Chapter 339: NO.102: What Even Counts as a Surprise? (x

NO. 102: What Even Counts as a Surprise? (x

In this vast, otherworldly space, one can see many 1:1 monster sculptures and even controlled live animal exhibits at a glance; the music of Mechanized Battle x isn't necessarily just for listening.

If real trouble arises, you'll truly need to summon a large number of huge robots, even the debut of super‑class units.

If you can't invite them, you can also invite》》》police raid《《《.

Anyway, everything will work out fine; before then, please don't blindly trust the value of individual monster incarnations.

And don't drag the other party into dangers they shouldn't be involved in.

Unless the guardian on the other side is also like the one from the Micro‑light Flying Steed, broad‑minded enough to say things like 'It's fine, no need to worry.'

But unless that petite horse‑girl can suddenly pull out a hammer that liberates dark power to reset the universe, Aomo will still pay them a bit of attention, lest they really be sent for soul restoration and bodily reconstruction because of their family's big heart.

Minors are still entitled to a free rebirth service.

Of course, the premise is that they are not malicious criminals.

The Terra Federation only has a minor protection law; it lacks the kind of measure that would provoke massive public backlash, to the point that the Heart of Terra would need to take an extra step to soothe people's hearts regarding small beast protection.

But even so, we hope good kids won't use that function.

The ageless beast incarnations are the same; the life and structure of another world mean their resurrection business might not proceed smoothly.

"Me too."

But it's also unclear whether she believed Aomo's words or, like Aomo, thought of the potential danger; Shi Huaiya nodded.

"So where should we go now? I haven't done any homework on this exhibition."

Actually, there isn't really any homework to do.

After all, the booth layout of each monster exhibition differs, publicity is kept low‑key, and everyone only starts checking the event and map arrangements by scanning QR codes after they enter.

However, Aomo has indeed skimmed through it once, so for now he can act as a guide.

But his answer is another kind of convergence:

"Let's first go see Xin Tiao Qian; the time is about right."

——

Booth 72 in Area B, which applied for a monster display spot, occupies several hundred meters or more.

This monster is either huge enough to serve as a boss in an Omega‑series theatrical film, or capable of going toe‑to‑toe with traditional monster works like Godzilla, or else it develops laterally.

And the result…… is the sum of front and back.

Disaster‑prone Monster Go'yavec (go'yavec)

This monster, once created by Xin Tiao Qian, is now a familiar hand for her.

A monster whose resting form is like a small hill, whose turmoil is like a collapsing torrent, with thick limbs and a body slightly compressed in length, resembling a crocodile.

Naturally, its massive jaw tension is even more exaggerated than a crocodile's, resembling that of a snake and hippopotamus, making it look very capable of eating.

But as an abnormal‑origin giant beast, it actually has little need to eat; its brief remaining life exists solely for the creator's battle.

So it's not meant for buying or selling; it's merely a display.

The essence of this monster exhibition is merely a visual feast—a display of various monsters and monster‑related items, involving sales, promotion, and exhibition.

These were also confirmed on the registration form when the booth quota was first obtained.

Their classification is also marked on the real‑time updated map.

The crowds in front of such booths are far larger than those at merchandise display booths, after all, most visitors aren't here to buy monsters but to see them.

If you expect them to spend money, they might just head straight for certain monster merchandise and monster games.

Or perhaps some not‑so‑expensive monster organs, extension drugs, or even small‑scale pet‑type monsters for large‑scale farming.

Xin Tiao Qian is actually quite interested in the latter, and has even considered making them herself, but she clearly isn't the type who can take good care of pets.

Besides, the agency forbids keeping pets unless one can guarantee proper care of everything, and won't let pets shed hair or make a mess—this is no different from a outright ban.

Otherwise, why not keep a mechanical dog?

Probably only Bourbon Sauce would have this interest… Xin Tiao Qian leaned boredly on the counter, then waved at Ailisuzhi not far away: 'Suzi‑chan, can you get those guys blocking the door to move?'

"They're blocking my view of the noodle stall's Gedi."

The ultra‑ancient komainu monster Gedi fits Xin Tiao Qian's idea of a pet very well.

Ailisuzhi, who was holding a device directly linked to the exhibition info and constantly scanning several companies' displays of monster organs and monster research content, heard this, first turned off the 'ort‑activated tissue display' video in front of her, then reached into the desktop drawer before her and pulled out a metal box.

"What method do you want to use? Using black smoke to drive people away already got a warning from the manager, but I still have six options for dispersing idlers~! Xin Tiao‑kun!"

She then began to list the test tubes in the box one by one.

Whatever foul gas, whatever spicy smoke, and whatever source‑energy potion that directly makes people's spirits subconsciously feel repulsion—just hearing about them makes one frown.

Xin Tiao Qian obviously wouldn't frown; she even listened very attentively, and when the other party later explained the potion ingredients, she enthusiastically exclaimed 'Oh!' 'Wow!' 'So impressive!'

Then, in the end, she vetoed it: 'Never mind.'

"Huh?" "We've already set up the booth; if a little snake comes over and eats it, we'll have nothing to eat tonight."

"Um…" Suzi, who had originally wanted to persuade the other party to give it a try, turned her head and glanced at the crowd outside, feeling that stuffing a trainer in there would indeed be quite awkward.

"But these guys are really annoying; I thought I could experience something different from Heaven Gate City here." The vortex‑like cherry‑purple pupils seemed to want to crush all obstacles in the field of vision, and occasionally such hostility would arise, making Xin Tiao Qian feel as if she were still living in the computer world called Cuckoo Terrace.

But where in Cuckoo Terrace would one randomly see monster traces?

Even when she was working her hardest, Kailifu wouldn't give all her models full 'instantiation'.

But when she herself intended to do so, she also had to regretfully admit she lacked his free‑wheeling power.

At most, she could materialize one or two monster models per month; any more, or if the intensity is too high, she'd end up unconscious, with a splitting headache as if she'd stayed up two nights.

At the same time, her mindset would also change.

After all, the materialized monsters use her own heart.

Those messy prefixes on past monster names were precisely the creator's evaluation, and… the state of her mind.

If the emotion isn't strong enough, the monster is just a cannon‑fodder.

But compared to positive, proactive emotions, negative emotions clearly show more power and are easier to gather.

"It's just because you were scared of our previous methods, so you didn't dare come forward to look at the model I had on display, right~" Suzi, putting the box back under the table and continuing to look at the product list on the screen, said matter-of-factly, "But really, most visitors are ordinary people; when they came, seeing all those huge beasts, I thought I'd see them walking around everywhere."

"Isn't there a stopping point? Miss Shi Huaiya's car is also parked there, together with Little Snake's car… emmm, why hasn't he come yet!?"

Xintiao Qian, who initially thought she wouldn't be allowed to come, now finds Aomo and them too slow, and is obviously starting to get bored.

After all, she had prepared to interact with many monster enthusiasts, but in the end the crowd came just to see her.

After driving them away, things are especially boring now.

If it weren't for the thought that Little Snake and them would come, she would have wanted to hand over the stall to the monster girl in charge of this exhibition area and drag Suzi off to browse other stalls.

"I'm more curious what will happen after you arrive—are you really planning to make it real? I'm starting to wonder how Guinea Pig-kun will react."

In the scarlet blinds, the unpainted gray-white model is reflected, showing that familiar ferocity and dignity; all that's missing are the two flame effects on top.

That is Aomo's demon form.

The complex scale-armor structure and those line patterns, even the outline of the chest fissure, are exquisitely detailed; the folded wings on its back seem to have been carved bit by bit.

Indeed, it is still just a lifeless object now, but she still has a certain 'spell' that is the finishing touch.

"That's why it's called a surprise!"

Xintiao said, when suddenly a commotion came from outside; the two looked up and saw Aomo squeezing out of the crowd.

Finally, he came.

The two, freed from boredom, thought this and each waved at the other, but also noticed that his hands were still gripping two people's hands in the crowd.

He also turned back at that moment and gave a hard tug.

He pulled out a disheveled-haired Shi Huaiya, and… a strange girl with orange hair and yellow horns.

"Ah, Bi Ze changed gender?" Ailisuzhi exclaimed in surprise.

"That's a monster girl, she's an Ace Assassin…"

Compared to reality, what's even more speechless is the companions' reactions, leaving Xintiao somewhat lost for words.

"How did he manage to drag the event's area spokesperson here?"

(End of chapter)