Chapter 172 Everyone is good at pretending to be stupid.

Tama, does fighting against gangs and companies really have anything to do with trainers?

The afternoon sun was always bright, and the forest where the spirit appeared was always damp and cold. Homais, who was descending the mountain, strongly suspected that this temperature difference would cause everyone who came to visit to catch a cold.

But it didn't matter if he thought about it, and he didn't know how many people in this college knew that the head of the three goddesses was permanently stationed in the back mountain.

She is the only one who can be regarded as a stay-at-home mom...

Omer thought about the fact that during his second visit he had only seen traces of Godolphin Arabia and Bayer Türkiye, but the gods had already left, and he felt a little sad about his bad luck.

As for the pressure of communicating with God, especially the pressure of communicating with mind readers, that is another matter.

If the harvest is enough, it is not unacceptable.

But this is exactly what is regrettable.

Although the news confirmed the goddess's attitude, it was not an ideal result.

Although Omer always thinks about the worst possibility, he still hopes that reality will be easier if he has to choose.

For example, the goddesses were very angry about this matter and personally imposed divine punishment. As the three goddesses of the horse race, the three goddesses still have considerable status and power, so it is not impossible to take action.

But they are obviously not in a hurry, or perhaps they cannot be in a hurry.

Instead, it was Dali Arabia who kicked the balloon to herself.

The three goddesses of horse racing girls don't encourage the trainers to train their horse girls well. They just let the trainers deal with gangs and suspicious companies... I always feel that something is wrong.

But there seems to be no problem.

After all, this does involve the safety of the horse racing girls.

But shouldn’t this be the association’s business?! Entrusting it to the trainers is as if you three goddesses don’t intend to cause trouble and want to help Sunday Serenity.

She did say: 'That Akikawa guy's vision...' Right?

His smooth joining was facilitated by the Chairman, but the title was somewhat familiar, which made him naturally speculate about their relationship, and then thought that it might also be the Chairman's attitude.

Then I thought from this speculation that until now, the disciplinary committee member who came to 'arrest' himself had not appeared, let alone a formal invitation from Rudolf's symbolic contact information.

Is the chairman willing to cover himself up because of pure appreciation, or because he has already noticed the consideration of quietness on Sunday?

Thinking back to when Sunday Serenity mentioned that he did not want to cause trouble to Chairman Akikawa, Omo knew that it would be inconvenient to collect intelligence, and that the mysterious horse girls probably had some intersections that were difficult to contact.

Such past events must be opened with a special 'key', and right now, he only has a badge.

A trainer's badge pinned to the chest can only attract greetings from colleagues and awe from horse girls.

Of course, this "fear" part is not caused by the badge at all.

Omer no longer wanted to care about where his reputation had reached. He just confirmed that the three goddesses would not provide direct help, thinking that this was good news for Sunday Serenity, and from the perspective of the trust relationship, it was also good news for himself.

The work can continue, but it is unrealistic to expect divine punishment.

But now it can also be said to be 'ordered by God', although no one would believe a demon with such a name.

"What else is on you?"

Well, maybe some people still believe it.

He has returned to the playground from the back mountain. There are quite a few racing girls here who will greet Omer, and there is even a 'Script No. 1' who approaches with a slight frown.

Although Narita Shirito didn't notice anything herself, she was able to detect abnormalities through the shadow's feedback, which was far more uneasy than usual.

"I went to visit the manufacturer of Yushou, and then I became the agent of the gods."

"Is there such a comic development?" With a tone like 'Script No. 2', you probably don't believe it.

Representative Qianming came running happily, her sportswear was stained with grass clippings, and the edges of her shoes were stained with evidence of trampling on the track.

"There's no conflict like in the comics."

"That would be boring!"

"This is for future conversation."

"Is it such a troublesome practice?"

"It's such a troublesome practice."

Representative Qianming and Omo, who was approaching the runway fence, were chatting with each other. To Shirita Narita, it sounded like a conversation between two topics. Compared with this strange sense of harmony, she cared more about Omo.

The 'divine agent' mentioned.

Thinking about the efficacy of the guard, and then thinking about where such a thing came from, she completely believed Omer's words.

"Um...what exactly did the manufacturer say?"

I wanted to ask the gods directly, but after a moment of silence I decided to switch to the manufacturer. Narita Shiruhito really didn’t want to further arouse Qianming-senpai’s casual interest.

Although if you think about it carefully, you will find that it was caused by Qianming’s ‘whim’.

The shadow related to the Great Shock made her a little uneasy no matter how she thought about it, and she had already made up her mind to go back to the Student Union to check the information handled by the eldest sister.

Before that, we have to try our best not to arouse this senior's interest.

"Nothing specific was said, we have to deal with it ourselves."

Omer smiled subtly, then looked at Elita Taiko, who was still running on the field, and then glanced at Miura Bourbon, who was dragging heavy tires and doing strength training not far away.

"How are those two people?" he asked, so Script No. 1 and No. 2 began to answer the progress.

You need to look for clues to entrust and pay attention to the training results. This is the job of a mercenary trainer.

And compared to his investigation progress where the clues are as numerous and messy as electrical cables.

The training results of the horse girls are always intuitive and ideal, which can slightly dilute the gloom.

After all, this training can be continued. As long as there is no emergency, it is far from the time to swim against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

Eliseko is still recovering and there is no bottleneck yet.

The bottleneck of Miura Bourbon is intuitive, it lies in skills and talent. Regarding this, Omo has formulated a training plan in the training plan that can make Qianming representative shine.

For example, the need to use the source energy training field is more like training for battle than racing.

But not today either.

"Compared with little Bourbon's slow progress, I think her way of speaking has improved significantly! Maybe I also have the talent to be a teacher unexpectedly!"

Representative Chiaki, who holds her head high and chest high, may be suitable for a potion that can make her nose elongate.

Omer had read such a sentiment from the slight disdain in Narita Shiruhito's cold eyes.

But it didn't seem to be completely false. After all, a few minutes later, Omo saw Miura Bourbon approaching the heavy-duty transport wheel with an embedded alloy structure. His greeting to him was not: 'Confirm Master, judge the scene: say hello',

Instead:

"Welcome back, Master."

"I'm back, but it looks like it's almost over for you guys."

"Is it finally over? I ran a full two seconds faster this time, Guinea Pig."

"But you still have to lose at least 5 seconds from your ideal speed! Ari Tachyon!"

"...Take it step by step, Bai Ren." Seeing that Tachyon's gaze became dangerous, Omo decided to smooth things over for the time being, so as not to see Bai Ren's eyes glowing or Tachyon being dragged by a shadow the next day.

When I think about it, I feel like the dangerous aura represented by Qianming around me is not that strong, but it is still a first-class trouble.

Every sentence was like a master of pretending to be stupid, making him feel that he had met his opponent from an analytical level.

There should be a reason for everything. As for Qianming's doubts, Omer's most supportive guess is obviously related to Sunday Serenity.

As long as you consider whether Sunday Ningjing's actions are somewhat selfish, and then consider her other possible gray identities... whether Qianming is an enemy or a friend, Omo can't say clearly.

Simply don't try to expose it, but test it.

"Tachyon, although I'm very sorry, can you tell me about the previous results now?"

"?"

Faced with Tachyon's dangerous eyebrow raise, Omer calmly pointed out the core of his words:

"That is, mental data."

Hearing this unfamiliar vocabulary, Narita Shiruhito looked away. Representative Qianming was as curious as ever, but Miura Bourbon showed no signs of fluctuation.

No one is OOC, but everyone can be OOC.

Thank you Jie Konghuan for the reward, thank you.

I'll see if there is an update later. This chapter came late because the timing was set wrong. I didn't find out until I opened the starting point after applying the medicine.
Chapter completed!