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Chapter 493 NO.76 The performance of the local horse girl is not very good
"Excuse me, did you miss anything here?"

"What can happen? It's not the same as before..."

The Metronians have poor patience, and prefer to explain with actual pictures rather than lengthy conversations.

Right now, he can also see his palm protruding from the coiled tentacles. With a swipe in mid-air, countless screens will appear from the surroundings, showing the battle images of different times and regions to the visitors.

The unknown Ultraman, the servant he knew unilaterally, the super agent and the member of the marginal runner mercenary group that made him stop for a while...

"This kind of monitoring work is completely meaningless. Boss and the others keep letting people in without closing the door. Now the people who come to the base to sabotage are even strangers. Are you interested in these things? Or are you Who do you know?"

"I don't have any acquaintances. It seems that someone has sent commissions to the actual mercenary station. They are all strangers who are suspected of being mercenaries."

Omer watched the men and women on the screen easily attack and bind a few aliens, and then destroy the surveillance images. It was hard to tell which side of the screen was the villain.

But these people are indeed unknown to him, and he doesn't know whether the marginal runners spread the news, or other mercenaries are well-informed.

After all, the government and Chaldea and the clock tower did not conduct information control.

"Mercenary? That's right, the mercenary industry in this world is also very developed," staring at the screen in front of him completely, and speaking with a look of giving up thinking, the Metron star looked at him, and then suddenly looked up at him, " Wait, why are you here?"

"Your reflex arc is too long."

Omer, who was walking around in this dark and closed room, was looking at the numerical trend on a physical screen at the moment.

Before the label of horse racing girl, Tver was an undoubted fanatic, so fanatical that he was willing to cover for Omer for this - as long as Omer was willing to take him to the race site to watch the game, and let him have the opportunity to take pictures .

But even this fanaticism cannot overcome the oppression of work on social animals.

Today, he didn't mention the game scene to Omer again, but returned to his job.

But even so, social animals have their own ways of resisting, for example... Watching the live broadcast of the horse racing girl on the post.

When the boss is away, touch for a while, this is the resistance with the lowest threshold, and it is also beneficial to adjust the tired body and mind.

Especially for aliens like them who are not capable enough to escape from this data world.

A full-time job in the data world originally meant a prison-like closed experience, not to mention watching lower-level employees being killed in the literal sense of "just men" from time to time.

"Isn't the life of the cadres of the villain organization like this~ Everyone is walking on the road to be killed by heroes~"

"Don't just sit there and say such things with a relaxed face! Isn't your horse girl in a competition!?" The Metron star lowered his head slightly, glanced at the live broadcast of the horse girl entering the gate above, and then looked at this "don't lose" Responsibility' trainer, suddenly flew into a rage.

"Is this the point? You really don't have the self-consciousness as a technician."

"Because I'm not a technician! Helping the Naker star debug equipment is just a matter of understanding, and I'm only responsible for status statistics!"

Although very angry, as a witness who witnessed the other party's killing of Magma III, the Metronian still didn't have the courage to do it.

"Don't be so angry, I still need your help to lead the way to find the Nakel star," said Omer, who had just exited from the terminal shooting function, and turned to look at him, "Well, let me tell you why you don't worry about Bo Why don't you just be a little more serious?"

"What's the reason? She was targeted by all the horse girls! As long as more than three horse girls are watching this kind of race, it will be difficult to run! She will be surrounded and suppressed!"

Just like a traffic jam in an urban area, the front and left and right are all occupied, and unless there is enough strength, it is difficult to get out of the tight encirclement.

But even if you have enough strength, it's not a good choice to waste your physical strength on a forced breakthrough. After all, the venue of this game is a sandy field that consumes more strength and even endurance than a grass field.

"So... is there a possibility?" Omer approached him and looked at his normal display screen. "She doesn't need to worry about being surrounded?"

"..." The cosmic man who looked like a fan of a racehorse girl was startled when he heard this.

Like Miura Bourbon, a Triple Crown seed player who was in the limelight a few months ago, he is naturally no stranger, let alone the opponent's consistent running style.

Just like this moment-

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The moment the gate bounced open with a crisp sound, the sound of breaking wind also swarmed.

Since then, what came out on the field was not the usual cheering, but shocking and astonishing shouts.

"Miura Bourbon! One out! It's Kuromo's super express who has won all seven games!! She still chose the leading running method in today's Kokura Arena!! To beat the second player Shashi commanded the gap between the two horses!!!"

The audience was in an uproar.

Although they all know that Miura Bourbon's consistent style is to lead and escape.

If you want to list the most famous escaped horses in recent years, there must be Miura Bourbon among them.

But even so...

Ten steps.

Ten steps out of the gate.

That astonishing acceleration has already brought her to the front of the queue, so as to surpass the gap of another fleeing horse behind her.

The silent one, who has never talked to anyone since he walked out of the tunnel, just like the rumored Miura Bourbon, who looks like a bloodless and tearless cyborg, interprets the speed that comes from speed with silent steps. oppression.

That is the sense of oppression that makes people almost feel hopeless after they leave the gate.

What is despair?

Desperation means that you know that your condition is excellent, you know that you have no injuries, and the opponent is not a "brake stallion" activated by the "red skill", but simply crushing yourself with speed.

You are hopeless.

You can't find an excuse.

Clearly knowing that the opponent has always been famous for his big escapes, he clearly played and studied the opponent's past game videos repeatedly.

Knowing that the opponent's prologue acceleration is so strong, it even requires him and others to be the first to activate the restraint system skills.

Even those that don't belong to the Three Goddess series, the "off-the-board tricks" that can appear in the OP event and the Dream Cup recently are ready to go.

But when the other party really stepped forward and splashed countless gravel—the hearts that had been premeditated and ready to move were easily trampled on the soles of their feet.

By those legs that were still speeding up, as if they were tireless and merciless.

【Concentration】/Concentration
【Escape げ Straight Line ○】/ Escape Horse Straight Line ○

【Clock app】/Speeding up
The strength that is almost equivalent to passive skills has also been cultivated in countless days and months. As long as she is at the beginning, as long as she locks the target at the first place, she is like an overloaded speed machine, and her core is pumping the unparalleled power.

But in that seemingly over-accelerated pace, there is a will called precision.

The slightly tilted posture is extremely stable, and the running pace is so precise.

And those blue eyes didn't even want to pay the slightest attention to the rear.

There is no pride, no pity, and even when looking ahead, there is no satisfaction and expectation.

She just stared ahead.

That's it.

(End of this chapter)