"Even if you go first, it's very ordinary. Tako-chan is not used to running at the pace of middle distance."
"The Super Light Princess wouldn't make that kind of mistake! She just...she just..."
The pink-haired girl shouted something even more shameful than Bize's name of 'Taiko-chan'. It was hard to believe how she could say this name in a crowded auditorium like a racecourse.
Then, of course, everyone around me looked at her.
Teahouse: "Super light speed...?"
Bourbon: "Princess?"
Akane: "Oh~ you are very good at talking! Digi-chan~"
"Uh-huh..."
Her ears drooped down, and the digital Ma Niang named Ellie seemed to have been severely beaten. Her dying eyes showed a hint of struggling for survival.
She saw two adult men looking towards her. They both had the identity of trainers, and one of them was even the trainer of her roommate.
It is said that he is a mature and steady person.
What did he say?
"Respect, understand, and bless."
"Guwa..."
——
Although they have been mentioned many times, this is the first time they have actually met in person.
Being Ari Soko's roommate in the campus dormitory means that she is also a Central Horse racing girl with full potential.
To Omer, she also has a very familiar quality, just like having a Metronian next to him.
This is the quality of being able to see stars running in the field.
That is Ma Niang idol chef.
And it is of extremely high purity.
This kind of person can be said to be like a fish in water when he enrolls in Treson.
Every classmate is an idol who can D.
Today I saw a sticker saying "respect death", and tomorrow I saw a sticker there "respect death". Because I didn't feel bored at all, I became a frequent visitor to the infirmary.
Frequent anemia and so on... The blood vessels in the nasal mucosa are not very strong, and I have been doing sit-ups peacefully for a long time.
It sounds like a troublesome student, probably a problem student, but in fact, Ali Digital has quite a strong self-control.
This can also be seen from the fact that she would feel ashamed if the name was leaked - this girl has considerable common sense, so she usually tries her best to hide these 'abnormalities'.
Just like a dead house who tries to cover up his shameful surroundings, trying to retain a normal reputation in society.
Most of these people are inconspicuous on weekdays, so they cannot be called problem students.
There are even a few individuals who even have good reputations and high-quality social connections.
As for Ali Digital, as a student from Central Teresin, a rising star who is talented in both mud and grass, it is so difficult to hide in mediocrity.
But she clearly lacks self-awareness.
She didn't even realize that compared to the horse racing girl's almost guaranteed running talent, the 'ability' she developed through her hobbies was a truly rare skill.
It can also help yourself and others’ racing careers.
Even Arisuko, who rarely praises others, would mention it in front of Omer and praise it as "very worthy of being used as an experimental reference, because of the digital master's vision and judgment."
She can almost be regarded as the same kind as Omer. She has investigated and understood countless horse girls intentionally or unintentionally, and has developed a certain kind of 'professional sense'.
So she can tell.
Just like the three silent retired horse girls sitting behind, and like the first-class trainer sitting next to Omer, sitting upright.
At a young age and experience, and not from the perspective of a client like Omer, I can keep up with the knowledge of these people...
Central Teresen’s environment where he can meet countless outstanding horse girls is indispensable.
But even so, there is no feeling that like is mutually exclusive - in other words, in terms of personality, the two of them are not the same, and they also have different emphasis on the use of 'insight'.
So Omo still greeted: "Please focus on the field, girls."
Even though the previous words almost caused the other party to lose his glory, the current words could still attract the grateful eyes of the pink-haired girl. After all, there was still room for redemption.
Right now, I have only half a foot in the prison of social death. If I really let the girls I 'push' to be pressured by your words and my words, then I will really go to the execution ground.
But even if Omo doesn't speak, someone else will speak.
It looks like Yutaka Nishizaki on the side, and the three eldest sisters behind.
Although it is very casual on weekdays, this is a competition scene after all.
"Sakura leaves traces! Still maintaining the leading position! Kengoki is in hot pursuit, followed by a classic comedy that maintains a constant speed, standing in front of Eri Taoko, intending to completely seal Eri Tako by relying on the advantage of the prologue. Is there a way forward?"
The sound from the commentary box was always there, spreading throughout the stadium through the broadcast, making many gamblers who bet on Ali Soko extremely nervous.
But Arisoko's real 'family and friends group' is noisy and noisy without any sense of crisis.
This includes Akane, who doesn't know much about horse racing, and Miss Yamato Akihiro, who had a video call with Yutaka Nishizaki and was eager to rush to the arena immediately.
The latter is naturally guaranteed by the trainer's vision, while the confidence of the former comes from the calmness of the Tachyon trainer.
Not only was it calm, it was simply undisciplined!
The little snake even raised his hand in the air from time to time. The rhythm of his five fingers seemed to be very fast, but it also took a long time.
He looked completely unfocused, not to mention worried about Taiko-chan.
[If you are photographed by reporters like this, some people will attack you for not caring enough about being a horse girl]
The sudden news alert stopped the beating of the fingertips.
Omo turned around and saw Representative Qianming, who was still looking at his phone, slowly raising his eyes. When he met his eyes, he waved and smiled silently, which attracted suspicious looks from friends on both sides.
No words spoken, no dialogue.
The new trainer turned around again, leaning on the back of his chair with his arms folded, overlooking the arena.
It seemed that he was finally focused on the field, but occasionally he raised his eyes and looked at the screen in mid-air.
They are collapsing and toppling, and the buildings on the screen are constantly falling apart.
Thanks to a certain Metronian who was already sitting next to him, Omer had sent out a set of coordinates more than ten minutes ago.
The creation of a new world by the invading coalition forces is carried out at the data level, so there should be a real data host, just like the existence of the 'World Tree' and 'Constantity' in the digital world.
The supreme being is often regarded as a god to ensure the operation and even expansion of the world.
Destroying Him, or even controlling Him, would truly put the plans of this group of aliens in vain.
It was precisely because Omo couldn't find His existence that he asked the Metron man to do it for him.
But now...some people are still doing it for them.
Chaldea, the Clock Tower, the Kingdom of Light, super agents, as well as various mercenary teams and police plainclothes who sneaked in first - 'just men' of various sizes and sizes, representing various positions. , all operating in that data world that cannot be directly destroyed.
They have always been unable to find the target, and they have been investigating and fighting at their own pace and style. At this moment, they have successively obtained the top-secret information in their own way.
Heading towards that corner of the new world.
And the people behind it all are watching it all on the screen.
In the crowded auditorium, even if you point too much at the scene, you will be captured and criticized. You can only fold your arms honestly and overlook the stadium.
Looking down at the field after the horse girls have passed the first corner.
Then he twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly.
Looking at Airi Taiko, who was still lagging behind, almost as the tail of the vanguard, he already realized what the new trainer was trying to do. He silently reached into his pocket and pulled out Galatron's card.
He now needs to strengthen the multi-threaded logic project and prepare drafts for subsequent interviews.
After all, that girl dared to use the arena as an observation and testing ground, so the next step should also be to show Ma Niang's desire not to admit defeat.
If you think about it better, you should probably feel a little relieved.
Of the three horse racing ladies under his command, one of them finally made use of his intelligence.
And the price...
Even in his denunciation of himself, I am afraid there will be more tricks and tricks.
(End of chapter)
