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Chapter 529 NO.112 Miss Akane's Incomprehensible Pick Up
Ma Niang is undoubtedly eager to run.

Even if they can't run very fast, even if they can't win the championship, running is still their instinct.

As for the horse girl, there is one more word "race" compared to the ordinary horse girl.

That word almost dominated their entire youth.

In a competition, it is natural to have enemies and opponents.

Although horse racing girls are like the protagonists of most sports comics, they can also gain companions on the field, but the horse racing track is a one-way street after all.

A "single" character not only refers to the direction, but also refers to the quantity.

There is only one champion, no matter how good your partner is, you will always be your opponent on the field.

But opponents are also indispensable.

A stage without an opponent is lonely, and some power will burst out only when there is an opponent.

The difficulty of a dream often lies in the strength of the opponent. It is precisely because there are such opponents to overcome that the dream appears so bright.

Such an existence is indispensable even in heroic literature.

"But... how do you prove the existence of the rival lady?"

Omer said softly, because the library is a place to avoid noise after all, and the clock tower library adds a dangerous element of energy to it.

As the saying goes, with a sharp weapon in hand, the intention to kill is self-inflicted, and the conflicts between sublimated people often go beyond quarrels.

"Mr Linton doesn't believe me?"

"No, I'm looking for evidence..."

Under the pressure of three gazes, Amo spoke softly, his dark red pupils sized up the texture of the table in front of him, and he didn't look at the girl whose heart was shaken.

Locust wood is a common medium-to-high-grade wood, native to Anmei, and later widely introduced from various continents, and it is not difficult to find it in Dongyan and Far East.

Decent desks and old-fashioned desks are often composed of it, which is common and customary.

At this time, if you want to say that there is something as high-grade as maple hidden under its common appearance, you naturally need evidence.

"I listened to your story with Miss Dongshang Reform and Miss Gray. Neither of them questioned what you said. Why should I doubt it?"

He turned his head, looked at Dongshang Change and Grey, and smiled at them.

"The horse girl who also inherited the soul of the horse race, the gravekeeper who can communicate with spirits, your attitude towards the soul of the horse race mentioned by the desert hero is enough to be a powerful testimony."

He raised his hand, tapped some holes in the table lightly, and stared at the light-colored wood under the hole: "I believe that the soul of the racehorse named Desert Hero once remembered another important opponent, and gave it to the horse." Its delay is restless."

"But how do you prove that it's not just playing with your temper? I mean, maybe the horse racing soul of the opponent you're waiting for hasn't been drawn into this world yet, so the horse racing girl hasn't been born yet."

"This anxiety may also come from the anxiety that I was born before I was born, and I am already old when I was born."

"No, it won't! She must exist! . . . I'm pretty sure."

The excited voice was blocked by Omer's quiet gesture, and the desert hero still insisted on his point of view.

And it was the first time for Homa, who was so excited to see her, just raised his eyes slightly, looking at the light screen that had been dimmed due to long-term inactivity.

"Because of intuition?"

"That's right!"

Some coincidences, maybe just coincidences.

Listening to the distress narrated by the desert hero, Omer almost immediately remembered Bayer Turkey last night.

A missing racehorse soul, that is, the soul he had seen in that world, transformed from a racehorse into a racehorse girl.

Omer once thought about whether to inform the goddesses and contact the hospital to order a body in their name.

The soul that has changed from a racehorse to a racehorse mother is not suitable for another baby to possess. It is better to reshape the body if the spirit and flesh do not match, but reshaping the body still needs the information of the soul.

In any case, the soul must be contacted again, and the soul must be 'clear', or strong enough.

Last time, it was so faint that even the eyes of the devil could not see it clearly. It is not far from the Hunfeiposan in Dongyan's context, and the final operation also seems to be in harmony with the body.

If he hadn't intuited that the other party was not dead, he should have directly rejected the meaning of the entrustment.

intuition……

Omer sighed in his heart, sighing that he was no different from the desert hero.

Everyone is so rational, and they all value intuition so much...

There is also the possibility that the clear intuition is interfered with.

He looked at the other two listeners. The little witch was frowning and thinking, while the quiet lady keeper just stared at the friend in need with her quiet eyes.

After noticing Aomer's gaze, he looked at it immediately, and then asked in a low voice: "Mr. Linton still doesn't believe in heroes?"

These words seemed to be a pun, which made him silent for a moment, and said: "Of course not, since I plan to listen to the other party's troubles, then I always have to stand in the position of the entrusting party to think about how to complete the entrustment. "

"Mr. Linton!" The black-haired horse girl in glasses seemed a little excited.

"But evidence is always indispensable." Homa's words made the atmosphere even more stalemate. "Even if it is not for convincing anyone, it should be the key to the completion of the commission, otherwise it is still a needle in a haystack."

He looked at Gray: "Even if it's your teacher, it's the same, Miss Gray."

"The three elements of whodunit, howdunit, and whydunit can also be used here, but there is no explanation. All we have is intuition, and we can only expect intuition."

When he said this, he raised his eyes slightly, because the light screen lit up again, and the familiar beginning also appeared on the first row of the notification bar.

[Gunpla Battle Nexus Online Operations Committee:
Infiltrators, please pay attention to network data fluctuations, we just made a flash update adjustment 3 minutes ago]

"...?"

Does this broken game still have as many bugs as before?
Strange restoration and tribute.

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"Have the announcements been sent out? Now it's time to start the homework."

The game world maintenance is carried out with the submersible cannon body in "SD Gundam FORCE". GBN's game maintainers are also called firefighters, and the muzzle of the body is also sprayed with water gun-like adhesive substances.

The game world of GBN is a normal in-depth game world structure, and its data maintainers are also divided into in-game and out-of-game.

Those in the game will use the power in the game to fix the flaws in the world, while those outside the game are very simple - check codes, repair codes, strengthen firewalls to screen out viruses.

Rounding off is the working cell ecology of internal use + external use - if the game is compared to the human body.

"Sent it, let me say, isn't this hacker attack a bit strange?"

The unlucky guy who coded outside couldn't help complaining, and his miserable face also appeared on the left screen as a driver-like avatar.

"Which attack is not surprising?" The internal technician who actually drove the 'fire truck' in the game asked back.

Immediately he sighed again: "It's an old broken game that has been in operation for more than ten years. It's really lucky that someone is willing to attack. It can't be the old player who was annoyed by the bug back then?"

"That's it. I don't think it's an old player. After all, it's the character creation partition that is occupying the data this time. It's inexplicable!"

"Not satisfied with the racial bonuses of adjusters, changers, etc. If you want a more perfect foundation strengthening, you decide to modify the data..." holding the adhesive device injected into the game frame, washing it in the form of liquid Those distorted and deformed spaces, Diving Cannon said lightly, "Have you checked the list of all the characters registered at that time?"

"Yes, the data analysts are now discussing which role is the most suspicious, but there is no result yet. Can't we detain all the newcomers?"

"It's not impossible. It's impossible to copy the game model and operation model of Build Divers, and you can't even learn the waste from the operation and technology department."

"Player feedback is also very important! If no one is here, but some bad Digimon will have a big problem."

"As long as the criminal can be found, there is nothing wrong with it."

"That's enough, let's not talk, the team leader is here to inspect, I'll shut up first."

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At the same moment, the game square.

Shintiao Akane and Bourbon, who barely won the first game but were disconnected, had just refreshed their game characters from the square, and they heard noisy protests all around them.

It seems that some players' rewards have been reset by the game, which has nothing to do with the two new players.

Bourbon was about to make the next move, but Xi was eager to wipe out the shameful record just now.

The two moved quickly. After a brief discussion about the location of the ground battle, they had already started preparations, and then waited for the five-second countdown.

At this moment, Qian suddenly felt that someone was pulling the hem of her clothes, and when she turned her head, she saw a pair of horse ears.

"CETI, CETI, 'Observer' information, winding, are you the AFOV of 'Observer'?"

"Huh? My ears are talking..."

Akane, who has increased her height by pinching people, actually failed to adapt to this height and vision. She was just surprised by this, and didn't even pay attention to what the other party said.

Of course, when she really paid attention, she couldn't understand it.

Not to mention that at this moment, she has disappeared together with Bourbon who turned around after hearing the words.

The strange racehorse girl was left in a daze.

　CETI is Communication with Extraterrestrial Intelligence, that is, "communication with extraterrestrial intelligent life".

　　AFOV is the apparent field of view, 'observation of the visible field of view'

　　
　
(End of this chapter)