Chapter 1828: with translation of chapter title

NO. 443：Yet I saw all kinds of uniqueness.

Let her go, and enjoy that adventurous path.

In any case, his dealings with Qianming's representative are always like this.

The adaptable mind that can tolerate all sorts of abrupt actions by alien hatchlings also struggles to handle that even more free-floating, swaying spiritual resonance; the direction of being dragged along is always inevitable, only by withdrawing midway or the other party being in poor shape can the pace be somewhat safeguarded, but such a choice can obviously only be regarded as a kind of failure.

A failure like an abrupt diagonal lane change.

So he is not obsessed with chasing the pace.

If you're being dragged along, just let yourself be dragged along; the runaway horse pulls ahead first, the one who pulls ahead first is the inferior horse; running together in the same place always establishes a state of dragging, and dragging itself is actually proof that the distance between each other is not too great—true self-abandonment and true exalted realm, on the contrary, cannot be dragged at all.

Being able to be pulled is the threshold for regaining one's pace; one only needs to wait attentively, only needs to accumulate attentively—but before that, the necessary teasing is basically indispensable.

If there isn't something that makes you anxious, how could rallying one's forces become a luxury?

But the spiritual distance is ultimately not like a real racetrack constantly filled with self-imposed anxiety; at least for now it hasn't reached that urgent point, so he accepted the situation.

Especially when Qianming said everyone would not visit according to the so-called 'informant intel', but go directly to the racetrack facilities, and she had already completed the investigation procedures, he had nothing more to say.

What should I say?

"Investigation procedures?"

"Should be called assistance procedures; you should also know that Heaven's Gate City's vigilante culture is highly developed, to the point that clear local laws permit it."

"Can it be processed that quickly?" Aomo raised his eyebrows, "Or does the title of Triple Crown winner still expedite the racetrack investigation approval?"

"About this…" the big girl smiled mysteriously, then openly patted his shoulder, "It's a friend helping out~!"

"That's truly a friend with vast connections." Aomo sighed calmly.

Considering the fact that the other party indeed has done detective work, and that he himself indeed appears to be the type with many friends, there's no need to repeatedly marvel at the astonishing network of connections this horse girl possesses.

But saying that friends in Heaven's Gate City's governmental or security affairs exerted influence, managing to settle this application approval that same night…

It's somewhat remarkable.

It's not that Aomo is arrogant and thinks others can't build astonishing relationships in various fields like he can; he's just doubtful about this after experiencing several past encounters and reviews.

He suspected the other party had premeditated.

He suspected this time, like the previous ones, had a deeper meaning behind it that he had not verified.

Otherwise, how could one say?

She prepared what should have been a somewhat lengthy procedure for a sudden whim in just half an hour?

Ghostly rumour investigations are not prioritized like a bank robbery encountered on the road; they shouldn't have the kind of urgency of 'act first, report later', unless it's the premise 'The racetrack is going to hold a very important XX match tomorrow!'—in that case he wouldn't need to specially clear the screen; the already unblocked Jierbalisi network state only needs a thought: the schedule of recent months' matches at Heaven's Gate Racetrack flashes through his mind.

The most recent one is a G2 race a month from now, while the most recent G1 was in September.

Those that can be called recent, important races… basically the Champion's Cup in December, the Boundary Gate Grand Prize (formerly organized by Boundary Gate), the Arima Memorial (also sometimes organized by Boundary Gate District)… Those are events from when? It's destined that no decent treatment will come.

"Well, doesn't the trainer also have a girlfriend who is the Juanzhang of Teqiju?" She took a few brisk steps with a little hop, after scanning the QR code for entry tickets at the counter, she came back with lighter steps to hand out invoices, and when handing them to Aomo she leaned in and smiled, asking, "Hmm? You don't allow me to have a well-connected male friend either?"

"That's indeed a serious accusation."

Aomo took the ticket that clearly came from scanning a QR code yet somehow issued a physical ticket, responding with a smile, though that smile seemed somewhat unnatural in the eyes of the four onlookers.

"Hey! Stop chatting, let's go in first!"

Ailisuzhi, who habitually spoke impatiently, simply shoved Aomo Lindun: "Didn't you say time isn't that plentiful? Afterwards you also have to send me back to Qijun and them, right?"

"That's natural." Aomo said, stepping forward to catch up with Chazuo, who had already walked to the entrance.

Qianming's words somewhat hindered his train of thought. Compared to whether the other party had premeditated something to convey to him, those earlier words that made him unable to help pondering yet unable to think calmly kept seizing the priority of his thoughts; at this moment Suzi's words came just in time.

"Let's go."

Likewise catching up, walking right beside him, yet Aizhi pulled his right wrist to quicken his steps, as if throwing him a new problem to ponder, this oddity.

Meanwhile, the one who went to the other side did not imitate Aimu Zhiji's wrist-pulling, but instead surveyed this tranquil passage beside Beautiful Bay, seemingly just sighing:

"... the perceived temperature is 13°, and there's no sign of the temperature control system operating, yet Master also couldn't capture the spirit body……"

"Do you really think this light can photograph ghosts?"

Aomo wordlessly raised his arm, the large half of which was bare from his short sleeve, glowing with hair-light.

Compared to the blinding brightness of past days, this time it's much softer, so it can serve as a side-dish light during the meal when the power went out, and now it likewise spares these horse girls, who already undergo various trainings to make their senses—including sight—superior to ordinary people, the need to turn on flashlights.

Of course, Aomo actually wanted from the start to notify the android staff at the entrance to turn on a light, but Suzi kept shouting that they needed darkness for the adventure vibe—Aomo only felt this wasn't something she should say.

But Suzi is always like that.

Because each time she pulls him to do something, the purpose is so strong it's obvious at a glance; thus, whenever the sign 'definitely scheming against me' appears, Aomo remains calm.

One could even say it's excessively calm to the point of having a calming effect. For example, when several friends nearby show discomfort, the one who usually spouts nonsense still does so—actually bringing a bit of reassurance.

"Of course! This time the potion has Chazuo's help! You doubt our professionalism, Guinea Pig-kun!"

6!

This time we even persuaded Chazuo to help—don't use her as an experiment!

But as Suzi's 'old friend', Chazuo shouldn't be an ignorant person needing reminders.

"I have no objections." Aomo tried to raise his hands in surrender, but encountered some resistance, looking at Aizhi's hand still gripping his wrist, and then meeting her expressionless gaze.

Perhaps I should say something, but it also seems I shouldn't say anything.

For this girl who has never been able to hide her emotions since the past, and after being tossed around by her childish self and her little sister several times, she is now utterly without guile; all Aomo can do is avoid any stimulation, even if she has already gripped his wrist.

Don't tell her to pull back her steps for this behavior, which only dares to take a half-step forward after mustering courage.

"Quicken your steps and go straight to those few key points to check them out." He just said that to them.

"This racetrack is pretty big."

(End of chapter)