Chapter 375: NO.138 Canaan Is Indeed the Promised Land

Canaan City is one of the Holy Terra Federation's specially planned zones that encompasses parts of Iluo District, Falu District, and Shenzhu District.

In terms of land composition, it is also considered familiar territory to Texas and Lapland.

As for Aomo, his knowledge of this place comes from the college entrance exam and from the horse-girl domain.

Canaan City once launched an immersive infiltration-style college entrance exam that sparked heated discussion; flashy yet more exhausting, it was not only reported in the news but also became a hot topic among students.

As a student of Limen Middle School following the Eastern Yan cramming style, Aomo, even without paying special attention, could hear the cocoon from his classmates' chatter.

As for the horse-girl domain...

Canaan, Jiemen, Zhishu, Zhongshan, and Tianmen are known as the five major racecourses.

Last month's Takara Kinen was watched in Canaan City; this large composite urban area bears many G1 races in the horse-girl domain.

Needless to say, the Takara Kinen is the prelude to the classic Triple Crown: the Asahi Cup is the first battle of the Three History Hua Crown, the Sakura Sho is the first battle of the Spring Ancient Horse Triple Crown, and the Canaan Cup is also held here.

Also, the Hopeful Stakes, which rose step by step from G3 to G1.

Furthermore, the Canaan Juvenile Fillies, called the strongest race for novice horse-girls, the Oak Tree Race won by Miss Sky Shrine, and the only two central G1 dirt races: the Champion Cup...

Based on these key races alone, it is enough to prove Canaan City's prestige in the eyes of horse-girl enthusiasts.

Aomo's understanding of the horse-girl domain far exceeds a student's curiosity about this place's special education system.

However, it is only early July now; the most recent race is the Jiemen Mud Derby, which only second-year horse-girls can participate in.

This event takes place in Jiemen District, thus the horse-girl circles in Canaan City are calm and peaceful, limited to holidays and training——

——but perhaps only the horse-girl circles are peaceful.

When screams and gunfire mingled, and even the surveillance drones floating nearby emitted a squeaky noise, Aomo lifted a corner of the magazine covering his face.

From his reclined position on the bench, he had a wide view and could just see the distant building emitting smoke.

He could also see the drones gradually accelerating their flight around the building.

The advertisement images originally projected by those drones were filled with garbled code.

This is also a blatant sign of interference.

It is the standard equipment of crime in this era.

"I've long heard that this place is similar to Syraka, and this kind of place is indeed alike." Shi Huaiya, holding a cup of sparkling water, pushed up the brim of her hat.

"I heard the gangs in Iluo District have already been wiped out~"

Aomo's sigh, devoid of much enthusiasm, sounded like a mutter to himself.

But someone would reply: "Even if the clan is wiped out, the gangs couldn't possibly disappear completely; at worst they'd just go from surface to underground."

When said by a young lady who truly has gangster style, the remark carries considerable persuasiveness.

Aomo casually glanced at her swimwear, which was normally too revealing for daily wear but perfectly fine on the open-air diving balcony.

His gaze fell on the black crystal on her thigh, causing a slight doubt.

The other party clearly noticed his gaze, yet responded with a silent, signature smile.

It resembles Suzi's smile, mixed with an indescribable madness.

Looking at it gives a feeling of ill intent.

So...

Perhaps it's just an appearance retained out of some mindset...

Aomo, withdrawing his gaze, thought that modern people, in pursuit of their aesthetics, can even install non-human features as exterior decorations or even implants.

But merely adorning with black crystals is not particularly noteworthy.

As for the Archangel, who feels nothing about the atmospheric changes here, his attention remains on the topic.

"Maybe it's some special event; I heard my sister say the atmosphere at the Gospel Headquarters of the Shenzhu District in Canaan is great, just like coming home!"

Just as lazy as not wanting to get up, this girl shows no sign of her usual fondness for joining the fun.

Meanwhile, the comparatively excited person is actually the magic user who dislikes trouble the most.

"What event would use guns and cannons!!"

"And you guys, why are you lying down here?! Where did you change into your swimsuits?!"

Still wearing the red outfit that, after source-energy processing, can withstand the scorching sun, the black-haired, blue-eyed Tohsaka Rin obviously has opinions about the performance of these temporary colleagues!

Aomo also cannot help but understand.

After arriving at the location following a tiring journey by land and water, confirming the goods with the department's colleagues, signing, filling out forms, then turning around to see the temporary colleagues already lying on the deck chairs sunbathing——

Well, not all of them are here, though.

Some would choose the cool shade where the air conditioning takes effect, like a certain painter.

Others would choose to stand by the entrance of a tall tower, not far from the door, on standby to act at any moment, like a certain notary public executor.

But besides that.

Those two gangster young ladies will not let this fine sunny day over the similar land pass them by.

The blue-haired fallen angel is also not a workaholic; rather, she is quite responsive to the call of the red-haired angel.

So here lies a row of them.

Quite a sight to behold.

Following the principle of 'better not to do extra things,' Aomo never proactively suggested taking photos, but the Archangel did ask, stepped back to change the angle, and took several alternative group photos, posting them to the Penguin Logistics chat group and also to the Rhodes Island forum.

Then a certain Miss Kong and the Croissant Older Sister complained about not coming.

The former merely complained about the geographical difference, while the latter complained that Aomo had explicitly said the team didn't bring her.

"Aren't you afraid of being stepped on by a monster or something..." At that moment, Aomo silently changed the subject without a word.

Incidentally, he hesitated over whether to forward the Archangel's photo.

Still, he decided against it.

"If I had forwarded it, it would feel very troublesome."

Besides that, even a certain someone who ought to have lived long under the stiff indoctrination of Dongyan's ancient culture, the beast incarnation.

They also adapted well to the environment, changing into a set of Western swimwear.

The red wine on the table had been placed for only a minute before it was swapped out for Dongyan-brand baijiu.

Without a doubt, a certain Dongyan poet felt that the red wine at the Clock Tower branch in Canaan district was not to their taste.

However, only the small table beside her would have that thing set out.

Everyone else's tables had drinks they ordered themselves, and even Aomo had a soda set out.

Coffee and such… not only had nothing to do with the sun or the Mediterranean, but it was also a drink he hadn't really wanted to touch these past few days.

"Isn't there swimwear available at the entrance counter? Any size will do."

The advancement of technology is reflected in this clothing with free sizing.

But the negative impact of technology will also be immeasurable, as it deletes the segment where one can sunbathe without needing to apply sunscreen!

But it doesn't matter; just seeing skin in swimwear counts as a win!

Aomo hadn't initially expected this transport job to include such a welfare segment, akin to a sudden nine-episode swimsuit special, and moreover, most of those present were players.

Even Miss Mosutima turned out to be more substantial than her memories from another world suggested.

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The demon forced to join the abstinence club for over ten days due to a poorly soundproofed room had to rely on source-energy meditation to stabilize their mental cultivation.

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But that was only the case back then.

Nowadays he even covers his face with a magazine to sleep, showing how much time has passed.

At this moment, the contented demon sat up slightly, picked up their own soda cup, took a sip through the straw, and then said, "Aren't we just temporarily waiting for verification? Could something have gone wrong?"

"Yeah." Miss Shi Huaiya, who ought to have answered first, completely unbothered by the shift in speaking rights, simply added a +1 on the side and then glanced off into the distance.

She had a suspicion, and she wasn't the only one who felt that way.

"For example, could it be related to that explosion in the distance?" Just like an angel, she suddenly sprang up, her eyes seeming to glitter with starlight.

Even several hours in the car weren't enough for her to truly relax, and the Mediterranean near the Ilo region couldn't fully captivate her.

"How unfortunate, there isn't any!" Rin Tohsaka glared angrily at the girl who clearly had angelic features but seemed to love causing trouble.

"The handover went smoothly—too smoothly, in fact. We didn't encounter any attacks along the way, making me feel our preparations were utterly useless."

"Isn't it fine if nothing unexpected happens?"

Although I don't know what they prepared, Aomo seriously doubts their preparations will be of much use.

Furthermore, the best time for an attack certainly isn't when the opponent is on high alert, Miss Tohsaka.

Like right now would be fine—he himself is still waiting.

So upon hearing that, he just put on a helpless, "it's fine" expression.

"Want to sunbathe? Over there you can also swim."

He said this while also pointing to the diving board ahead.

For those with acrophobia, the high-diving board is somewhat difficult; for non-professionals it can even be dangerous.

But for spellcasters who command source energy, it's generally not a problem.

Aomo could tell from many clues that this place is actually quite popular, but for now the tower's staff mostly don't have time to enjoy it.

Part of the work they brought with them, and another part perhaps stems from the chaos far away.

"Wait a bit; I'll first stroll around the vicinity to see if I can bring back some local specialties as souvenirs."

"Oh? Is there a local guide? May I join?"

As for the souvenir segment, Aomo is naturally interested.

In fact, anyone who intends to maintain relationships wouldn't miss this segment.

Last time at the Takarazuka commemoration, we were still too rushed.

Before, the appearance of Dongzi Zhenren; after, a confrontation symbolizing the grandmother's side of the family—he had to turn back and go with the horse girls, having neither truly wandered around nor bought anything.

Just like racing the horse girls, the preparation and waiting for the event are extraordinarily long, while actual viewing lasts only a few minutes.

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But when it comes to local specialties, one always needs to do some research, so a local guide is still necessary.

Those who buy specialties at the airport or subway stations tend to seem rather arbitrary.

"Of course there is, you can come if you want, but I won't wait for you too…" "Want to buy specialties? I'm joining too! Texas, are you coming?"

"I won't keep you waiting too long."

Watching the angel spring up from the lounge chair, Rin Tohsaka finished saying what she had left unsaid.

Faced with the situation where 'bringing a gift as an afterthought' turned into a group gift‑spamming frenzy, she was quite speechless.