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Chapter 172 Everyone is a good player at pretending to be stupid
Tama, is fighting gangs and corporations really about trainers?
The afternoon sun is always strong, and the forest where the gods appear is always wet and cold. Homa, who is going down the mountain, very much doubts that this temperature difference will make every audience catch a cold.

But it doesn't matter if he wants to come to God, and he doesn't know how many people in this academy can know the fact that the head of the three goddesses is resident in the back mountain.

She is the only one who can be regarded as a squatting at home...

Omer thought about the fact that Godolphin had only seen traces of Godolphin Arabia and Bayer Turkey during his second visit, but God had already left, feeling a little bit unlucky.

As for the pressure to communicate with God, especially with mind readers, that's another story.

If the harvest is enough, it is not unacceptable.

But unfortunately that's exactly what happened.

Although it was learned that the attitude of the goddess was confirmed, it was not an ideal result.

Although Omer always thinks towards the worst possibility, but if he chooses, he still hopes that the reality will be easier.

For example, the goddesses were furious about this matter, and personally sent down divine punishment—the three goddesses, as the three pillar gods of the racehorse girl, still have considerable status and power, and it is not impossible to do it.

But they were obviously not in a hurry, or maybe they couldn't.

Instead, Dali Arabia kicked the balloon to herself.

The three goddesses of horse racing girls, it’s okay not to encourage the trainers to train their horse girls well, let the trainers deal with gangs and suspicious companies... I always feel that everything is wrong.

But there seems to be no problem.

After all, it does involve the safety of the racehorse girl.

But shouldn't this be the association's business? !Entrusting it to the trainer is as if you three goddesses don't plan to make a big fuss, but want to help Sunday Tranquility.

She did say: 'That guy Akikawa's eyes...' right?
His smooth entry into the post was facilitated by the chairman, but this title was somewhat familiar, which made him naturally speculate about his relationship, and then pondered that he might also be the attitude of the chairman.

Then I thought from this speculation that up to now, no disciplinary committee member has come to 'arrest' him, let alone a formulaic invitation from Rudolph's symbolic contact information.

The chairman is willing to help him cover it, is it because of pure appreciation, or has he noticed the consideration of Sunday's tranquility?

Thinking back on Sunday that Tranquility mentioned that he didn't want to cause trouble to Chairman Akikawa, Amo knew that these horse girls who were inconvenient to collect information and full of mysteries probably had some difficult to contact intersections.

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

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

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

Omer no longer wants to care about where his wind assessment has reached. He just confirmed that the three goddesses will not provide direct help, thinking that this is good news for Sunday Tranquility, and it is also good news for himself from the perspective of the entrusting relationship.

The work can continue, but it is unrealistic to depend on God's punishment.

But now it can also be said to be "following the order of the gods", although no one would believe a demon with such a name.

"What's on you again?"

Well, there may still be people who believe it.

He has returned to the playground from the back mountain. There are many racehorse girls who will greet Omer here, and there is even "Script One" approaching with a slight frown.

Narita Bairen, although she didn't notice anything herself, she was able to detect abnormalities through the shadow's feedback that was far more disturbing than usual.

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

"Is there still such a comic development?" The tone of "Script No. [-]" is probably unbelievable.

Representative Qian Ming came running happily. Her sportswear was covered with grass clippings, and the hem of her shoes was covered with "evidence" of trampling on the track.

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

"Wouldn't it be boring!"

"This is for future conversations."

"Is it such a troublesome practice?"

"It's such a troublesome practice."

Representative Qianming and Omer, who was approaching the fence of the runway, chatting with Narita Bairen one by one. It sounded like a conversation between the two topics. Compared with this weird sense of harmony, she cared more about Omer. Mentioned 'God Proxy'.

Thinking about the efficacy of the shou, and thinking about where the shou would come from, she completely believed what Amo said.

"What... exactly did the manufacturer say?"

He wanted to ask the gods directly, but after a moment of silence, he turned to be a manufacturer. Narita Bairen really didn't want to further arouse Qianming's casual interest.

Although if you think about this matter carefully, you will find that it was caused by Qian Ming's representative's 'spur of the moment'.

The shadow related to the big 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 processed by the elder sister.

Before that, try not to arouse the interest of this senior sister.

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

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

"How are those two?" he asked, and script one and two began to answer the progress.

It is necessary to find the clues of the entrustment and pay attention to the training results. This is the job of a mercenary trainer.

And compared to his clue walk, which is as messy as electrical cables, the investigation progress is messy and messy.

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

After all, this training can continue, as long as there is no unexpected situation, it is far from the time to sail against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Eri Tachoko is still recovering, so there is no bottleneck yet.

The bottleneck of Miura Bourbon is intuitive, it lies in skills and talents.In this regard, Omer has formulated a training plan in the training plan that can make Qian Ming's eyes shine.

It seems to be about the need to use the source energy training ground, which is more like training for a battle than a race.

But not today either.

"Compared to Little Bourbon's insignificant speed, I think her way of speaking has improved significantly! Maybe I also accidentally have the talent to be a teacher!"

Representative Qian Ming, with his head held high, might be suitable for a bottle of potion that can lengthen his nose.

From the slight disdain in Narita Bairen's indifferent eyes, Aumer read such an emotion.

But it doesn't seem to be completely false. After all, a few minutes later, when Omer saw the Miura Bourbon with the built-in alloy structure and heavy transport wheels approaching, the greeting to him was not: "Confirm the Master, judge the scene: say hello", Instead:

"Welcome back, Master."

"Back, but it looks like it's almost over on your side."

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

"But you have to lose at least 5 seconds from your ideal speed! Eri tachyon!"

"...Proceed step by step, Bai Ren." Seeing that Tachyon's eyes became dangerous, Amo decided to smooth things over for the time being, so as not to show Bairen's eyes glowing the next day, or Tachyon being dragged by the shadow.

When I think about it this way, I feel that Qian Ming's representative around me is not so dangerous, but it is also a troublesome one.

Every sentence is like a master pretending to be stupid, which makes him feel like a match at the level of analysis.

There must be a reason for everything. As for the doubts about Qian Ming, Omer's most supportive guess is obviously related to Sunday Tranquility.

As long as you consider how much selfishness this operation of Sunday Tranquility has, and then consider her possible other gray identities... It's hard for Aumer to say whether Qian Ming's wave is an enemy or a friend.

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

"Taiko, although I feel very sorry, can you tell me about the previous results now?"

"?"

Faced with the dangerous raised eyebrows of tachyons, Omer calmly pointed out the core of the words:
"That's spiritual data."

Hearing this unfamiliar word, Narita Bairen looked away, representative Qianming was curious as always, and Miura Bourbon remained unchanged.

No one has OOC, but everyone can be in OOC.

　Thank you Jiekonghuan for your reward, thank you thank you.

　　Let’s see if there are any updates later, this chapter comes late because the timer is set wrong, and I found out when I opened the starting point after taking the medicine

　　
　
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