Chapter 683: then translation of title

NO．52：Having the ability to appear in a volcano and to solve cases to that extent.

JunChuan JiangSheng: Lindun trainer, where are you? I need you to complete the check-in for the second selection round here, and the third round is also about to start.

—————Aomo Lindun applies for coordinate sharing with you——————

Aomo Lindun: Wait a moment, I'll be there right away.

"Eh?"

Just as I managed to open the "coordinate sharing", I saw JunChuan JiangSheng, 1227 kilometers away, with the ears under the secretary's cap almost perking up.

For a moment I thought it was a positioning error with the terminal.

After all, this terminal equipment she prepared for office work hasn't been updated in two years.

As a pure Jidong person, if she weren't sufficiently responsible and conscientious about work, she would probably just use her phone and wouldn't write in that secretary script, which is rather cumbersome to practice as a foreign typeface.

But even after doing that—she isn't diligent about changing equipment.

This has nothing to do with Jidong customs; it's simply because she has a boss who spends money "recklessly" and frequently stimulates her, causing her, who handles part-time financial management, to be especially conservative in her spending style.

Even in the cosmetics field where women often choose based on feeling, she also considers cost-effectiveness, calculating every expense with extraordinary precision.

Yet when students face financial difficulties, she shows considerable generosity—this contrast in her demeanor actually gives her considerable common ground with Shi Huaiya sitting not far away in the audience stands.

But if nothing unexpected happens, these two people would hardly ever meet.

Even if a humanoid creature that could be called an accident has arrived in an instant—

"You've been waiting, Miss JunChuan, is the check-in to be completed here?"

"Um..." JunChuan JiangSheng blinked, unable to adapt to the sudden appearance of a tall armor casting a shadow before her eyes, and instinctively stepped back half a step, "Lindun trainer?"

"It's me, sorry, did I scare you?"

"There is a bit of that… but compared to this, the positioning just now—"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw the stern iron face lower slightly and come forward face-to-face: "Work is more important, isn't it? Where should the check-in be completed? Do we still need to sign?"

That's right, work is more important… JunChuan JiangSheng, thinking that there are still many people she needs to find later, hastily lifted the terminal in her hand and drew a voice recognition interface: "Just say 'check-in' to it, it will recognize your voiceprint and synchronize positioning, no need to check-in."

"These days synthesizing voice isn't hard either; the check-in system has been skimped on a lot."

"... There wouldn't be a trainer synthesizing voice to avoid check-in, would there..."

"Really, there wouldn't be?"

"... Sorry, I have to step away for a moment, Lindun trainer, I need to first check on the status of trainer Jinlang."

"Wish you luck." Aomo said, beginning to decompose into a diamond shape from his feet.

This scene also made JunChuan JiangSheng react: "Wait a moment, Lindun trainer, what's going on with that positioning distance just now?"

Seeing the other's obvious transmission characteristics, she began to realize it probably wasn't a malfunction, but the other, upon hearing it, didn't stop the process, merely tilting his head in confusion before his head disappeared:

"Didn't I answer you?"

——Work is more important——

Before the Heavenly Lake of Changbai Mountain, standing firm, then being locked onto by the golden-eyed armored guards, the scientific expedition team leader approaching from afar asked:

"... Mr. Lindun, how is Mr. Renlong's condition?"

"Mr.?" The astonished iron face turned toward Renlong; in the midst of the silver light and golden pupils locking gazes, it was the former's "villainous" chip opening and closing.

Under the silver light that almost condensed into two beams, even a deity's pupils couldn't help but glance aside, fully revealing the might of the Suzi (crossed out) demon.

"This really is a friendly address." Aomo, having closed the chip, turned his head, and a card had already appeared between his fingers.

The title, which would need to shrink the font proportion, undoubtedly belongs to a certain great monster of the earth emperor.

Only with this card in hand can one tentatively establish a connection with Renlong.

As for why it's only tentative...

Ultimately it stems from the other's authority and power, but when the main unit tries to cut the link, the subunit, no matter how hard it tries, can only receive some garbled radio remnants.

At times like this, one somewhat needs to ask a Nordic druid about animal conversation (x).

Even summoning Xiao Lin Li Qi to serve as interpreter wouldn't be a bad choice, but Aomo feels that Renlong, as a proper embodiment of the earth veins, although also a monster, does possess some divinity, so he wouldn't reject communication like a pure beast.

Just as before, when he was so restless that the cards bounced around in the card box, now he is also sufficiently calm, merely fixated on the staring mini-game of "whoever looks away first loses."

The great deity basically can be shameless.

Even if he looks away, he still appears as if he hasn't lost, which also fits his identity as the emperor of ground monsters.

In a sense, He indeed hasn't lost, after all He still has eight heads behind the main one; the sight of them all gazing together is still quite intimidating, requiring Aomo to activate the "Light Power Ray" and sweep it across.

This left the reliable team and the squad of guards rotating shifts for the previous three guards speechless.

As for the team leader, she has her own outstanding qualities—Miss Adel displayed astonishing receptivity, not overly focusing on Mr. Lindun's "nonconformity," engaging in normal conversation as if oblivious.

"After all, Mr. Renlong is also a friend of Mr. Duo Li."

"Then how does Mr. Duo Li evaluate Lord Renlong... ah, never mind, that's not important either."

When I noticed the subtle change in the other's expression, I already realized this evaluation wasn't very positive, so Aomo then said: "Actually, that abnormal negative energy reading could make Lord Renlong feel anxious and restless, thus disturbing the Heavenly Lake... I'm increasingly agreeing with that hypothesis."

"Human intervention is already obvious, isn't it, Guinea Pig? Is there still a need to insist on other possibilities?"

Not going to watch the intra-school selection of the same term with classmates, but rather the leader of the three who stayed in the activity room tinkering with experimental equipment, Ailisuzhi, is now at leisure, holding a cup of red tea.

Repeatedly calculating data is something the on-site personnel here can do; unless one doubts that speculation, otherwise Suzi is too lazy to do that uncontroversial repetitive labor.

Might as well brew a cup of tea oneself, open the window, and look at the distant competition field.

Also ventilating to carry away the indoor coffee smell—the Chazuo gave her and Bourbon each a cup of coffee.

She even asked the trainer if he'd like a cup as well.

This proposal is undeniably attractive, especially for someone who can rely on teleportation to travel ultra-long distances.

But it must be said, repeatedly teleporting ultra-long distances easily makes one hungry in the belly; Aomo, after weighing thirst versus hunger a bit, still chose to stay in place.

Let's talk about it after the next check-in round.

By then, returning to the training field could also be done while grabbing a cup of coffee.

This isn't what a researcher would say, but if there's still any other possibility, verification should continue, shouldn't it?

You're right, Mr. Aomo, the third round test results are out; come take a look.

"Okay, Miss Sailleiya..." Aomo just acknowledged the words, gazing at the light screen where the other party was, then immediately fell silent for a moment, "Please forgive my boldness, are you three the ones who invaded the lab?"

"?" This remark caused Hemo, who had his head down typing, to lift his head, eyes showing doubt.

Meanwhile, Miuerrsaisi showed a helpless smile, while in contrast, Sailleiya immediately turned back and grabbed the half-exposed horn.

That was a little girl with blond hair and orange pupils, topped with jet-black horns, allowing him to instantly recognize her as the other girl he had seen in the forum intel, whose appearance differed from that in his memories of another world.

"Yifulite, I said no sneaking into the lab."

"But Hemo also said this work was easy, so I can come see her!"

"I did say that." Facing Sailleiya's doubtful gaze, Hemo openly admitted.

"Oh, it wasn't really a top-secret project; Yifufu just sneaked up so you wouldn't notice—why make everyone look foolish? Sailleiya, let go of Yifufu." Miuerrsaisi also tried to smooth things over.

"With enough trust, there's no need to be wary, nor to worry about this, Miss Sailleiya."

"Hey! You're quite articulate, big guy!" The blond little girl exclaimed, delighted, as it was rare to see a stranger speak up for her.

"This is just armor, Miss Yifulite."

"Oh! Is it the same kind as Sister Niyan's?"

I never expected to suddenly hear that girl's codename from the Blessed Gospel Class collaboration, after which we'd lost contact; Aomo stared for a moment: "... Indeed."

"Then will you take off your helmet?"

"At another time it would be possible, but not today."

"Why?"

"Cough cough, aren't we supposed to be looking at the data?" a certain instigator interrupted the conversation, "Why are you all chatting?"

"That's right," Aomo, who hadn't intended to reveal his responsibility for the bizarre conduct, also went along with the topic, saying, "Actually I already looked over the data earlier; what I want to say is, we should consider calling the police, everyone from Luodedao."

"Huh?" Adaier was the first to stare blankly.

Obviously it wasn't just her who was stunned; even the people behind the screen, and those behind her with ears perked up paying attention to this conversation, the team members were all astonished by Aomo's words.

"Obvious negative energy control fluctuations could let the guards over there come and identify them one by one; surely among them someone who uses instruments in their cultivation would not be unfamiliar with this wavelength."

"The fluctuation that seamlessly follows the previous round could even skip the fourth and fifth verifications; we've clearly been drawn into someone else's plan."

"If this is merely a cultivator's cultivation plan, that would still be okay to say, but if it's deliberately causing trouble..."

"Adaier, didn't you say before inviting us that this negative energy accumulation phenomenon is quite common?" Sailleiya suddenly asked.

"Yes, from Anmei, Yinni, Jidong to Dongyan, Suoe, abnormal volcanic fluctuations have been observed; based on Mr. Aomo's earlier suggestions, other teams stationed for observation at the same time have all sent reports about the effects of negative energy interference."

""

In the midst of everyone's silence, the silver-haired, orange-pupiled, horned woman spoke again, repeating Aomo's earlier words to the investigation team leader.

"We should call the police, Adaier."

"As for Luodedao, we'll notify the doctor on our side, and you'll negotiate with the local police on yours—be sure to be careful and cautious."