Chapter 1511: line with translation of chapter title

NO. 127: Your Worth

In fact, even before the competition started a week ago, Aomo had been adjusting the training plan for the Sirius Symbol, having run simulation calculations.

In the state of not having crammed at the last minute, her chance of winning was only 0.05.

It takes extreme scheming and enough luck to stand out among a group of newcomers who are neither new nor old, who are at their peak; such a possibility, or rather world line—probably one would need to be like the protagonist of a rebirth-system web novel, able to constantly S/L to climb to a miracle.

As for clearing it in one life, don't even think about it.

But if she had crammed and could step onto the field with the ideal training results from when the plan was made, her winning rate……

Let's say it could be 14%.

This is undoubtedly a huge gap; for mobile gamers it's high enough to be moving, but reality doesn't offer the chance to pull a ten‑times gacha, let alone multiple times.

A 14% win rate is still highly undesirable, let alone that this is based on the premise of ideal training results——

——before the training plan is executed, whether this result is ideal or not is still up for debate.

Discussing renovations in a castle in the air is essentially unnecessary, especially when those discussions are not ideal; you should somewhat feel discouraged and think about halting construction on that aerial marvel.

But Aomo here obviously had no such reaction.

Even the training was carried out straightforwardly, using a self‑designed method that, if made public to peers of the same period, would likely be harshly questioned or even criticized, to have Sirius Symbol follow it.

The main difficulty, composed of over thirty monster cards combined with the training field system, focuses on psychological tug‑of‑war and source energy torment; what is needed is the current ability to burst forth multiple streams of source energy in a short time while maintaining stable control and endurance.

There are also side effects; it will make Sirius Symbol's already somewhat off‑daily state become even more skewed.

As for showing multiple and obvious dependence on the trainer while in a skewed mindset…… this is generally considered a good thing for the trainer, beneficial to training.

But these are actually not important right now.

What truly matters is that she not only repeatedly went through with Bai Ren the tug‑of‑war of various monster cards capable of covering most of human desire, but also was granted by Aomo the authority to use the Hei'an Lujiai Er card, experiencing in first person the thrilling giant‑fusion form of the dark magic god.

By this point, Aomo's training plan could be considered to have received extraordinary feedback.

Or put another way, the training effect was 150%.

High adaptability does not mean one can wield great power, nor does it mean one can readily let go; Sirius Symbol's performance is not only an excellent, somewhat stunning qualification proof, but also points out to Aomo the true nature of her obsession.

Do you remember how, after Terex gave Aomo the Aberrant Bahamut proficiency, when he used that card he felt not only the desire tug‑of‑war of the Aberrant Bahamut itself, but also some of Terex's obsession?

When a monster card's proficiency is raised, the life trajectory of its stand‑in also lingers within; it is originally a conspicuous 'foreign object' that breaks the user's immersion, yet it can also be seen as an indirect help—preventing the user from falling into a state where they can no longer distinguish reality.

Most of the time, Aomo, who can distinguish reality from the game, does not need this kind of help.

But occasionally there are situations where he must give his all, not only with full ability, but also under the high load—or even overload—of stacking cards, super‑fusion, or attaching weapon cards.

At such times, this indirect help becomes very necessary.

They can determine that after the battle ends you won't need to be sent to a hospital psychiatry ward, but can wake up at home free of worries.

They can also serve as an aid to understanding the stand‑in, not through words or visuals, but by directly syncing from the mental realm, touching their deepest desires.

This is often an extremely complex presentation, not merely reflecting desire but also reflecting the despair corresponding to that desire, using the deep‑seated fear of not wanting to fall into such a state to make that desire more concrete and more intuitive.

Thus, not to mention that Aomo felt Terex's psychology from the Aberrant Bahamut, the emotional imprint recorded in the Hei'an Lujiai Er monster card makes the demon believe that the 14% chance can become higher, even up to over fifty percent.

Also because of that emotional imprint, he unusually accompanied a horse girl to the changing room, using words to stir her confidence and actions to guide her thoughts.

Sirius Symbol feels that Aomo's behavior toward her often seems like dog training, which is mistaken.

It is her own professional mindset inertia that creates this illusion, a fallacy of projecting one's own heart onto another.

Aomo is not a dog trainer, she is not a dog; Aomo is merely training people, pursuing her psychological orientation, and incidentally CPU‑ing her.

It may not be much better either, but the goal is clearly different.

After all, what he naturally wants is not a dog, but a Sirius Symbol capable of proving herself on the field.

Such a Sirius Symbol must possess advantages that other players lack, enabling her to step onto the same footing of playing to strengths and avoiding weaknesses to compete with other strong players.

She must also have a guarantee of obedience: outwardly resisting and being annoyed by the trainer's advice, yet actually carrying it out sincerely.

Finally, there must be a determination strong enough to stand out on a field where everyone has dreams and everyone has obsession, in order to achieve the goal!

——But this point alone is something Aomo finds hard to shape with any means.

This should not be something man‑made.

Indeed, trainers mostly promise benefits and a future to motivate the horse girls' fighting spirit.

But fighting spirit and determination are often two different things; the latter is not impossible to manufacture, yet if one wants it to last, if one wants to be able to let go of the restraints on the horse girls, then it must be their own thing.

Horse girls are ultimately not real horses; they will not throw themselves onto the track from birth to death, nor can they be driven forward by whips and reins.

Precisely for this reason, the main career dilemma for most trainers is not how to get along with those small girls of varied temperaments and quirky spirits, but how to wash away the lead from their will, so that it finally shines brightly enough to bear their own power and others' ideals, even if……

Even if it is extreme in ferocity, full of wildness, regarded as an ill omen.

Fortunately, as a horse girl at the end of her career, who should be in a 'completed' state, Sirius Symbol, despite her initial performance not being to expectations, ultimately still, through Aomo's polishing of those monster cards, the guidance of verbal interaction, and the final realization of card training—something a regular trainer could not accomplish, only able to wait for a fortuitous encounter after three years of grinding with the horse girl, which revealed her true intent through radical means—finally awakened her long‑dormant goal.

"One after another, that's tacit understanding! It's consensus! Everyone is now gradually accelerating! Is the real battle only now truly beginning!!"

"Start?"

In this mid‑race, as the mid‑race curve sweeps past and we enter a long uphill stretch of the field, whether it is the brown‑haired horse girl running in the lead, or the black‑haired trainer sitting in the stands and the three‑colored‑haired horse girl diagonally behind her.

They are all a silent response, differing in tone but the same in meaning.

"It must be the end, right?"

Rudolf thought happily.

She was almost about to rise from her seat when, in that instant, the mottled figure from her memory suddenly became clear; a semi‑transparent magic claw pressed down on her shoulder, she knew who did it, but rather than feeling grateful for that timely preventive judgment, her joy lay more in the renewed effort of her childhood friend.

"That's right."

"It's over."

From the opening, I have been watching her, and continually in my mind recording the skills corresponding to the flashes of light on her body, in order to confirm her remaining skills as a deduction‑type trainer.

Upon seeing this scene, I felt victory was in my grasp, even though the one chasing her from behind was the Triple Crown winner from the previous previous edition.

For the frequent activation of multiple skills, such veteran horse girls are not necessarily able to master it; they can only rely on a longer track to separate and fully unleash top‑tier techniques, and that Golden Tyrant is clearly not yet proficient enough.

And precisely for this reason……

It's time to end!

Uphill cannot stop her swift gallop; Sirius symbolizes that violent gallop like a propeller, pulling and tugging at the turbulent air, forcibly suppressing the chaotic storm constructed by the innate nature of countless horse girls behind her.

In between there is friction, there are bursts of chaotic current, entangled with grass clippings and water vapor from the projection screen that even those with good vision who instinctively watch the Saichang cannot help but look toward, looking toward that which only a technology screen and extraordinary eyes can see——the whole team's conquest and breakthrough of that violent tornado.

But even if their respective steady steps tear open the tornado, the source energy light on them that conserves stamina, torments others, and accelerates steps still flickers, yet they still cannot keep up with that similarly flashing radiance, whose frequency is even more stable than that of the vast majority of them, the vanguard.

Vanguard!

In that excitement where blood boiled, they threw aside the so-called Triple Crown King they shared with Rudolf!

Vanguard!

Unwavering first-class star! It ought to shine at the very forefront of all will!

Rose-red eyes point straight to the finish line after the four bends, as if beyond that is not the audience but a gate waiting for her to kick open, blocking what she truly wants to see.

Keep advancing!

The ominous star's swift gallop, the soul's howl, under her extremely arrogant smile, that which is faster than anyone and cares less than anyone about the burden of continually adding strain to the body from source energy, gradually becoming painful.

What countless people see, what the cries echoing around the entire Saichang shout, is only that brown-green appearance which seems able to outrun lightning, outrun storms, constantly advancing.

Unremarkable color, not kingly demeanor, aside from the source energy's light effect, only reveals a fierce and awe-inspiring appearance, like the posture of Chengtian Bai Ren's resurgence in the Dream Cup - Short Distance.

But she is right at the forefront.

At the forefront, she radiates that which neither storm, grass clippings, nor water vapor can obscure, allowing those spectators still fixated on the Saichang to see, the brilliance belonging to Sirius.

Not glaring, yet undeniably present.