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Chapter 98 Sarah, let's start the experiment! (13)

After the class bell rang, most of the people around the training ground were reduced. Homa leaned on the fence of the runway with his hands in his pockets doing nothing, watching Ari Tachoko playing with her mobile phone without any distractions, and then looked at the Manchester City cafe beside her. A belated thank you:

"Excuse me, student at the teahouse, do you want to delay your class in the morning?"

"It's okay, I don't have class in the morning."

She was stuffing the water bottle that Arisuko no longer drank into the briefcase that Omer asked her to carry with her, and the teahouse in Manchester was as well-behaved as Omo's horse girl.

It would be better to say that many curious students and colleagues have come to ask questions before. A raw face trainer with two famous horse girls is easy to attract curiosity.

But their thinking is not entirely wrong, after all, Aumer did sign two horse girls, and they are also famous "problem" horse girls, but they are not right.

It's a pity that Miura Bourbon has to attend classes honestly and has no time to spare, so she can't come to help with training.

So at the moment when he couldn't make a move, the Manchester City Cafe who volunteered to help was really touching.

"No class means?" "Do you still remember the topic of souls we talked about? Mr. Guinea Pig, the cafeteria is a top student in the energy descending department! This is not within the scope of your information, right?"

As if triggered by a keyword search, Ari Tachyon, who suddenly joined the topic, didn't seem to want to let go of any chance to hit Omer.

Then it further highlighted the honesty and cuteness of the cafe: "Because of the reputation of the Spirit Department, I was worried that other students would panic, so the school kept it a secret."

"...Then I'm really honored."

Ao Mo, who was deeply touched by the word "secrecy", could think of the city of Tianmen almost instantly.

The story begins with 'Secret' and ends with 'Secret'. These days, Omo doesn't plan to think about Terra's Heart and the secret key at all.

Among these secrets, probably only the "secret" of Manchester City Tea House has the lowest threshold for knowing it.

"You are... tachyon trainer, so... sooner or later you will know."

Just such a threshold.

But this can also understand the weak Lingzi I saw just now.

But compared to this, Omer wanted to ask about that note.

"I see. But the cafeteria, do you still remember the tachyon laboratory, or rather, the discarded paper balls in your utility room?"

After noticing that the opponent is not difficult to touch, he decides to hit the ball straight.

"Paper ball?" The other party's reaction seemed to be unimpressed.

"Yes, a new seat needs to be vacated yesterday. I took the liberty of rummaging through the pile of debris and found a ball of paper from it."

As he spoke, he paid attention to the expression of the other party. The doubts on that small face at the moment never disappeared, and it always proved that he was overthinking.

"I have to admit that I was very rude to view the content of the paper ball without authorization. I am sorry for this, but I will not mention the above content for the time being. I am very concerned about the logo of Yugel Company."

"Because I heard that many shops near Teresan have been found by that company."

"Well, handing out leaflets and sales promotion... I also have the notebooks they gave me." Only after hearing the ending, the doubts on the girl's face faded away. Blushing, "Is the content about... turning... running or something," "What? Is it a little secret that is hard to tell?"

Eri Tachyon, who suddenly broke into the topic, was obviously listening in just to hit 'this blow'.

And it can be clearly seen that the other party's complexion is redder, as if the sentence is right.

Seeing her reaction, Omer felt a little disappointed.

Simply disappointed that my intuition was wrong.

It seemed that it was just the little girl's little secret rather than any real doubts. When he thought so, he saw a faint figure suddenly appearing beside the other party and shook his head at him.

Homa was stunned for a moment, and then was interrupted by Erisu who suddenly squeezed between the two of them.

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect, Mr. Guinea Pig~"

Ben was still 'torturing' the teahouse in Manchester, conducting secret exchanges between girls, but she was still holding a mobile phone in her hand. It seemed that she had been pushed a message that couldn't help laughing, and she was moving towards Omer: Are you still interested in participating in this kind of competition! "

"?"

Omer, who suddenly heard such a sentence, made a question mark first, and then an exclamation mark.

I looked at the screen together with the cafe in Manchester, and I saw a bold bold headline on the first line:
[The top 10 of the annual dark villain appearance selection, Omer Linton received 263241 votes in the first round, and advanced to the top [-] in the second round! 】

"..."

Aomo was silent, and greeted two different eyes. His playful scrutiny and puzzled depression made him look like a criminal suspect.

The corner of the suspect's mouth twitched: "First of all, I have to say, this is not my name."

"Secondly, you should get up and listen to my standard running posture."

"Okay~"

Eri Takuko also knew well that she couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, at least she couldn't rush the other side so quickly, she retracted her hand regretfully, stood up, and walked towards the runway.

As for Homa, he first glanced at the open space next to the teahouse in Manchester, and after thinking for a while, he still focused on what he said just now.

The teahouse students don't know, or don't care.

But the spirit body beside her seemed to know something but motioned him not to ask.

Look for another opportunity.

He walked towards Ali Tachyon, switched the terminal screen to the public mode, and directly drew out the standard running simulation map that had been prepared and planned according to the height and weight of Ali Tachyon: "Let's talk about the arm first, and correct it according to the angle above. , you simulate it."

From anyone's point of view, Ari Tachoko is not very enthusiastic about running, and Omer, who can even let her run twice first, deserves to be praised as "very smart" by passing colleagues.

But Aumer himself understood it, and even the Manchester City cafe who also approached could see it.

There is no doubt that the researcher is willing to run.

Dwelling in the laboratory, she studies the possibility of the speed of the racehorse girl, and even does not hesitate to carry out the "in vivo experiment", which sounds scary at first. The experimental object can be someone else or herself.

"Although I can also be an experimental product, but that time has not yet come", when Omer asked about the test drug, she replied like this.

For an experiment that really uses itself as the experimental product, the goal of the research should not be drugs.

"Is that so? Use it for me, Guinea Pig."

The body is slightly leaning forward, but the head and upper body are still in a straight line. Eri Tayiko slightly bends her arms to restore the frozen posture.

Her grasp of her body's body sensation was better than Omer's expectations, so that Omer didn't need to correct her posture too much, but just slightly adjusted the angle of her arms.

In the hands of a mage.

"Don't worry, I will correct it for you naturally."

"Pay attention to the stable frequency of arm swing. You should understand the importance of the flexor muscles of the upper arm and the muscles of the inner side of the hand." As he said that, as soon as he stepped on the ground, a slab of ice stretched from under his feet and stretched forward for a while. Sufficiently stable lines.

This is purely due to the inability to move the hands and the inconvenient drawing of the grass. It is the same as the mage's hand just now.

"Adjust the step length according to the length of this ice line, and save a little energy to achieve a complete explosion of the last foot." He said.

The last foot mentioned in the horse race refers to the explosive power in the final sprint.

After the quality of horse races has generally improved so that mile races have been included in short distances, now there are only short distances, middle distances and long distances left in the races.

And even if it is a short distance, there is a standard distance of at least 800 meters.

In such a field, it is destined that most players will not be able to sprint at all costs from the beginning.

Even if it is the so-called running straight to the front of the whole journey, known as the "escape horse" running method, the use of physical strength must be regulated, leaving a few distance intervals, and be alert to the explosive overtaking of latecomers.

The real big explosion is always at the last distance, and this is also the time to reflect the purity of the 'last feet' of the horse girls.

Regarding this point, the trainers understand it, and so will the professional horse racing girls.

"Guinea Pig ~ Check the error here." "Don't worry, I'm looking back one centimeter, okay, no problem."

"..." The racehorse girl who opened her pace, and the trainer who bent slightly after standing close to observe the stride, the Manchester City Teahouse on the side looked at this scene that should have been commonplace, and always felt a little weird.

She couldn't think of the reason, because she didn't think about research.

now.

Two researchers, Omer Linton and Erythyon.

Cooperative adjustments are being carried out around the experimental product 'Alice Tachyon', and we are trying to be accurate to the smallest error for the initial test.

(End of this chapter)