Chapter 684: line with translation of chapter title

NO. 53: Otherwise, would you voluntarily work for Him?

"Lindun trainer."

"I understand."

"Don't you consider adding more staff? Miss JunChuan, such a large central hub, there are not a few trainers either."

"Actually there are; I only take charge of the trainers on a special list."

"Oh? I only hope the annotation on the list won't be 'problem trainers'."

"You're joking again, Trainer Lindun; but have you finished your other work?"

"It's over, or rather… temporarily coming to a pause, a stage like this."

"So it's a long-term job? Like searching for new universe classmates?"

"There are some differences, but the results are always consistent; Miss JunChuan, if you're interested in the details, we can talk later."

"Ah, okay, I should also go find Trainer Xizaki and them."

"Being able to stand alongside them is my honor."

"...? Ah, you mean the list?"

"Go get busy, Miss JunChuan; I hope you can rest soon."

"Okay, you should also take this opportunity to rest well and watch those girls run, Mr. Lindun."

"Of course."

Aomo nodded, watching the woman in the vibrant green secretary uniform go away.

Her vitality matched the unchanging enthusiasm of the Saichang, and her figure blurred amidst the crowded seats and stands filled with spectators, merging into the lingering heat of late August.

At three in the afternoon, the clouds did not turn overcast; instead, sunlight broke through the clouds, a silent continuation of sweltering heat.

But that sunlight was also diluted by artificial technology, and the heat wave was replaced by the fervor of countless hearts.

This place is a crucible formed by the gathering of crowds.

Countless girls, just leaving home, hearts full of dreams' anticipation, step onto the Saichang.

Countless spectators come having heard of its fame, hoping to open the prologue of a new generation and witness the beginning of the legend.

Everyone's eyes shine; compared to last week's frenzy, here now there is more curiosity and anticipation.

The light is gentle like the rising sun, all gathered at the iron gate below.

Those horse girls standing under the transparent gate, even their hairs sparkle in the sunlight.

If I could see these kids running, perhaps even the gloom of work could be swept away…… Aomo thought so, yet he still turned his body and looked toward the approaching off-campus staff.

Among them were familiar faces I had recognized not long ago, but calling them familiar is basically just one-sided familiarity.

It's only because they had been publicly commended, only because they were emphasized in staff publicity, and only because in that electronic-world cooperation they got to share most of the 'comrades' data——

——so Aomo remembers those officers from the various police stations of the Boundary Gate district.

They were all in plain clothes, probably indeed just came to see the horse girls.

But when they gathered together and put on a cold, businesslike expression, it was enough to melt away the morning sun's warmth.

Although that's said…… but there are still three guys whose expression management isn't professional enough.

Scrutinizing Aomo's attire, which clashes with the style of the horse girl academy, his brows or mouth twitch a little.

This broke the cold impression of the group, bringing the atmosphere back to humanity.

And the leader among them is a certain woman with tiger ears.

Her expression management is a bit problematic; even her speech was pondered a bit before she asked:

"... Excuse me, are you Mr. Aomo Lindun?"

"It's me." Aomo's response was far calmer than her tone, perhaps showing a difference in thick-skinnedness or in cognition.

——Anyway, Aomo feels this armor is unavoidable, understandable, and not worth being ashamed of.

As for Bixiukes knowing that the armor I mentioned earlier is actually me, what mental processes are going on in his mind…… he wisely does not speculate.

He merely hesitated a moment, then directly, with a mage's hand, pulled out the distinctive trainer badge from his briefcase and said: "You can also call me Trainer Lindun, after all I still need to keep records for three horse girls, or is it four?"

He is only slightly uncertain about this point.

Should the translator, who has only come once, also be included in the records?

'Four, namely Ailisuzhi, Meipu Bourbon, Mancheng Chazuo, and Xiao Lin Li Qi,' the other party's gradually becoming articulate words gave the actual answer: 'Although just assisting the experiment, the superiors also require detailed records.'

'Counting myself, that makes five. No delay, may we conduct the audio recording right here? Later I still need to sign in for the race as a trainer, which concerns my later trainer rank evaluation.'

'……' Bixiukes wanted to speak but held back, finally answering in a cold tone: 'Yes.'

'Then thank you all the more.'

——

Before returning to Toresen, Aomo had once chatted for a little while with Doctor Luo Xia.

The doctor who had assisted during the first negative-energy monitoring was absent the second time due to company affairs, but this discovery still forced him to appear on the screen, complaining that just missing one time caused this—whether the problem lies with him or with everyone.

Nobody thinks they have a problem, so the issue must lie with that unknown group.

Whether it's the former Rhodes Island, which once operated like a warlord or mercenary organization, or Aomo as the current mercenary, neither has an urgent desire to take on everything.

Leaving it to the police to handle is the natural decision, especially since the incident's scale is not small; before clarifying the specifics…… a company and an independent individual are both unsuitable for rash action.

Miss Adel's volcanic geology survey project was also thus temporarily halted.

Next is whether to have the federally appointed research team take full responsibility, or to cooperate again under the guise of assisting the investigation——either way, we need to wait.

Aomo is not lacking patience; rather, waiting has always been his forte. But after Doctor Luo Xia, on behalf of Rhodes Island Company, promised that 'the entire alarm process, including the record-taking procedures, would also be handled by them,' this matter should no longer concern him.

It should also be unrelated to the girls he brought in to understand monsters and assist in negative-energy research.

But judging from the results, the company's promise there really isn't very effective.

Or perhaps it was effective, but only a little bit.

Allowing him to describe the scene for the four underage girls, rather than insisting all five be present……Given the possible scale of this matter, this degree of leniency is already unimaginable.

Such a nefarious event, whose influence spreads over half the Earth's tectonic plates, should be handled with an investigative attitude of 'dig three feet deep and unearth every bit of information that can be gathered'; therefore, it is extremely hard to expect any leniency based on personal feelings.

Considering himself more knowledgeable than the other party about the sole regime's methods of handling affairs, Aomo could be said to have merely been exchanging pleasantries with that doctor from the start, never truly expecting Rhodes Island to exert such great effort.

But the current result has left him feeling a surprise he has never shown before.

Is it that the higher-ups unexpectedly don't care much, or is Doctor Luo Xia's promise far weightier than anticipated……

He temporarily buried this doubt in his heart; after finishing the statement, seeing off the ever-more-proper Bicuikes team, who maintained their 'business-as-usual' attitude, he finally pulled out that small card with his broad finger.

On the card of the Nine-Headed Dragon, a vivid posture sways faintly, and the almost inaudible dragon's roar expresses the discontent of being forcibly kept at home.

But unfortunately, the false god officials who were allotted a share of His divinity greatly lack empathy.

"It's just home quarantine, why get so angry? Can you transform? Want me to bring you a game console?"

"The dragon's chant turned into a roar, but that iron face showed no fluctuation."

"If you don't like it, forget it—how about the deep-immersion device? It can be used without transforming."

After that, in the silence, the special effects on the card disappeared.

Only a black little foot poked at it, then sighed:

"Is that how you and the god usually get along?"

"Indeed it is."