Chapter 542: NO．125：What the Agent Should Do

NO．125：What the Agent Should Do

When Aomo opened his eyes from reality, he was plunged into a sense of being torn between extreme mental frailty and a fairly healthy body.

He strained to lift his hand to try to remove the device, but another hand easily took it off for him.

"Little~snake~!"

The person who removed the device spoke, the drawn‑out syllables showing undisguised dissatisfaction, and the pose of hands on hips, leaning forward, seemed to try to emphasize oppression.

This perhaps meant nothing.

Even sitting on the bed, Aomo's height was not much lower than hers.

Yet he could not muster the ease he usually had when dealing with a willful girl.

"... Thank you."

"You know I'm not waiting to hear that, right?" Qian slightly narrowed her eyes; the device in her hand, somewhere between an earpiece and glasses, swayed back and forth.

That motion, like a horse‑girl swishing her tail, conveyed a sense of impatience.

The reason for this analogy is not that Aomo's thinking has become completely trainer‑like, but that there really is a tail brushing back and forth beside him.

That tail belonged to the pair of hands propping him up from the bed—the iron‑ball driver from GBN earlier, the brown‑haired horse‑girl who was holding up his entire torso, then fiddling with him like a power‑less robot.

"I'm saying, Qianjun—aside from this, isn't there a more important issue?" Her tone remained amused, yet while propping Aomo she lifted a hand, raising and lowering his arm repeatedly, watching it flop as if dislocated.

She was clearly fascinated by his condition.

"You feel nothing at all?" she asked, making Aomo wrinkle his nose.

He caught a whiff of something strange.

It was hard to call it perfume; mixed scents carried a slight pungency, like the uncleaned residue left after a lab experiment.

It made Aomo involuntarily think of the East Commerce Reform.

Not long ago, the little witch who ground herbs in Hongying District—seen there before—was just as sloppy in her post‑experiment cleanup.

She still had a long way to go before reaching the mature steadiness she aspired to.

"... Level‑2 dullness, like after working several days and nights," he said, needing to gather strength just to speak, while answering and glancing back at Qian, "I'm sorry for insisting on the experiment and driving the iron ball away."

That answer made the girl stare: "You call that driving it away?!"

In the previous public‑zone copy of GBN, the High Imitation Demon God Zero manifested, and the first step of the operation was a rocket‑propelled punch, using the punch's wind to blow the iron ball away.

Even just the punch wind risked destroying the iron ball, let alone the two and a half passengers aboard (Molisen counts as half).

This was one of Qian's grievances.

The second reason was——

"We were supposed to run the experiment, yet you didn't bring me to the cockpit! Aren't you unable to see them clearly?!"

"AFOV", standing for apparent field of view, an astronomy term meaning the observable visual field, is what the New Universe uses to call Xintiao Qian.

Even before the operation, the three of them had gathered to analyse the noun‑specific meaning in the New Universe's (then tentatively called Horse Girl A) speech; their conclusion was that Xintiao Qian represented—the sole entity capable of fully observing the other's existence.

Therefore she should have been present for this "third‑type contact"; when Aomo brought the model to her door and invited her to join the landing on GBN, saying they would conduct an experiment, she also thought so.

Even Suzi, who had suddenly tagged along, thought the same—yet once they actually entered the copy, idle chatter ended up excluding everyone.

This "change of heart" was all too sudden; after the expectation fell through, disappointment was mixed with anger.

But was this really a mid‑course change?

From the start, Aomo never intended to let them join the experiment's core; bringing Xintiao Qian was merely to let her strengthen the role of a "beacon".

At that time only she had seen the New Universe itself, which in turn proved the New Universe's capacity for action—and even the ability to "lock onto" her location.

Bringing her was Aomo's insurance.

And being willing to bring Suzi as well was to hope for an extra analyst who had experienced the event.

However, Aomo had not made all this clear from the outset, which is also true, so he did not stubbornly argue from a "facts" standpoint.

After all, the girl's anger itself contains a streak of willfulness; otherwise, just looking at his present state, Xintiao Qian ought to understand why Aomo didn't bring them.

The cockpit of Demon God Zero, even if only a high imitation, is still no place to go.

Going there together would merely trigger the device's own protection system to pop out early, or cause a chain reaction of mental overload, racing heartbeat, and soaring body temperature.

Conversely, a demon person could rely on their current physique to withstand these problems, yet could not escape the fatigue that follows the release of pressure.

"Sorry, I think you should go enjoy dessert."

"Huh? Want to cover it up?"

"Because I think if you come to my cockpit, you'd probably be in no state to enjoy dessert."

"Mmm…" That remark was enough to make Qian face reality, and seeing Aomo half‑reclined, supported only by Suzi's one hand, she fell silent.

Then Suzi, impatient, added: "Doesn't his sickly way of speaking bother you? The most important thing now is the conclusion!"

Not only Aomo, she could also see Qian's unreasonable tantrum; although this also had the guinea‑pig lord's clear expectation of the other left unspoken, what does that have to do with her Ailisuzhi?

Although she also regretted not being able to personally take part in that astonishing experiment of meeting in the simulated universe, she could face reality.

Especially when the topic turned to the experiment, she would seek the next step more pragmatically:

"So you've seen her?!"

Existing in the electronic realm, not contacting human souls, it directly shifts from horse spirit to horse‑girl—a lone case—Ailisuzhi is more interested in researching it than anyone else.

"I've seen her, though only an outline," glancing at the now‑silent Qian, Aomo forced himself past the dizziness and headache to continue, "It's definitely called the child of the New Universe."

"Our subjective time of interaction was only a few seconds, yet in your question‑and‑answer we still managed to draw out several key pieces of information."

"She observes in different spacetimes… in other words, there are multiple versions of her, herself."

"She is also seeking… visualization, but has not yet… found a solution…"

"She will patiently wait… if the chance arises she will appear again, not only in……GBN."

"Not bad~ Tunshujun, figuring out this much in a few seconds—you guys are pretty efficient." Suzi was a little surprised; hearing his strained tone, she still slowly lowered the hand supporting him, letting him lie back on the bed.

Then she couldn't help but mutter: "Isn't your subjective time also not quite normal?"

"Perhaps……" Aomo also couldn't be too sure of his judgment, after all the state at that time was really bad, but worth mentioning is: "But you also know, her way of speaking is somewhat like Bourbon's…… and there are many astronomical terms…"

Those things are ambiguous, and they themselves contain a lot of information.

Just like an ancient poem, actually a very short sentence, but when interpreted it can be very long, not like something that could be finished in a dozen seconds of dialogue.

Suzi listened, thought for a moment, then looked down at him and said: "Let's take out what she said earlier and compare it again, you now……"

Sizing up the guy in front of her who just wants to squint his eyes upon touching the bed, she turned back and walked toward the outside of the room: "I'll go get you a few potions."

"Do you still have potions for this situation?" Qian, who had kept her head down listening the whole time, raised her head at this point, feeling deeply surprised, "Is it the thing you've been locking the door and tinkering with these past few days?"

"Of course not," Suzi halted upon hearing that, turned her head, a subtle smile on her face, looked at Aomo on the bed, then turned back to Qian, "But it might also work, why don't you give it a try?"

"This… isn't okay? I and Little Snake aren't the same constitution." Miss Qian, who loves monsters, completely didn't want to turn into light.

Even though recently this roommate has been tinkering with a work whose side effect is emitting black vapor.

"Also."

Suzi was unexpectedly easy to talk to, she nodded and turned to run downstairs; for a moment only she and Aomo remained in the room, and when she turned back she saw Aomo's eyes were completely closed.

"Ah! Don't sleep! In this condition, sleeping would last several days! It would mess up all action plans!" She still understood Aomo; a single sentence made his eyelids twitch.

But it was only a twitch, causing her, who was crouched at the bedside staring at Aomo, to reach out and poke his forehead directly, then slowly move closer to the edge of his eye socket, making his eyelid twitch even more violently.

He opened his eyes a little slit.

"Stay awake, this is my bed, eh, isn't your terminal also ringing."

This appearance really does make it hard to truly get angry at.

"Help me… connect, it should be…… is… Jie Si Ti Si."

"Oh! That super agent, right?" Qian also had long heard of his name; the deepest impression she recently had was this earthy name.

Not really wanting to meet, eh. Reading book…

"Yes, I asked him to… observe and record all external data during the conversation with the new universe."

"What is that for?" Qian was a bit doubtful.

"Can lock onto…… roughly the area where she can operate, and even initiate contact."

(End of chapter)