Chapter 1952: NO.572: Detestable Gravity! (Wishing Success in the College Entrance Exam)

NO. 572: Detestable gravity! (Wishing success in the college entrance exam)

NO. 572 Detestable gravity! (Wishing success in the college entrance exam)

Even with an exceptionally mature information filtering system, Aomo Lindun's terminal still receives as many and mixed messages, mixed and chaotic.

At such a critical juncture as the present, this is even more the case.

Blessings, congratulations, requests for on-site photos, notices about public security management, reminders of surveillance results, and advance plans to open champagne and organize celebrations and venues……

It can be said to have everything that ought to be present.

Even some messages that have been stockpiled for a long time, such as the invitation to attend a class reunion, have already been put off to the point of refusal.

On the contrary, the message from the director of education inviting him to give a one-day lecture at his alma mater when he has free time received his positive response. Although the time is not set either and the delay is visibly apparent, it is at least a commitment that needs to be fulfilled.

Even among such stockpiled messages, there is even an interstellar transmission from the Beast King.

The reason why information that should be important can be stockpiled and put off is that over the past month or so, His messages have been rather plain.

Plain to the point of being essentially work messages.

If it were someone else sending a work-help message, he wouldn't care, but when it's the Beast King……Bufugemen'er, you really work hard, huh?

You really work seriously, huh?

I let Molisen casually chat with you, reshaping your pronunciation habits back, but I never imagined you could work like a normal person.

Although the class is high-end, things like the gamification of the microscopic world……sound like they want to develop a new channel for processing the dying population.

But this is still work, right?

Although he firmly believes in every 'self,' believing that He must have His reasons for doing so, but idly chatting with himself about work progress and asking whether he has channels to contact related information——this kind of talk sounds like it wants to boost his spiritual vision, yet also like probing whether his technical upgrades overlap——makes him not exactly wary, but he genuinely can't muster enthusiasm.

Especially since the recent messages also mentioned the project team leader splitting his own soul to stabilize the project itself, and team members using something like an omniscient omnipotent book to interfere with civilization's progress——this sounds like an exaggerated operation similar to the situation at Rhodes Island Company's headquarters, making him inwardly feel a silent 'Wow, Four Nations One, why don't you go talk to the Black Snake and Old Two?'

Kexiqie and Wang, both members related to Rhodes Island Company, the latter also being Ling's second brother and thus also his second brother, show an even earlier closeness in the Beast King's messages than his own interactions——this guy has been discussing work with Old Two earlier than with him, meaning they've long been exchanging technical improvements on concept division, integration, and realization——for Aomo, hearing this once or twice is enough; more is truly unnecessary.

Before coming into contact with monster cards possessing similar abilities and authority, Aomo had no thoughts about these techniques, which, while not too surreal, were far beyond his capabilities.

Although he is striving toward perfection on the path, taking too big a step results in something everyone understands.

Before he must engage with monster abilities and practical necessities, he would rather allocate this free time to his own work content.

Seize the moment.

The premise of being mindful of danger while in safety also requires first being safe.

After several months, not to mention the stubborn Anqi Jun, the beast user Apon also had the chance to complete commissions together with the office staff. Consequently, many problems needing guidance and correction have been exposed; this kind of work at the mercenary agency level, as well as Aomo's role as a Teileisen trainer, cannot be considered truly relaxed work progress:

Constant training results, plan revisions and re-executions based on those results……

It can be said that he isn't overly busy, and even has plenty of idle time that makes him convenient for others to 'ambush'.

But he also consistently has his own 'self-imposed overtime'.

There's no need for interstellar overtime content to cover.

It is precisely under this premise that he has already sorted the Beast King's messages into the Sky Divine Palace's friendship-support information-processing mini-program.

——Capable of relatively accurately and concisely organizing all input information, its observable effect is: being able to condense several thousand characters into a few dozen, and several hundred characters into a few sentences.

A highly excellent mini-program, though it is a proud creation of the Sky Divine Palace, it has not been uploaded to the app store; instead, it circulates only in a personal small circle, which also counts as proof of friendship reciprocity.

Whether trainer or horse girl, the greater their achievements, the more they need its assistance.

But Aomo also won't hand over all information for it to process.

Especially certain content that needs to prevent leakage risks.

The Beast King's messages are still rather extraordinary, making one think they're from some comic or game scene; spreading them isn't a big deal, but messages involving privacy topics and major case details are another matter.

For example, the Gate of Great Sin that has lain dormant for nearly half a year.

【Tuohai: Very close to last week's predicted trend; should be just as you predicted, not off by a bit】

【Aomo: Don't say it so seriously-_-

【Discarding the verification and exhaustive search of four prediction routes makes no difference】

【Tuohai: In short, we truly need to get ready!

【Although I feel I've already said this twice】

【Yamei: If there hadn't been a startle last month, it would just be a once!

【Why rush when a big event happens? ~】

【Tuohai: The value curve is indeed high, what can be done? I can't be careless, Aomo was serious back then too!】

【Aomo: Alright, just like last time, focus on battle preparations】

【Risks are always better to mistakenly catch than to let slip】

【Yamei: Okay oh

【But this time the scene is really exaggerated, Aomo bro, cheer up!】

【Aomo: Mmm, cheer up, mutual encouragement】

Having turned back from the message, Aomo walked through the staff passage, gazing at this familiar yet unfamiliar massive building.

Boundary Gate District Racecourse.

Similarly, the Japan Cup, watched by over a hundred million people, was held yesterday at the Heaven's Gate City Racecourse, while today's Dream Cup Long Distance returns to the original starting point of horse girls and horse racing culture.

The temperature at the end of December is really not warm; a glance at the queuing audience shows either plainly wearing down jackets and thick wool coats, or, like the previously seen Speed Lady and Saint Liste Lady, wearing temperature-controlled out-of-season attire, but even more conspicuous than their clothing is obviously the long dragon of queues almost blocking the whole street.

If the highway weren't similarly clogged by traffic, those spectators who squeeze through gaps and are a mixed bunch would probably not mind gathering on the road.

Indeed quite exaggerated.

This doesn't even count the many who aren't rushing to queue, merely killing time at nearby cafés, arcade shops, etc.

These people are usually waiting for the true pre-race hour to arrive.

The Boundary Gate Racecourse, experienced in hosting such mega-events, had already released publicity; regardless of whether one is old-timer or not, anyone interested would know that the true entry peak is one hour before the race, when all gates are opened to operate at maximum efficiency, with hardly any slow ticket-checking segment.

Entry is also the most comfortable.

So when you realize that the majority are the spectators who haven't gone to line up, you also come to know that this event's spectator scale is benchmarked against the previous Arima Memorial, and it is also the largest scale that the Xiangyu siblings can access.

Also don't mention those two.

This time, the acquaintances who came to the scene under the pretense of cheering for Aomo were all present. Even the Grey Crow Agency, the Love and Peace Café, and Chen Huijie, Xingxiong, and Officer Mumoku, who originally worked in Heaven Gate City, took special leave to come watch the race—among these people, more than half lacked experience watching horse races live, and they were inevitably shocked by the scale of the scene.

Unfortunately, Aomo didn't have much free time to meet with them one by one.

Although they arrived earlier than ever before—already three hours before the race—the positioning of this race was indeed no small matter.

Some tedious verification procedures were completed locally, taking up a lot of time, and Aomo himself was also checking the on-site security strength and any information that might affect the race.

And—

"Trainer."

"Huh?"

"You remember, we talked about going to see the monster exhibition after the race, right?"

"Of course I remember—has the schedule changed?"

"No."

This is Bai Ren's small talk.

"Trainer~"

"Speak."

"We agreed that if I win, you'll be my dog for a day! Are you ready?"

"There's still this?"

"You tacitly agreed to it back then! Now you're refusing to admit it?!"

"Silence could also be seen as ignoring it, but I can give you a chance to change the terms of the payoff."

……

This is Tianlangxing, who, after speaking shockingly, began negotiating demands with Aomo as if haggling at a vegetable market.

"Miss Qianming, what do you want to say?"

"Hehe~ Trainer, you've got keen eyes!"

"I think Miss Qianming is better at expressing herself."

"That works too—no wonder it's me! To put it simply……"

……

This is Qianming's representative.

When it comes to this point, there's no need for Ludaofu Xiangzheng to further interpret the scene; you can also realize where the biggest constraint lies that prevents Aomo from meeting with them all.

In this large athletes' waiting room that looks like a pre‑race relaxation area, everyone had their own phones, game consoles, novels, and manga to read, and their occasional chatting highlighted a laid‑back vibe—not just Aomo's team, but other trainers with horse girls, and horse girls with horse girls, were similarly relaxed.

But everyone, to some extent, shared the same self‑awareness.

Or rather, the same intuition.

Although no horse girl said you had to be here, ……

Gravity had already taken effect.

?? Unrelated tips:

? Perfect update timing—just in time to wish all the examinees taking the college entrance exam good luck.

? But having said that…

? If you're still following this update on the eve of the college entrance exam…

? I hope you're seeing this after the exam.

? (End of chapter)