Chapter 1474: NO.90: Not a Karmic Bond

NO. 90: Not a Karmic Bond

"Is this your special training plan?"

Chengtian Bai Ren stared at the training field system's projected footage on the big screen, as if weighing his words, hesitating to speak, and finally gave a relatively mild evaluation:

"It seems like they're preparing to test the city hospital's technology."

"It's not very mild either."

"So it immediately provoked a counterattack from Tianlangxing:"

"That technique has already been tested by you; I have nothing to worry about."

Chengtian Bai Ren's visit was quite a coincidence, catching that Tianlangxing's only seven rest periods during training, but this coincidence isn't necessarily a good thing, after all it's a meeting between a Tianlangxing that has just stirred up some fighting spirit and a lone wolf honing its claws.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I wanted to ask you too; this is a training plan that both the trainer and I believe in."

"... Trainer..." Having noticed Tianlangxing's unusual frankness, Bai Ren, chewing on that title, glanced at Aomo.

"That guy seemed to pay no attention to this conversation at all, just solemnly swiping the light screen, as if something more important was happening over there."

"Is this related to Tianlangxing's change?"

"It doesn't seem particularly serious either; maybe it's a good thing? Do I even need to come over?"

"But it's also been almost a week since I last specifically sought him out; such a legitimate reason shouldn't be wasted……"

"Hey! I'm asking you! Trainer, do you think this guy is being too rude?"

?

Astonished, Bai Ren watched as Tianlangxing suddenly walked over and tugged at Aomo's sleeve, and he again felt he had been too optimistic.

"Does this count as acting coquettish?"

"Should I say it's like clinging to a teacher to tattle, or pulling a parent to demand justice? Chengtian Bai Ren, who has an older sister at home, found this scene vaguely familiar, yet he couldn't figure out how it came about."

"Does this guy have any self-awareness of his performance?"

"How did Aomo suddenly gain this kind of trust from her? Logically, it should take at least half a year to develop, right? Although it seems they've known each other for almost half a year, this amount of interaction still isn't enough."

""Not enough time; events make up for it.""

"Suddenly, Aomo spoke; he was still looking at the screen, and this unexpected remark left Bai Ren somewhat startled, also giving Tianlangxing a puzzled look."

""Feelings that have gone through twists and turns aren't necessarily inferior to long-term companionship friendship, don't you think? Bai Ren.""

""Hmm… I agree.""

""Huh? What are you two talking about?""

Lacking self-awareness, he didn't even think of his own Tianlangxing symbol, still bobbing his head between the two: "Is there some little secret I don't know about?"

""They're some plot recaps to ease people's worries; according to my guess, you two should have some inconvenient little secret talk that I shouldn't listen to—don't you want to chat about it?""

""What could we possibly—Bai Ren, do you want to say something?""

As if eager to rebut, yet recalling something, Tianlangxing's suddenly approaching face made Bai Ren lean back slightly; he felt that this person before him now differed more and more from his usual impression, which in turn made her feel a bit tense.

""Speak, say what?""

""Of course I'm talking about this… uh, come with me first!""

Grabbing Bai Ren's hand, Tianlangxing directly pulled away from Aomo, not even looking back as she shouted: "No eavesdropping!"

""Ladies' time.""

""Hmph!""

Still not glancing over here, yet he precisely raised his hand in a gesturing invitation; Aomo's Ladies' Time remark made Tianlangxing find it hard to say, as before, that she'd give him a kick in a spiteful tone.

All he could do was let out a cold snort in Bai Ren's increasingly tense gaze, continuing to pull her away, causing Aomo's gesture to shift from 'please' to a shaking that meant 'take your time'.

In fact, he and Tianlangxing both felt: Bai Ren came over at this time because of their similar career lows, empathizing, and came specially to show concern.

But the result……

If you ask whether we've ever thought about this aspect, we have.

Indeed, it also contributed to prompting this trip, strongly urging her steps to come, but to say that her sprint into the training field was that fast because of what……

That reason stood there like a pine tree, upright and silent; even if the screen was continuously tapped and swiped without making any sound, it still made Bai Ren find it hard to look away from afar.

It wasn't because, over the past couple of months, nobody was idle—Bai Ren's Windows system had also spread from niche to mainstream—but because, to deepen the system, she consulted Chazuo in her free time.

She even specifically chose a source-energy cultivation zone that the Association wouldn't find fault with, using her own connections to try learning that spirit‑reading medical technique.

The former Triple Crown Champion, even if his pursuit of limits later went downhill, his learning ability remained top‑notch.

The result of actual cultivation for just over a month already showing initial effects is that, upon activating Eagle Eye Vision, one can see the ferocious silhouette standing far away.

Nearly three meters tall, with black mist flowing all over except for the pale light emanating from the twin horns on its head and its eye sockets, the figure never fails to captivate her.

She even wishes she could, like those who have undergone deep cybernetic augmentation, directly photograph what she sees.

That idea is just too radical.

Not to mention her parents; even her older sister, who already knows her hobbies, might not be able to stand it.

Moreover, she finds Tianlangxing's unaware, help‑seeking coquettish behavior hard to accept; this person never considered how childish his own ideas are, and if he truly exposed them he'd likely receive the same treatment.

But for now, she keeps it hidden; even if Tianlangxing shouts, it's just a greeting:

""Don't look at him! I've specially added a layer of soundproofing! He can't hear it!""

""…Is that so?""

""That's for sure…"" Whether it's an illusion or not, Tianlangxing felt that as soon as she spoke those affirmative words, the junior stared even more intently over there, ""Alright! Don't mind him! Want to try this training method too?""

""Me? \" This topic slightly pulled Bai Ren's attention back.

In Umamusume's sensitivity to various terms, 'training' is generally treated as top‑tier.

""Yeah, I won't beat around the bush either; although everyone's top records differ quite a bit, nowadays the paths should be roughly the same…""

""…Indeed… huh…""

It seemed she was listening attentively, but the corner of her eye also caught Bai Ren in the distance; she had just agreed to the sprint race invitation over there when suddenly she felt a pang of palpitation, as if her whole body were sinking uncontrollably into panic, and her gaze unconsciously fell onto her hand pressed against her chest.

But someone nearby asked doubtfully:

"Huh? Who is that next to the trainer?"

This made her unconsciously lift her gaze, and she instantly caught sight of that enormous eye, already beyond aesthetics—elongated, massive, with no visible head.

From beneath her feet, from above, from the countless claws, fangs, and tails… at a glance the density was too much for her brain to process, and the bloody red background threaded with countless silver chains only deepened the oppressive feeling.

It almost made her already extremely rapid breath hitch, and her mind felt unusually heavy.

"Hey, Bai Ren… eh? Hey! Bai Ren?! Wake up!! …Trainer!!"

"……You first confirm," the volume that abruptly appeared amid the trainer's shout made Aomo, upon hearing it, glance over and her eyes froze; she could only say to the Beast King that briefly appeared beside her, "I have something to handle over there, you don't need to worry."

"... Go on."

The bloody radiance in that eye socket, which hardly had an eyeball, swept over the distant woman whose appearance was not much different from her memory, inevitably eliciting some silence.

Looking again, the youth who had vanished from the spot in haste and teleported to the girl's side—though his eye sockets refocused on the light screen before him, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"... What a karmic entanglement."