Chapter 820

NO. 189: Both Sides Care About

Located in ZS City, home to one of the five major racetracks, Zhongshan Racecourse, the standard of its Difangteleisen Academy is second only to the central one.

There will be carefully selected campus security, complete and excellent training and teaching facilities, and—generally also includes an otherworldly occurrence device for dealing with various disasters.

It links with the building's own fire‑control system and activates automatically when the building suffers impacts, high or low temperatures above the set threshold.

Most expensive public facilities of the Holy Terra Federation have similar designs, and this is also a regular test point in the Ascendant examination—when you attempt to use great power from machinery or sorcery, how do you ensure you won't later bear heavy legal liability?

Among the standardized answers, carrying or activating an on-site existing otherworldly occurrence device is considered the first customary rule.

After all, this is something you would learn in junior high.

From the source energy science textbook to the high school Ascenders' legal response course, it appears frequently and repeatedly, with different phrasings pointing to the same answer, emphasizing treating students as if they had amnesia.

Whether or not it's amnesia aside, forgetting such countermeasures in the face of a major disaster would indeed be deadly.

So such knowledge is also crammed into the transmigrators' required curriculum.

But it's a pity.

Although it's a required course and also part of compulsory education, many transmigrators still lack this common sense.

If it were just not paying attention in class, that would be fine, but more often it's because they are illegal resident transmigrators who do not receive legal treatment.

Naturally, they also did not undergo that compulsory education.

Of course, the transmigrators themselves are not interested either.

They came as stowaways and criminals; who would care about this world's "common sense class"? Among the illegal transmigrators detained and managed each year, the illiteracy rate remains relatively high, which to some extent explains why they get caught.

However, one shouldn't hastily look down on them, after all, two of the Ultraman warriors in Aomo's team are also illiterate in common sense.

They are at the level where, after finishing their tasks, if they want to stay, they need to take remedial classes.

Whether they attend school alongside Bi Ze as a transfer student or take online classes depends on their choices at the time.

But for now—regarding the abnormal condition of the transmigrator alien "Kufu"—Aomo can't help but suspect: given the high probability that the mastermind behind the transmigrators is also a transmigrator, would they also lack this Ascenders' interval common sense?

"You keep talking with him first; I'll check the academy's security system."

"Eh? How do you check that?" Common Sense Illiterate #1 Chao Cang Lu, upon hearing it, thought Aomo was going to leave here to inspect the academy's security perimeter.

"Do you need help?" Common Sense Illiterate #2 Sai Luo, who similarly understood and thought he would be short-handed.

This forced him to further explain: "I'm confirming the otherworld occurrence device; it might be useful later."

"What is that?" Xiao Lu asked.

This instantly left Aomo speechless: "... Bai Ren, you go tell them."

"Why me?" For someone like Narita Bai Ren, who is taciturn with strangers and only speaks a few words to acquaintances, being cast as the explainer is itself a challenge.

"Qianming is busy," he looked ahead at Qianming, who was already discussing the upcoming match topic with the academy head, situated at the rear of the crowd, that doll person completely ignored by the academy head and the monitors, was using its seemingly smooth but actually able to differentiate different force contours round hand to poke the light screen, "I also need to get busy."

Of course, to an outsider who can't see the screen or the fingers, it just looks like a dumb cat waving its hands frequently.

It could even make the passing horse girls glance over, smiling and waving—clearly mistaken as Aomo greeting them.

"Aren't there still super agents?" Bai Ren looked toward the edge at Jie Si Ti Si, "You've also stayed here for a while, right?"

"... I might not be able to explain it as clearly as Miss Narita." The super agent who had searched online courses for connection mainly still didn't want to disturb Aomo's arrangements.

Given that he's been hanging from trees lately, when faced with matters he now prefers to watch how others do it.

【Witch Beast, can you bypass the academy's monitoring module's self-check verification defense system?】 Aomo couldn't be bothered to respond to this excuse, already focused on typing on the screen.

"This academy's monitoring module... although it doesn't have those three AI goddesses, but... the specs are unexpectedly high? What's going on?"

Without telepathy, the sound reaches the ears directly; the Witch Beast is projecting a busy figure in front of the magic circle outside the dumb cat's eye sockets.

【Being a relatively important local academy, so, can you do it?】

This outfit looks plain and ordinary, even hard to move in, but it's actually the most mobile one; according to Xi's explanation, it's a work where magic and machinery coexist.

It sounds quite intimidating.

But just like Magic Staffs are actually quite common, contemporary researchers have long been accustomed to using source energy and technology to complement each other's shortcomings, very widespread, very popular, even household appliances gradually incorporate this technology.

Putting these into cosplay outfits is somewhat luxurious, thereby revealing Xi's early premeditated clue.

Have I been too indulgent toward her?

"The prerequisite for being able to do it is at least letting me become my complete form."

【Female Devil Beast?】 The dumb cat poked the screen again.

In theory, he could operate without touching the terminal screen, directly syncing the doll's internal system with the terminal, then issuing commands to the inner side of the eye socket's image.

But in fact, he is now glowing all over, making it impossible to clearly see the projected image inside the doll's suit.

So he still needs to look at the doll's exterior; fortunately, the audio system is synced, allowing him to hear the Witch Beast's response nearby.

"Forget it, I don't really like that posture; let me act in my ultimate form."

——

Did I see wrong......

Under the delay of time, the irritable entanglement will eventually have a result.

Kufu, who has always been beside the Godra alien, has already made up his mind to find an opportunity to convey the truth.

Therefore, he racked his brains for a sufficiently covert whistleblowing method, so that these people would understand, yet could be kept hidden from those arrogant colleagues.

His tense brain had no result for a moment, but in a daze he saw the giant cat doll at the end of the line raise its hand; the cloth-ball-like hand flickered with an instant of darkness.

It was a darkness like a linked barcode encircling, without light; if not appearing on the dark yellow flesh palm, showing a difference in hue, he felt he wouldn't notice it even if he happened to see it.

But that was only an instant; the next instant's disappearance made him have a self-doubting feeling of "Did I just hallucinate?"

But then it suddenly dawned on him—that round black strip like a barcode reminded him of the Morse code that humans invented to this day and still have enthusiasts who love it.

By arranging different dots (.) and dashes (-) to form a code of information, this simple principle allows it to be either a pattern or a number, and even to transmit information via any frequency-capable means such as light or sound.

And this, at the same time, would be a primitive encryption method long unfamiliar to most extraterrestrials accustomed to high technology.

Very feasible!

When he decided to use this method to convey the information, he couldn't help but glance again at that strange person in a plush costume.

The one introduced as the guide, 'Morrison,' remained silent and taciturn; even his first greeting was a bodily movement that looked dull to the point of stupidity—making both him and the Gedela alien feel somewhat awkward.

And what's the situation with that black data strip that just gave me inspiration?

Although that thing disappeared so quickly it seemed like his eyes were playing tricks on him, he still trusted his vision.

But he also had to admit that, even though he kept up with the planet's news, culture, and media all day, this world still had far too many things he was unfamiliar with.

Staying indoors all the time would leave him clueless about everything.

He should consider going out more to have a look……if he could manage to get through the present safely.

With such a feeling akin to raising a flag, his fingers had already rested on the wall tiles beside the road.

Tap, tap, tap-tap-tap……

The clear yet faint tapping sound was mixed in with the casual chatter of Qianming's representative and the 'Academy Dean,' making it hardly noticeable, but the only problem with this team was——

——Is there really anyone who'd care about your boring tile‑tapping?