Chapter 668: NO. 37: Adding Ingredients Right in Front of You, You Better Not Drink

NO. 37: Adding Ingredients Right in Front of You, You Better Not Drink

Wolisen Tashi, human, volcanologist, E-rank Origin Energy Ascendant, had twice submitted his résumé to the local Volcanic Geology Supervision Bureau.

From the records on his personal homepage, it can be seen that all of the above were rejected.

Afterwards, over five years he joined four volcanic geology exploration teams in succession, withdrawing from each after periods ranging from six months to a year.

According to the social media updates of the parties involved, the facts, as per his team's official announcements, were all the result of his voluntary withdrawal.

Joining Miss Nauman's team was his fourth attempt, and this period of membership has already nearly reached a year.

It is evident that Mr. Tashi enjoys a kind of freedom.

A freedom to wander foreign lands and leave at a moment's notice.

But that could also be seen as a kind of lost path.

Unable to find a destination or a home, looking at his cynical forum posts makes this guess easy; upon truly meeting him in person, Aomo became even more certain, and further confirmed his crux.

Honest and somewhat taciturn, Aomo does not consider this a flaw, after all he also has a horse girl under him walking a similar path.

Then, likewise, she cannot keep up with the larger group.

Even without intending to bully, they are innately inept at fighting for their own rights, while this world has plenty of moments demanding you climb upward.

Just like a match.

A radical trainer will always tell the horse girl one thing: upon stepping onto the track, forget the school atmosphere; at the finish line, you are either a winner or a loser.

While a gentle trainer understands how to wrap that fact, which easily breeds anxiety and pressure, into a relatively mild competitive relationship……yet still cannot change the essence of being ahead of the pack while all horses remain dark.

This is naturally impossible to change.

But a little embellishment is already enough.

After all, horse girls are not merely a group that loves running; they are also a group that always harbors a competitive spirit in their hearts.

That sense of pursuit, as if ingrained in instinct, always lets them, even when they later retire to other professions, still display a kind of outstanding excellence.

But this world has always been rather complicated.

It has never been the case that strong ability alone earns recognition; you must make others see your strength.

Whether one's ability is strong or not determines the lower limit of one's life, while what truly decides the upper limit, influencing one's life, is rather the performance drive that many people unconsciously restrain.

Of course, this also requires adding a lever called 'emotional intelligence'.

Undiscriminating performance, on the contrary, offers a chance to fall below the lower limit set by ability.

In this regard, Wolisen Tashi obviously still has many lessons to learn.

Otherwise he can only become a provider of negative energy for all of human society.

Or still at the elite level.

What decides this is not some origin energy, nor any erudition, but merely how miserable one is.

High-quality negative-energy providers are not necessarily super unlucky, but they are definitely the batch most dissatisfied with life.

Precisely because its essence is the 'fluctuation of the dark side of the human heart,' back then an Ultraman warrior decided to become a schoolteacher.

His decision, carried through naturally, was not long-lasting.

After all, just as someone once said 'studying medicine can't save XX,' everyone in the world can produce negative energy; wanting to curb its growth cannot be achieved merely by educating a single middle school.

But what could he do then?

Give all of humanity a brainwashing to cut away pain?

Turn all of humanity into orange juice?

Or wish to slice away all of humanity's desires, turning them into beings who no longer produce negative energy, desireless and seekerless……?

Don't ask the warrior of light such a dark question. jpg

He is merely a negative-energy observer, destined not to stay on Earth for too long.

He also has no intention of staying too long, for the universe holds various planets each facing their own crises.

Compared to that, Earth's problems are still quite light—at least during his tenure it was so (if you switch to Mebius, it becomes Earth's high-end league).

What he can do is, to the extent possible, educate those children, teaching them justice and love……and then personally smash the negative-energy monsters when they appear (x).

Aomo greatly appreciates this attitude, and even enjoys emulating it.

Lending a hand appropriately is not difficult; for him it's merely a matter of a few words.

After all, Teacher Umastar excels at consolation and encouragement, while Aomo Lindun is better at utilizing observation and deduction.

Not only children, but also peers and elders whose age and experience are not far apart, he can likewise offer guidance.

If they are unwilling to accept, that's fine; after all, it's just a casual remark.

A demon's goodwill extends only to the basics; if no further reason appears, he will directly abandon the helper plot and respect others' fates.

But at present, there is indeed a bit more reason, merely used to persuade the other party to approach with coffee in hand.

He went on and looked; upon reaching the side of the campsite near the woods, and also when the large tent blocked his silhouette.

The corner of his eye also noticed that Mr. Tashi had already begun brewing coffee.

Mr. Tashi is probably in a good mood; while taking the remaining liquid from the coffee machine, he was humming a song Aomo had never heard.

The faint blackish airflow seeping from the black rift in Aomo's view is also quite thin, far unlike before when it flowed like water, trickling across the ground toward that distant pool.

This is fine.

He thought so, then looked toward the distant Renlong that was always vigilantly 'glaring' at him; that stare was so special because the sense of gaze came from the cyan-gold dragon jade on its forehead.

That dragon jade is like a mirror, reflecting the blackness churned like slurry by countless forces, as well as himself upheld by that blackness.

Thus He smiled at the location of the jewel, and with a snap of his fingers, a strand of black mixed into the black slurry.

Then the black rift shattered, the dark red base gradually dissolved, revealing the originally harmless brown.

Those brown eyes gazed far at Tashi, watching him being called by the team leader, whereupon a crowd all turned to look at his position.

He then smiled and waved at that crowd, then turned his gaze back to the chief's eyes, which were fixed on Xiao Lin Li Qi, while behind him all eight heads stared intently at his own Renlong.

【Please be careful to make way, Your Excellency Dragon God】

Telepathic sensitivity is a fairly common skill for Ultras; all Ultraman warriors possess it, and most aliens also have it, with the former's sensing range once even spanning light‑year units, fully demonstrating the strength of their mental power.

In contrast, some powers are not inferior to those of the aliens who are Ultraman warriors; they likewise possess an equivalent standard.

For example, Mefilas.

The card silently flashed to the top of the middle layer of the card box; the familiar fluctuation was the power that accompanied the two little girls, and it also made Renlong unconsciously raise hostile intent, yet stopped when looking at Xiao Lin Li Qi.

【……】

But at this moment, Renlong, who should likewise have telepathic ability, remained silent.

Maintaining a calm exterior, Renlong continued to stare at Xiao Lin Li Qi, seemingly indifferent to the man pouring coffee into the lake, while one of the heads at the rear silently slipped into the pond, causing its entire body to suddenly retreat ten zhang in the lake.

This also drew more gazes to the man pouring coffee by the lakeside.

"Uh..." The man, feeling he might have caused trouble, instinctively turned his head toward the direction where Mr. Lindon had left, only to see him suddenly appear before him at that very moment.

"Well done," he patted his shoulder, then turned to Miss Ailisuzhi and the team leader, "Now we finally detect the flow of negative energy in the lake water."

"If I'm not mistaken, they should be quite active."