Chapter 1411: line with translation of chapter title

Title: NO. 27: Keeping distance is the real start.

Sai Luo stood in the small rear mountain base of Central Telesen.

He stayed silent, unable to find a moment to speak to the girl still training, and also silent about Lipiya's perfectly timed absence.

A note showed there was no conflict between them; Lipiya had just stepped out for ten minutes due to a sudden matter, and his arrival happened to fall within that exact ten-minute window.

It's hard to tell whether the girl, who was repelling each log mechanism with her legs, noticed Sai Luo's arrival.

In theory, horse girls have extraordinarily sharp ears that miss nothing, but her gaze was too unfocused.

Her eyes, fixed on each log mechanically accelerated and launched, were enough to make the ever-outspoken Sai Shao fall silent, quietly gazing at that unusually traditional training scene.

If Aomo were here, he would probably lament the tradition of this training method, then wonder what reference Lipiya had consulted to make such a choice that goes against her usual style.

But Sai Luo had no need to do that.

Because this training plan was his proposal; Lipiya merely incorporated part of it into the overall program, which also included ideas from Ace Ultraman and Gechengwangpai.

This is similar to the treatment given to Ludaofu Xiangzheng in active duty.

Originally, it was the collective brainstorming of countless trainers' consumables that allowed the emperor of the Xiangzheng family to achieve the saying of a 'fully automatic horse girl'; but now, here… there isn't a single true trainer.

Even Lipiya, who learns incredibly fast, is nothing but pure armchair theory.

Everyone merely encountered many obstacles in the initial training adjustment, but compared to the Xiangzheng family's hierarchy - like an emperor ruling over countless subjects - the team centered around Gechengwangpai's rehabilitation is an egalitarian relationship with no seniority.

This is neither like an emperor and his subjects, nor like trainers and horse girls; there is no hierarchy at all - it's simply that a small team's composition has a flaw: it lacks a coercive force to get through the adjustment period.

In fact, most teams need a binding force to keep from falling apart quickly, let alone the fact that the pressure on Gechengwangpai's team is uneven - no matter what plans or ideas they have, they ultimately fall on Gechengwangpai.

As everyone knows, half of success is the idea, the other half is execution, and in this team, Gechengwangpai takes on the entire execution.

This undoubtedly shifts the pressure of contradictions and obstacles onto her, however…

Yet this team easily overcame this problem.

It was simply the executor's awareness, plus the overly agreeable personalities of the other three members.

It's practically a miracle.

Sai Luo, who was in the midst of it all without even realizing it, only thought back on how smooth everything had been after hearing Aomo's sigh.

Thinking of Lipiya's tireless dedication, Ace's warm enthusiasm, and his own unexpected patience when recalling it.

And, as the core of all plans, Gechengwangpai's awareness seems to gather everyone's traits.

Because of this awareness, they work tirelessly.

Because of this awareness, they enthusiastically look after everyone's well-being.

Because of this awareness, they persistently and patiently tackle each problem one by one.

It's nearly perfect, like the opening of a children's show, brought about by three Ultramen and one Jidong Ace, and now moving on to the next stage.

Everyone knows that what comes next is the real focus.

Although everyone has already overcome the first hurdle, called 'adjustment,' for the misfit team, the misfit team still has a second hurdle, called 'misfit'.

The lack of genuine professional experience and industry intuition, which non‑practitioners struggle to acquire, will absolutely become a major obstacle ahead - Lipiya, who raised this point, has not only been reading more lately but also consulted Aomo, following his advice to mingle in several professionals' mutual-help forums.

Given how large the horse-racing circle is, with plenty of trainers and a steady stream of new trainers year after year, it's natural that such a network platform for newcomers to band together and seek guidance from veterans exists.

There are even quite a few of them.

The most authoritative of these even directly embeds an Umastagram applet in its mobile version, giving some rule-breaking girls a chance to sneak a peek at how those trainers view their own horse girls.

Then it's again time for the 'same bed, different dreams' joke. jpg

Upon seeing the topic of obtaining a hypnosis app, rule-breaking girls flush with embarrassment, scolding the screen for being lame, low-level, 'H' whatever, then keep scrolling down the posts, only to see floor after floor posting the same lines: 'Can't you hypnotize her to sleep honestly?' 'Can't you hypnotize her to fully remember the posture rules?' 'Can't you also use hypnosis to solve the horse girl's resistance to training?' and so on.

All one can say is, the more a social platform emphasizes professionalism and mutual aid, the more it attracts a crowd of opportunistic newcomers.

Every day's new posts rush straight to the team rankings, straight to chasing intensity.

That art style… is hardly different from many game strategy forums, and even the occasional humorous post that gets mixed in is just as similar.

Occasionally, Lipiya can spot rare posts in there rating the current horse girls' looks and figures.

One can also see even rarer posts rating the current trainers.

Posts resembling those that should appear on Umastagram's official promotional page or the horse girls section, when they show up in the trainers' mutual-aid community, result in a chaotic free-for-all.

Admiring, trash-talking, networking, finger-pointing... When Lipiya sees Aomo's photo appear in there, along with the 999+ comments, even though it doesn't shake her love for humanity, she can't help but lament how far humanity still is from the moral standard of the Light Star.

Sai Luo wouldn't be so diplomatic about this.

He charges straight into the battlefield!

Using an account he registered just two months ago.

He lashes out fiercely, unafraid of doxxing, yet limited by the internet, he can't mentally overwhelm his opponent, so he can only sigh with his brothers.

It's worth noting that, aside from the parties involved, his brothers are all understanding.

The parties involved will only give him a sideways glance, and if on a chat platform, they'll even send an image:

What the heck?!. jpg

Can't that Sai Tuzi stop dumping trash in the chat room? This isn't a trash can!

What are you doing, digging into the trash bin to fight coprophages? Let them point fingers; there are plenty of shady trolls online anyway. jpg

Aomo never hesitates to strike at Sai Tuzi's ever-ready fighting spirit; he doesn't ask for them to become laid-back, just to stay quiet when needed.

Just like now, Sai Luo silently gazes into the distance at Gechengwangpai's focused training, lasting several minutes until Lipiya's voice rings in his heart.

"You've come - are you looking for the ace?"

The returning Lipiya approached, her steps equally light.

"Was it Aomo who reminded you?"

The returning Limiya approached, his steps quite light.

Telepathy is indeed the skill most often used by these Ultramen when facing horse girls, to the point of making even an imperial crown prince unaccustomed to it become adept.

"Pretty much - just wondering why she's come back here to train again."

Was it Aomo who reminded?

"Can't it be something I discovered myself?" Sai Luo looked speechlessly at this expressionless Duìyou.

Thus: Lipiya and Aomo Lindun are worlds apart in personality, and neither usually initiates contact, yet only in such moments does a single sentence leave Sai Luo utterly baffled.

How did this inexplicable profound understanding come about?

【It could be, but is it what Aomo reminded?】

"'Yes!' he replied somewhat defeatedly; Sai Luo had just been thinking how their personalities were worlds apart, yet only this kind of indifferent perfunctory questioning made it feel as if he were facing the same person."

Then go back and tell him, the Ace's training is to not disturb anyone and not be disturbed by anyone.

Then why not go to the β training ground?

Sai Luo can easily grasp the significance and romance of the secret special training, but frankly, the secret training base set up behind the mountain is sufficient for early-stage rehabilitation; however, for the phase where condition gradually returns after initial rehab, its meaning falls far short.

Now he sees that even the kicking training with those several-ton alien logs feels like the Ace is more than capable, and it actually matches perfectly the university horse-girl physical fitness statistics he once saw on the forum.

"'I just said, it's anyone, including Aomo Lindun.'"

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