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Chapter 1271 No. 178: Ghost Snake, You Have Some Promises (Silver Alliance Extra Update 2/10)

Not to mention what the girls' battle is about, and where the hidden battlefield is, Miss Qian's permanent visible battlefield is always particularly obvious.

A small square table that looks like an ordinary desk, filled with carving knives and auxiliary tools of various sizes, as well as clay and metal converters that look quite refined and high-end.

In addition, there are small instruments specifically used for micro-carving and miniature craftsmanship.

And 3D printers, seemingly as a last resort.

It can be seen that with sufficiently simple, convenient and easy-to-use tools, Ms. Qian's creative field is no longer limited to simple clay models.

This is a climb that is taken for granted.

Looking out is the most obvious desire of primates. When they step into a higher realm and feel that the next level is within reach, most people will not choose to stop.

More detailed modeling, more sophisticated structure, more realistic texture, the aspects that modelers consider are always so diverse, and the more they pursue, the more they will fall into the endless pursuit.

This process is undoubtedly the most fulfilling experience, just like the experimental session of Elise Tsukushi, the coffee grinding and séance tutoring at Manchester City Tea House, and Miura Bourbon... uh... Omer really doesn't want to include mobile game Diandian in such a team, as he feels that the style will drop all of a sudden.

But that's the reality, and there's nothing you can do about it.

In the first two months after signing with Miura Bourbon, it can be said that the opponent's most focused and fulfilling time was running.

When that touch of chestnut red dances like splashed ink and the horseshoes make a dull sound on the ground, that seemingly frozen moment outlines the originally dull outline so deeply and vividly, leaving your initial impression of her.

You can clearly feel her love for running, especially when she is not stepping on the concrete street, but on the training ground which simulates the appearance of a stadium even though it is not artificial turf. You can clearly notice that there is something missing on her poker face which remains unchanged all day long.

That is joy.

Even with the overly restrained expression, this change was not noticeable, but it was obvious that as a trainer, one thing he could not do without was this kind of eyesight.

But then again, it's almost common sense that horse girls love running, and Miura Bourbon's talent is not so much rare as it is everywhere.

Especially in Central Trasen.

But in front of Miura Bourbon, you really don't need to talk about nonsense like whether she has diverse talents or not. After all, she has gone through all this once.

Even in Central Tresen, where talent and hard work are in competition, her purity is unquestionable, which made Omer think that perhaps she is the only one he should be more tolerant of.

Don't keep worrying about whether you should give Uma Musume some interests outside of the racing field, and don't keep worrying about "Uma Musume's battlefield shouldn't and can't be just the racing field."

After retiring, horse girls can also participate in extreme competitions, right?

Although it is very dangerous, the girls participating in the competition are aware of it.

A trainer is just a trainer, and he should not be like a pedantic old man and dictate to children's choices. When you realize this, you can let go of many entanglements.

——Then I saw the little girl who took off the electronic killer tag and quickly became addicted to mobile games.

This, isn't this right?

Strictly speaking, it's not just mobile games, but the girl just wants to take out her phone and play games during the breaks in training, so Omar sees that she plays mobile games the most.

But she can point out in the game that it is really difficult to stretch when running.

It was hard not to raise her hand and twist her nose when her observer trainer confirmed, with twitching eyelids, that the combination of "concentration", "seriousness" and "joy" was reproduced perfectly.

When he heard Miss Mi Yu telling him how successful he was in life in her characteristically shy, timid and low voice, he became very silent.

Compared to his fellow lab bosses, coffee experts, and necromancy students, what is Bourbon?
Mobile gaming master?

Yes, it's hard to stretch.

But an open-minded trainer like Linton still recognizes such a professional field.

No matter what field you are in, being able to enjoy it and being at the top is an achievement, and it is quite convincing for him to say this from his current position.

After all, his work email account is still being harassed.

One is the relentless cultists - the guys from the Yellow King category are still thinking about him, and the other is the relentless fans - the ones who voted for the dark villain's appearance are still the same as always.

In addition, the cooperation project on the latter's website is indeed progressing steadily. He took time out in the past two weeks to go to its headquarters three times to sign the agreement, and even went to its recording studio to try out the work of a voice actor several times. The dubbing director even asked him if he had similar experience.

They had originally planned to sign AI synthesis according to the original contract, but this unexpected gain made them decide to use human voice, and also made Omer re-sign two agreements and receive more salaries.

He trains steadily every day, and switches to self-discipline training when there are competitions. He analyzes the competitions and makes summary reports.

I go to the Kazdel base to work overtime at night, and go to the network base to do dubbing work when I have free time on weekends.

By the way, carry out the 23rd "Ghost Snake Attack".

Omer's daily life in the past two weeks has been more fulfilling than anyone else's. It is so full that he doesn't have much time to sit at night, otherwise he will be late for work - but Texas blushed and together with Qian gave him a virtual reality experience machine.

Confused as the other party ran away before he could even ask, he logged in and found that this was a spiritual fan work of the Spirit Time House.

The simplest way to interfere with the perception of time to a limited extent is to stretch a few hours into the feeling of a day.

You can also DIY the environment or purchase ready-made electronic resource packages, which support local area networking and R18 functions.

It seems that it was bought using Cherenina's ID card... As for who came up with the idea, it's hard to say.

But it must be said that this plan worked wonders, even if it felt quite fake, even if the reality still had to be dealt with, Omar had a stress relief that he didn't have to endure.

But in contrast, his dreaming time was occupied.

I will have to face the doubts at the teahouse again during the day.

One thing worth noting is that Ling is exceptionally quiet.

If Teahouse had not mentioned in her doubts that Ling had played with her while she was waiting, Omar would have thought that she had never come to see him at all.

After all, in his impression, Ling should be a person who appears and disappears mysteriously and easily.

The reason why it has been so quiet these days is that I have been busy with some of my own things, which is understandable. It was a surprise that I had full attendance every day as per the sign-in style a few days ago.

But the tea host said that she was so attentive that she accompanied him in his dreams for several days...

Is this person so boring? The demon was inevitably surprised, but at the moment, the business that felt close at hand was more important.

"I have to be strong enough to take the beating this time. That's all I need to do."

"I know, I know! Little snake, you've said it three times!"

The girl sitting at the table impatiently took out her cell phone from her chest and swiped it, then put it aside and picked up the clay converter.

"Will it be successful this time?"

The sudden nagging itself was no different from impatience. Qian could more or less sense her boyfriend's anxiety over the past two days. It couldn't be because Rhodes Island was informing her of Ishamara's progress.

Could it be that Katsuragi Ace has started paying attention to the Japan Cup?
She had heard Suzi mention this before, not to mention that even her classmates, both male and female, had been discussing it these past few days.

After listening to it so many times, she seemed to be able to remember some of the race schedules, which once again made her feel that the boundary gate area was a major horse racing area.

"Maybe. I'm beginning to have a premonition of this." Omar stood in front of the window, looking at the city view in the distance, which was also the direction of the racecourse. "The twenty-fourth time, this will be an especially miserable confrontation between Cero and I, and it will also be equal to the time of the Far East Cup."

"After two weeks of waiting and many trials and errors, this is finally the most likely opportunity. I think it's about time they make their stance clear."

"Is Ghost Snake finally going to be absorbed into the upper echelons?" Qian said unhappily.

"Whether to take advantage of the situation to attack Zero, or to make a fuss in the Far East Cup, this is what I'm talking about."

"The ghost snake looks even more pitiful."

"Why should we feel sorry for him? He never looks like he's acting every time he appears on screen. He always seems to enjoy the terrified looks from the citizens."

"Is this true? Doesn't he run away every time he's beaten? Is there anyone who's afraid of him?"

"The huge violence that is so close to us is always a deterrent."