Chapter 647: NO.16 How Could I Possibly Know Someone Like That Noisy Person?

Xi did not exaggerate.

When Aomo sent the dissatisfied Xin Tiao Xi, who sat at the very back, to the school gate, he had to admit this fact.

At least twenty-three scorching gazes fixed on him, not counting the indirect stares through the cold surveillance cameras; when he stopped his motorcycle at the school gate, he felt somewhat like he had walked into an ambush, with nearly a hundred red-hot targeting lines pressing on him, a sense of confinement.

It was no less than the reporter entourage that had once surrounded the three from Bopan Suzi Chazuo, so he didn't even exchange pleasantries with the just‑exited Xi, but directly lifted a hand from the handlebars and placed it on Xin Yuzhou's shoulder.

Both bike and rider were instantly broken into countless orderly color blocks, vanishing in midair.

While countless rushing students came up empty, someone shouted that this disappearance method was definitely Aomo's, then immediately turned to surround the still‑suppressing‑laughter Xin Tiao Xi.

You dodge me, and the unlucky one is her——

Although this is the natural state of affairs, Aomo always felt the fact shouldn't be so.

"Observer? (Observer)"

"Wait, I'll send a message."

The moment this character landed, a tiny formation with a clear chime unfolded from the low air near the campus, immediately followed by a howl that did not break the sound barrier, sweeping upward from below.

The reason I mentioned Xin Tiao Xi out there is because Ma Niang thought——although he hasn't even graduated yet, Xin Yuzhou's situation is also different from that of a transfer student.

Not to mention the employee names clearly registered in the agency's records.

Ma Niang treating me to a meal ruined things, the Te Lei Sen cafeteria is still low quality, and Sai Ding Yu and the trainers are free (crossed out).

It's not just because the destination is approaching, but also because the road conditions have ended the 'crowding'.

I raised my hand to brighten the screen, glanced at the time in the upper left corner, then lifted the somewhat doubtful child from the bike and held him.

And under these circumstances, Xin Yuzhou faces a situation far more severe than Xin Tiao Xi's.

It also causes those longtime gazes to recall the youth's early rumors again.

This is a bad habit; only by starting over can it be changed.

This result corresponds to my original intention when I proposed to Jie Si Ti Si last night.

——

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows; although the later logic is flawed, it nevertheless leads to another outcome.

Besides reducing new work for the PR staff signed by Ma Niang, it will also leave no impression on the groups already paying attention to me.

——

"There's something, hold on tight—time is short, we need to speed up."

【Jie Si Ti Si: Bad!】

Ma Niang glanced at the dimmed screen due to the standby interface.

"Observer?"

Cost?

Sure enough, it's spot on… no matter how you say it, that kind of formation earlier could have let Xi off the hook, and if one is interested in monsters, they'd definitely have come into contact with the Guilite series IP.

"Yes, yes, you think you should know me."

To be honest, Xin Yuzhou's chat often uses many obscure terms, but only a few are definitely Ma Niang's, including that 'Sphilar'.

And when that gaze turned back toward the boy, the dark red remained, but the look was noticeably less fierce.

So I deceived someone last night.

"Well, next up is a retrograde investigation; from school to class, he has to walk back himself, and there'll be no one to meet him midway."

——

【Yuehuanshe: Sorry, busy? Have his alumni been bothering him too much?】

Xin Yuzhou is still this kind of person; your future is still changing, and what you'll ultimately become depends not only on you but also on the people you meet.

Naturally, it will also carry that young lady.

Even though contemporary middle‑aged people dye their hair, wear colored contacts, even undergo corneal reshaping, hair optimization, and body shaping, the threshold for low‑fidelity cosplay remains quite high.

Immediately noticing your somewhat disheveled uniform, I raised my hand to straighten it for you.

"NeoUniverse, "Received.""

Nodding, Ma Niang let go, stood up, glanced at the dwindling gathering gazes, and those dark‑red sharp eyes naturally caused those looks to retreat.

The boy tilted his head, not only offering no resistance but actively raising his hands to make it easier for me to tidy him.

"Limited to the afternoon of the Terra Time Method, they together were strangers to that star field; those stars would also be strangers to them, and they would be poorly prepared."

They laughed and chatted, and even the trainers lazily leaned out the car windows to wave at the familiar Aomo students.

——Xu Shao, who got up early but chose to circle the school's commercial street, and Sai Aomo, along with many others who, like Ma Niang, live in the trainers' dormitory and drive, all ended up appearing ever more sparsely in the rear.

Although such incidents of secretly teleporting to the public area and causing accidents are still rare, people in the distant zones are clearly accustomed to the sight of things suddenly appearing in midair or near the ground.

Moreover, the central Aomo's appearance is of the lowest tier, belonging to the level that, even with retrograde cosmetic enhancements, could grace a magazine cover as a model.

The morning freshness evenly bathed those people; each seemed to be greeting the dawn, while Ma Niang, seemingly unwilling to break that unity, had already pulled over to the roadside before even arriving.

Finally, after straightening, I retied your already deformed chest‑level necktie, checked that the left and right sides were neat and consistent, and if the error exceeded two centimeters, Ma Niang would move her hand away and then press on your shoulders.

Xi, no matter how you look at it, could produce some kind of "you have or not" result.

So it should also be not much less, right?

Although this bike and that young lady are still worth a few more glances, the rider will soon drive off slowly.

The elderly passengers, lacking any sense of danger, clung tightly to the rider, puzzled by my idle engine revving.

Just as you emphasized "encounter…" to Ding Yu on your way back yesterday,

"Encounter… is breaking barriers, is arrival, 'Sphilar' has always been there, supporting you."

"Take a step before even taking a deep breath."

But your way of speaking is deadly, lacking even a bit of Bopan‑pro beauty (x).

"Early down bad, Lin Dun trainer… right! Lin Dun trainer, are you the super‑agent I'm working with?"

【Yuehuanshe: At the gate, he'll greet you directly; you'll come looking for him.】

Pursuing the ultimate romance of the mortal world is also the beginning of all miracles; I always hope the children in my hands know fewer friends, and indeed, because of everything I have witnessed, all stories end here.

But before one becomes famous enough, even the timing of sending a foster parent's notice will be published as widely known text.

Behind the school's small gate, as always, the green‑clothed secretary who usually stands at the door to greet trainers and Aomo will, amid the astonishment that has not faded in decades, greet a youth pushing a motorcycle who arrives at the roadside.

People find it hard to truly return to youth; even if the body can grow young again, the traces already etched into the soul cannot be shed.

"Observer, want to inspect?" You're just as if you haven't guessed what it is.

"Yes, explore."

Will a certain super‑agent be surrounded by big guys as the cost!? Will a certain super‑agent possibly be intercepted by a randomly refreshed reporter as the cost!!

Although when it's time to be startled one still dodges it, at most the acceptance is extremely swift.

Moreover, Qian's appearance is not the white‑haired guy at the end of TV; rather, it's the striking look that runs through the whole show during the Cuckoo Terrace era.

"Explore?"

"Are you the Navigator?" Meeting those brown eyes, deep blue eyes hide a hint of anticipation.

But they will soon regain calm, just as this region is marked "Space Jump Permit"; the Boundary Gate Zone divides into millions of such large areas, specially for certain space‑ability users to exert themselves.

【Yuehuanshe: It's indeed part of a covert operation; in short, you need to take this child to school—let's talk later.】

"Yes, although I might have him call me uncle, I am indeed a Navigator."

【Monster Is Necessary: Hmm~ we and you are more interested in you, compared to that you're just a low‑middle‑school boy who's arrived.】

Use something smaller, more approachable, to cover the larger, merely increasing the distance.

The cohabitation status itself is also a target of media's cold pursuit; see how I and Qieli Naina were initially rumored about by tabloids—it's hard to imagine how Xintiao Qian would be slandered even further.

Blond, but the hair and fur on both ears are inner‑layer highlights, making the pony girl especially eye‑catching; together with the menacing motorcycle, it suddenly appears on the street a few hundred meters from the high school, instantly drawing the attention of nearby pedestrians and shop staff.

Only a victory lacking sufficient ferocity and cruelty will truly wake us up; besides, there is no option for us that is already dim——from major experiences and related education in that regard.

If you can't imagine it, then even the situation will be Bopang‑pro; after all, the people you met yesterday—Chazuo, Bopang, Aizhi, Yingxiong, Shanyao—are all senior girls of the lower middle division.

"New Universe you, propose a hostile 'contact' plan to them."

Is that also part of the 'secret' mentioned later under the table?

【Yuehuanshe: This is bad; come pick him up later, then we'll change the meeting spot.】

【Jie Si Ti Si: You're here! He and this kid have come over!】

The green‑clothed secretary keeps clear records, for you are already in charge of Xu Shao's big and small affairs.

Swiftly sent to the Central Telesen Aboveground Machine Room's visit communication, together with the broadcast call audible across the distant campus, arrives simultaneously:

【Monster Is Necessary: Meeting up… doesn't feel like a covert operation at all!】

"You're HyperAgent! JUSTICE! NeoUniverse! Where is he!!"

Showing the child a shortcut is not a bad thing, even if you have already endured a long and arduous process in the Data Universe.

Moreover, saying that without experience one will fall into a mistake—there aren't many people who fit the saying "one steps into the same river twice"—repeating past accuracy seven‑eight times in a row is our norm.

Such clarity does have its point; anyway, my view is indeed consistent with the other side's.

Although one cannot instantly arrive via teleportation, the pony girl still can bring the New Universe along this shortcut.

After the senior girls try to alleviate near thirst with distant water, the New Universe's escape subtly opens later‑period public opinion.

Any cost!!

Although the New Universe there is merely a niche, it also stands out like a crane among chickens.

Yet this youth maintains an unchanging smile, replying politely and with a sense of distance:

When I can already see the tiny horseshoe‑shaped sign at the school gate and the school sign beyond it, I also finish gradually slowing down.

That term resembles an astronomical term, which instead reminds me of the Kabbalah in Jewish mysticism—the ten emanations (Sephira/Sefirah) of the Kabbalah Tree; considering you will inevitably encounter various knowledge while drifting in the Data Universe, the pony girl has little doubt about it, even narrowing the search to find that in the constructed language Tower Language, Sephira means "spirit" and "heart".

In other words—"Please advise".

"It's already bad, Senior Jun Chuan."

"Meet again, meet again."

——Just as you greeted the juniors yesterday at school in this manner.