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Chapter 501 NO.84 Isn't it true?
"Even if it's going first, it's normal. Is Tachyon-chan used to the rhythm of the middle distance?"

"A superluminal princess wouldn't make that kind of mistake! She's just... she's just..."

The pink-haired girl yelled that it was more shameful than Bizer's 'Tachon Sauce'. It was hard to believe how she got her name out in the crowd of people at the racetrack.

Then, as a matter of course, I was stared at by the surroundings.

Tea seat: "Superluminal speed...?"

Bourbon: "Princess?"

Akane: "Oh~ you are very good at talking! Digital Sauce~"

"Ugh..."

Both ears drooped directly, and the horse girl named Allie Digital seemed to be beaten hard, and her dying eyes showed a little bit of struggle to survive.

She saw two adult men looking this way, both of them were trainers, and one of them was even the trainer of her roommate who lived with her.

He is said to be a mature and stable person.

What did he seem to say?
"Respect, understanding, blessings."

"Wow..."

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Although it has been mentioned many times, it is the first time that they have actually met and contacted each other.

Being Ari Tachoko's roommate in the campus dormitory means that she is also a central horse race girl with full potential.

For Omer, she also has a very familiar trait, just like there is an extra Metronian next to him.

This is the characteristic of watching the running figure on the field and staring at the stars.

That is, Ma Niang Idol Chef.

And it is of a very high level of purity.

This kind of person can be said to be like a fish in water when he enrolls in Teresan.

Every classmate is an idol that can be D.

Today I saw a post over there - Zun Si, tomorrow I saw a post over there - Zun Si, because I didn't feel tired at all, I became a frequent visitor to the infirmary.

Frequent anemia or something... The blood vessels in the nasal mucosa are not very strong, and I have been doing peaceful sit-ups for a long time.

It sounds troublesome, probably a problem student, but in fact, Aili Digital has a very solid self-control.

This can also be seen from the fact that she would feel ashamed because of this name being leaked - this girl has considerable common sense, so she usually tries her best to hide these 'abnormalities'.

It's like a dead house that tries to hide its shame as much as possible, trying to retain a normal reputation in society.

Most of such people are inconspicuous on weekdays, so they are not problem students.

There are even very few existences that have good reputation and high-quality social interaction.

And Aili Digital, as a student of Central Teresen, a rising star who is talented in both mud and grass, is so difficult to hide from 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' developed by her hobby is a truly rare skill.

It can help themselves and others in their racing careers.

Even the Erythyon, who seldom praises others, will be mentioned and praised in front of Omer as "very worth using as a reference for experiments, Digimon's eyesight and judgment".

She can almost be regarded as the same kind of Omer. Consciously or unconsciously, she has investigated and understood countless horse girls, and has formed a certain "professional smell".

So she can see it.

Just like the three silent retired horse girls sitting in the back, and also like the first-class trainer sitting beside Aumer, sitting upright.

At a young stage of age and experience, and not from the perspective of the parties like Aumer, I can keep up with the insights of these people...

Central Treisen's great environment where he can meet countless excellent horse girls is a must.

But even so, they don't feel that the same kind repels each other—in other words, in terms of personality, the two are not the same kind, and they also have their own emphasis on the direction of using "insight".

So Omer still greeted: "Please focus on the field, girls."

Even though the previous words almost made the other party lose their glory, the words now can still attract the grateful eyes of the pink-haired girl, after all, there is still room for redemption.

Right now, it's just half a foot into the prison of social death. If you really let the girls you 'push' pressurize you with your words, then you will really go to the execution ground.

But even if Omer doesn't speak, someone else will speak.

It looks like Yutaka Nishizaki on the side, and it looks like the three big sisters behind.

Although it is very casual on weekdays, this is the scene of the game after all.

"Cherry Blossoms! Keep the lead! Jian Yurui is chasing after him, and the next one is a classic comedy with a constant speed. He stands in front of Ari Tachyon and intends to use the advantage of the sequence to completely seal Ari Tachyon. Way forward!"

The voice from the commentary booth was always there, broadcasting to all parts of the arena, making many gamblers who bet on Ari Tachyon extremely nervous.

But Ari Tachoko's real "friends and relatives group" is noisy and noisy without any sense of crisis.

This includes Akane, who doesn't know much about horse racing, and Miss Yamato Chiji, who has a video call with Yutaka Nishizaki and can't wait to get 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 is it calm, it is simply undisciplined!

The little snake even raised his hand in the air from time to time. The rhythmic speed of his five fingers seemed to be typing very fast, but it took a long time.

It's completely inattentive, not to mention worrying about tachyon sauce.

[If you are photographed by reporters like this, someone will attack you for not caring about being a horse girl]

The sudden news reminder made the beating of the fingertips stagnate.

When Omer turned his head, he saw that representative Qianming, who was still looking at his mobile phone, slowly raised his eyes, waving and smiling silently when he met his gaze, which attracted suspicious looks from friends on both sides.

No openings, no dialogue.

The rookie trainer turned around again, leaning on the back of the chair with his hands folded and overlooking the field.

It seemed that he was finally concentrating on the game, but occasionally he raised his eyes to look at the mid-air screen.

Collapsing and toppling, the buildings on the screen are constantly crumbling.

Thanks to a certain Metronian who was already sitting on the sidelines, Omer sent a group of coordinates more than ten minutes ago.

The creation of the 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 "permanence" in the digital world.

Supreme, often regarded as a god, to ensure the operation and even expansion of the world.

Destroying him, or even controlling him, is the real plan of this group of aliens in vain.

Omer also suffered from not being able to find His existence, so he let the Metron star man operate it on his behalf.

And now...it is still operated by some people.

Chaldea, the clock tower, the kingdom of light, super agents, and various mercenary teams and the police uniforms who infiltrated first - all kinds of "righteous men" of different sizes and sizes, representing various positions , are all acting in the data world that cannot be directly destroyed.

All along, they just couldn't find the target, and they investigated and fought at their own pace and style. At this moment, they have obtained the information that should have been top secret one after another in their own way.

Towards a corner of the new world.

And the person behind all this is watching all this in front of the screen.

In the auditorium full of people, even pointing too much at the scene will be captured and used for criticism, so he can only fold his arms honestly and overlook the stadium.

Overlooking the arena after the horse girls have crossed the first corner.

Then he twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled helplessly.

Looking at the Erythyon who was still behind, almost as the little tail of the advance queue, he realized that the other party was a newcomer trainer who wanted to do something, silently reached into his pocket, and called out Galatron's card.

He needs to strengthen the multi-threaded logic project now, and make a draft for the subsequent interview.

After all, that girl dared to use the arena as an observation and testing ground, and the next step should also be to show Ma Niang's desire not to admit defeat.

Thinking about it better, maybe I should feel a little relieved.

Among the three horse race girls under him, there was finally one who really used his intelligence.

And the price...

It's just that there may be more tricks in the condemnation of himself.

(End of this chapter)