NO.76: The performance of the local horse lady is not very good
"Excuse me, did you miss something here?"
"What can it be? It's not ...... as always."
The Metrons have a poor patience and prefer to use actual images rather than lengthy conversations.
Right now, he can also see his palm sticking out from the coiling of tentacles, and with a swipe in mid-air, countless screens appear from all around, showing people fighting images in different times and different areas.
The unknown Ultraman, the Servant he met unilaterally, and the super agent and the members of the Edgerunner Mercenary Group who kept his eyes on him......
"This kind of surveillance work is completely meaningless, boss, they don't close the door, they just keep letting people in, and now the people who come to the base to wreak havoc are even some guys you don't know, are you interested in these things? Or do you know someone? β
"I don't have any acquaintances, I feel like someone has stuffed a commission into the real mercenary station, and they are all strangers who are suspected of being mercenaries."
As Omer watched as several men and women on the screen easily attacked, tied up several aliens, and then destroyed the surveillance footage, it was hard to tell which side of the screen was the villain.
But these people really didn't know him, and he didn't know if it was the edge runners who spread the news, or if the other mercenaries were well-informed enough.
After all, there is no information control between the government and the Chaldea and the clock tower.
"Mercenaries? Also, the mercenary industry in this world is also very developed," staring at the screen in front of him completely, and the opening of his mouth also looked like he had given up thinking, the Metron looked at it, and suddenly looked up at him, "Wait, why are you here?" β
"Your reflex arc is too long."
Omer, who walked around in the dimly lit and closed room, was now looking at the numerical movements on a physical screen.
Before the label of the Racing Lady, Tver was an undeniably avid fan, so fanatical that he was willing to cover for it β as long as Omer was willing to take him to the race and give him the opportunity to take pictures.
But even this frenzy has not outweighed the oppression of social animals by work.
Today, he didn't mention the game to Omer, but returned to his job.
But even so, social animals have their own ways of resisting, such as ...... Watch the live broadcast of the horse racing girl race at the post.
When the boss is not there, touch it for a while, this is the lowest threshold of resistance, and it is also beneficial to adjust the tired body and mind.
Especially for aliens like them who don't have the ability to escape this data world.
A full-time job in the data world also means a closed experience like a prison, not to mention watching more junior employees being killed in the literal sense of the word 'righteous people' from time to time.
"Isn't this the life of a cadre of a villain organization~ Everyone is on the road to be killed by heroes~"
"Don't just say that with a relaxed face! Isn't your horse lady racing!? The Metron lowered his head slightly, looked at the live situation of Ma Niang's entry into the gate above, and then looked at this 'irresponsible' trainer, and immediately became furious.
"Is that the point? You really don't have the consciousness to be a technician. β
"Because I'm not a technician! I just happen to understand how to help Nacker debug the equipment, and I'm only responsible for the status statistics! β
Although they were furious, as witnesses who witnessed the killing of Magma III, the Metrons still didn't have the courage to do it.
"Don't be so angry, I still need your help to guide the way to the Knuckles," said Ormer, who had just exited from the terminal's shooting function, turning his head to look at him, "Well, I'll tell you why you don't worry about Bourbon, and then how about you take it a little more seriously?" β
"What reason? She's been targeted by all the horse racing girls! This kind of race is very difficult to run as long as it is targeted by more than three horse girls! It's going to be encircled! β
Just like a traffic jam in an urban area, the front and left and right sides are occupied, and it is difficult to get out of the encirclement unless you have enough strength.
But even if the strength is enough, it is not a good choice to waste physical strength on forcing a breakthrough, after all, the venue of this game is a sandy field that consumes more strength and even endurance than grass.
"So...... Is there a possibility? Omer approached him and looked at his normal screen, "She doesn't need to worry about being surrounded?" β
"......", who looked like a crazy fan of horse racing, was stunned when he heard this.
Like Meipu Bourbon, who was still a triple crown seed in the limelight a few months ago, he is naturally no stranger, and he will not be unfamiliar with the other party's consistent running style.
Like at this moment-
ββ
The moment the gate popped open with a crisp sound, the sound of breaking wind also came.
Since then, what has been done on the field has been not an ordinary cheer, but a shocking and surprising shout.
"Mapp Bourbon! One out of the gate! It's the super special rush of the chestnut hair who won all seven battles!! She still chose the leading style in today's Ogura Arena!! to beat the second runner Shashi commanded the gap between the two horses!! β
The audience was in an uproar.
Although they all know it, the consistent style of the Meipu Bourbon is to lead and escape.
If you want to take the most famous escape horse in recent years, it must be the figure of the Meipu Bourbon.
But even so......
Ten steps.
Ten steps out of the gate.
The astonishing acceleration had already lifted her to the front of the queue, to overtake the gap between the two bodies of the other fleeing horse behind her.
The silent one, who had never taken care of anyone since he walked out of the corridor, was like a bloodless and tearless cyborg as rumored to be, and interpreted the oppression from speed with his silent steps.
That's a sense of oppression that makes people almost feel hopeless after exiting the gate.
What is despair?
Despair is when you know that you are in excellent shape, that you are not injured, and that the other party is not a 'stallion' launched by the 'red skill', but only crushes yourself with speed.
You have no hope.
You can't find an excuse.
clearly knows that the opponent has always been known for his escape, and he clearly repeatedly plays and studies the opponent's previous game videos.
Knowing that the opponent's prelude acceleration is so strong, he even needs to be the first to launch the bondage skill.
Even those who don't belong to the Three Goddesses system, the source energy 'off-board moves' that can appear in the OP event and the Dream Cup are all ready to go.
But when the other party really stepped and splashed countless gravels - the hearts that had been premeditated and ready to move were easily trampled on the soles of their feet.
was still speeding up, as if it was tireless, and there was no mercy on the legs.
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Almost equivalent to the power of passive skills, it has also been cultivated in countless days and months, as long as she is at the beginning, as long as the target is locked to the first, she is like an overloaded speed machine, and the core is pumping that unparalleled power.
But in the seemingly over-accelerated pace, there is a will called precision.
The slightly inclined posture is extremely stable, and the stride distance is so precise.
And those cyan eyes didn't even want to pay the slightest attention to the rear.
There is no pride, no pity, and even when looking ahead, there is no satisfaction and expectation.
She just stared ahead.
That's all.
(End of chapter)