Chapter 1560: line with translation of chapter title

NO．175：In short, this month's friend fee

【Is that so? Should I say it's not surprising that she already noticed? Or should I lament her laziness that only gets motivated when I speak up?】

【Indeed, the runaway of monster cards and inner mind mutually reflecting is often hard to truly pin down. Without the Beast King's help, I probably wouldn't even notice the slight imbalance between Aizhi and Bourbon there.】

【Compared to the mindset change that doesn't really hinder life, the emptiness and depression caused by scorching possessiveness are much more obvious.】

Hmm, I've also been keeping an eye on Xiao Xi's side. Don't be like that; it's because you and Qiena are too open-minded in this regard, already far above the average of transmigrators.

Sigh, Yishamala basically doesn't care about others, or rather hasn't thought that much; the views on love of the Faction and the Deep Sea Hunters are each vastly different, another matter entirely, and comparing her to you is even more out of the question.

Hmm, go on, thanks for your trouble. Remember to let the group know which two dishes you'd like for dinner, and these few days also find time to trouble Shu with teaching… uh… these two dishes, I wonder if they're meant for me to eat?

Enough, enough! There's an outsider present, we need to be careful.

"... At this point, do you again think I'm an outsider?"

The function of displaying the eyeball has long been lost; relying solely on a surge of emotion to let the red light in the eye sockets carry the gaze, the Beast King gazes at Aomo, who swept away the blue-haired dragon girl, with a subtle look that others cannot comprehend.

"As for emotional private life, isn't everyone except me an outsider?"

Aomo, who could understand his gaze, spoke righteously: "Don't you still want to hear me reminisce a bit about my combat record on this side?"

"Then I want to ask whether your body had this kind of experience before it was shattered."

"... Between us, we should have a more proper topic."

"What do you mean!" Aomo assumed a look of not wanting to let Him go.

"I actually think we should have this kind of topic between us; otherwise, all memories are just unsettled business, and there really isn't anything worth remembering."

"... It's not worth it either, memories concerning another universe's self; everything should be buried in dust."

"Just from these words, it's not hard to imagine your past life, and this will also make such a topic more meaningful."

"... Nonsense."

"If you want to say it like that, that's fine," Aomo sighed, raised his arm and patted the other's "but don't let me know you secretly look back and recall this conversation, otherwise I'll laugh at you in your memory; how about using this audio file? hahahaha. jpg."

"... You're like this, just like someone talking to themselves in front of a mirror and making faces, a scary person."

"'A clown, right?' he said, withdrawing his hand and also dropping the somewhat jumpy communication style he had when chatting casually with Bi Ze and David; Aomo twisted his nose, then looked up at him and said, 'For the Beast King to have such a worldview that empathizes with the masses is even more absurd; have you been wandering around the Federation observing things these past few days?'"

"I'm looking for, the Faction."

The Beast King pointed out that the other's remark made Him sound like an idle loafer, even though it was true.

Even because of the inherent danger of wandering around, He has been watched over by vigilantes from various places, including Lipiya.

Although He claims not to want to affect this world and thus always runs away quickly, but since He has been watched before, even if only Lipiya would mention this to Aomo, it's enough for the latter to glance at Him with a subtle look upon hearing His stubbornness.

"Well, look for the Faction," having grown accustomed to the comfort zone of smooth topics, namely the key called "non-contention," Aomo redirected his gaze toward the two second-loop horse girls who were sprinting in the pool, kicking up waves like a tide, and asked, "Then regarding the Faction, have you contacted Mr. Xiqi, Miss Dream Journey, and Miss Jun Chuan?"

？

Although he had no eyeballs, Aomo read from that gaze a meaning that made him weary.

Don't look like you're wondering why we're looking for them; I clearly told you that the current main force of our investigation is the three powers behind them, and they will directly extract that organization's backbone by starting from the horse girl group in the Light-Seekers Club.

"I don't care about that club," said the Beast King.

"Even if they are the Faction's main cooperating organization?" Aomo asked.

"They, impossible, all rely on that club."

"Ignoring the big issue and going after others' little tails?"

Without a word, he flicked aside the speed and time statistics of Bourbon and Aizhi just now; with a swipe of his finger came two strips, then two more groups—commands to adjust swimming mode issued simultaneously, transmitted via the pool's own intelligent control system turning into two message boxes in front of those two; only after finishing this did Aomo turn his head to look at him, continuing his unfinished complaint:

"What is this pride and conceit of yours again?"

"There are still eleven days, right? Time is quite ample."

Meaning one can just waste it? This lax, casual attitude really does easily set itself apart from my own Aomo Lindun, making that slight envy I just felt turn into, just as I heard the next sentence:

"Moreover, the main person in charge of this case is you, and I'm not in a hurry."

Shirking responsibility, he went under the eaves.

"Could it be that this matter was originally your related case, while I have no connection at all and yet had my social rights sealed for a few seconds?"

Even when confronting Sirius's concept-stealing, Aomo Lindun can clearly state that pursuing dreams is what they ought to do, not something done for themselves, and naturally he won't forget that he himself is the victim.

"So you don't care?"

"I do!" Aomo answered unusually succinctly.

"If I could get a batch of monster-related goods on the books, causing a stir would probably also help me advance this world's monster-related industry development; how could I not care?"

Rather, it might be better to take the lead; if the opportunity isn't there, giving it to others is fine too, but when it's right in front of him, even though he should be focusing on training the horse girls, he can just as skillfully squeeze out time to pursue an 'I want it all!'

"But your attitude is dampening my enthusiasm a bit; is there any compensation?" he asked, adding, "It's not the same as the pie I just drew, it's compensation you can get right now."

"You, you want monster cards again?"

Having been extorted once already, the Beast King looked down at him: "In this world, you shouldn't have the same troubles as I do; why are you still pursuing greater power?"

"I think you misunderstood; I didn't say I wanted stronger cards, although power is always the more the better..."

As Aomo shifted his tone, then shifted again, his fingertip slid across the illuminated screen, pulling out three photos that clearly show the clothing and eyebrows, appearing rather early.

"Look at these three: free as wind, guarding like the moon, fierce as wolves—what kind of monster scenery could they reflect?"

"……" Upon hearing this, looking at those three cyber name-card photos of the horse girls on the Saichang, the Beast King said nothing, merely directing again that inscrutable gaze—which no bystander could discern, and in fact no outsider could ever fix upon—at this Aomo Lindun.

This Aomo Lindun, no matter how he looks at it, seems to have gone awry in another way.

"That is monster power."

"I know." Aomo said.

The Beast King added: "The power that can easily shake human-made things is synonymous with fear."

"But it certainly does not only represent fear." Aomo replied.

"Don't you think? Beast King, don't you think monsters are not just life, but also, like human joys and sorrows, can have significance beyond mere violence?"

"For example, using them to train a group of running women?" the Beast King countered, with a hint of sarcasm.

「There is also a part that is girls. 」Aomo emphasized.

「In a peaceful era where not everyone feels threatened, the meaning of monsters will also absolutely not disappear. 」