selecting people he knows.

With Gilbaralis instantly locking in combat reserves, he also saw many one-sided known combatants, merely held back by some considerations from being 'thawed,' but this still suffices to add another layer of buildup for Lu Zasu.

At this point, the only remaining challenge is that dark Ultraman killer Pro, still having fun in the world of illusion.

Precisely for this reason, Aumou didn't even appear in the final battle segment at present.

He continues to stay with the badger inside the Joy-Separation Monster, acting as the black referee—

—able to balance and configure enemy attack waves, isn't that exactly a top-tier black referee?

Nowadays, if Jingmen District weren't still a place that highly values the rule of law, reality would have already become a slaughterhouse.

Because it highly values the rule of law, reality is still just the rhythm of the anti-illegal and anti-vice squad's room inspections: as soon as a new enemy wave lands, immediate control and arrest follow.

From aliens to monsters, enemy strength will inevitably rise, but at most it's a narrow escape—letting Bi Ze beside him watch with great enjoyment, as if he's already treating the battlefield as a top-tier performance to appreciate, and on the battlefield, his Digimon partner has been ordered by him to evolve for battle.

Beelzebub X Beast rampages in all directions, making the witch beast—whose digital soul Aumou drew—feel itchy teeth, and she endured five minutes, not wanting to clash with Aumou, who still helplessly granted her room to evolve, letting her go.

Frankly, without X-antibody enhancement, the Bellstar Beast feels completely no match for Beelzebub X Beast, but with so many familiar friends on the battlefield, there's no worry about the opponent being reversed and executed.

He also indirectly hinted that Bi Ze could appropriately message Beelzebub X Beast to find a chance to retreat.

This was originally no big deal,

Compared to them, being able to see Ling and Gurugito in the Joy-Separation Monster's hard control list is what truly makes Aumou silent.

"... Wow, what a coincidence, Aumou."

"... Let's talk later—are you going out to help, or staying here?"

"Uh..."

Aumou thinks she'll choose to go out, after all, she looks unprecedentedly awkward, because she hasn't planned to appear proactively.

The Joy-Separation Monster's all-being-equal hard control is still too strong—it even dragged in Ling, who was hiding in someone's dream, simply put, it's superhuman—oh no, super beast!

But the result: she and Xi, Qieleni Na, locked eyes from afar, then withdrew their gaze, closed their eyes, silently for a few seconds, then burst into a cheerful laugh: "Just stay here, the current situation isn't even close to a crisis."

"... You wish it to be this way."

I feel it's a bit forced, but also more so in work mode—Aumou didn't over-worry about Ling's choice, quickly shifted gaze to another truly jarring intruder.

"Gurugito, Yuta—how did you guys get here?"

"Huh? Didn't Jie Si Ti Si say anything? He seemed to be the first to ask for help, looking quite anxious."

Yuta was somewhat surprised, and Gurrito also agreed with his statement: "That's right, we heard that this world was facing a crisis and rushed over here in a hurry—we didn't even have time to contact the new century middle schoolers."

You really aren't afraid of getting beaten, are you… not even bringing equipment… Aomo thought this in his mind, but didn't say anything, gently patting the little head of the New Universe beside him, and didn't complain about Jie Si Ti Si's private request for help without informing everyone.

To be honest, because it involved an old enemy of the Ultraman clan, Aomo had only considered seeking technical support and reinforcements from the Land of Light, and had forgotten about this fellow dream hero from the Tsuburaya family.

But that's fine too—more cards are never a bad thing.

"I'll immediately contact a friend to help you optimize your network quality—hurry up and call the middle schoolers over; they might come in handy later."

As he spoke, he had already pulled up the contact channel for Yuhai Xingzi.

"Will there be enemies like the source of this frenzy here?"

"Their strength surpasses that, and there might even be several of them." Aomo said, glancing upward at the troublesome figures: Gulante Wang, Seggu, Hei'an Lujia'er, and Maga Dasha.

Clearly lacking any definite self, several of them are counterfeit creations, but just from their destructive power toward the world, they seem poised to break free. Based on his and He's perception of the conditions across various 'worlds,' that batch might be unusually close.

In other words, this tower defense game is about to face a heavy wave of pressure.

To be honest, this counts as a problem with the axis alignment—it's Aomo's mistake in batch allocation.

"But don't worry." He said.

"Our combination here is far more luxurious than the original Cuckoo Terrace!"

Box complete, high level—someone isn't just not worried, but actually a bit eager to try.

After all, these are characters not in his card deck, ones he had studied in the past; if he gets the chance to open the illustrated handbook, this profit-driven motivation will always outweigh everything else.