Chapter 616: No. 197: Kulanta Is Naturally Also a Horse Girl

No. 197: Kulanta Is Naturally Also a Horse Girl

You really eat that stuff?

What? With your hundred years of experience, what advice do you have?

At 2:40 p. m., Aomo arrived at the Trensen Library.

The staff's attitude was very friendly, and even his request for a cup of hot water—such a mistaken request for the building's function—was permitted.

And as soon as he received the hot water, the silent electronic vampire on the screen appeared.

Probably he'd grown a bit weary of the game world, so he came out to have a look—after all, he didn't look like he was there to show off the results of his online hacking cram school.

He probably messed up his studies…… Aomo couldn't help thinking that.

Those with a speech addiction all have a bit of a desire to show off.

Even if Morrison's hobby is reduced to just 'weapon collecting,' it doesn't hinder him from outputting his achievements in other fields.

When needing conversation material, any content can serve as an icebreaker.

And yet, the sort of content he could openly brag about in front of his adopted son is not mentioned, which is truly abnormal for him.

This inevitably reminds Aomo of some classmates who also signed up for cram school but whose grades were merely passable.

There are also colleagues who got gym memberships but never went.

What? You got a gym pass and still need to go?! —that's their stock reply, delivered with a tone of genuine surprise, not acting.

In response, Aomo will flexibly judge, depending on the situation, whether to expose them.

"Well, it's not exactly advice, but back when the military district hospital gave you a checkup, they didn't prescribe medicine either—is this more serious, or is the medical care here just inadequate?"

Faced with this question, Aomo chose to show the electronic health checkup form.

This was sent to him by Qianming's coworker before they slacked off.

"Detecting residual distortion waves unique to outer gods, based on the patient's previous test history, only shallow drug intervention is needed—" Morrison read aloud very honestly while looking at the tall document before him.

Next came some medical-specific, hard-to-pronounce and strange drug names, which at first hearing sound like transliterations.

"They seem to be hormone drugs—won't they have side effects?"

As a dead person—even in life he had an extremely low metabolic rate 'dead person'—Morrison's understanding of hormone drugs is limited to the most common names.

Thus he harbors some curiosity.

"I've heard that all vital activities of a living person must be regulated by hormones?"

"That's not wrong; hormones indeed directly regulate bodily functions, and they can also influence creatures' 'emotions' through neural interference."

Just like an hour and a half ago, Suzi's plan, although it conveyed interference via empathy between souls, Aimu Zhiji's sister is merely a soul, lacking a physical body, so there's no basis to discuss 'hormone secretion.'

But Aimu Zhiji, who receives that emotional feedback from her sister, will in turn be spiritually guided to secrete those hormones.

This is precisely a plan that only Ailisuzhi could devise.

Only she possesses abundant horse-girl research data, especially understanding the physical foundations of same-age horse girls.

That level of understanding is truly enough to make one think dreadfully, enough to spawn some bad associations, but Chazuo, Bourbon, and her trainer all have sufficient trust in her.

They will follow the plan and allow it to be carried out.

This 'evil' bodily modification plan, when carried out by the 'evil Dr. Suzi,' will indeed show an extremely high success rate.

Born to do this! She should join the evil organization and become one of the archenemies of the Carrot Hero—if left to develop like this, such a future path is not impossible.

And preventing that future is also the trainer's duty.

"This is also exactly the difference between humans and robots."

The reason Aomo said this is obviously because he recalled that blue-clad AI goddess from before.

"The birth of a robot's spirit and emotions is completely integrated, pure and unified."

"Even if they possess souls and selves, their mode of operation is utterly different from carbon-based life; they may not proceed straight ahead, but that deep logic always runs straight like a line."

"Even if there are changes along the way, the trajectory will be a regular angle."

"But... carbon-based life is not like that."

Having found the agreed-upon seat in this quiet, tranquil library, Aomo set down the book in his hand and the warm water he had gotten from the counter.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out a packet of medicine, and, recalling the doctor's orders, measured out the amount needed to make up for that time.

Regardless of personality, people generally dislike taking medicine.

Even in the infirmary, Aomo only took the main medicine symbolically, under Qianming's stern gaze, which emphasized that he must take it.

And this now is the so‑called 'take it or not, adjust according to specific psychological changes, and take together with the main medicine' auxiliary drug.

Frankly, this description is rather unsettling; Aomo knows hormone drugs cannot be taken casually—physical changes are the most ordinary result, and more troublesome ones could possibly alter one's physique.

Of course, he still trusts that Qianming won't play tricks here, so even if he was extremely unwilling at the time, he will later remember to make up for it.

But even if he's mentally prepared, he will still end up staring blankly at the pile of medicine before him.

For an awakened demon with latent bloodline, the drug dosage is naturally out of the ordinary; piled together it feels like buying a pack of small snacks.

This is thanks to the infirmary's medicine being deducted directly from the trainer's medical insurance quota, so he doesn't have to pay out of pocket.

Otherwise, before the mood‑adjusting medicine takes effect, he would have his mindset changed just by seeing that pile of drugs.

"Humans use emotions to trigger exploratory decisions, and the regulation of emotions is both due to external interference and influenced by the endocrine system itself."

He said this, then, under the astonished gaze of his foster father on the screen, he lifted the medicine and gulped it down, guzzling water in a manner that seemed rather heroic.

"In the past, people often said the human body is the most miraculous machine."

"Whether flesh or spirit, even with too many interfering variables, it can still keep functions from losing control; the birth of carbon‑based life is undoubtedly a miracle of nature."

He lowered his head, tidied up the medicine packet before him, and finally had a chance to examine the book he had casually pulled out while passing through the astronomy section:

"Orbital Mechanics of Planets"

"This book… he actually has some impression of it."

"It discusses the kinematics theory based on elliptical orbits, an ancient text that once provided important reference for exploring planets beyond Earth."

It was somewhat boring to pass the time, but when he opened the page filled with many notes, his expression inevitably became strange.

And at that moment, someone suddenly spoke.

"According to what that Weaver Girl child said, it should be called a miracle of the universe, Trainer Lin Dun."

The 'horse girl' woman who was led by the female staff member seen earlier at the counter stood on the other side of the desk.

Her position in Aomo's blind spot, and the quiet when she approached the staff member, both fully revealed her extraordinariness.

Moreover, the work ID hanging on her chest further marked her identity.

【Position: General Affairs Committee

Name: Meteor】