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Chapter 1548 No.165: Isn’t this a coincidence?
As a world-class horse girl academy, Central Tresen naturally also has a reception room dedicated to the reception of foreign guests.

It’s just that foreign guests are not common.

Trainers, horse girls, friends and relatives of school staff, and various visitors who come when the academy is open for tours every once in a while are the mainstream guests of this academy.

Therefore, this place has been vacant for a long time, and over time it has been gradually ignored by people. Only the staff in charge of cleaning will visit it on time.

"I haven't forgotten, but how did you get permission to use this place?"

The chief trainer of the previous generation sat on the energy health sofa that he had not seen for a long time, his whole body slumped in the cloud-like comfort zone created by the customized airflow, with a decadent look as if he had forgotten his purpose.

The young man opposite him was swiping the terminal in his hand and ignoring the service inquiries about the sofa system.

Only when the other party spoke would he glance up and then say calmly: "As long as someone with the right identity comes, the application will naturally not be a problem."

"It's not difficult to talk to the chairman and Secretary Junchuan."

"It's better to say that he's easy to talk to," Nishizaki Yutaka said lazily, "but I really don't have that need."

If there was some demand, this place wouldn't be becoming a weird topic on the campus internet.

There was a magical room that no one knew what it was used for, with all kinds of amazing furniture, and it would be as clean as new the next day - later on, these little girls who used this place as their secret base were met by the green devil one by one, criticized, and given more homework.

But it was a little late to ask them to withdraw the inquiry post by then.

That’s it, a school ghost story with little deterrent effect and probably no timeliness +1.

Just like the ghost story that Omar had created when he scared a few kids in junior high school, if there was no follow-up, the fact that it lasted for half a month was a reflection of the enthusiasm of the school's supernatural enthusiasts to make up stories.

In comparison, at least there is someone in this reception room to give you some scientific advice.

The senior members among the Uma Musume and the veteran trainers still have some impression of this place, just as Nishizaki Yutaka insists.

But impressions are impressions. When someone really gets the power to open this place, the senior will still sigh because he feels it is difficult: "It's a rare opportunity to make it so formal. I wanted to treat it as a small matter."

"The nature of the matter is different now. As the first person to claim the names on the list, shouldn't you also show your industry sense as a senior?"

"Forget it. Everyone in the association has participated. How can a trainer like me show off my skills in front of them?" Nishizaki Yutaka sighed.

"But you've worked hard."

"You have such dark circles under your eyes so early in the morning, and I don't know if it's my illusion. Have you lost some weight? Are you injured?"

"…You can say that, but it doesn't matter."

On the next day, after undoubtedly visiting other people's base camps and experiencing a chaotic and unspeakable night, Omer Linton chose to respond by downplaying the topic.

Nishizaki Yutaka didn't care.

It was just a casual topic. Rather than how the other party spent the night, he cared more about how Omer got the list that he had glanced at when he came.

The other party would answer him like this: "Didn't I tell you? If you carry materials to work, you can see everything on the way."

These words sounded so abstract that it was hard for him not to suspect that the other party was just trying to get by with him.

"Is it really that simple? Did you omit too much? No...how did you get the coordinates of their headquarters? Aren't these guys also free-floating mobile headquarters?"

"There are too many and too confusing questions, but fortunately, these questions can all be answered with the same content."

"You don't want to say it's because you're Batman."

"American comics can also be considered as spiritual education material for Carrot Man?"

"No... I just read it myself... The latest issue of Batman vs. Gray is quite interesting." Trainer Prince said awkwardly. Perhaps the prince who looks so glamorous in front of others is also dreaming of beating up criminals in private.

"But unfortunately, I'm from a special effects studio. What I want to answer is - as long as you can get the job, it'll be fine." "Join the headquarters directly? Oh, oh... No, who can get a job like this!?" Nishizaki Yutaka reacted quickly, but was half annoyed because he thought of the connection.

"I was promoted to the headquarters directly after joining the company? Isn't this usually just a matter of connections?"

"Sufficiently outstanding abilities can transcend the limitations of relationships," Omar swiped the screen calmly, "I know what you want to say. In fact, I don't have much scientific research ability."

When he said this, he turned his head to look at the other person.

“So disguise is important.”

"So you're really not a professional spy?" Nishizaki Yutaka emerged from the mist, scooped up the juice on the table and looked at him, "Maybe one day I'll find out that all the information about you is fake, and it's all part of your espionage activities, and you just nailed someone to the wall, and then you're going to do a hairspray job."

"And then twist your hand off."

"Ah? Oh, ah? Taking advantage of me, huh?"

He actually reacted. Omer thought that except for time travelers like Bize, no one around him would be exposed to such old-fashioned high-speed ACT games. Even he had a purpose in understanding it at the beginning - in order to build his own virtual demon image that was deeply immersed in the Internet, he referred to many well-known image designs.

"I don't think so. You are over-interpreting it."

"I don't believe that you would actually speak without considering the ambiguity?"

"This is a manifestation of trust. I can tell that you are very biased towards me, as if I don't think carefully about every word I say."

"You think I'll believe that, huh?"

Suddenly, a bell rang from the door, attracting the attention of both men. They saw a pair of horse ears sticking out from the sound of the door opening.

The golden inner ear and brown outer ear are a striking combination that will leave an impression at first glance, and the more distinctive combination is the silver highlights and golden ends.

This is a dream journey.

"Excuse me, am I late?"

"Not really. It's not even time for the official party yet."

Generally speaking, most horse girls and trainers would not have much contact with the Expedition Support Committee, an association support unit with a certain law enforcement armed nature, let alone know its members.

But Nishizaki Yutaka is clearly outside of that majority.

The reason for this was that he had also considered the possibility of sending Uma Musume on an expedition to outer space.

As a non-staff support staff member of the Carrot Man team, he has come into contact with many cases of threats to horse girls and trainers, and his functions overlap greatly with those of the Expedition Support Committee.

This also made Meng Zhilu not surprised to see him, but after entering the house, he couldn't help but glance at the two of them a few more times, always feeling that the atmosphere just now was a little bit wrong.

"We still need Miss Junchuan." Not caring about the other party's inquiring eyes, Omar simply turned up the brightness of the light screen and immediately pulled out different pages. "However, as a supervisor of the academy, she will not actually participate in the operation, so we can get straight to the point. Any questions? Miss Dream Journey."

He looked at the other person's raised hand.

The rings on it emitted obvious energy fluctuations, and even the surface of the blood-painted nails had some faint light gray lines.

Compared to the last time they met, she was much more alert, as if she could join the battlefield immediately, which reminded him of the Canaan Cup, when Sirius mentioned that the other party's sister, the Golden Master, had asked her about the threatening rumors.

This is...

Although it would be somewhat immoral to feel happy about this, Omar could not deny that he felt a flash of joy at the accelerated progress just now.

Because he suddenly realized that the people he was in contact with seemed to be more than just professionals.

It is the family members of the indirect victims who have benefited from this incident.