Although if you choose to race, there will be a ready-made venue in front of you.
However, Omer still chose racing.
They also put forward the conditions for the other party to provide a car and a secret venue to ensure that the competition itself would not spread.
At least not in the near future.
This condition is far from harsh.
Although excellent racing cars must be synonymous with expensiveness, for Marushanski, who is immersed in this art and has many connections, it is not difficult to get it at all.
It's better to say that she can provide it herself.
There are several sports cars in the garage that can be used as racing cars.
The Lamborghini Tach LP400s, which was the same red as her winning and losing uniform, was able to appear for a long time just because she particularly liked it.
As for the request to keep it secret... the other party agreed in an 'understanding' manner without asking why.
Homais knew why, so he was not very moved.
Originally, he had almost forgotten those days half a month ago - even though there was still a Sirius symbol acting as the liaison of the Symbol Family, showing up from time to time, he really didn't even think about it!
Even the internet was reconnected a few days ago.
In addition to not speaking on the public real-name network, he can still speak in several private chat rooms including the trainer chat room, and he has also found a new way to peek into the Guiyuanzhidang chat room!
——[It is detected that the account [foreign person] logs in from another place. If it is done by myself, you can ignore this message]
The alien is indeed a symbol of Yue Chi.
This conjecture was not even confirmed when the memories of Omo and Yuechi's symbol flowed backwards, but when Omo collected the legacy cards that were not intended to be stuffed into the portable card box, he became aware of them together with the remaining fragments of Yuechi's symbol.
Even the account password was lost. The terminal, as a symbol of Yuechi's legacy, was intercepted through the police station's request and was taken over by Omer.
Unlike the merchants, the name Yiren has been disguised very well, and everyone else in the Hall of Return does not know his true identity - which makes him a very suitable candidate for exchange.
Although the current Guiyuanzhitang looks more and more like an ordinary netizen chat room, after getting rid of the businessmen, only Kanlong, an apparently fugitive netizen, is left. There is no need to open a trumpet and sing about double porn.
But what if?
The deeds of [The Stranger] have proven that there may be high-risk twisted elements who remain silent in this chat room.
The identity of the other people has not been confirmed. Maybe there is another netizen who can exchange money?
If nothing else, this old man Moriarty is very difficult to say, isn't he?
Although it would be very difficult to target him... Before there was evidence and a high bounty, Omer didn't want to take on such a hard problem, so it would be better to leave it to the police or even the Sherlock Holmes of this world.
He would be willing to provide an assist and manually create a waterfall with the power of a monster.
This time, the special attack attribute cannot be maxed out!
But after such a brainstorm, he still had to face the fact that except for private chat rooms such as the Hall of Return and the Central Trainer Communication Room, it was not convenient for him to speak or even go online.
At this time, you have to find something to do.
With more homework and more reality, you don’t have to think about the troubles of the Internet - and then you will be hit by the red supercar.
"You actually gave up running with us in order to race with Maruzen-senpai!" Airi Tatoko's face was full of disbelief.
Omo's face was expressionless: "You sound like I've surrendered to the enemy."
"You would rather race with Maruzen-senpai than run with us!" She said in a different way.
"I don't like hearing what Xiao Suzi said!" A red supercar warming up not far away honked its horn in dissatisfaction.
Horse racing girls who have retired for many years often have to face the fact that the peak of their careers has passed. In fact, Omo has not collected any gossip about Maruzensky's private training or even participating in private competitions.
The red supercar with 9 wins from 9 games, she is probably really satisfied when she chooses to retire.
When facing some young juniors, I said something like, "I haven't run in a long time," and "I just watched everyone's running methods!" They are all very good! Very awesome! It makes me feel embarrassed'.
Dongshang Changping came closer and asked in a low voice: "Does this senior always talk like an aunt?", and Ali Suzi also came over: "Is it a polite word? Is he a guy who secretly trains at night like the teahouse? "
"...I didn't train secretly..."
Putting aside the protest at the teahouse, it is also not important that Dongshang Reform spoke to the other party - the way in which both Hongying and Jidong were silent Look at the warm-up action of Maruzenski, and look at Miura Bourbon who is facing a powerful enemy.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
It’s time to consider the possibility of Miss Maruzensky’s Versailles.
He trains with the highest intensity, and Bourbon, who has always been meticulous and extremely serious about warm-ups, can see the amazing qualities displayed by the opponent's lower back, pressing the ground, and pressing the legs.
That exaggerated stride, that handprint deep in the grass, that easy jumping...
It was clearly a warm-up action, but it was as if he had already warmed up and was in perfect condition.
This may be an excellent talent.
Like a warrior who has been tempered for thousands of times, he can enter the battle state at any time.
In comparison, the five girls who had just run together for a race, although they had had enough rest, the gap in their moods was obviously widening because they had just suffered a setback.
In the previous simulation competition, as expected, the winner was Miss Desert Hero, followed by Manchester City Tea House, and then Miura Bourbon.
Although Omo was a little shocked that Tea House, which had not yet officially entered the competition, could defeat Bourbon, who was already preparing for the Chrysanthemum Awards, Omo was even more concerned about Dongshang Transformation and Ellie Soko who were lagging behind.
When the Ma Niang researcher realized that he had not even run away from the willful and childish little witch, the dark red under the blinds also dimmed.
Although he never thought that a few girls could beat the world-famous seniors, when he had the opportunity to witness the running style that the media called 'different dimension', he still had to call Bourbon and Tachyon over.
"Pay attention to the status."
"Yes, master."
The cyber horse girl's eyes were as calm as her tone.
Miura Bourbon, who had just lost to his partner, which was equivalent to losing in the final battle of the persistent classic Triple Crown, was also aware of the status of his partner's daily training, and the only requirement for himself was to continue to improve.
Omo was very reassured by her, so after getting the response, he looked at Eliseko who turned his head and looked away.
"Tachyon." He raised his hands and put them on the other person's shoulders.
Such solemnity also made the latter look back.
"Do you still remember the preliminary schedule we filled out? In August, you and Cha Zao will have a debut match, and then accumulate bonuses and number of fans to prepare for the Asahi Cup in December."
"Long distance, this is a simulation that is destined to expose problems, and it is also a final adjustment for you."
"Searching, summarizing, guessing, trial and error, you still remember what I said back then, right?"
The scarlet in the blinds may not light up, but it does reflect the dark red in the other person's eyes.
The devil was very serious, and this seriousness suddenly pulled out the scarlet that was bound under the blinds.
"It's just an experiment that failed. What's your attitude, Mr. Guinea Pig?"
His face was clearly full of dissatisfaction, but Omer smiled, raised his hand and rubbed the other person's head as if he didn't care about the other person's dangerous expression.
"Indeed, then I'm looking forward to the new data given by Dr. FTL."
As he spoke, he was facing the latter's 'resistance' when he suddenly heard a cry from behind:
"That's right, Trainer Linton! Are you sure you don't want to use your motorcycle?"
After being grabbed by Suzi's wrist, he turned around and saw the brown-haired horse girl who had finished warming up looking at him with concern on her face.
"The specifications of a racing car are different from that of a motorcycle."
"Of course, I know, but the competition should still have similar standards, right?"
Omo said, slightly breaking away from Tachyon's hand, and then patted Tachyon's shoulder again:
"No matter what the outcome is, it will at least be an outcome acceptable to both parties."
