Chapter 655: NO. 24: All Brought by the Trainers

NO. 24: All Brought by the Trainers

One is a super agent whose main area of activity is the online world.

One is an Ultraman wanderer who roams the material universe far and wide.

One is a first‑class trainer from the Central Teslen of the Terra Federation.

One is a monster tamer who is both a rookie trainer and a mercenary of the agency.

It's already strange that these four could gather together, but if we examine the combination closely, we can indeed see some clues.

Ultramen and super agents both come into contact with monsters, so the core of this group is clearly the agency mercenary who is both a trainer and a monster tamer, and the reason these four are gathered together naturally lies in their overlapping fields.

Aomo: "Come look at these two curve charts—this one is Chengtian Bai ren's, this one is Meipu Bo pang's, the gap is huge, right?"

Kai: "It looks like Miss Chengtian's curve is more dangerous."

Aomo: "Quite the opposite—she's actually a bit more relaxed than Meipu Bo pang's situation."

Jie: "How can that be?"

Xi: "Isn't it because it varies from person to person?"

As a senior trainer, Xi Qianfeng naturally understands this principle: "Just as you'd devise different training plans for different horse girls, their baseline conditions are actually different."

"Right, Miss Chengtian Bai ren, as a Triple Crown… uh, Chengtian Bai ren has battle‑tested mental strength, and her mental resilience differs from Meipu Bo pang's, especially when you look at the fluctuations of this wave."

Aomo pointed at the corner of the formula light screen he had raised: "Large and stable, showing she has passed the initial contact adaptation phase and moved into the mastery phase."

He said, then flicked his finger, causing the bartender ahead to instinctively retreat; after realizing he'd overreacted, the bartender circled back to peek from the side.

"Next, look at Meipu Bo pang's record—she tried to empathize with the monster card Jialatellong; I'd guess Mr. Kai would be fairly familiar with it…" He glanced at Kai.

He immediately showed a subtle expression; the hand that had been holding a ramune soda unconsciously moved to his abdomen: "That really is… familiar."

It appeared not only in his own battles, but later he frequently encountered its mass‑produced models when fighting alongside the 'New Generation Juniors' Ultramen, just as Aomo would remember the bartender because of others' memories.

Hong Kai would also forever remember that giant mecha because of its thunder‑bolt chest‑plate form and someone's safety.

The impression is indeed profound.

"So Mr. Kai should understand that Jialatellong, as a mechanical construct, has strength and full functionality, but imposing those functions on a human body is actually extremely hard to grasp," Aomo turned back, his finger sliding again on the light screen to enlarge a one‑inch wave frequency, "I once lost control and overheated when using its formula, so the moment I see this wave pattern I can tell she isn't adapting."

"The wave amplitude is smaller, yet it shows the unstable fluctuation characteristic of loss of control,"

"Perhaps I should have her try the Golden Ancient Bridge."

Jie: "What is the Golden Ancient Bridge?"

"It's Meipu Bo pang's favorite mechanical construct, also has a monster card, its functions are simpler than Jialatellong's and easier to control," Aomo briefly explained, then pulled the icon on the screen to display the statistics table and numeric score below, "Next we'll put the resonance level together with the synchronous mental test—what do you all think?"

"The ratio looks low?" the bartender, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, instantly drawing four gazes.

He showed no fear, and those four looks weren't hostile either—just a glance at him, then they looked at each other.

"Yes, the ratio is low." Aomo nodded.

He didn't mind the bartender's listening; in this world there are always some professions that come into contact with many people and things, like taxi drivers or bar bartenders.

They can always conceal many people and events, and often possess richer life experience than most.

Because such professions are naturally excellent observation posts, Aomo also holds these people in the respect one would give a fellow professional.

"It's even lower than the baseline average given by another group studying monster‑card/human compatibility."

"What does that mean?" Xi Qianfeng asked.

By the time the topic reached this point, it was no longer something he could fail to understand.

And at that moment, the idol/hero he most admired spoke with a slightly composed face:

"In other words, those girls actually have high compatibility with the monster cards."

"Yes, even higher than most people," Aomo snapped his fingers, and even the light in his helmet's eyes seemed to brighten a bit, "Of course, this result is only from the early trial stage; it might change later, but I and my assigned horse girl think the chance of change is low."

"After all, monster‑card compatibility is really about heart compatibility, and teenage girls, at an age when self‑awareness keeps growing, instinctively distance themselves from society."

"At the same time, they're not numb; they're curious about everything, passionate about their hobbies, and fervently hopeful about their dreams."

Having said that, he turned back to look at his three friends, each lost in thought.

"Among them, horse girls are the most prone to generate negative emotions, because they've early entered the fiercely competitive environment and are also accompanied by a public‑opinion sphere that could overturn at any moment."

"Their spirits can easily resonate with monsters, and even their hearts once gave birth to monster‑like existences."

"The mansion demon and the Dazhenhan incident?" Xi Qianfeng exclaimed in realization.

Aomo gave a slight nod.

In that brief silence, Kai finally spoke up, posing the question that earned him a 'You're only asking now?' look: "…But what does this have to do with you summoning us?"

"Could it be a negative‑energy data monster?" Jie Si Ti Si said uneasily.

In his experience archive, such negative‑energy monsters mirrored from reality into the data world are actually not rare, but he always dreads encountering them.

Those creatures always draw sustenance from real‑world negative emotions; every encounter is a fierce battle, especially since he still lacks a regular teammate.

Wait? Is Mr. Aomo now considered a regular teammate?

His thoughts began to drift toward the half‑remembered tales of the senior Gulite and the supporting armaments.

"No, that's not it." Aomo shook his head.

"Actually, I gathered you all to seek your opinions and views, because I'm currently facing a rather delicate situation."

He said this while his ten fingers, slightly uneasy, pressed against a point, hovering in midair, hovering before the oddly shaped helmet.

"Under my command, more than one horse girl wants to wield the power of the cards—not to destroy or conquer anything, but simply to make contact, they…"

Just as it's hard to speak after making a mistake, this Aomo is extremely rare—rare enough that if Molisen saw him, he'd think he'd seen a ghost.

But unfortunately, these three before him lack that awareness; they merely stare intently at Aomo, missing the chance to laugh out loud.

"They're just too interested in monsters."