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Chapter 1590 No. 206: The deep desire for victory (x
In fact, Nishizaki Yutaka's guess was not wrong.

Omer Linton is indeed a sensitive person who easily thinks too much and puts himself under extra pressure once he shoulders responsibilities.

Rather than letting the horse racing girls conserve their energy, training hard before the race and cramming hard would actually help ease his anxiety.

But he also knew that it would be difficult to replicate the last special training at the moment.

It is difficult for a mind that has evolved in a short period of time to evolve a second time, especially in a calm environment where nothing major is happening.

Calculating the time, it has been less than half a year since Tea House, Bourbon and Aiori corrected their ideas. It is difficult to expect them to improve again unless they go astray again in the short term.

The mental states of Qianming, Bairen and Rudolf have also been tending to be stable, although he knows that it is just the surface of the iceberg. Qianming has her unspoken scars, Bairen also has the fear of darkness that he had already spoken about more than ten days ago but has not been cured. Rudolf's symbol is even more heavyweight - the image of sunlight that has been maintained for many years, how much darkness and distortion has been accumulated in terms of a moon wheel... Just the abnormalities revealed in Sirius's occasional words can mark one or two.

But these three people have been like people who have been living with old problems for so many years. You can't expect these problems to erupt acutely. It is better to maintain the status quo to appear more stable, which is what the game requires.

So after pondering for many days, Omar was still undecided whether to intervene proactively and trigger those psychological problems in advance.

Because compared to high school students who are trained from scratch, these three adults are the type that do not have great growth prospects.

Even if the gamble is successful, the effect may not be as significant as that of the high school group. On the contrary, if the gamble is wrong, it will collapse and the cost will be high.

So he has been hesitating these days.

However, preparations based on non-interference can be easily accomplished.

During the days when he was still considering, his preparations according to the traditional plan carefully selected by successive trainers were also proceeding in parallel.

This did not make him feel at ease, but instead added to his stress and anxiety.

It is true that classics often mean universality, which means that this method can be used to achieve results in any situation. However, universality in the field of competition has another meaning, which is mediocrity.

You are using this plan, he is using that plan, and everyone is using this plan, so there is no way to widen the gap. You can only hope for the results of the training before this plan - this may satisfy some people's understanding of "upright", but Omer Linton is obviously not among them.

He is a person who, even if he wants to apply classics and conserve his energy, he still takes unconventional approaches and uses some unique methods in terms of state creation, training warm-up, and body care.

Of course, he also knows that innovation is often too ambitious for a newcomer. When you think that you have found a unique and perfect training method, you'd better think again whether you are self-righteous and have gone astray, and think about why others can't think of it.

In today's society, the word "Idea King" is often used in a derogatory sense, leaving little room for a positive meaning.

But even so, his persistence in his promises and his commitment to responsibility will still push him to the side of the winner - he wants to push the girls under him to a higher level without wasting any opportunities.

Just like even if you fail to win the championship, you can still break the past records and maintain a foundation in the classic fighting stage of the competitive circle, instead of becoming a shock wave that relies entirely on fantasy and boasting.

This was the decision he had made after accepting the fact that his subordinates were all fighting for the same trophy.

——You can’t expect this group of people to really run out of a draw. Since there must be a winner and a loser, let the loser still be able to run out of strength.

Although when it comes to this topic, everyone will still look to the winner, but the recognition that the loser in this topic is still the strong one is also an extremely difficult height to achieve.

So, at this moment, he was under a lot of psychological pressure.

After Gaoyue Shang, the depression in the teahouse and Bourbon's silence that lasted for several days made him want to twist his nose every time he thought about the possibility of two similar incidents.

And if you say that it is less worrying for the adults, since the Emperor won the Dream Cup for the first time and there were no obvious abnormalities with the other two... then you may be a little too optimistic.

It’s not that adults won’t get hurt, they just tend to hold on more than minors.

As to whether holding on to the end will lead to a burst of virtue or torture, Omer is often pessimistic.

Even he himself, an adult who turned 4 on April 21, has been under a lot of pressure recently, even though he has enough girlfriends to start a Holy Grail War, and several of them are keen on being together. In addition, everyone is quite keen on the magic replenishment ceremony, which seems to be a stress relief solution carefully selected by the ancients.

But when I thought about the fact that those girls with horse ears were about to go to war while I was still doing that, it was not a good way to relieve stress, and it only added to my pressure.

This is certainly not normal.

Omar knew very well that if it were his normal self, he would be able to separate his work and private life.

Normal training and normal planning have added unnecessary pressure and affected daily life. Even Sese feels guilty about it, which is completely a mental illness.

So he turned his attention to the reports in front of him.

He had been paying attention to and waiting for this after the Gaoyue Award, from the surprise that he didn't see on the first day, to the subtlety that he didn't see on the second day, to the expectation that he still didn't see it on the third day - he had been asking Mikomon to intensively search the self-search data since he didn't see it on the first day.

At that time, there was a lot of groundless information, and no one could be contacted the next day. After talking with Beatrix, I asked the police to closely monitor the situation and keep an eye on the situation every day until now... Whenever Omar felt the pressure was great, he would turn his attention to this matter.

The situation will really get a lot better.

I can only say that not only Nishizaki Yutaka couldn't understand, even Miss Junchuan Reins probably couldn't empathize with him.

Being able to use the option of 'throwing oneself into work' to forcibly divert attention and adjust the center of gravity of one's mind in disguise, this strange operation of escaping reality to stabilize it, probably only Beatrix and Rudolph can resonate with it.

However, although Nishizaki Yutaka, who was also busy with work and had also experienced insomnia due to worry, obviously could not resonate with the situation at all.

Instead, he came to lecture me about whether or not I was not paying enough attention to the horse girl's trainer.

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Omerben said that he wanted to share some information with him before sending him to talk to the Carrot Man, but seeing that his reaction was not enthusiastic, he just typed a string of words into the search bar of the school forum, "I will notify the police to close the net later. If you are interested in the information, you can go and ask there," and then received a small web page pop-up box.

[Received, thanks]

After giving that unworthy guy Nishizaki Yutaka a perfunctory send-off, he took out a paper cup and picked up the coffee pot again.

"Can you drink like this?"

While I was still pouring, I suddenly felt a chill.

The early spring sunlight, which was not very warm to begin with, was completely blocked by a guy who was almost three meters tall, including the horns on his helmet. "…It can be simulated."

"Then sit down on that sofa," Omar pointed to his own seat, "it won't break. You have to have faith in modern materials science."

"That's right, just sit down!" The illusory image that popped out of his shoulder kept yelling, as confident as if he were the host.

"I watched the whole process when that guy was choosing a sofa. I saw him go through more than a dozen options before finding the one with the biggest discount."

"The quality is not bad either. You should say it's the most cost-effective. Do I have to sign you up for a new Tomyam language tuition class in addition to the programming course?"

"How dare you! How many rebellious sons in this world are there like you who constantly enroll your father in cram schools?"

"Isn't it enough to have me alone?"

Omer pushed the cup of water in front of the King of Beasts, took two steps back and sat on the sofa of Speed, looking at Morrison projected on his shoulder and tilted his head.

"Do you want a few more?"

"Is that what I mean? No! That sounds too life-threatening!"

"You are already in this state, and you still say that you are shortening your life?"

"Rebellious son! Did you see that, King of Beasts? This guy is a pure rebellious son! I am not lying, you are a thousand times better than him!"

"I suspect that the original Morrison from the Beast King family is a thousand times better than you. What do you think?"

Relying on the fact that the girls were not around, Omar could maintain his usual attitude in front of his adoptive father. He even went a step further and crossed his legs, almost folding them on the table.

"Don't be stunned!!!"

"King of Beasts, tell me... uh, how about a bigger cup?"

Omar felt a little nervous when he saw the King of Beasts holding up the small paper cup with his big claws and slowly pouring it into the gap of his helmet.

"No, just trying the taste...it's pretty good."

"I can come back later to drink the coffee brewed at the teahouse. It's much better than the coffee I just rely on the quality of the coffee beans."

"Look, do you have time? It's been a bit noisy over there these days."

"That's true. Several girls who are similar to you but much more mature are pestering him, asking about his experiences, demanding reports, and some are curious about you." Morrison has traveled around the world without fear of the theory of location, relying on the fact that there is no hell for Morrison over there.

"Are you curious about that? Apologize sincerely and I'll tell you about it."

"..." After staring at the 1/11 figurine-like shadow in silence for a few seconds, Omer looked at the King of Beasts, "Isn't it troublesome for you to carry the stable projector with you all the time? It's enough to have sound, right? You can throw it away."

"Rebel!"

“… Let’s get down to business.”

The King of Beasts couldn't really get involved in the conversation between the father and son. He felt a little unfounded nostalgia, but also felt a little sad as he watched.

"Okay, business."

Omer clapped his hands and the light screen was lifted up again.

"There is no reason for the Light Chaser Club to suppress the news about me driving Demon God Zero to fight the high priest but ignore the news about me in the horse racing circle. I guess this was done by the group of cult members who believe in you... the King of Beasts. As for the intention..."

His expression was a little subtle.

"I wanted to say that they wanted to cover up the fact that the crazy high priest was arrested so that they could continue to hide, but to be honest, this is just a notice from the police."

"They just want to suppress your reputation, and perhaps they have joined forces with other groups that are hostile to you."

"I don't want to admit it, but maybe it's really a joke. However, I received a message today, and after thinking about it, I feel that maybe they don't want to ruin some of their business because of me."

"Business?"

"Yes, although it may sound a bit self-boasting, I am quite influential in the monster-related industries in this Federation. Of course, it is mainly the legal ones."

"And this morning I received a message from an entrepreneur friend that a fairly large fraud case had occurred in their circle."

"Is it them?"

"I'm not sure yet, but the timing is a bit coincidental. In my opinion, those believers who did not follow the high priest to do evil are indeed eyeing the monster-related industries here during this period of time."

"What's the evidence?"

"The stocks of thirteen companies that breed monsters and sell tissue materials have continued to rise since the beginning of last month. Among them, four have risen so much that their peers suspect that they are involved in both organized crime and shady business."

"Indeed, it's doubtful."

"So I want to ask, in my impression, these guys should be stray dogs who have fallen to this point, and they should not have much wealth. Am I right?"

"Yes, the wealth they have accumulated is so little that it is only enough for basic technology research and development."

"There are many things that can be done in technology research and development, but that doesn't matter. Anyway, we should start from some areas that can make money by using the power of monsters or even the monsters themselves, and give some professional advice to the police."

"You're not participating in the investigation?"

"Very busy," said Omar, tapping the table with his knuckles.

"This is also the second reason why I want you to come over. If I want you to take charge and take a few girls to the theater, will you refuse?"