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

"There's only one answer! They're discussing buying books with restricted content on male physiology and hygiene!!! That's why they're doing it secretly, away from us!!"

Teng Zheng's ears drooped forward; she shouldn't have had any expectations for new glory.

Seeing the other person's disappointed expression, Shining Radiance didn't think she was wrong. She waved her hands and said confidently, "Hey! My deduction makes a lot of sense! Look, Shibasaki, Kitahara, and my benefactor, none of them are married, right?"

"So they must all be chaste, old-fashioned men, and what they're discussing is nothing more than figurines, trading cards, or plastic figurines, or artistic books to broaden their horizons and learn about human postures,"

"Hmph, don't underestimate my intelligence network! Based on my observation of my benefactors, without any evidence or possibility, I believe they must be discussing the latter!"

Teng Zheng's eyes turned completely lifeless. She sighed and said helplessly, "I think you should explain to Orn yourself. I still have a training session to go, so I won't disturb you any longer."

Upon hearing this, the newly formed radiance was taken aback. She looked down at the ground and discovered that a much taller, darker shadow had appeared next to her own.

"Gudu."

The horse girl with deer fur swallowed hard. She lowered her head, looked at the shadow with soft ears, and said, "Hey, benefactor, can we make peace?"

"Are you kidding me at this moment?"

The newly radiant light took off running, but Ornn was clearly faster.

He grabbed the radiant woman by the collar and hung her on a nearby fitness machine that looked like a ladder.

Brushing the dust off his hands, Orn sneered, "Hmph, brat, go and reflect on your actions up there."

"It's one thing for you to slander Shibasaki and Kitahara, but you dare to slander me! Then we have to take drastic measures!"

Ignoring the struggle of the newly radiant light, Ornn walked back to the sandy area and began to sketch with a twig.

The Kasamatsu Tressen playground had changed a lot by this time. In the three days since Oguri and Orn returned from Kyoto, it seemed that many fitness training equipment had been added to a corner of the playground overnight.

However, these training equipment were all quite old, and even had a lot of rust on them, but Principal Kasamatsu Tressen was still very moved.

The fat old man, holding Ornn's hand, seemed so excited that his snot and tears splattered onto Ornn's clothes with a sneeze.

"Trainer Orn! To be honest, I'm even thinking of building a shrine for you at Kasamatsu Academy! You were also the first trainer to donate training equipment!!"

Orn forcefully broke free from the fat old man's embrace and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but under the premise of ensuring quality, I could only get these equipment that the central government had rejected. I hope the principal won't find them unacceptable."

"No problem, no problem!! Even if you give me something rotten, I'll take it all!!"

"Principal, wait a minute! Don't get agitated! You're cutting my ribs!!"

Watching the two struggling, Shibasaki glanced at Orn discreetly, then walked to the dilapidated training equipment and gently chipped a small hole in the rust on it.

Through that gap, what was revealed was an absolutely brand new steel pipe, as if it had just been pushed out of the steel mill!

Chai stared at it silently for a while, then, taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, glued the rust back on.

This young man is indeed very clever. He didn't choose to donate the brand-new equipment directly to the principal. Although the old man seems quite amiable, he is actually a very strong-willed person.

He felt a little embarrassed to be taken care of by such a young person, but he would happily accept the donated equipment after it was used.

The equipment Orn donated was actually something he had crafted himself. He needed to clean out the scrap metal in the blacksmith's shop to prepare for the upcoming mission.

It would be a shame to sell them directly, so after thinking about it, Orn turned these things into training equipment and added some vintage-style finishing touches before donating them to Kasamatsu Tresen Academy.

The gap between local and central authorities is still too large, not only in terms of personnel and horses, but also in basic training facilities.

Adhering to the philosophy of "cultivating one's own virtue when poor, and helping others when prosperous," Orn also began to build the infrastructure of Kasamatsu Tressen, and these training equipment are the most basic foundation.

While it's impossible for Kasamatsu's students to defeat the Central Committee using these things, at least they can go further in the competition, and that's enough.

In a corner of the playground, Orn tossed aside the branch he was holding, nodded at the pattern on the ground, and seemed to be talking to himself, saying, "It should be about right, but I still need to choose the basic attributes that are currently suitable for Xiao Li."

"Among the basic attributes, health and mana are equal to stamina, armor is physical strength, magic resistance enhances willpower, spell power is intelligence, and attack power is strength,"

"Resilience reduces the time spent under the control of red skills, attack speed affects the time required for the horse girl to take a single stride, movement speed is a direct attribute bonus, and health regeneration and mana regeneration seem rather useless. Without the help of skills, they seem to be completely useless?"

"So what is critical strike? Judging from the human experiments on the new Radiance, it seems that no one has discovered what this characteristic does. Apart from making her heart rate unstable when running and whether she's daydreaming, it doesn't seem to have any other use..."

Lost in thought, Ornn didn't notice anyone approaching him. He only heard a somewhat cold voice ask, "Ornn, what are you talking about? Is it a game walkthrough?"

Ornn instinctively replied, "Ah, right, it's the game content... um?"

He quickly turned around, only to find that Teng Zheng March had already crept up to him without him noticing and was looking at the pattern he had just drawn on the ground!

"Hey, Orn, you can draw? This drawing is pretty good, isn't it?"

Tengzheng March finally revealed what Ornn was secretly up to: a beautifully designed outfit was sketched on the sand, along with a chibi-style portrait of a little chestnut hat.

She hesitated, "This is... the final outfit? Shouldn't something like this be custom-made by a master craftsman through the horse racing association? Orn, do you know how to use a sewing machine?"

Ornn hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Well... I know a little bit about how to make the final suit."

Teng Zheng raised an eyebrow. She had already noticed that whenever Orn inexplicably started to act modestly, he was probably hiding something.

A little bit? Someone who only knows a little bit can't pass the trainer certification exam after studying for a month, right?

"Orn, didn't you tell Oguri Hat about this? I mean, about you designing her final outfit?"

Orn scratched his head and said, "Of course I told him, but Xiao Li didn't seem to care. She just said to let me do whatever I wanted."

"March, what do you think? How's this outfit?"

Teng Zheng bent down, carefully examined the patterns on the sand for a while, and nodded, saying, "Very good! I think it's excellent!"

Ornn nodded and said, "Okay, I plan to make a final outfit based on this design. It should be ready in about two days."

"By the way, for the march, I'll go out once a day. You guys train according to the plan. As for massage, we'll talk about it when I get back from Tokyo."

Teng Zheng raised her head and asked, "Is it related to the horse racing association? Don't you need us to go with you?"

"No need, I can go by myself."

Orn stretched and said, "By the time I get back, everything should be resolved."

"You guys just focus on eating, training, and playing. I'll be back soon."

Teng Zheng sighed, put her hands on her hips, and said, "You make us sound like pigs! Go and come back quickly! Don't wander around Tokyo, understand?"

"Okay, okay, you're just as nagging as my mom... Don't kick me! That hurts!"

Chapter 82 Sending the Clock

"Hey! Matsushita! Please also send this report to Department Head Haruka on the 10th floor! Thanks!"

"Sigh, alright, alright, I'll help you this time, okay?"

Matsushita Yoyo sighed helplessly, took the stack of documents, and turned to walk towards the elevator.

This time, he didn't come here for a part-time job; he came to take care of business.

Matsushita glanced at the newspaper box beside him; the front page headline read, "Oguri Hat Can't Participate!? The Truth Behind the Conspiracy!? Reporter Fujii Izumi Reports!!"

"That damn four-eyed reporter! It was right that Ms. Rudolf issued a lifetime expulsion order against him. If this bastard hadn't been spreading rumors here and even dragging the student council into it, I wouldn't have come here to run errands!"

Matsushita scratched his head, then let out a long sigh.

This task wasn't originally assigned to him, but since he was the newest member of Central Treisen and his team hadn't won a G1-level race, the errand-running job naturally fell to him.

Ever since Oguri Kazaki won the G3 race by a narrow margin, some idle people have started saying online that he might be banned from participating in the Japanese Derby by the horse racing association because of his overwhelming talent.

Matsushita, of course, also noticed these black-clad guys deliberately stirring up trouble. He smiled and ignored them.

They're just a bunch of conspiracy theorists trying to grab attention; what kind of trouble can they possibly cause?

Later, for reasons unknown, the story spread that Treson's board of directors, in conjunction with the student council and the URA horse racing association, were persecuting a rising star. The horse racing forums erupted in chaos, creating a huge uproar.

Newspapers, websites, and even late-night variety shows all jumped on the bandwagon, getting involved in this frenzy.

Actually, this wouldn't have been a big deal, but the account of Dolan's team, to which Oguri Hat belongs, posted a tweet. The tweet was quite interesting; it was a photo, and the content was the same as always—a training photo of Dolan's team.

But in the corner of the photo, a man in black is holding a model of a locust tree flower and pointing at a mulberry tree, talking at length about something.

Because Dolan's team account frequently posted similar Easter egg-hiding messages, the man in black was quickly identified by Leeuwenhoek's netizens.

Although the Dolan team's account retracted the photo ten minutes after posting it, netizens' speculations and wild ideas began to explode uncontrollably.

What happened next spiraled out of control; all sorts of opinions were expressed, and in some places, demonstrations involving hundreds of people even broke out.

Matsushita sighed again, then said viciously, "All you do is cause me trouble! If I find that Dolan team trainer, I'll tear him to pieces!! Of course!! That four-eyed reporter won't get away either!!!"

"Excuse me, sir, the elevator doors are open. If you're not going in, please move aside. You're blocking my way."

Matsushita was startled and quickly stepped aside, apologizing, "I'm so sorry, I was just spacing out. Are you taking the elevator too?"

He looked up and saw a young man carrying many strange, unrelated items in his arms.

This includes a Rudolf symbol doll, an alarm clock, a stack of TBS newspapers, four amulets of different shapes, and a small model of a Japanese sword.

Moreover, Matsushita felt that the man's face looked somewhat familiar. This young man must have done something that impressed him, but he couldn't remember what it was for the moment.

Orn glanced at Matsushita with some confusion, but without giving it much thought, he stepped into the elevator first.

Matsushita quickly followed, and their faces disappeared into the closing elevator doors.

Matsushita pressed the button for the 10th floor. He was about to ask the young man which floor he wanted to go to, but he discovered that the other person had pressed the button for the 18th floor.

'Is he going to see the chairman? But he's carrying so many bags and packages; it doesn't look like he's going to talk to the chairman about anything.'

'The only thing he's holding that's related to horse racing is that Rudolph doll. Is he a Central Trainer? But that face doesn't seem to match...'

Matsushita's mind started racing, and when the elevator reached the fifth floor, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Um, may I ask what you need the president of URA for?"

"Ah, I'm not an employee here. I'm here from the central government on business. I'm just curious."

Orn smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just came to give her some things. After all, it's only polite to reciprocate. The guild leader here gave me some things before, so I wanted to give her a surprise as well."

surprise?

Matsushita glanced at what Orn was holding, and his curiosity and doubt only intensified.

"Ding, we've reached the 10th floor."

Matsushita, who had originally wanted to chat with the young man some more, could only helplessly walk out of the elevator. He shook his head and thought to himself, "Strange, why do I feel like I've seen this person before?"

"But I've seen him somewhere before. He's recently made a deep impression on me, and he's not very old... Ah! I remember now!"

Matsushita finally remembered who the other person was—wasn't that the clueless kid who had stared at him during the exam?!

Moreover, the other party even wrote an unprecedented article. It seems that Uncle Liuping'er mentioned this matter when he was chatting with Tojo Hana, Nase Fumino, Komiyama, and Okino!

The swordsman who recently returned to school seems to have quite a lot of praise for this person, and it seems he's even gathering some experienced trainers to sign something. Isn't this the same person from the elevator just now?!

He quickly turned around, but by then the elevator had already gone up to the 18th floor.

Holding the friendly gift, Orn walked straight to Chairman Fujimori's office, then gently knocked on the door.

There seemed to be a conversation inside the door. After a brief silence, a woman's voice came from behind the door.

"Please wait a moment! I'll be right there to open the door!"

With the sound of footsteps, a woman dressed as a secretary opened the door. She paused, momentarily stunned, upon seeing the items in Orn's hands.

Hanako looked up at the unfamiliar face of the visitor and asked softly, "Excuse me, are you here to see Fujiwara? Do you have an appointment?"

Orn shook his head and said, "No appointment, but I think the owner of this room is prepared for me to come knocking."

"I am the trainer of the [Doran Squad], and I am here to deliver a gift."

Hearing what the other person said, Hanako hesitated for a moment before opening the door and leading the young man into the room.

Chairman Fujiwara was sitting behind her desk by the floor-to-ceiling window, engrossed in signing documents. Two cups of hot tea sat on the desk, suggesting she had just entertained guests.

Hanako was about to explain the situation to her when Orn interrupted the secretary.

He reached out and pulled the chair from Fujiwara's desk, slamming the pile of things he was carrying down in front of her with a loud thud.

And the clash begins now.

Hanako was about to reprimand the ignorant young man, but Fujiwara waved her hand, signaling her to be quiet.

Taking off his glasses, Fujiwara looked at the young man in front of him and smiled, "I was wondering when you would come to visit me, I didn't expect you to choose today."

"Since you've chosen to come to us, you must think you already have enough support? Heh, the noise on the internet alone is far from enough!"

"Give up, there's no way I'll let Oguri Hat participate."

The other party got straight to the point, which made things easier for Ornn; at least he didn't have to beat around the bush with her.

He didn't respond to Fujiwara's words, but instead reached for the alarm clock from the gifts beside him and slammed it down in front of the middle-aged woman.

"This is the first gift I'm giving you, called 'Sending a Clock,' a friendly greeting from ancient China,"

"It's truly disappointing that the president of the URA Council would be so indecisive and opportunistic!"

Ornn rested his chin on his hands, seemingly genuinely puzzled.