Omer had to admit that divinity is a noble quality, but it is also a scarce resource among gods.
Of course, this does not refer to some kind of label that will be injured by special attacks, but a kind of heart and spirit.
Someone once said: Human beings evolved from animals. They already have human form, and they should evolve from human form into the divine. Therefore, if you want to create personality, you must eliminate animal nature and generate divinity. Only then can human beings progress to the extreme.
Divinity is the end of intelligence, a symbol of transcendence, and what is meant by the so-called gods.
But it is a pity that in reality, the proportion of extraordinary beings who are given the status of "gods" and regard themselves as gods, even if they possess this "divine nature", is not very high.
Not even as tall as some Ultraman.
Dali Arabia is undoubtedly a typical case.
It is true that Omo once thought of confronting the three goddesses out of impulse, but at that time, what he wanted was to point out from the moral high ground with his sharp tongue.
This will probably work for Godolphin Arabia and Bayer Türkiye.
The goddess Ma Niang, who represents kindness, and the goddess Ma Niang, who emphasizes discipline, both have real human parts and are quite intellectual.
But alas, he met Dali Arabia.
This goddess is said to be the paternal ancestor of about 95% of today's purebred horses. She has the highest status among the three goddesses, but she has the highest proportion of animal nature among the three goddesses. In a sense, things must be reversed.
To be honest, as far as horses are concerned, it is difficult for herbivorous animals of the order Perissodactyl to be related to the concept of "beasts".
But the shadow of the majestic horse that Omer had seen more than once always exuded that distinct violence and oppression.
The last time I got this feeling was from King Hypa Aire, and even earlier it was from the disposable Ghidorah card he put in his office.
Not to mention a beast, it is simply a monster.
It's impossible to reason with this kind of guy. It's easy to get carried away with a few words. Once you get carried away, you won't be able to listen. The verbal confrontation can easily turn into a physical confrontation.
In order not to go to the whole school to report his criticism, Omo finally chose to apologize.
And Dali Arabia made no further demands, and everyone's respective expressions of reconciliation were simply completed, which reminded Omer of the conflicts between children when they were still in the orphanage.
Thinking back to the confrontation when they first met...he had no choice but to come to that conclusion:
This hot-tempered goddess may be no different from a child. Perhaps even the words she whispered to her ear at the beginning were playful and playful.
"Seriously, do you still want to carry out that bet?"
"If I remember correctly, His Excellency Godolphin Arab and I never mentioned suspending the bet."
"But you don't look like you want to sign that kid."
“You don’t have to be a trainer to ensure she regains her sparkle.”
"What if she signs up as a trainer?"
"There is no such possibility."
"Why are you so sure?"
"I am me and she is her."
"Okay, then come on, I actually hope you win, or... everyone hopes."
At the end of her words, her figure began to fade and disappear, and the conversation between the two sides started again. The Desert Hero was chatting with Rong Jin Shining about possible hobbies in the new universe, because they felt that the furnishings in the dream were subconscious. The effect is either Rong Jin shining himself, or the new universe's preferences, or a mixture of the two.
It sounds like there is some reference, just like the method of finding a lost person also includes finding a place where the other person will like to stay.
On the other side of the cooking room.
Teahouse, Bourbon and Aiori were chatting together, and the latter had already been in a hurry to stay away from Ms. Moon and rush to the former two as early as the beginning.
At the moment, they were expressing their opinions on the precision of cake making, and did not notice that Omo, who was in the indoor aisle, changed his position and posture.
But beside Aizhi, the faint shadow was tilting its head doubtfully towards Omer.
When Omo pointed his finger at her to be silent, she suddenly performed a crooked military salute that she learned somewhere.
This made the devil sigh in his heart.
The younger sister is always so well-behaved, while the elder sister is always tired to look at.
Of course, the real wit who lights up the light screen and asks, "Brother, has Sister Aizhi gone to your place?" is often somewhere in between.
Even though the cooking time has passed now, Omo doesn't think it's a good idea to ask her to come over. After all... has the little conflict between her and Rong Jin Shining over dessert making passed?
Miss Shine is a girl who is a little slow in expressing emotions. She is relatively cautious and conservative in dealing with any unknown situation, while Clever is a child who is good at hiding. Even if there is no conflict between the two, they are still the same. He would be looked at with suspicion by Omer.
Based on this, he finally diverted the conversation while giving her an answer.
This is not difficult, after all, Zhen Ji Ling is still a junior high school student. There is no trainer, so he has to attend classes according to the school schedule.
And when he turned around, he saw two pieces of black forest cake cut into small pieces had fallen in front of him.
The small fork is also placed securely on the edge of the plate.
"...Trainer, acceptance."
"Master, please confirm the quality."
Teahouse and Bourbon each came forward holding their own portions, with the same expectation in their dark gold and blue eyes.
Visually speaking, the two Black Forest cakes are almost the same as the 'precision' that Omer hoped they would learn.
Chocolate chips that are evenly spaced and nearly equal in length. It's like using a measuring stick, the cake layer and cream layer at the incision are evenly and stably distributed, almost like the same piece under the industrial product.
Omer could almost imagine the two of them imitating and restoring the appearance step by step according to Rong Jin's shining steps. The prototype of this cake was probably in the cake package that Ms. Moon took away.
But it's just like, just like the 'almost' used just now, there is still room for difference.
For example, the simple black forest cake in Bourbon's hand seems to be more uniform and slightly longer in the scraping and cutting of chocolate chips. However, there is actually a small difference mixed in the teahouse's work, and the cream layer is thinner than the cake layer. A little, reflecting her certain resistance to sugar.
Although the evaluation of pastry making should also take into account the taste of the other party, this training is about pursuing precise will rather than quietly showing oneself.
So at this moment, he put away his hands and took two steps back. Only then did he have time to observe the difference between himself and Bourbon's classmates, and lowered his ears slightly.
"90 points, it's all 90 points."
"...Really?" The cafeteria raised his eyes again, doubting that this was a white lie from the trainer. Then he saw the trainer took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, then walked to the two people's cooking table and bowed slightly. Looking at the cakes that the two of them had saved.
"Naturally, your foundations and standards are different."
He said, looking at the cake on the Bourbon cooking table with cherries evenly placed on the top.
"She already has a certain foundation in precision performance, so I will be more strict with her progress. As for Tea House, you have to understand that even for things like 'precision', everyone's performance is different. "
Looking towards the tea seat, she saw the black forest cake with a lot of chocolate chips of different colors. Either she was thinking about herself, or she was thinking about herself.
He and Cha Zao were the only ones in the entire office who liked desserts and were not particularly interested in sugar.
"With the goal of running, your stride length and stride length cannot be the same as Bourbon's, and the precise movement correction you need to achieve cannot be the same as Bourbon's."
"...So it's really 90 points?"
"That's right, let's enjoy the meal. How about Orihime-san come and try it too?" He picked up the plastic knife beside the cake and looked at the admiring Orihime who had been silent and silent before, without mentioning the other person's new beginning. The gaze he kept on him until the end was just an invitation.
"But there are still a few dollars left. After all, we have to prepare some snacks for the tea party for the technical director and another classmate, right?" He looked at the two people near the podium in the distance.
The conversation over there has unconsciously skipped topics, and now the topic of tail hair maintenance seems to have little to do with the new universe.
But Omer couldn't say that they were off topic, after all, he had already heard a lot of clues for reference.
But the admiring Orihime, who had seen how he got along with his horse girl as a trainer, suddenly lowered his complicated eyes and looked at the phone, tapping quickly.
But in the end she realized that she didn't have the other party's contact information, so she could only take two steps forward and held out her phone to him expressionlessly.
[I suddenly remembered, why did you and Rong Jin shine like you were meeting for the first time? 】
Omo looked at it and replied with a smile on his face: "Because it is indeed the first time we meet."
Teaza and Bourbon, who didn't see the content on the screen, looked at the strange two people and couldn't help but murmur whether this was also part of the trainer's rehabilitation plan for Orihime-san. In their impression, they admired Orihime-san's mental abnormality. Not yet.
Admire Orihime had no idea about this, she just suddenly took back her phone and typed quickly:
[Have you ever told other horse girls about your account? 】
"Of course there is no need."
"Do I need it?"
"Before asking this, you might as well think back to your previous state."
"..."
"Okay, okay, two or three of you, let's go and join those two chatting. It's rest time after training, so let's have a tea party together."
"...The trainer won't come?"
"The ladies' tea party does not require men to join," Omer said, suddenly raising his hand, and a camera screen transformed into the original light screen in front of him, "I just have to be busy with my affairs here. "
"If it's related to the new universe, then I also..."
"It's just some chores, I can handle them myself. After I finish them, I believe I will need your help and those two's help soon."
(End of chapter)
