Chapter 831: with translation of chapter title

NO. 200: The result is no different from perfect attendance.

All along, Aomo has exercised considerable restraint over his own speech.

Just as advertising regulations prohibit using words like 'most' and 'first,' absolute statements always cause trouble, and promises one cannot keep should not be spoken.

People's words often acquire different meanings depending on perspective; if there is any information asymmetry between speaker and listener, misunderstandings that hinder progress will inevitably follow.

Careful speech and conduct are necessary rules to keep life on track; he also strives to avoid ending up in trouble because of his own improper remarks.

But just as one cannot control every variable, he will someday regret his own words.

And this day came so quickly that it truly caught him off guard.

After all, he hadn't even made any genuine formal promises...

2:10 PM, Central Telesen Academy, Aomo stood in the gym watching Aizhi and Bourbon do strength training on either side.

Then a bell rang.

"Hey hey hey, Aomo-san Aomo-san! There's a really complicated operating system here! Can Witch Beast-san lend a hand?!"

The call sounded urgent, so he nodded.

"No problem, I'll go let them know."

He spent two minutes notifying the reluctant Witch Beast to get to work.

2:40 PM, as the two girls held their water bottles and chatted, they took the heated towel Aomo handed over and then looked at his ringing terminal.

"Hey hey hey! Aomo? Come give us a hand—Jie De was ambushed by Barbar aliens!"

"I'll be right there."

From taking action to the round-trip transmission, it took only three minutes, and he returned to the gym more Ultraman than Ultraman.

3:21 PM, Aomo had just handed Suzi's red tea to the table when the bell rang again.

"Mr. Linton! Mr. Linton! We can't pinpoint the enemy's position; we need your sensing ability to help!"

"Should I lure them into calling me? Sure."

Upon arrival, he transformed into the fused demon king beast, used the opponent's startled cry to execute a beam iaijutsu, disengaged the fusion and said goodbye, altogether taking two minutes.

He returned to the activity room, then headed to the swimming pool.

There, Bourbon, Aizhi, and Chazuo were doing warm-ups, preparing for physical training.

Then at 3:36 PM, the bell rang again.

"Aomo! The police seem to have found a facility resembling a monster graveyard; that tiger woman's subordinates seem to be trapped there."

"Aomo-san! Officer Shi Huaiya told us not to tell you, but I think we should still go help."

"…Coordinates."

"OK, I've sent it to you; meanwhile, could you check if there's any new intel?"

Watching the girls swim in the water, whether it was telepathy or magically constructed words, they'd likely be a sudden ambush, so he could only consider a quick disappearance—then he lingered for eight minutes in that reek‑filled area before gathering everyone.

Without waiting for the cerebellum axe to come over and thank him, he had to go greet the three girls who had scattered to look for him and apologize.

Then at 3:46 PM, to be precise, before his apology was even finished, the strange smell on him caused the other nearby horse girls to instinctively step back, and he was summoned again by Jie Si Ti Si's communication.

Thus he kept going back and forth until the school's dismissal bell rang.

Aomo himself couldn't recall how many times he'd left mid‑way; only by checking his memory crystal could he conclude it was fourteen times.

Fortunately he didn't resort to his usual urine‑escape tactic, or else people would have worried about his kidney or prostate.

So, once he finally had free time, had Sai Luo and Jie De finished their work?

Probably not.

Aomo glanced at the light screen, scrolling through the contact list—Sai Luo, Jie De, Jie Si Ti Si, and even after this blew up, the URA Association had specially entrusted Qianming and…

…who are basically office workers, easily summoned—Zhouri Ningjing.

Their outward status uniformly shows busyness.

They always have endless things to do, because the Alien Business Alliance is an unexpectedly large union, and in the past it has consistently lived up to its name by focusing on commercial development.

What does focusing on commercial development mean? It means getting involved in a lot.

Dozens of large corporations, nearly a hundred small and medium-sized companies, and under them are countless chains.

Business also hinges on connections, especially big business.

Of course, this doesn't mean these people are all criminals, nor does it mean they all possess information.

Just as Ke Fu's head merely wants to run a steady business, when such a colossus abruptly shifts direction and tilts its center of gravity, those who can't adapt or are dissatisfied will always be numerous.

But they may not even have the idea or courage to report proactively.

Partly it's due to circumstances, and partly… they themselves aren't clean enough to dare approach the police lightly.

The darkness beneath the deep water is not only plentiful but mixed with years of sediment; these things largely confuse the senses and hinder investigative progress. When Aomo realized his requests for help had become unusually frequent, he likewise realized that Sai Luo and Bi Que Ke Si might both be going down the wrong path.

But if that's how it develops, then Hei'an Ge Na is likely just a pawn already set in place.

His mind has also been deliberately fed a bunch of smoke grenades meant to confuse the senses.

【I won't ask for everything: Are you there?】

【Yuehuanshe: Why aren't you calling? Done with work?】

【I won't ask for everything: Nope, mine‑sweeping isn't that fast; there's a lot to clear.】

【Yuehuanshe: Perhaps approaching from a direction other than what's in hand would be more efficient.】

【I won't ask for everything: I've thought of that, but maybe it's reverse guidance? Anyway, the order from above is indeed to check things one by one; once such a written directive comes down, my team's independent authority is useless.】

【Yuehuanshe: Then we can only investigate】

【Maybe there's real stuff in those smoke grenades too—this is about as common a trick as it gets in a game of strategy.】

【I won't ask for everything: Yeah, but that just means we still haven't reached the core.】

【Sigh, the interrogation department is already pulling an all‑nighter; we also have to stay on standby, ready to act.】

Yuehuanshe: Come on! If we manage to crack it, we might even achieve a greater merit.

WontAskForAnything: Haha, nothing is that easy. If the Teqiju Juanzhang goes up another step, it's just a matter of seniority. Moreover, this case feels… a bit troublesome.

Yuehuanshe: Hei'an Ge Na, who fancies himself a strategist, is also just a pawn thrown out; the real mastermind is hidden deeper behind the scenes.

WontAskForAnything: Yes, I'm wondering if we underestimated their core group's scale from the very beginning.

Yuehuanshe: Regarding that, I think there isn't any.

WontAskForAnything: How so?

Yuehuanshe: This involves some knowledge of another world; being able to sacrifice someone like Hei'an Ge Na, a former imperial loyalist, as a pawn suggests the leader is either not Beiliya or a desperate Beiliya.

If it's the former possibility, a dangerous individual who outmatches Beiliya and is adept at scheming— a well-known one could be counted among ten, and none of them operate in teams.

As for the latter possibility, that's actually the easiest.

Compared to that possibility, it's better to suspect that it's someone who popped out of some obscure corner— an obscure but capable dangerous individual.

WontAskForAnything: Do you think it could be someone like that?

Yuehuanshe: I don't believe it; I'm just raising a possibility, but I think this possibility is too low.

If an obscure dangerous individual wants to make a name for themselves, this planet would undoubtedly be a considerable challenge—and also a rather poor choice.

Even if one is highly capable, they shouldn't stubbornly cling to such an inefficient option.

WontAskForAnything: There's still a possibility of a crime of passion, right?

Yuehuanshe: From my current perspective, the other party seems more like a crafty, veteran schemer; the so-called transaction of 'Devil Fragments' and 'Artificial Beiliya' itself could also be a smokescreen.

WontAskForAnything: After all, it's blown up this big, right? But if it's not for money but for power… that also can't be done, right?

Yuehuanshe: So what if money and power aren't important? Hmm? A purpose that ordinary resources can't chase after— this viewpoint could correspond to a well-known cosmic dangerous individual…

WontAskForAnything: Ah, I have to work again here; I'll leave first, Aomo— call me again if you have any ideas about the case.

Yuehuanshe: Likewise, good luck.