Chapter 1499: NO.115: Becoming More and More Adept at Infiltration

NO. 115: Becoming More and More Adept at Infiltration

Appearance is one layer of disguise, words and deeds are another layer of disguise.

Aomo Lindun's acting is naturally flawless, his performance from start to finish is all about reinforcing the impression given by his appearance, this also includes concealing things from Bi Ze, and the riddle-like dialogue mismatch caused by the Beast King speaking one line and the other responding via telepathy.

Even the cooperation between the Beast Cult and the Chasers of Light Club mentioned everywhere is a preparatory measure.

——Perhaps they will soon announce this relationship, then develop cooperation with enterprises and organizations in the monster-related field, but certainly not now.

Revealing this fact too early is tantamount to leaking a trade secret; although no one has a written contract, nor even a verbal agreement, this is indeed a basic common sense of conduct.

But the Dawn Minister can disregard this common sense.

Anyone who has understood the Dawn Minister's image knows this, and adhering to it is essential to his disguise.

Merely maintaining his persona is one thing; the other side pursuing blame, condemnation, and punishment for our lack of morality is another.

The two are not contradictory; the conflict lies in whether punishing this action is reasonable but not legal.

Thus the Dawn Minister can naturally turn around and give the other side a lesson, further perfecting his performance through actual action.

Then he obtains that side's overly swift apology and invitation.

Thus, the purpose is achieved.

A series of actions both gives the other side room to doubt themselves and seemingly unconsciously clears suspicion.

Such recognition is more valuable, allowing him to avoid potential social exposure, and to interact more confidently with other Horse Girls, simply by attributing the reason to the New Universe.

Moreover, he can leverage the other's compensatory psychology to obtain treatment far superior to the starting point of ordinary contact.

In principle, this is a derivative of the suffering-body stratagem, but the ones who truly suffer throughout are the two unconscious lower-level members who clash between the sides.

Of course, with the Federation's medical technology, a broken arm is merely a minor issue.

Those with ideas can moreover transition to prosthetics, gaining a better life experience.

However, Aomo also doesn't care about the later fate of those two negotiators, for once cooperation truly begins, the liaison certainly won't be them; he merely wants to speed up progress a bit before training——

——directly letting the Beast King, who though has temporary identity registered with the help of the Two Worlds Safety Bureau, but precisely because of that identity is clean and even barren to the point of leaving no investigative room, and those in the know wouldn't even bother to investigate, to rush toward where the Moon Rush Symbol alter resides.

He naturally knows what result this will bring.

In fact, just the Beast King's Moon Rush Symbol alter's current performance already allows him to observe, infer, and draw some subtle conclusions.

This subtlety lies in the fact that the other party and himself are very similar in those conclusions.

Extreme caution in principle, unrelated to extreme boldness in principle, and also possessing execution beyond that of ordinary people.

Perhaps also not lacking in decisive, resolute decisions……

Standing in this desolate wilderness, taking a step forward, stepping onto a floor completely different from the ground just before, Aomo looks at the lounge still bearing abundant traces of emotional venting, and finally sees that the other side still has something worth being happy about.

Although this difference had been anticipated from the very beginning.

——Neuroticism and such, as soon as he saw the scene of those two Dark Road Base El facing off, it had already formed as a conclusion in his mind.

And finally, that severe suspicion is an expression of attitude toward the Dark Zaki ability, adding an extreme vengeful-social streak to the image of the nostalgic middle-aged neurotic.

Such a fellow as a leader is probably no good, his performance too unstable; with the wind he'd be super strong, but against the wind he could stir up all sorts of tricks.

But as the head of a cult organization, he's sufficient, after all a cult's daily routine is to bring disaster upon people and worship gods chaotically.

Confronting law enforcement head-on is often high-difficulty content, which they strive to avoid.

Generally everyone is just cautious and timid, using indirect means that avoid direct confrontation to wits and courage, scraping by with low-end challenges, which is precisely the Beast King's extremely cautious operational line.

It's evident that their survival environment in the Old Home Universe is not good; even wielding monster power, they still tuck their tails and act like humans, yet precisely because of this, dealing with them becomes somewhat troublesome for Aomo.

It requires taking a slight detour—namely, the thought he puts into his Dawn Minister identity.

"Can there be… any gain…?"

While he directs the temporarily summoned Galatron to connect to external power for electricity, a certain Beast King shows insufficient patience.

And beside him there is also a more impatient juvenile in form.

"What the hell! Turns out that mech big guy isn't you?!"

Doing the act still requires doing the whole set, especially for an outsider like Bi Ze unrelated to the case; Aomo has to take off that Dawn Minister outfit before coming over.

It doesn't take long; wearing armor cosplay often yields some experience, let alone his girlfriend having three Arknights.

"What does having three Arknights mean?"

It means they might often wear seemingly thin clothes (referring to swimwear skins), but their wardrobes also often have more formal, elaborate outfits made of countless accessories, pouches, tactical packs, etc. (referring to other activity skins and base skins).

Although most men who travel through flower clusters understand clothing that's easy to take off, here the understanding leans more toward the military domain and some fashionable trashy outfits.

Indeed, if the laundry process could be simplified, changing clothes before and after intense activity would be a nice thing, but over time one will inevitably try more; Aomo also thus accumulates a whole new set of obscure experiences.

Obscure yet not useless—look, your understanding of rapid donning and doffing of armor has deepened, hasn't it?

Let Bi Ze, although after the 'two Aomos present' caused him to crash and he curses and points fingers, yet he also didn't suspect the Dawn Minister who lacks an alibi.

Obviously, there is the very evident trait of the New Universe.

"You said you're an FGO player, so how come you don't know him?" Lazy to talk more with the stiff-minded alien, Aomo, after completing the power supply cycle, heads straight indoors.

Let Bi Ze and the Beast King, who are chatting, remember to keep up.

"I… I dropped the project later! And besides, just looking at that design, who would think it's someone from the Genji Clan?!"

"Don't drag yourself into the ranks of ordinary people, I believe your mind isn't ordinary," Aomo said coldly, almost clicking to open a bottomless extreme-speed scroll of the reactivated reception system, then ignoring the person beside him saying "You're scolding me, aren't you?", and replying to the Beast King: "Of course there's gain, but are you in a hurry?"

"I see… you're in a hurry."

"That's truly not wrong, but today's gain already counts as excess; I'm in a good mood, so I'm not rushed."

"Is it related to that… child? The universe."

"Oh right, where did the universe go?" Someone later realized, and the silver-armored warrior observing and recording the whole process nearby also heard and slightly turned his head.

The little girl, although her speech is a bit wave-like, remains well-behaved enough to be liked by everyone; even a mechanical life like Yuan Wei Chao is no exception.

"Let her try to find where those guys went; I feel that child has extraordinary talent in remote detection, and perhaps truly, as the name suggests, can connect to the universe."

"That's indeed true; I heard she could even cross the gaming barriers in the net world to find you? She also helped in the Guli Te Universe? Basically she's like the game ghost girl from Gundam."

This kind of praise seems strange to outsiders, like the Beast King and Yuan Weichao both looking at him, making him break out in a sweat instantly, but to Gundam fans it's trivial.

Aomo merely glanced at the Beast King, who seemed to have lost his Gundam comprehension, then continued with his task, finished scanning the system, filtered the content, immediately looked around the entire room, walked about inspecting for a few minutes, then stood up and clapped his hands.

"More or less, I'll say my hypothesis, or, why don't you go first?" Aomo looked at them, "I want to understand your current stage's ability."

"I can tell you… some decks, content, but, on-site, information deduction, no." said the Beast King.

"I don't have the reserves of those basic data."

"Alright, then I'll be more specific; Yuan Weichao, Your Excellency, please also record everything—this is roughly also the place your master hopes you will learn."

"Received." Yuan Weichao nodded.

"Well..." Aomo had just pulled up the light screen, preparing to directly use Jierbalisi's convenience to quickly complete a 3DPPT, when he just finished speaking, he then felt in his pocket a vibrating mobile phone.

"Just a moment." They said, looking at the missed call on it, raising their hand toward the three people to signal silence.

"Perhaps we should talk less about hypotheses and more about conclusions."