I'm Ornn, and I'm about to be beaten to my knees by the Man-eating Horse Girl!

"Hiss... Did I forget something? I can't remember..."

He thought for a long time but couldn't remember anything, so he could only shake his head and continue to urge the three people on the playground to train.

Chapter 31 Oh no, my account has been cancelled!

A week passed quickly, and the day of the trainer exam arrived.

Orn packed his exam supplies into his bag, then smiled and waved to the three people who had come to see him off, saying, "Why are you all here to see me off? It's like a final farewell, what bad luck."

Shining with newfound radiance, her eyelids twitched. She muttered, "As expected, my benefactor is the type who can't say anything nice. He's actually quite handsome when he's not talking, but... sigh!"

Fujimasa snorted coldly and said irritably, "I'm afraid that someone will find out they failed the exam after it's over and be so ashamed that they'll run away to a host club in Tokyo to sell themselves. That's why I came to see you off on your final journey!"

Orn chuckled and retorted, "Being a gigolo is fine, if I really don't pass the exam, maybe it's a way out, isn't it?"

"You! You really want to become a gigolo?!"

Fujimasa's eyes widened, then he quickly grabbed Orn's sleeve, anxiously saying, "You can't go! No... I mean, that kind of place is too dangerous. What if someone is watching you?"

Ornn quickly raised his hands in surrender and said, "Okay, okay, I'll be back after the exam, alright?"

As for Oguri Hat, her farewell words were much shorter than the other two, consisting of only four words.

Will you pass the exam?

Orn nodded and said, "Of course I'll pass the exam. Alright, stop trying to sabotage me, go back to training."

"Reduce the intensity of your training a little over the next couple of days, especially the march. Your knees haven't been strengthened by me yet, so you can't handle such high-intensity training right now."

The blue-haired girl fell silent, her red eyes fixed on the ground, and replied in a barely audible voice, "Okay, I understand."

"Alright, I'll be going now. The car I called is already outside the school. Bye!"

Orn waved, then turned and walked toward the school gate with what he thought was a dashing gesture, before getting into what appeared to be a cheap vehicle that he had recently bought.

Besides the driver, the other two seats were already occupied by two acquaintances... well, judging from their constantly twitching ears, the driver was also an acquaintance.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm still under a lot of pressure. By the way, what brings you two here today? You even came all the way to pick me up?"

Orn closed the car door, then rolled down the window to let the smoke inside dissipate.

Dressed in green, Satomi Kazutsugu chuckled, "After all, he's a young man that Old Kita and I have our eye on. It's just a small favor to come and see him off."

"Maybe you'll be moved by the Satomi family's friendship and sign a 100-year contract with me?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Kitajima Rokuro immediately cursed, "Pah! You bastard! You've got a screw loose in my face! A hundred years? You'd be more like a one-day contract!"

"If I hadn't planted an informant beforehand, you bastard, you probably would have come alone and fooled him again without telling me!"

Satomi Kazutsugu wasn't angry. After all, as members of the new generation of elites and friends of decades, it was normal for them to joke around.

He looked at Orn beside him and asked calmly, "How are you? How confident are you about this exam? I heard that the person who set the questions this time is from the Meguro family, so the difficulty of the questions should be moderate."

Orn thought for a moment, then replied calmly, "I think it should be fine. I might not get a perfect score, but I should be able to get over 90."

Kitajima Rokuro raised an eyebrow and turned around, asking in surprise, "Oh ho, so confident? You really want to pass the Treson trainer qualification exam in two months?"

Satomi Tsuru laughed and said, "Heh heh, with the information I've gathered, victory is inevitable."

At this point, he feigned a worried expression and said, "Alas! You have no idea how difficult it is to obtain that information! Take the Symbol family for example. In order to get their information, I had to let the child from the Donghai family, whom the Symbol favored, enjoy all of my company's products, and also have the right to use all the beta games!"

"Do you know how high the price is?! If that brat lets it slip, the company's plans will probably all be ruined in the process of getting into trouble!"

Hearing this, a look of sadness appeared on Orn's face. Satomi Kazuru's heart leaped with joy. So, young people really should be lured in with games? Oh dear! Old Kita is still living in the past! Talking about using a honey trap... what era are we living in, still using traditional honey traps!

See, these young people can empathize with each other now, right? Then I can get closer to them, right?

Heh heh, you've eaten shit! North of the jail!

Kitajima Rokuro gritted his teeth, but he was helpless. After all, he was in the underworld.

Ornn pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Satomi, could I have one... no, four spots in the game's closed beta?"

After saying that, he quickly patted his chest and said, "Don't worry! I will absolutely abide by the confidentiality agreement! No outsiders will ever know anything about the game!"

Satomi Kazutsugu was stunned, while Kitajima Rokuro smiled with relief.

After careful consideration, Satomi Kazutsugu could only nod and say, "Alright, alright, kid, I'll send the number to your Line later."

"By the way, you haven't given me your account yet. Shall we add each other as friends now?"

Orn took out his phone, just about to add the other person's account, when a message suddenly popped up in the system.

"Beep! This account is not yet linked to identity information! Please complete your personal information and add it again!"

As he looked at those words, cold sweat suddenly soaked Ornn's back. In that instant, he finally remembered that he had forgotten one of the most crucial conditions for obtaining a trainer's license!

I...don't have an ID card!!!

More specifically, I have nothing to prove my identity!

The street where I lived in my previous life definitely doesn't exist in this other world, and I don't have a passport or anything like that!

You can't exactly tell those staff that you are the Forging God, the Mountain-Hidden Flame Ornn, residing in the Freljord region of Valoran, and then use that hammer to prove it, can you?

Satomi Kawatsuru looked at Orn, who had suddenly frozen in place, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Young man, you can just bind your identity..."

"Wait a minute...you don't...you don't not have an ID card, do you!?"

Orn nodded with a long face, "There really isn't any!"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Kitajima Rokuro took off his glasses in shock and roared, "You...you! Why didn't you say something so important sooner!?"

"Uh... I forgot."

Kitajima felt his blood pressure rising. He took a deep breath and turned to ask, "Kawakatsu! Do you have any way to get identification documents done in a day?"

Satomi Kazuru shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I'm just a rising star in the business world, how could I possibly have such connections? What about you? Can you just find the identity of a dead person to tide you over?"

Beidao shook his head, frowning. "If I could, I would have done it already, but the problem is that there's no one who matches Ornn's appearance...! How am I supposed to proceed?!"

Satomi Kazuru sighed, "Never mind that for now. Try letting that kid go in with your empty shell first. The situation is urgent. If that doesn't work, I'll try my method."

"That's all we can do, kid. Just say that's your name later! Whether you can get away with it or not depends entirely on you!"

Chapter 32 Field Magic: The Legendary Mebaicheng

The examiner carefully examined the driver's license that read "Transportation Permit Exemption," then compared it with the photo on the license and the young man standing in front of him.

He frowned and asked, "Is this photo... of you?"

Awn felt a little uneasy. He rubbed his hands together and replied calmly, "It's me."

"is it?"

Orn glanced at the photo and calmly replied, "Yes, back then... I was quite fat."

The prosecutor felt his intelligence had been insulted. No, it wasn't even an insult; it was that the young man in front of him didn't treat him like a human being at all!

He roared, "This isn't you!"

Orn raised an eyebrow and replied casually, "You're saying he's not me?"

The prosecutor shook his head and said, "No, this isn't a single person at all!"

The young man slightly raised his head, his tone gradually shifting from calm to excited.

"Yeah, I said it too, this isn't me, this isn't me at all!!"

The prosecutor frowned, his expression stern as he questioned, "So what exactly happened? Are you here to take the exam for someone else?"

Even he himself didn't believe it when he said that. What kind of person would get the photo wrong when taking a trainer's qualification exam for someone else? Especially since they were basically two completely different people. If this person really was taking the exam for someone else, then his IQ must be incredibly low!

What kind of person did they hire? They don't even know the basic rules and yet they're here to take the exam for someone else? What a joke!

Aoun's emotions gradually escalated. He raised his arms high and said indignantly, "I want to know what happened! I went to take a driving test, I need some kind of document, right?"

"I went to a photo studio to have my picture taken, and this is the one they gave me!"

“I said this isn’t me, they said this is me, I said it’s not me! They said this is me!”

At this point, Ornn shrugged and said, "There's nothing I can do, so I'll just stick it here."

The prosecutor exclaimed in sudden realization, "Oh! So that's how it is... my foot!"

He slammed his fist on the table and roared angrily, "You're kidding me! This isn't you!!!"

"Hmph, since you say you have a driver's license, then let me ask you, is the accelerator on the left or the right?!"

Ornn was taken aback by these words, and a few beads of cold sweat slid down his cheeks.

Oh no! I've never learned to drive! Is the accelerator on the left or right?! Maybe... I should just guess?

The prosecutor waited for a long time, but the young man still didn't answer. He narrowed his eyes and demanded, "Speak up! Left or right?!"

Ornn struggled internally. After hesitating for a long time, he weakly spoke:

"or?"

"........"

The prosecutor was furious. He threw his badge at Orn's face and yelled at the door, "Man!! Get out! What did I say?!"

In the car parked in front of the exam hall, watching Orn emerge with an awkward smile, Kitajima Rokuro sighed.

He said to Satomi Kazuki beside him, "It seems my method has failed. I can't exactly rush in with a knife and make them let me through, can I? Try your method?"

Chairman Satomi hesitated at this moment, pondering, "I do have a solution, but it would mean that Orn would be exposed to that person prematurely. Do we really want to do that?"

Kitajima Rokuro naturally understood who "that person" was, and he too began to hesitate.

"How about we let Xiao Ao take the exam again next year?"

Satomi Kazuru shook his head and sighed, "It's impossible. You see, there are three little ones waiting for him right now. How could he possibly wait a year to take the exam?"

Beidao glanced at Orn, who was walking towards the car, and sighed as well, "Since that's the case, we can only let him go."

"Let's go! Destination: Mejiro Castle!"

On the way to the Mejiro mansion, Satomi Kawatsuru reminded Orn, "I've already made arrangements. When we arrive, just follow the person who came out to pick you up inside. She can help you with your identity issue."

"Remember this well, remember this well. That place is a den of monsters that devour people without spitting out their bones. Countless heroes have perished there. My dearest friend, and the brothers of Beidao, have all been harmed by them. You must be extremely careful on your journey there."

“This time, I didn’t tell that I came in person. Just pretend that you came by yourself. Say that you are the son of a distant relative of mine, my nephew. Got it?”

"Be very careful not to show off your talents too much. If they set their sights on you, you won't be able to return to Kasamatsu!"

Orn nodded with a serious expression. A place that even Uncle Satomi treated with caution must be a dangerous place!

The car was heading towards Nagoya, near Kasamatsu, where the Mejiro family member happened to be vacationing at the Mejiro branch.

Orn was lucky; he didn't have to fly to Mejiro headquarters in Tokyo, saving him some trouble.

When they arrived at the Mejiro branch residence in Nagoya, it was already evening, and the estate before them seemed to have fallen into silence.

After closing the car door, Orn took a deep breath and knocked on the somewhat antique-looking gate in front of him.

The door slowly opened, and a pale blue figure peeked out.

She glanced at Orn's attire and smiled sweetly, "Ah! You must be the one Uncle Chuanhe was talking about? Please come in! The mistress is also very curious about you!"

Orn also sized up the other person; the horse girl in front of him had hair that was similar in color to Fujimasa March's, but seemed to be a bit bluer.

A red cloth-like headdress hung on her right ear, which made her look more lively.

"Ah, hello, I was recommended by... Uncle Kawatsuru. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you this time."

The blue-haired horse girl covered her mouth and chuckled, "Hehe, no need to be so polite, please come in."

Following behind the horse-woman, Orn looked around with the curiosity of a country bumpkin visiting a grand garden.

After all, neither in his past life nor in this one, he had ever personally entered a real private estate. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, he couldn't help but look around.

The blue-haired horse girl naturally noticed Orn's subtle movements, and she asked with a smile, "It seems you're interested in the Mejiro family's interior design style?"

Orn nodded and said, "Pretty much. I am indeed quite interested, after all, it's the first time I've seen such a large-scale manor!"

the first time?

The blue-haired horse girl looked at the young man behind her with some doubt. As far as she knew, Uncle Kawatsuru's estates were no less than those of the Meguro family.

As a nephew, it's impossible that he hadn't visited Uncle Kawatsuru's manor.

But judging from the expression on his face, it seemed that this was really the first time he had ever seen such a manor.

It's really strange... But the mistress has confirmed that this person is the one she's supposed to receive.

In just one conversation, Ornn's disguise was inadvertently torn apart by his own actions (sadly).