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Chapter 1549: line with translation of chapter title

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NO. 164: Can't wait to have people claim this old man

Although many tokusatsu works love to play with the trope of foes who share the same origin clashing, the one that truly maintains high-intensity consistency throughout is essentially the Kamen Rider franchise.

And while he wields monster power, with half a Leblondo suppressed in his soul, and now even more so as the monster-controller Aomo Lindun, even if he thinks about the battle team, it's hard to spare any space in his mind for those masked heroes whose motorcycles are barred from the field by local traffic law.

Even if his phone contacts list includes a shop manager named Kiryu.

And also a certain Eburoto who is always hanging out with Alexis.

He also still feels that the label 'friend-foe same origin' is basically just stamped on his work.

He is indeed driven by his hobby to seek trouble with those illegal organizations that use monsters, upholding the idea that monsters should fight monsters and establishing a policy of monster-fighting combat; he also consciously instructs his subordinates to prioritize monster-related jobs when taking on work, so that if they encounter something difficult to handle, they can immediately contact me.

This instruction is actually quite useful.

Even someone like Gui She, a rebellious youth, will obediently carry out the malicious mindset of 'I'll make you work overtime!', let alone the obedient members like Shijia and He.

Qian and Chen even more so need no explanation; they themselves are interested in monster-related research and commissions, and don't even need Aomo to say it outright.

Thus, the office's weekly and monthly tasks are completed very well; basically there's no need to worry about dropping below B rank; occasionally there can be a small surprise of increasing the collection on the counter; the office's signboard advertising its specialization in such work quickly got out there, and the more famous it became in the circle, the more it could help him network with those legitimate monster enterprises.

A positive cycle thus formed, also accustoming him to confronting hostile monster forces; this friend-foe same-origin situation is precisely what he chose himself; as for the other side—the work domain of trainers.

The job of a trainer, in a certain sense, is quite like Pokémon battles.

Once you think of raising those horse girls under you to compete on the Saichang, you are indeed walking the path of friend-foe same origin.

But...

What is this situation now?

Originally a case concerning horse girl victims, so it was handed to Nishizaki Yutaka, who was already responsible for assisting the Carrot Hero Team; efficiency wasn't high, and after a delay it dragged in an otherworld organization's involvement, instantly pulling in monster elements.

So he himself held back on the investigation progress, and also dug out that the club had originally been profiting from developing monsters; and when he felt the monster concentration in this case was unnecessarily getting higher and higher, he finally decided to personally investigate—

——and then discovered that even in this damn club there was even a batch of horse girl members?

You...

The friend-foe same origin of perpetrators and victims, protectors; of investigators and the investigated; of newcomers and new opponents… that makes it seem as if everything can be justified, obviously just a simple complexity of components.

Although reality always involves many factors and can't be made simple, when one truly encounters an organization whose membership is this unsimple, it still leaves Aomo somewhat at a loss.

He kind of misses those alien invasion organizations that pursued purity.

Not to save trouble, but simply to miss that stage of opposition which, although difficult, could also give him full motivation.

Although this damn stage is now tangled and complex, the actual difficulty is far lower than before.

The age of naively thinking that more people is an advantage is long past; when an organization's composition becomes so complex that it has all kinds of people, it means that splitting the organization can also have various corresponding ways.

When he realized this, he almost raised his hand to twist his nose bridge.

He held back.

Not only did he hold back from twisting his nose bridge, he also held back the urge to scratch his head in utter speechlessness; the cost was some facial muscle twitching, making him deeply feel that Li Mingqing's vest choice was correct.

But perhaps it's also because he had overly high expectations; he thinks he probably shouldn't use the strictness of a ruthless organization aiming to invade Earth to regulate a slacker organization that only exists to mess around with a group of athletes' lives—when he supports that somewhat facial nerve-paralyzed face, which is truly a fully paralyzed face, walking in that so-called public opinion layer, watching that bustling work pattern resembling a company or newsroom, and noticing that no one yet has spoken to him, he let out a relieved laugh.

Indeed, this place certainly has far more human vibes than the experimental layer; even the lighting is warm-toned.

Furthermore, countless men and women busy at work are swiftly conveying work demands in a concise and rapid manner; this professional quality once reminded him of when he previously opposed Commander Black.

He had once seen there joint military-police operations, and that too, despite not directly using thought transmission, still displayed ample efficiency in its concise speech.

That beauty of efficiency-laden human intellect made him feel exceptionally comfortable, while also making him sense the club's severe bias.

After all, it turns out that this news work is indeed their main line of business.

Hearing this group's tight-lipped utterances all concerning Umastagram, UmaLine, and various fragments resembling horse girl names, Aomo inevitably let out a silent smirk with his slightly recovered face.

This smirk, as urgent as a battlefield and as efficient as elite forces, is instead used for taking quotes out of context to stir opposition, solely to make those horse-eared girls and the suited men and women around them follow the path he has laid out for them.

Whether it's the path of success or the path of failure.

They don't care what path those people take; the department head who invited him over probably just wanted him to witness this scene.

If it were the true Li Mingqing, he too should, like him now, loudly praise Sparabashi.

Because the so-called public opinion is exactly the public's remarks.

This hall named the Public Opinion Layer needs a team of merely over two hundred people at a glance to cover the entire public's voice, to compel those trainers, racing horse girls, and even the horse girls' fans to obey its will.

They did it well, not lacking as a vicious masterpiece, making Li Mingqing praise it, making Aomo feel rueful; one is one, they should all be thrown into labor-thought reform.

And now, he has walked to the side of a door.

Here is posted what seems to be the member list said by that operator.

Each person's name and portrait are prominently displayed, taking up almost half the wall, while also featuring extremely detailed position allocation guidelines, and even more detailed design for touch-feedback guidance.

Rather than saying it's because they considered that not everyone in this huge hall's high-intensity work knows each other, it's simply due to the high frequency of new and old employee handover, allowing him to gaze at several distant walls, each position having this kind of touch-based explanation.

So it's the efficiency of high-pressure coercion...

Aomo shook his head, about to step back to the experimental layer, while in his mind he was sequentially removing the horse-eared females from that list.

That is a big gift prepared for Nishizaki Yutaka, Dream Journey, and even Zhouri Ningjing.

He believes that these, which look obviously not young, still have some agedness even given the aging speed of racing horse girls, are not like the expendable chiefs and core members who aren't in his information database, but will definitely bring them some shock.

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