——New chatter Omer Linton has joined the UMA chat room——
Place makes perfect: [The newcomer is here! Here comes the new guy! .? Newcomers coming this time? 】
I’m maybe: [The newbie’s photos show off their academic qualifications! [Panda head picture]]
Good opera, take me away: [Isn’t this name your real name? Looks a bit familiar [Q version of Good Opera Confused Expression Pack]]
Life is all about participation: [It’s so funny, every newcomer is forced to go online with their real name, I never get tired of watching it no matter how many times [Penguin head emoticon pack]]
——Here comes the unicorn, where are you, the water machine? Shared a link, click to watch——
Unicorn, here I come, where are you, the water machine? :【is it this one? I recognized this name the first time I saw it! @In order to survive, stay strong, a message for newcomers! Wow, I changed my name so quickly! 】
Place makes perfect: [The lyrics of this name? 】
In order to survive, stay strong: [Song title "Abyss", newbies, please take care of me, I have something to do, so I will leave first. 】
Having said that, Omo immediately opened his app's online status to adjust it. Sure enough, the next moment, the chat room burst into a lot of greetings and disappointed words due to his response.
And he silently scrolled through the list of chat room members, but he also saw a lot of people such as: shoe supply developer, ancient crown team leader, training master, etc. Although their names were equally subtle, they had never spoken.
It would be better to say that the ones who seemed to speak often were the same faces who were still posting news.
The atmosphere is similar to the previous class group. Only a small number of current friends or familiar people are keen to speak, and the activity is the highest.
Looking back, he saw that this group of inconspicuous colleagues quickly skipped the episode where he joined the group. After the entire topic began to change, Omo continued to observe patiently.
Until the content of the chat began to appear, "Today's four great masters of Treson, East Grass Shangfei, West Divine Eagle Claw, South Emperor's Finger, North Star Cloud Sword. As well as a martial arts wizard who has already achieved fame and is unparalleled in the limelight: After Zhou Sipei's confused words, he saw multiple cheers.
For a moment, the scene was like the tea stall storytelling in Tom Yam's early years, but it had to be replaced with a cyber stage.
Immediately afterwards, he saw someone named Aite himself, posting a thumbnail of "Notes to New Trayson Trainers".
When I clicked on it, I saw that it seemed like a Treson version of some weird rules from previous years. It was made very serious with the main focus of being wary of horse girls.
If Omer was really a newbie, he would probably believe it.
Then the person who posted the picture was scolded by other trainers who couldn't hold it in anymore and jumped out.
Omer decided to leave the group chat as he had done in his previous speech.
It is not certain whether there are aliens, but I am sure that there is no topic. The chat content includes re-reading, emoticons, rambling, and it is very neurotic.
He has the style of a shady netizen. If he really just found a random online chat room with this style of painting, then Omo would think it was normal and wouldn't even mind entering.
But this is a trainer chat room.
Compared with the five or six people who are active, the more than thirty people who dive are the most important. Even Ms. Junchuan Reins is among them. She is roughly similar to the position of counselor in the class group.
Not sure whether the chat room had already been divided into camps, or whether some people were simply busy and had no time to look here. Omer chose to say hello and dive, but he found nothing after diving for more than ten minutes, except that he knew there might be a few strange flowers. Can't see anything else.
Thinking about whether this group of people corresponded to the trainers he knew who had the identity of time travellers, Omer put away the terminal and was walking around the campus. Let's start from the university area where there are not many students.
Not only did he not take off his hat, he even took out his mask and put it on again.
Considering that there is still some time before school ends in the morning, for Omo, who just wants to wander around the campus without considering the swimming pool, training ground, gymnasium, gym and other facilities, the "hat + mask" is mainly used for "prevention" A passing trainer + a horse girl and a horse racing girl who has relatively free courses at the university level.
Because according to Treson College’s course schedule, it is as follows:
[In the morning, general knowledge learning will be conducted like ordinary middle school and high school students;
In the afternoon, there will be race lectures, victory stages, sports nutrition, basic training, etc., with lectures centered on the race.
Horse racing girls who have not yet served as trainers will be managed by teachers as a team;
A racing girl who has signed a contract with a trainer can freely allocate time for training with the trainer she signed. 】
——It is precisely based on this rule that Omo can conclude that the morning will be the cleanest time in this school. At this time, he can pass by the classroom door one by one. Although his attire is eye-catching, the training on his chest The officer badge is sufficient to eliminate the suspicion of 'suspicious persons'.
Even if the memory of Qingzhu as the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee suddenly came up, there would be no problem.
——This is what he originally thought. He was extremely calm even when he heard the hurried footsteps that were unique to a horse racing girl. He was even in the mood to guess who he would meet next without any data support.
The western edge of the university department is connected to the high school department.
Retired, active duty, those who can appear in the teaching corridor instead of the classroom during this time——
He could think of at least six uncertain figures in his mind, and there was only one footsteps coming out of the corner. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The recent deconstruction conjectures have always been successful, which makes him miss the mistakes at this moment.
At this moment, he looked at those dark red eyes that seemed to be tiled with gratings.
I was ready to say something when I was ignored or questioned, so I took the initiative to take a half-step, but I saw the other person's eyes looking at me, and even the moment they met, those red eyes fell in the shadow of the bangs. , seems to be shining brightly.
"Got you."
The maroon horse's ears were fully raised, and the corners of his mouth curved in an extremely oppressive arc.
"Guinea Pig-kun is even more suspicious than before."
"It's called Omer Linton, right?"
Eliseko, the blind spot of Omo's guess, was walking towards him at the moment.
As a high school horse racing girl, she is also a racing girl without a trainer. She was recognized by the school at a young age. Her professional level is not inferior to that of some university research institutions. As a researcher, she does not have to be as honest as other students. A racing girl taking lessons.
She is special enough.
He is the kind of person who has excellent talent in running, but his talent in learning even exceeds his running qualifications.
Especially since there is no other such existence in the entire Teresan.
But it’s also low-key enough.
She rarely attends games, let alone public events.
Therefore, when talking about the racehorse girl, everyone will always unconsciously ignore her existence, just like Omer did forget to consider her existence just now.
so.
"There is a question that has been bothering me for a long time."
"..." Omo was silent. His thinking was never slow. He had already sensed something was wrong since the other party's terrifying smile when they first met him. When the other party directly said his name, he realized even more that he was being manipulated. Focus on the facts.
The city of Tianmen? Inevitably, it is the most direct way to obtain name information.
Omo's thoughts were spinning, and only the key was missing.
But no matter how keen she was on research, Ari Taoko would not be able to remember this name, even if the name involved a mysterious and special existence like a monster, let alone actively track herself.
Then it should have been earlier - that interview!
Then contact what he knows about Aritachyon’s mental modeling
At that moment, Omer considered the possibility of running away.
Think about whether your running speed, which is like the basic form of the Showa Knight, can compete with a horse racing girl who is naturally good at this.
The possibility of taking off directly by flapping its wings was also considered.
Then reject them one by one.
There is no benefit in making a big fuss, and there is still room for change in this matter.
so.
Omo turned his attention back to letting go, and the extremely fast thinking he was proud of allowed him to speak before the other party:
"Why don't we talk somewhere else?"
Eri Soko, who obviously did not expect the other party to say this, was stunned for a moment, and then the smile on her face grew instead of diminishing:
"...Okay, I just have a place where we can have a good chat."
(End of chapter)
