Chapter 317: with translation of chapter title

NO．79：A brand-new fulfilling day, beginning with the door being blocked.

The goal is three days later, namely once a day, a review drill that lasts a little more than three cycles.

Among these three cycles, Great Expansion Sun God and Aomo put together a mixed track list that both approved—based on Behemoth's past browsing records, they selected preferred tracks and even substituted similar ones to compile it.

Of course, they used morning time, after all, they still had to give the three horse girls their usual training in the afternoon.

However, the morning was originally Bopang's autonomous practice training time.

The cyber horse girl's training time is also extremely mechanical, always steadfast, unless there's really wind and rain.

One still needs to be careful about catching a cold.

In wind and rain, debuffs await you, which instead hinder the efficiency of subsequent training.

But now, besides the hidden risk of injury or illness, what can make her change her mind also includes the trainer's order.

Bopang is always obedient in front of Aomo, to the point that her 'Master' is understood by others as more than just a teacher.

At one point, it caused some misunderstandings both on and off campus, becoming a new weight that threatens Aomo's reputation.

Thus, in the cyber horse girl's internal threads, the outcome of the Master's command versus her usual command is that the former has higher priority.

It's just freeing up a bit of autonomous training time; he can make it up later. Aomo is quite practiced at adjusting the training schedule, although he doesn't want to be that practiced.

In fact, most trainers in this line flexibly adjust training plans, after all, the horse girls are teenage girls.

When throwing tantrums, wanting to slack off, or during menstruation, etc., these sudden situations often conflict with the trainer's schedule; truly being able to follow the original plan meticulously with minimal deviation is a rarity among rarities.

However, Aomo hasn't considered this point yet.

He hasn't gone to the chat room to complain, and for the old timers in the chat room, this is also common knowledge among common knowledge.

Normally no one would make a fuss over common sense, not even the trainer responsible for the Golden Ship's Jintian inner trials has yet found an opportunity.

Actually, Aomo could continue letting her train autonomously, but he still brings Bopang along each time, also intending to let her encounter the new things in the Gospel Class.

Having shaken off the electric killer's buff, he can readily come into contact with the cutting-edge products of the Mechanical Department, and also chat with the mechanical beings and mechanical gods here.

More importantly, she gets along well with Niyan Miss, and the Great Expansion Sun God Miss often seeks her out for chats during breaks.

Not bad, her social circle is gradually expanding, and it can also help him share a bit of the Sun God Miss's 'firepower'.

Actually, he is almost able to do it—understand the Great Expansion Sun God's gal slang in real time.

But on this basis, he is still somewhat troubled by the other's vitality that surpasses Qianming.

Fleeting remarks, endless topics, an exalted tone.

In short—a social terrorist.

Is this the sun? Indeed, getting close means getting roasted.

Having understood Yin Kaluos, the moon that has been tortured really wants to return to the shadows to be a dark villain, but practicing plate rubbing and tuning is a hard work indicator.

He ultimately has to face this temporary master.

This indeed requires someone to share the firepower.

Niyan Miss can feign death with armor, Xing Jialai directly activates watch‑show mode, and the two priests, Yuehans and Bailinli, who occasionally come to check in, are loyal and don't usually slip away.

Most likely, as priests they have resistance to enthusiastic elements, or they genuinely enjoy communicating with the Sun God—after all, their C‑team members always loudly cheer for the DJ horse girl in front of Aomo.

That at least counts as a die‑hard fan, enough to utterly crush Aomo, this DD.

But the die‑hard fans' strength is still slightly insufficient; these two priests won't stay long when they come, unable to build a sun‑shading formation for Aomo, so at this point the cyber horse girl's figure is still tall enough.

It's practically a Gundam!

Standing firm upon the earth!

Aomo enjoyed the cool in the shade, and thus spent the morning of those three days.

In the morning he brought Bopang to the Gospel Class.

He himself was learning to be a DJ, letting Bopang play on the side, and at one point Xing Jialai teased him, saying he looked like a single dad bringing his kid to work.

At noon he cooked.

In the afternoon he took the three girls to Telesen training.

During breaks he chatted with them about the morning's events, as well as the plans for renovating the kitchen, and also about recent rumors concerning Ludaofu.

After finding some free time to visit the student union and see Ludaofu Miss, exchanging pleasantries, he then inquired about the progress of the two pieces of news following the Moon Rush Symbol.

At night he cooked, then went to watch Chazuo and Bopang's night practice.

Engaging in basic knowledge filling for trainer or mercenary—drinking the coffee sent by Chazuo, then being disturbed by an earthquake or a startled cry, he rushed downstairs.

Checking out the exploding Xintiaoqie or Suzi lab, after scolding them he usually returns, and it's usually Suzi who hands him a red tea with an ill‑intentioned smile.

Turn off the lights, continue reading into the deep night, then sleep.

A fulfilling three days!

He didn't even have time to look at the A‑series supplement big gift pack that Bi Ze sent him.

Then, on the morning after those three days, Aomo had to face four people who were unusually early risers.

"What are you up to? Storming the palace?"

Holding the tray just about to be sent to the hall, Aomo had barely opened the kitchen door when he saw Bopang, Chazuo, Suzi, and Xintiaoqie crowded together.

They completely blocked the way forward.

Thus his expression also turned completely wooden.

A night owl and two lazy dogs getting up at eight in the morning genuinely made him suspect that the Junction Gate District was about to issue an evacuation warning.

Next should appear the 'adult trapped in the ruins' and the 'child who must inevitably be alone and unable to walk' awaiting rescue—fast‑forward to Ultraman fighting monsters!

Mr. Kai also occasionally used Line to ask him if he had encountered any situation, making it seem as though he were prone to causing trouble.

Absolute prejudice!

But this scene before his eyes really does look like something has happened.

"Isn't there a DJ performance!" Xintiaoqie asked with a laugh, that smile incredibly sunny, so sunny it made Aomo's expression turn wooden.

One part feels it's too fake; the other part thinks of Miss Sun God.

"Tunshujun! Talent show!" Suzi lifted her long-sleeved hands.

"Give me back my coat!" Aomo realized it was his white lab coat.

It was the clothing she had given me earlier, which I took to the office and hung in the hall.

Normally I don't use it; when I do, I have to go to the first-floor or basement lab, so I simply hang it in the hall, which is even closer than my bedroom.

And just as he spoke, Chazuo quickly followed, saying: "... I want to see the trainer and the Sun God's DJ..."

Speaking, she paused again, asking: "... Is that not allowed?"

Oh! A black shadow appeared behind her, moving to slash my neck—I'm really scared! Zhouri Ningjing, you damn!

Aomo had the heart to exorcise spirits, but he was also reluctant to put down the dish in his hand, and he saw the black-haired girl's inquisitive gaze.

The care hidden within made him silent for a few seconds.

"I think everyone can watch Master's DJ appearance." The last speaker, Bofang, sounded even more like the instigator.

I used to feel you were obedient and reliable, like Gundam...

Aomo remained silent, then helplessly raised the tray he was holding.

"Sure, everyone go, let's eat first!"

"Cherish this rare breakfast, you three!"