Chapter 639: NO.8 It

Aomo couldn't help but admit that divinity is a noble quality, yet it is also a scarce resource among deities.

Of course, this does not refer to some label that would take extra damage from a special attack, but rather a kind of mind, spirit.

Someone once said: humans evolved from animals; having taken human form, if we further evolve from human form into the divine, then to cultivate personality we must exterminate animality and give rise to divinity—only then can human progress reach its utmost.

Divinity is precisely the end of intellect, also a symbol of transcending the mundane, and furthermore it is what is supposed to belong to the so‑called gods.

But it is regrettable that, among those supernatural beings who are granted the position of "god" and consider themselves gods, even if they possess this "divinity," the proportion is not high.

It is even lower than that of some Ultramen.

Dali Arab is undoubtedly a typical case.

Indeed, Aomo once, on a sudden impulse, considered confronting the Three Goddesses, but at that time what he had in mind was to rely on his silver tongue to take the moral high ground and point fingers.

This would probably be effective against Ga Duo Fen Arab and Bai Ye Er Turkey.

The Horse Girl Goddess representing mercy and the Horse Girl Goddess emphasizing discipline both possess genuine human aspects while also being quite intellectual.

But it is merely like the "almost" just used; there remains a lack of sameness.

At present, you are each voicing your opinions on the precision of cake making, without noticing that Rongjin in the indoor corridor has slightly shifted his position and stance.

"And you must certainly become a trainer in order to guarantee you regain your brilliance."

Even though the cooking time hasn't yet passed, Rongjin also feels that letting you come over is a bad idea; after all… have you and Aomo Shiny's major contradiction in dessert making from the past been resolved?

For example, the plain black‑forest cake in Bopan's hand becomes more uniform and slightly longer under the scraping of chocolate chips, whereas Chazuo's work actually mixes in a large part of the differences, and the cream layer is also somewhat thinner than the cake layer, reflecting your certain resistance to sugar.

But beside Aizhi, that faint shadow is tilting its head doubtfully toward Rongjin's side.

And on the other side of the cooking room.

"And there is that possibility."

In order to be reported school‑wide for commendation, Rongjin ultimately chose to apologize.

The chocolate chips are uniform and nearly equal in length; it's as if measured with a ruler, the cake and cream layers at the cut are also uniformly and stably distributed, just like a single piece on an industrial product.

"…So it really is 90 points?"

"You don't really need to?"

"Master, please confirm the quality."

When Rongjin raised his finger to signal you to be silent, you suddenly performed the twisted military salute you learned at this place.

"Because you are you, you are you."

And Aimu Zhiji, who has witnessed my manner as a trainer and how I interact with the horse girl at hand, suddenly lowered her gaze to this simple look, rapidly tapping her phone.

As soon as the words fell, your figure had already faded away, and the voices from both sides resumed: the desert hero was chatting with Aomo Shiny about possible love‑blights in the New Universe, because you think the furnishings outside the dream are a subconscious effect—either Aomo Shiny himself, or not the New Universe's liking, or a mix of both.

I said, glancing at the cake left under Bopan's cooking table, with cherries evenly placed on top.

That hot‑tempered male god may differ from the big kid, or perhaps even this sentence, ending with a whisper in the ear, is also held with a childlike playful heart.

"If you have misremembered, you and Duo Fen Arab on high never mentioned cancelling the bet."

Chazuo and Bopan, who have seen the screen's content, looked at that strange pair and couldn't help muttering whether this might also be part of the trainer's recovery plan for classmate Zhiji—outside your impression, classmate Aimu Zhiji's mental state is normal or not.

That makes the demon sigh from the heart outward.

But unfortunately, he encountered Dali Arab.

Outside the whole office, only I and Chazuo have a normal cold regarding sweets and sugar.

Chazuo and Bopan were chatting together with Aizhi; the former had already, as soon as one ended, busily shifted away from the Moon Gentleman and rushed to the side of the latter two.

Rongjin looked, the smile on his face changed as he replied: "Because it is indeed our first meeting."

Of course, this caused the light screen to light up, asking "Brother, did Sister Aizhi go to his place?"—the true cleverness often lies between the two.

"As for matters related to the New Universe, this you also…"

To be frank, speaking solely of such animals as horses, odd‑toed ungulate herbivores hardly relate to the concept of "beast."

Shiny Elder Sister is a boy who is somewhat dull in emotional expression, and whose response to any unknown situation shows relatively cautious conservatism, while Clever is a child good at concealing things; even if they say there is or isn't a contradiction between them, Rongjin will still direct his gaze toward them.

Thus, at this moment he put his hands forward two steps, then had no leisure to observe this difference between himself and his classmate Bopan; Chazuo slightly lowered his ears.

"It's still just a miscellaneous segment; you can handle it yourself, and before you finish, your side will slowly need his and these two's help."

"On what basis is he so certain?"

"Trainer, inspection."

"In the performance of precision, you originally have no fixed foundation, so your demand for regression will be more tolerant, and Chazuo must understand that even 'precision' as such, each person's performance is also the same."

This goddess, said to be the transformation of the paternal ancestor of today's roughly 95% pure‑blood horses, holds the highest rank among the Three Goddesses, yet possesses the highest proportion of animality among them—quite literally, in some sense, excess leads to reversal.

Let alone beasts; it is simply not a monster.

"After asking that, one should reflect on one's subsequent state."

"Taking running as the goal, his stride and step length with Bopan naturally could serve as a standard, and the precise motion correction he must achieve could also be like Bopan's."

【You suddenly recall: what was it like when he later met Aomo Shiny with the appearance of a first encounter?】

Arguing with that sort of fellow is reasoning; a few sentences and it's already at a loss, once lost you just hear the retreating words, and the verbal sparring is hard to evolve into a physical clash.

"…Is the trainer coming?"

Again looking toward Chazuo's side, placing the uniformly colored chocolate chips into a somewhat sparse black‑forest cake, this is thinking of yourself, not of yourself.

And Dali Arab also has no further retreat demand; the families' respective reconciliations were simply completed in that simple‑complex‑single way, letting Rongjin recall the big‑kid contradiction he still had at the welfare institute.

Whenever one is the younger sister, she is always this obedient; whenever one is the older sister, looking at her always makes one weary.

Visually speaking, those two black‑forest cakes are, just as Rongjin hopes you will learn 'precision', nearly identical.

Thus, recalling again the confrontation at first sight…… I am forced to draw this conclusion:

It sounds like it has no reference value, just as searching for a missing person also includes seeking the place the other party would dislike staying.

The conversation here has already jumped from knowing to feeling; nowadays the topic of tail‑fur maintenance is only slightly related to the New Universe.

"What if you end up signing with another trainer?"

Naturally, their foundations and standards are the same.

That's not difficult, after all, Zhen Jiling is still a middle school student; whether there is a trainer or not, one must honestly follow the school schedule and finish class.

To be honest, does he still intend to see this bet through?

……

As for this, Aimu Zhiji felt nothing; she merely withdrew her phone suddenly and quickly tapped:

But Rongjin could also say you're off-topic; after all, I haven't heard many clues that could be referenced.

Around 90 points, but nobody scored 90.

Chai Gui could hardly imagine you two imitating and restoring step by step according to Aomo's shining rhythm; the prototype of that cake, the little base, was in this cake packaging taken away by the Moon Man.

"... Really?" Chazuo, who had lifted his eyes again, readily believed it was the trainer's kind lie, then saw the trainer pull out a tissue, wipe his mouth, then walk over to the two's cooking station, slightly bowing to examine the cakes each had kept.

Based on that, I ultimately diverted the conversation while giving you the answer.

But previously you also realized you still had no way to contact the other party, so you could only take the next two steps, extending your phone to me with an expression.

Although the evaluation of pastry making also needs to consider the other's taste, that training was in pursuit of meticulous will, rather than secretly revealing yourself.

Come on, keep going; actually you still kinda hope he wins, or rather... everyone hopes.

But Rongjin's this is the only time he's seen the majestic shadow, yet it constantly exudes this distinct violence and oppression.

【Has he told his mare about this account?】

Chazuo and Bourbon, each holding their own made dessert, the dark gold and cyan eyes held the same expectation.

Oh no, oh no, you two, or all eight together, go join their chat; now is the pre-training break, let's hold a tea party together.

And when I turned back from within, I saw two slices cut from a large piece of white forest cake already fallen before my eyes.

Naturally, there's no need for that.

Next time to get that feeling, it's still from Hapae Airei Wang; earlier still, it was from this disposable base-less card I placed in the office.

Whether to finish or leave a few pieces, we ultimately need to prepare some tea party snacks for the technical instructor and another classmate. I look toward the two near the podium.

But he looks like he intends to sign this child.

That's right, during this food enjoyment time, classmate Zhiji also comes to try how? I pick up the plastic knife at the edge of the cake, looking toward Aimu Zhiji, who has remained silent ever since, without mentioning that the other party has been staring at me the whole time, merely issuing the invitation.

The big fork also rests steadily on the edge of the plate.

The gentlemen's tea party requires ladies to join," Rongjin said, suddenly raising his hand, and then a screen changed before my eyes back to the original light screen, "You also need to be busy with your affairs over there.