Chapter 897: NO．20：Who would be willing to work overtime if they don't like HE?

NO．20：Who would be willing to work overtime if they don't like HE?

"Mr. Aomo, do you know what you're doing?"

"There are five more transmigrants who need ID cards? I asked the Heart of Terra's junction point; as long as we follow regulations, we can handle it properly, right?"

"That's not the problem I'm talking about!"

"Then... which problem is it?"

The kitchen of the Linton Office, while appearing cramped from the outside, actually offers considerable space—enough to accommodate a variety of large and small utensils while still allowing three or four people to move about busily inside.

This is clearly 'thanks' to the fact that horse girls once lived in this room—although, of course, the word 'once' isn't quite accurate, since the rooms of Chazuo, Bourbon, and Suzi still remain; even though they've now moved to the school dormitory, many things still remain untouched in the room.

It emphasizes a 'room that's always available for anyone to move into'.

Even if five more people suddenly appeared in the house, Aomo never considered clearing out those three rooms; instead, he had them decide among themselves who would sleep on the sofa and who would take the floor mat… Of course, before this discussion, someone had already taken the initiative—Miss He was welcomed by Xi.

That would likely end up as a large body pillow, but the person involved hasn't realized this yet.

Considering that this probably isn't a loss, Aomo didn't bother to remind them.

However, the ancient elite who upheld 'monster eugenics' ideas five thousand years ago turned out to be surprisingly unspoiled at all.

Even though Ma Zhongpeng, a modern teenager from a well-off family, had initially prepared to sleep on the floor, after repeatedly refusing to no avail, he accepted the care of his teammates and was assigned the living room's soft sofa, comparable to a high-end mattress.

You know, Aomo loves sofas a lot.

The quality of the sofas in the living room and the activity room is impeccable, so representatives like Qianming and Aimu Zhiji often come over to mooch—at least he feels many visitors are just after his sofa.

But compared to how to spend the evening, the present moment is more important.

Aomo initially turned down Peng and the others who offered to help, because after inquiring and investigating he found that everyone's appetite was fairly normal—even combined, they only matched his own appetite after exertion.

And it's even less than what the horse girls consume.

Such a cooking workload isn't exactly heavy, so the kitchen became his private domain, off‑limits to idlers—though said that way, in fact everyone except Chen has come to take a look.

Including Xi and He, who had gone upstairs earlier, they also came to ask about the dinner menu.

What's worth mentioning is that the latter had previously been cautious and wary of Aomo, deliberately keeping distance, but when the topic of dinner planning came up, she showed an enthusiastic, delighted demeanor.

There was no trace of her former coldness or annoyance.

It was clear she was really looking forward to the dinner menu mixing the Dongyan, Jidong, and Bade systems.

This slightly stirred Aomo's cooking attitude.

After all, although he had long been in charge of the kitchen, it was merely for survival.

He didn't care whether the food tasted good; as long as it wasn't awful, that was enough. Even when he served as nutritionist for the horse girls during summer break, he focused more on nutrient balance than taste.

Among his subordinates, the only one who is picky about this is Suzi.

But she isn't especially picky; after all, when she's immersed in experiments she can forget to eat and sleep, and equally utilitarian, she can accept instant noodles or even energy bars.

Only during leisure does she endlessly nitpick about tea and sweets, proving she isn't lacking in life pursuits—just that her priorities have been ruined by experiments.

Thus Ailisuzhi, when faced with Aomo's cooking, doesn't complain much either; after all, the Manchester Chazuo proves that the staff's cooking standard can match the shining progress.

Although not rigorous enough to measure salt grains, he still follows online recipe tutorials step by step—this cooking style that lets Marina Bourbon choose +1 may not be especially tasty, but it's also not awful.

Thus, to this day, Aomo's cooking attitude remains as unfluctuating as doing homework, akin to merely getting by in life.

Then, under He's gaze that seemed to have light flashing in it, he felt a slight wavering based on guilt.

This time, let's make a slight change……

Thinking this, he flicked the light screen with the fingers of his magical hand.

While searching for a cooking tutorial to elevate the flavor, he also prepared other dishes; for someone who can handle simple multitasking, this isn't busy at all, and the screen certainly doesn't look like a one‑man band's Tom Cat.

Precisely because he 'doesn't look too busy,' a certain super agent ran over to add a new 'process' to him.

Jie Si Ti Si didn't ask questions at first; instead, he deliberately waited until Aomo was out of sight of the 'monster eugenicists' group, then tiptoed over and deliberately closed the kitchen door.

Compared to his initial appearance, these detailed improvements really do give him a few hints of an agent's demeanor.

Aomo wouldn't praise him for this either; even when faced with his questioning, he remained indifferent, thinking: 'If you have nothing to do, you can go operate the peeling tool.'

What potatoes, what radishes—this convenient, practical little invention that automatically peels after scanning is the ultimate pursuit for contemporary source‑energy and magic‑engineering majors, among other science students, in their graduation projects.

After all, higher‑level, grander creations are always fiercely and arduously competitive; it's easier to get by with a small gadget, and if successful enough, one can even make a fortune.

"But Mr. Aomo!"

"'If this action neither violates the law nor my own life principles, why wouldn't I do it?' Aomo, calmly chopping meat cubes, interrupted the other's intended words: 'Do I really have to consider others' codes of conduct?'"

"'But! Taking the inhabitants of that world away from their world, especially when they possess cross‑universal interference ability—you should be aware of the risks involved!'"

"Rarely agitated, Jie Si Ti Si usually appears honest and straightforward before Sai Luo, Jie De, and Aomo, but this time he voiced his objection in a near‑shouting manner."

"Because he doesn't understand."

"So far, in every collaboration with Aomo he has seen the other do things he doesn't understand, yet he convinces himself with the consistently relatively perfect outcome, and even persuades new companions who share his feelings to grow accustomed to Aomo's actions."

"But this time, in the living room he merely forced a smile."

"'Because they come from the electronic world?' Aomo asked."

"'What?' Jie Si Ti Si blinked, completely unprepared for Aomo to suddenly bring that up."

"'Because this is a crisis centered on the electronic world, so you're more nervous and sensitive than ever before, right?'"

He asked while placing the meat cubes into the fresh‑keeping interlayer.

To ensure a seamless, as‑quick‑as‑possible preparation of a series of dishes, Aomo bought many such small, expensive containers that inhibit molecular motion, making it easy to sort and lay out prepared ingredients, seasoning packets, and the like.

Watching him continue with such orderly, steady motions, Jie Si Ti Si, after pressing the peeler's setup button, fell silent for a moment.

He had wanted to rebut, to argue that he wasn't being emotional, but it seemed… there was no room to speak that way.

"'Perhaps… that really is the case.'"

"'Why refuse to admit it? The reasons that drive people's actions in this world all stem from desire—a truth I heard everywhere in the orphanage where I grew up.'"

He ignited the induction stove, watching the oil jump in the pot, and also watching the ingredients about to be added.

Desire does not distinguish between high and low, and the desire for others is more often regarded as noble by humanity.

Such emotional behavior won't tarnish your conduct; if you expect things to go smoothly, it's better not to let it affect your judgment.

Unless you, like me, have already figured out a reason that lets 'acting on emotion' not cause trouble.

Huh?

What are you doubtful about? You're not realizing I'm executing the plan based on my own preferences, are you? Aomo tilted his head to look at him, seeing astonishment, seeing bewilderment.

It also left him speechless as he turned his head back, continuing to watch the ingredients jumping in the pot.

It turns out you came here solely out of anxiety.

Yes, I still can't see where your emotional behavior shows…… Jie Si Ti Si said hesitantly, "Could it be because of that Miss Badger?"

Although I couldn't see it, making a wild guess to pretend I tried, so I wouldn't be embarrassed into silence—this is the wisdom of a super agent.

Did I only bring her here? Aomo said irritably.

Do you still remember the New Universe matter?

Of course I remember; that kid occasionally sends me messages, using strange words to say things I barely understand, but more often it's others sending me, asking about the New Universe's situation, which is quite bewildering. Jie Si Ti Si said.

Because of the initial high-profile visit to the school, Jie Si Ti Si was even once rumored to be the guardian of the New Universe, but in fact, the guardian slot for the New Universe was filled with Aomo's name.

And this truth—even if it were spread, not many would believe it.

On one side is the rumored super agent who rushes around saving the world in emergencies; on the other is a demon trainer with a poor reputation, said to be skilled at manipulating psychology and rhetoric—most people naturally believe the former, even though the latter has saved the world more often and contributed more.

Meanwhile, the New Universe actually has many mom fans.

Although she hasn't debuted yet and is only a middle school student, to avoid misunderstandings, a general outline of the New Universe's experience has been made public.

Although she looks like a high schooler on the outside, she is actually infantile in age, but her knowledge far exceeds that of a high schooler; what people remember most about the New Universe is her manner of birth and her subsequent 'drifting life,' so a considerable number of people feel sympathy for her, even considering organizing fundraising for her……

Such a thing certainly didn't succeed, but it didn't prevent the New Universe from prematurely gaining a batch of male and female mom fans, who, although they desperately want to follow the New Universe's daily life, find that the New Universe's statements are truly incomprehensible to ordinary people.

Although there are also genuine experts who go to challenge the 'encrypted call' to translate the New Universe's account dynamics, such experts are not available on call.

More fans who don't understand go to ask relevant people—and for fans unrelated to anyone, the first person they think of as a contact for the New Universe is Jie Si Ti Si.

The enthusiastic super agent who helps others, devoted to being a civilian vigilante, naturally also has a public social media account.

Thus Jie Si Ti Si's email can also enjoy Aomo's treatment, but he obviously lacks Aomo's interest in observing humanity.

I'm talking about when I first sought her, not after she appeared, um… Feeling that I couldn't count on the other's comprehension, Aomo refined his words a bit: "That data platform, do you still remember it?"

Ah, you mean those data monsters?

I don't think they can be called monsters, but they are indeed the same.

Aomo said, placing a dish of food into a thermal container.

They have no home in that world, but someone wants to create a home, and to do so must destroy that world's social framework, while among them there are also those who want to protect that framework; revolving around this conflict, the ending is generally not good.

Huh? I see the atmosphere in the living room……

Pretty good, right? But half an hour ago, they were still planning to decide life and death," Aomo tilted his head, opening the nearby oven with a wizard's hand, and also turned to tend to the pressure cooker on the other side, "From this perspective, these people's psychology is still quite abnormal—no wonder they can coexist with monsters, being monster users, right?"

So your emotional behavior is?

Have you heard a song called 'Sore wo Sekai to Iun da ne'?

No… Jie Si Ti Si shook his head, saying words that could be called a super agent's disgrace.

I rarely listen to music.

I recommend listening to it; there are a few lines in the lyrics I really like.

He said it, and without hesitation, he chanted those three lines of lyrics:

If I were the protagonist

If I were the protagonist.

With the power to make a happy ending

I will exert the power to let everything have a satisfactory ending.

Even if I'm scolded as a villain~?

Even though I might be blamed as a villain……