What an abomination of this thing on Monday.

It beheaded countless students in the classroom, and cut off the spirits of countless social animals, making them like walking corpses without soul and vitality.

All of this stems from fatigue.

They have exerted too much energy in the holiday called the weekend, and the fatigue has not been eliminated.

Fatigue never fades away.

Whether it's a vampire social animal who works for a private security contracting company, or goes to Jiemen District Middle School, he will be treated equally by it.

"What's the matter with you?"

"What's the matter with you?"

Omer, who has the role of an 'alarm clock', will kick his adoptive father's bedroom door as usual, and only turn to wash up after receiving a response.

Usually at this time, the two of them still go out at different times, and the current meeting in the hallway is a rare accident, but the two who glimpsed each other's dark circles from each other's eyes obviously didn't want to see it as lucky.

It was once mentioned that Ormer's adoptive father, Morrison, was a 'useless adult'.

A vampire who always habitually lies in bed, sighs when he comes home for dinner after work, complains endlessly, and even spends money inmodestly like the moonlight, is indeed a very bad example, but after Omer acted as a 'violent kicking alarm clock' and a 'dictatorial economic steward', the situation gradually improved until he was on the right track in life.

The permanent dark circles have long since disappeared.

But he never thought that he would come back today, causing Omer to frown.

But why wasn't Morrison surprised?

Omer has been a 'little adult' since he was a child, not only taking care of others but also taking care of himself, and Morrison rarely sees him stay up late, especially outside of the holidays.

"Three in the middle of the night, there is a B... Teacher T sent me a message and asked me to prepare a set of basic materials for the traverser. Omer was expressionless.

Scolding people and turning corners to hit the second section...

It's back, it's all back, Morrison found a familiar shadow from this sentence, and continued to put on his shoes.

"What a teacher! Go back and complain about him! ”

"No, I guess it's some kind of sudden traverser incident," Omer lifted the satchel next to him, already fastening the laces of his sneakers, "What's the matter with you?" ”

"I had a nightmare after reading your set of Mewtwos."

probably felt more embarrassed, and Morrison's expression was not good-looking.

However, Omo didn't intend to laugh at him, just nodded and took the lead in opening the door: "Buy a group of thin blood to refresh yourself, I'll go first." ”

When the words fell, the man had already rushed out, but when he crossed the door of the neighbor's house, Omer's eyes were still slightly lowered, thinking that he had promised to meet and call him uncle, but the door of the neighbor with the special title of 'Vlad III' was closed, so he did not have to restrain his pace.

He walked like a fly, and when he saw that the number at the elevator entrance was quite far away from himself on the sixth floor, he preferred to run to the staircase, only to hear a familiar noise before he reached the sign on the fourth floor.

It was the sound of dozens of small creatures flapping their wings mingling together, not only flapping their wings but also making a slightly high-pitched whisper as they passed through his side.

"Not quite yet, your speed."

At this time, the taunt of getting along with each other was also heard, and Omer watched the bats go away at a speed that he could not keep up with, smacking his lips, but it was a little subtle.

Turning into a swarm of bats, crumbling into smoke, the vampire's signature skills were used by the man to hurry, and the man was too quiet and self-controlled, for fear that the property would come to criticize, so he did not fly out of the community directly from the corridor but squeezed the cramped corridor with himself......

It's really hard to evaluate.

Without commenting, Omer ran out of the stairs and turned out of the community, and began to confirm the time through the chip in his brain, while standing in front of the bus stop to calm his breathing, and in a blink of an eye, a phantom flashed.

Still flicking a flying ponytail.

No one was hurt by it, because the other party was running on a specific passage.

The high-speed creature passage side by side with the non-motorized lane is suitable for all creatures that catch up with or even surpass vehicles with physical speed, the most famous of which is naturally the horse race girl, so it is also called the horse race girl channel.

To be honest, at the moment of the popularization and training of extraordinary strength, there are quite a few races that can reach or even surpass the speed of Ma Niang, but fast speed does not mean that they dislike vehicles, so the number one race that uses the Sai Niang channel is indeed the first race Racing Niang.

After all, whether it is the elf that hosts the soul of the racehorse, or the alien horse girl or even the centaur who has crossed over, they all have an almost homologous desire to chase the sensory stimulation brought by speed.

As a result, you can often see it on the city streets of the Holy Terra Federation: the speed limit is 50 in the lanes, and the speed limit in the high-speed bio lanes is 70 -

- Such an everyday picture.

And the runners running in the high-speed bio tunnel did overtake the vehicles on the side.

At this moment, Omer, who was standing on the bus and pulling the ring to confirm the time, saw two more horse girls when the bus was moving smoothly, and they were crossing their line of sight at a speed that was not so fast relative to the speed of the car, and they could see the appearance clearly.

Passengers who also saw this scene also reminded each other to say hello, and even found out their mobile phones or terminals, and even directly adjusted their field of view to shoot.

However, only the last kind of prosthetic modification can retain the backs of the two with the fastest response, and the passengers holding the mobile phone and the terminal can only watch the back of the runner turn into a distant curve, and then be obscured by the green forest on the side of the road.

Let out a sigh of regret.

Unlike them, Omer's reaction was always calm.

First of all, the highest institution of the horse race girl, Central Treson College, is in the boundary gate district, which is the regional division of the Holy Terra Federation.

To put it simply, it is the same city, so the probability of a horse racing girl in a regular uniform or a student uniform on the street is quite high.

Secondly, the Jiemen District Limen Middle School he is going to is located on the west side of the Jiemen District with Central Traison, only two blocks apart, and the chance of chance encounters has been greatly improved.

Traison College is not a fully closed school, but the vast majority of students live on campus, and it is difficult to make friends between the two schools, so it will be a classic bragging.

However, a guy like Omer, who basically doesn't talk to people about horse racing girls, and when he hears the rumors of horse girls, he not only doesn't go to see them, but will silently detour, can be regarded as a maverick.

So far, no one has noticed this, and it cannot be said that Omer is not famous enough, only that everyone is not idle enough.

Waiting for Omer at the bus stop not far from the subway entrance, Bethel was very idle.

But he will take the initiative to bring up the topic of horse racing girls, and it is not that Omo can't take it, but he is relatively cold.

"Yo, here it is!"

Bi Ze greeted with a smile on his face.

"I just saw the eldest lady of the Mehaku family running over, but unfortunately I didn't take a picture to show you, oh yes, you don't know who the eldest lady of the Mehaku family is, right?"

Bi Ze didn't know that compared to Ye Gong's good horse himself, the good brother who was extremely cold to the horse racing mother in his eyes actually thought a lot about the horse race and could almost be called an expert.

"Is it important?"

Omer took the lead and turned to the subway entrance, as cold as Bizer had expected.

It's not a misunderstanding this time, he really doesn't care too much about the other party seeing Mejiro McQueen, and he doesn't want to understand, he only pays attention to the performance of the race and the recent situation of the horse racing girl, rather than personal contact.

The reason why I didn't want to meet the horse racer after such in-depth research is simple.

At first, I was interested in horse racing and liked to watch it, but when I seriously thought about it for my livelihood and considered making a profit, my attitude naturally changed.

Interest escalates to work, enthusiasm will gradually wear off, and the mask of pain will follow.

Omer's lack of a painful mask is because he handles it properly and separates into two states: when it's time to analyze the race, he analyzes it carefully, and the other time he avoids horse racing so that he doesn't have too much headache.

In fact, Morrison also suggested that he apply for the trainer major, after all, he predicted that the champion relied on the judgment of the state of the horse racing mother, with his excellent vision of having a 60% success rate in his research, it is obviously promising to be a trainer, and he will gain fame and fortune at that time, and maybe he can bring his daughter-in-law back.

But Omo didn't intend to tie up so tightly with the horse race, so he used the rest of the money to bet on the race, and the accumulation of funds in a win-of-five situation was already ideal, and his goal was still the two realms of security, and he was more interested in pure crossers than in contact with those indirect crossers.

Of course, not the one on the side.

"It's not important, I said that you are an idol in the same city, and it won't be good to pay attention to it."

"You shouldn't have learned your history yet, and the reason why the center of Traeson is located in the Boundary Gate District is only because the three goddesses were in this land when they crossed over."

"At that time, this was not called the Jiemen District."

Omer said calmly, and as he spoke, he stepped across the security area and bent down to pick up the satchel on the conveyor belt.

It is already very euphemistic to say: this sense of honor in the same area is meaningless.

This kind of talk is somewhat mean and hurtful, so he chose to be so euphemistic, and then listened to Bi Zedao, who came from behind him:

"Doesn't that make it seem like I'm close to Traeson? I've crossed over to the Boundary Gate District too! ”

“……”

Omer was silent, silenced by the invincible brain circuit.

Then he felt that it was too much trouble to correct him, so he focused on his surroundings to divert attention.

It's just that among the pedestrians who ride the subway as far as the eye can see, the element of 'horse' can be faintly seen in the appearance characteristics of the various races.

It's Ma Niang again...

Ao silently quickened his pace, and heard Bi Ze shouting: "There is actually a Ma Niang who takes the subway!" ”

Bird food, in fact, he also wants to complain about this, but he doesn't want to speak.

Then he and Bi Ze arrived at the subway along the automatic elevator, and saw the figure of a certain horse lady printed on the subway.

The Jiemen area has a unique horse racing lady pain car painting, which is eaten with the current event.

Three steps into two steps, under Bi Ze's somewhat surprised gaze, Omo hurriedly stepped into the carriage, and finally spoke, but it was a wordless sigh.

There are Ma Niang everywhere, and he is surrounded by Ma Niang elements.