Chapter 247 NO.10: It is no coincidence that no book can be written

Those who have just arrived and started betting without any understanding can be described as the purest gamblers.

There are very few people like this in the horse race betting industry, because the influence of horse girls in this world is so great that horse girl events have even completely replaced horse racing itself - embarrassing the status of those four-legged primitive creatures.

Without the demand for mounts, the only remaining thing is the status of a pure animal as a herd or a protector.

Homais had no interest in that kind of creature; all he studied was horse racing.

What horse bettors need is the understanding and research of horse racing girls.

As the race progresses step by step, the bounty status of the horse racing girls also increases, which in turn affects the odds ratio of the gambling game.

Considering that there are enough cases in the history of horse racing to illustrate the career paths of horse racing girls, such as 'late bloomers', 'short-lived flashes', and 'anticlimactic', gamblers should also be patient in their view of horse racing girls.

Not only do you have to be patient, but you also need to have a thorough understanding - this can easily turn a horse race bettor into a single pusher of the betting target - the more you study those horse racing girls, the more you will be attracted to them... and so on.

Developments abound.

At this time, the longing for the horse girl will actually hinder the original intention of betting on horse racing.

So, how can you bet on horse racing rationally while becoming a single promoter?

The answer is simple.

"Become DD."

"I'm asking you how to make money to restore health, but you want me to give people money!"

"Is it necessary to pay people to become a DD?"

"What?! Are you a shameful prostitute?" the young man with black hair and brown eyes said bitterly, quite a bit proud and angry that he was "ashamed to be associated with you".

Then he loudly said: "I have a monthly membership card for the live broadcast room!"

"..."

During that brief silence, Omer would pretend to look at the terminal and say a few words.

It's like talking to someone on the phone!

Prove that you have not talked to such aliens and will not be infected with the Kaizi virus.

And the money-hungry alien who has attracted the attention of others will jump up and say: "What are you pretending to do! I clearly see so many 17-level brands!!"

They all put the 'torch' up in this way. In order not to become a person being roasted on the fire, Omer would sneer and take the initiative to step into the sea of ​​fire.

"Haha, this is my free interactive hair."

"What do the chatters of several horse girl Umastagram fan groups say!"

"That was someone else's name, I was just hired to write."

"Damn it! Why can someone like you, who has no intention of writing strange books, live together with Ma Niang, while I have to study boring spell macros with a bunch of old men and women!!"

"Is it possible, and I mean possible, that you just don't have that weird heart to be trusted."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! There must be a horse racing girl in this world who can be a fellow fan of weird book lovers! I think Digi-chan has potential...! What are you doing?"

Bize saw this guy waving his fingers in the air again. Although he had seen the other party's fake moves before, he still asked for the time being.

"Send a message to Ms. Digital Ellie," Omer answered honestly, his finger touching the air slightly hesitant, "By the way, I'm wondering whether to send the recording file as well."

"No! We are good brothers -" "Who is your brother?"

Now it was Omo's turn to enter the contemptuous part of "How can I, a good man like Omo, be brothers with a wealthy man like you!"

Well, Caibu, さいふ, is the wallet in the Eastern language.

Even if you are a piece of bread, it is better than being a wallet! You are a piece of barbecued pork!—The cold look with a bit of disgust undoubtedly revealed this meaning.

At this point, this alien wealth cloth should have been like a gift from the captain in the palace. He changed his mind on the spot, changed his past, cried out about the bad things he had done since he was a child, and even fell down when he first crossed over.

He said it all - but unfortunately he still had the basic passive of being tough-talking, which was highly rated.

"Friends, aren't we! Aren't we Tomodaji?!" Being a social terrorist who can say this in public will undoubtedly make Omo work harder to pretend that he is talking to someone on the phone.

Especially when that guy was still saying: "Besides, there's nothing strange about subsidizing talented women. You see, in ancient literature, there are elegant anecdotes between literati and courtesans. Well, do you understand?"

This guy dared to question the Tom Yam literacy of the Bad people who had lived in this area for 16 years earlier than him.

"I've given up my evaluation." Omo turned away from the light screen and was speechless tormented by such an unusual face.

As a resident of the earth, we should accept the deviation of aliens’ understanding of earth culture.

"What about Airi-chan?" Such an alien asked, stroking his palms.

Seeing that Omo didn't answer immediately, he stared again the next second:

"I sent you a complete set of Ultraman Zeta resources circulated within the circle! You dare to say that it didn't help you!"

"...It was just deleted."

He raised his hand and twisted the bridge of his nose. In a state of mind that he couldn't bear to look at and was slightly tired, Omo couldn't help but glance at the display cabinet next to him to divert his attention.

The dark gray mechanical staff in the display cabinet is full of ability and sharpness. It looks like a war spear. It can be said to be both rustic and new.

The earth is the combination of earth in the positioning of this staff, and the new is the source energy spell system etched on the staff itself - looking at the information in front of the display cabinet that requires concentration to see clearly, the system is still the Spirit Summoning version 3.211.

It is indeed a new work from the Magic Association Investment Company, a major version ahead of the market.

Presumably the spell casting speed and the ability to accommodate spell nesting have also become more powerful - just when Omer thought this, he saw the following series of version update announcements:

[Fixed the bug of spell disorder]

[Added two new spell slots]

[Provides more customization options]

[Fixed the branding conflict on the magic branch of the enchantment system]

…

No, why not strengthen the spell nesting performance and spell macro delay? Isn’t the spirit summoning system a staff system that focuses on optimizing the nesting of summons and spell combinations?

Do developers really know what customers want?

Omo frowned, but the guy next to him looked at that thing and shouted, "I'm super, six spell slots! Three magic amplification tags!! Is this a new product?"

Then look at the price.

"My day, forget it."

He seemed to be really tempted, and Omer began to express concerns about the quality of his classes.

But before Omo could say anything, the man turned around again: "By the way, you really typed the words for Ellie-chan?"

I was still thinking about it, and I remembered Omo’s reply not long ago, ‘I just deleted it’.

"Is the recording also real?"

"The long-term functions that are turned on by default in the terminal do not take up much memory," Omer said flatly, "it is quite convenient for my main business."

"Do trainers still need this function?" Bi Ze asked in surprise, then nodded thoughtfully, "That's quite strange for the clerk."

Now Omo couldn't be calm anymore and raised his eyebrows: "My main job is to be a trainer?"

"?" Now it was Bize's turn to look at him sideways, "You don't mean to say that your main job is mercenary, do you?"

These words made Omer's eyes shudder.

"Think about why I met you here." He sighed without any ups and downs.

On the surface of Jiemen District, the Magic Staff Exchange Exhibition is jointly sponsored by eleven magic staff brand companies headed by Honglong Staff Co., Ltd.

Here, even Bize is carrying a dark blue mechanical staff. Omo, who is just carrying a handbag, is somewhat out of place.

He himself was a little uncomfortable when he first came here.

Silence when traveling alone should have been his first habit, but recently he has always been used to having people around him who are noisy, either the irritable Sunday Serenity or Mostima who is quite the leader, or someone who seems to be scheming.

Some kind of Eri Souko, or Chiaki’s representative who leads the rhythm with freedom and unrestrainedness.

Being too profound actually hinders the understanding of habits. Omer was reflecting in his heart, and his eyes when he stepped into the exhibition were somewhat sharp as if he was in a working state.

He came here at the invitation of a certain member of the Guiyuan Hall. That member was an Immortal Seed who was acquainted with the merchant. To be more precise - he was a Western dragon.

A dragon who is very passionate about the research of magical machinery is very interested in the Galatron card in his hand.

After all, Galatron is indeed a mechanical creation that is somewhat magical.

It also goes well with something like a magic staff.

The other party did not intend to buy directly, but instead invited him to come here to have a look, as if he was very patient and planned to get to know each other first.

So Omo lamented to Akane Shinjo, "At first glance, the Hall of Return does not seem to be a criminal den."

There are a lot of exchanges between members, but it is rare to actually meet offline, which can make other members either marvel, suggest rejection, or remind them to be careful.

It made Omo vaguely realize that the normal situation here is actually quite stagnant. Only when new people appear will it suddenly become more active.

All in all, he decided to accept the invitation. After all, he planned to meet the other members. He had also been quite interested in the magic staff, not to mention that he had a friend who seemed to have been busy tinkering with it recently.

I'm so busy that I don't even have time to meet in person, and I don't even come to visit the office, so I can only occasionally chat online.
To be continued...