Chapter 423 NO.6: Morrison’s expression on the screen is subtle

Author: Gu Xinxuan

Chapter 423 NO.6 Morrison’s expression on the screen is subtle

Although if you choose to race, there will be a ready-made venue in front of you.

However, Omer still chose racing.

He also proposed conditions for the other party to provide a car and a secret venue to ensure that the competition itself would not spread.

At least it won't spread in the near future.

This condition is far from harsh.

Although excellent racing cars must be synonymous with expensiveness, for Marushanski, who is immersed in this industry and has many connections, it is not difficult to get it at all.

It's better to say that she can provide it herself.

There are several sports cars in the garage that can be used as racing cars.

The Lamborghini Countach LP400S, which is the same red as her winning and losing uniform, has been on display for a long time just because she particularly likes it.

As for the request to keep it secret... the other party agreed "understanding" and didn't ask why.

Omer knew why, so he was not very moved.

Originally, he had almost forgotten those days half a month ago - although there was still a Sirius symbol acting as a liaison with the Symbol family, showing up from time to time, but he really didn't think about it!

Even the internet was reconnected a few days ago.

In addition to not speaking on the public real-name network, he can still speak in several private chat rooms including the trainer chat room, and he has also found a new way to peek into the Guiyuanzhidang chat room!

——[It is detected that the account [foreign person] logs in from another place, if it is done by myself, you can ignore this message]

The alien is indeed a symbol of Yuechi.

This conjecture was not even confirmed when the memories of Omo and Yue Chi's symbol flowed backwards, but when Omo collected the legacy cards that were not intended to be stuffed into the portable card box, he became aware of them together with the remaining fragments of Yue Chi's symbol.

Even the account password was lost. The terminal, as a symbol of Yuechi's legacy, was intercepted through the police station's request and was taken over by Omer.

Unlike the merchants, the name Yiren has been disguised very well, and no one else in the Hall of Return knows his true identity - which makes him a very suitable candidate for exchange.

Although the current Guiyuan Hall looks more and more like an ordinary netizen chat room, after getting rid of the businessmen, only Kanlong, a netizen who is apparently on the run, is left. There is no need to play the trumpet and sing the oboe.

But what if?

The deeds of [The Stranger] have proven that there may be high-risk twisted elements who remain silent in this chat room.

The identity of the other people has not been confirmed. Maybe there is another netizen who can exchange money?

If nothing else, this old man Moriarty is very difficult to say, isn't he?

Although it would be very difficult to target him... Before there is evidence and before there is a high bounty, Omer doesn't want to take on such a hard problem. It would be better to leave it to the police or even the Sherlock Holmes of this world.

He would be willing to provide an assist and manually create a waterfall with the power of a monster.

This time, the special attack attribute cannot be maxed out!

But after such a brainstorm, he still had to face the fact that except for private chat rooms such as the Hall of Return and the central trainer communication room, it was not convenient for him to speak or even go online.

At this time, you have to find something to do.

With more homework and more reality, you don't have to think about the troubles of the Internet - and then you will be hit by the red supercar.

"You actually gave up running with us in order to race with Maruzen-senpai!" Airi Tatoko's face was full of disbelief.

Omo's face was expressionless: "You sounded like I had surrendered to the enemy."

"You would rather race with Maruzen-senpai than run with us!" She said in a different way.

"I don't like hearing what Xiao Suzi said!" A red supercar warming up not far away honked its horn dissatisfiedly.

Most of the racing girls who have retired for many years have to face the fact that the peak of their careers has passed. In fact, Omer has not collected any gossip about Maruzensky's private training or even participating in private competitions.

The red supercar with 9 wins in 9 games, she is probably really satisfied when she chooses to retire.

When facing some young juniors, I said something like, "I haven't run in a long time." "I just watched everyone's running methods! They are all very good! Very good! It makes me feel embarrassed."

’ words.

Dongshang Changping came closer and asked in a low voice: "Does this senior always talk like an aunt?", and Eri Suko also came over: "It's a polite word, right? He is a guy who secretly trains at night like the teahouse, right?"

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"...I didn't train secretly..."

Putting aside the protest at the teahouse, it is not important that Dongshang Reform spoke to the other party - the way Hongying people and Jidong people were silent spoke.

Look at the warm-up action of Maruzensky, and look at Miura Bourbon who is facing a powerful enemy.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

It’s time to consider Miss Maruzensky’s Versailles.

He trains with the highest intensity, and Bourbon, who has always been meticulous and extremely serious about warm-ups, can see the amazing qualities displayed by the opponent's lower back, pressing the ground, and pressing legs.

That exaggerated stride, that handprint deep in the grass, that easy jumping...

It's clearly a warm-up exercise, but it's as if he's already warmed up and in perfect condition.

This may be an excellent talent.

Like a warrior who has been tempered for thousands of times, he can enter the battle state at any time.

In comparison, the five girls who had just run together for a race, although they had rested enough, their hearts were frustrated after a short period of time, which obviously widened the gap in mood.

In the previous simulation competition, as expected, the winner was Miss Desert Hero, followed by Manchester City Tea House, and then Miura Bourbon.

Although Omo was a little shocked that Tea House, which had not officially entered the competition, could defeat Bourbon, who was already preparing for the Chrysanthemum Awards, Omo was even more concerned about Dongshang Transformation and Ellie Tako, who were lagging behind.

When the Ma Niang researcher realized that he had not even run away from the willful and childish little witch, the dark red under the blinds also dimmed.

Although he never thought that a few girls could beat the world-famous seniors, when he had the opportunity to witness what the media called a "different-dimensional" running style, he still had to call over Bourbon and Tachyon.

"Attention status."

"Yes, Master."

The cyber horse girl's eyes were as calm as her tone.

Miura Bourbon, who had just lost to his partner, which was equivalent to losing in the final battle of the persistent classic Triple Crown, was also aware of the status of his partner's daily training, and the only requirement for himself was to continue to improve.

Omo was very reassured by her, so after he received the response, he looked at Eliseko who turned his head and looked away.

"Tachyon." He raised his hands and put them on the other person's shoulders.

Such solemnity also made the latter look back.

"Do you still remember the preliminary schedule we filled out? In August, you and Cha Zao will have a debut match, and then accumulate bonuses and number of fans to prepare for the Asahi Cup in December."

"Long distance, this is a simulation destined to expose problems, and it is also a final adjustment for your status."

"Searching, summarizing, guessing, trial and error, you still remember what I said back then, right?"

The scarlet in the blinds didn't necessarily light up, but it did reflect the dark red in the other person's eyes.

The devil was very serious, and this seriousness suddenly pulled out the scarlet that was bound under the blinds.

"It's just an experiment that failed. What's your attitude, Mr. Guinea Pig?"

His face was clearly full of dissatisfaction, but Omer smiled, raised his hand and rubbed the other person's head as if he didn't care about the other person's dangerous expression.

"Indeed, then I'm looking forward to the new data given by Dr. FTL."

As he spoke, he was facing the latter's 'resistance' when he suddenly heard a cry from behind:

"That's right, Trainer Linton! Are you sure you don't want to use your motorcycle?"

After being grabbed by Suzi's wrist, he turned around and saw the brown-haired horse girl who had finished warming up looking at him with concern on her face.

"The specifications of a racing car are different from that of a motorcycle."

"Of course, I know, but the competition should still have similar standards, right?"

Omo said, slightly breaking away from Tachyon's hand, and then patted Tachyon's shoulder again:

"No matter what the outcome is, it will at least be an outcome acceptable to both parties."

It was previously said that the debut event will be in December, but in important events, you have to strive for priority qualifications (unlocked by running in lower-level events), otherwise you have to accumulate career bonus qualifications and lottery qualifications. G1-level events have basic thresholds, and the same goes for the Asahi Cup.

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So strictly speaking, the debut competition starts in August.
Chapter completed!