Chapter 251: NO.13: Let you taste the might of the Kuxia Civilization's Judgment Crystal!

NO. 13: Let you taste the might of the Kuxia Civilization's Judgment Crystal!

Bi Ze, who could once discuss the concept of 'cherry blossom girl' at length with Aomo, has quite a bit of research on female beauty.

Especially underage females.

Of course, saying that would easily land this person in the police station, but this is merely discussing an aesthetic reserve.

Zhen Ji Ling perhaps harbors the grand ideal of making those who cannot comprehend her cuteness also be won over, but for the purpose of this trip, she merely wants to add color to her own cuteness with the concept of a 'magical girl'.

While still before entering high school, within the prime shelf-life of a magical girl.

Thus, Bi Ze, who naturally counts as one of her 'cute' audience members, is naturally the first choice.

A true fan ought to understand what fans see first.

But it is obvious.

Zhen Ji Ling added an extra goal to her actions midway through this trip, for example, the young trainer who was quietly communicating with Dong Shang Bian Ge.

"Does Miss Dong Shang Bian Ge have no preferred type of Magic Staff?"

"I don't need one; I have my own staff, which was a birthday gift from my grandmother."

"It must be the most suitable partner."

"Yes! Actually, I was asked by classmate Ka Lian to come consult on Magic Staffs; as for these auto-casting Magic Staffs… although I don't dislike that convenience, after all, it's the magic I wield myself that feels more moving, right?"

"Just like the difference between a car's automatic transmission and manual gear."

"Um, roughly so, although I also can't drive."

"Then more directly," the trainer gave a slight nod, his tone still calm, giving Zhen Ji Ling a sense of vague familiarity: "Power should ultimately be held in one's own hands."

"I feel… there's still a slight deviation?" Dong Shang Bian Ge said somewhat hesitantly.

"Then is it that handcrafted miracles bring enough sense of achievement?" "Yes! Exactly that!"

No way, Bian Gejiang, you're completely being led by the nose like that……

Zhen Ji Ling could clearly see that the trainer was unhurried, showing no embarrassment even when his words failed to match the topic; it was obvious everything was within his calculations, making her suspect that the first two answers were unnecessary pretense.

But what need does he have to do that?

He originally had a quicker way to build up Bian Gejiang's favor, or could have ended the topic to chat about something else, yet he still did this.

As for the reason, she understands it.

To delay time.

Continuing such casual chatter with Bian Gejiang to create the illusion of being busier, and to forge a wall preventing oneself from stepping onto this side.

And at the same time——

"Miss Zhen Ji Ling! Come see the built-in outfit combination displayed on this staff!"

"And there are two sets of combinations for these two staffs!"

The East Flame person named Bi Ze was also warmly greeting; clearly he had initially intended to retreat, but after the trainer mentioned it on his behalf, he promptly regained his initial enthusiasm and confidence.

He even showed a bit more genuine ability than before, and his several recommendations moved her to some extent.

This could make Zhen Ji Ling acknowledge that this gentleman has some insights into the way of 'cuteness'.

Such a combination of wall-building and tugging left Zhen Ji Ling with little chance to speak to Aomo again, but according to Aomo's occasional observations at that time, the grey-haired little girl did not retreat despite the difficulty.

She also glanced over here from time to time, staring at the situation here.

Perhaps the difficulty she herself created aroused the other's antagonistic psychology, or perhaps she regarded this as a mutual evaluation?

Aomo was somewhat puzzled, but he also knew he didn't have much time to wander here.

The Magic Dragon from Gui Yuan Zhi Tang could make contact at any moment—perhaps in half an hour, perhaps in ten minutes, or even in the next second—so he needed to prepare to step away first.

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Bi Ze led Miss Zhen Ji Ling to the stage of the staff trial segment, while he and Dong Shang Bian Ge, who should have gone to the backstage together as companions, were suddenly hailed by two uniformed man and woman walking straight over: "Is that Mr. Lin Dun?"

This caused the other three to turn and look, gazing at Aomo, whose expression was not surprised.

"Bi Ze, take good care of the two, or rather, have the two take good care of Bi Ze."

A young but nonetheless adult male, and two young women who are horse girls.

It's really hard to say who is taking care of whom.

Even though the latter are merely two third-year junior high students about to enter high school, they are likewise not to be considered weak women.

Thus came this strange entrustment.

Also at that moment, the female staff member, upon hearing this, looked at Bi Ze and the two horse girls and asked: ""Are they your companions? We will have staff look after them."

"No need, just treat them as ordinary guests," Aomo gave a helpless smile, then waved at the three over there: "Well… I'll step away for a bit."

"Eh!"

Bi Ze was about to raise his hand instinctively to greet, but Zhen Ji Ling beside him interrupted at that moment: "Mr. Bi Ze, Ka Lian will next entrust you to look after her; what the trainer said likely means there will be danger later, right?"

"That might also be… just polite talk," seeing the girl lean slightly, hands behind her back, smiling expectantly, Bi Ze, who wanted to rebut a couple of sentences based on his understanding of his good brother, still showed a smile lacking self-awareness: "No problem! I'll definitely protect the two!"

He also didn't forget to greet the little witch who had been chatting with Aomo, and he didn't ignore her just because she hadn't interacted much with him.

After all, he's a dd who is a single fan of many horse girls.

But do you want to listen to what you're saying?

If Aomo were still here, he'd probably complain about him, looking at those surrounding mages who are far more senior than him.

But he is indeed not here.

He was following the two guides deeper into the exhibition, having walked about five minutes.

Those two guides seemed to have considerable status, able to make other staff silently salute, and they also attracted curious glances from many artificers and mages.

Faced with those gazes, Aomo walked with utter composure, while his eyes also lingered on those display cases, as if reminiscing and satisfying his past interest in these things.

Magical devices, Magic Staffs, the crystallizations of modern casters.

Each one has an extremely creative design, and they also emit strong magical fluctuations.

Swords, hair ornaments, earrings, and even metal objects like eyebrow studs, nose studs, spikes, and prosthetics together show what a spellcaster's staff—or casting medium—can look like.

By this point, most exhibits have nothing to do with magical technology, but further back in the exhibit area, the many short rods in a dormant state bring the main topic back on track.

They are all Magic Staff waiting to be activated and extended into their true staff form.

At that moment, the two guides stopped walking, and Aomo behind them also halted, standing at the deepest part of the exhibition, which also counts as the exhibition's edge, following their gaze toward the distance.

There, four people stood: a black‑haired, red‑clad human woman; a brown‑haired woman in a red jacket with cat ears; a light‑gold‑haired woman with dragon horns; and a tall, black‑clad, blond‑haired man with dragon horns.

They were standing in front of a large projection screen discussing something, with a series of magic‑circle pattern decompositions and seemingly unrelated mathematical formulas hanging on it.

"Manager, the guest has been brought."

The discussion was cut off by that remark; the four turned to look, the three women showing similar puzzlement, while the tall man's eyes lit up, he told the women to wait a moment and then quickly stepped forward.

"Welcome, my friend, uh..." He started to say it, then fell silent for a moment, turned his head to look at the two women who were chatting behind him and another dragon‑horned woman staring at him, then turned back to Aomo and asked, "What should I call you?"

"Lin Dun is fine, Manager." Aomo said calmly.

"Sure, just call me Manager, or…" He raised the inhuman claw beneath his sleeve and pointed with his index finger at the badge on his chest.

【Xing Jia Lai】

【Position: Product Manager】

【Grand Dragon Magic Staff Limited Company】

Aomo gave a slight nod to show understanding.

Gui Yuan Zhi Tang's lot, though they go by code names, this successful netizen clearly didn't want to be called by that code name in such a setting.

Or perhaps they simply felt that title was a bit embarrassing?

The notions of the Dragon Clan likely differ from those of humans, Aomo thought this possibility unlikely.

"Just wait a few minutes, will that be okay? Just a few minutes," Xing Jia Lai said unpretentiously, asking in a negotiating tone, then continued like an old teacher at an academy, "I'll come after I finish explaining that set of magical principles to them, or if you're interested you can sit in."

He glanced at the thing on the projection board, and Aomo immediately raised his hand:

"Just go on, don't worry about me."

Can't even understand it, let alone sit in.

But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and reached into his pocket.

When Xing Jia Lai had already nodded in response, turned back, and reunited with the few women he knew only superficially, Aomo's eyes already showed a fine network of lines like a circuit board.

If Xi, who had a high‑intensity clash with Jialatelong, were here, she could recognize that the pattern resembled the red core activation pattern on Jialatelong's chest.

【Jialatelong Monster Card】

【Core Scan】

With those eyes, he again focused on the projection board, and in the next second rows of text unfolded and expanded before his vision, instantly filling his entire field of view.

This also caused the long‑dormant crystal embedded in his brain to emit a warning.

【Warning, warning, abnormal information influx detected, being processed】

The next second he felt his forehead heating up, and without hesitation he chanted a freezing spell on himself.

"Xing Jia Lai, Manager, have you finished processing?"

"I can only keep the guest waiting a moment, I'll finish explaining this part of the magical cycle and then——" "But your guest has frozen himself."

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