Chapter 968: with translation of chapter title

NO. 91: Self-knowledge

It is worth mentioning that even if there really were such a functional facility as a cafeteria, Japanese/Jidong people consistently prefer bento, or boxed meals—such portable food.

The likelihood that the contents are leftovers is far higher than that of freshly made food.

And they usually end up cold due to lack of self-heating means, or are simply cold dishes—this is rather terrifying for Aomo.

By comparison, the atmosphere at Tresen is actually quite good.

In the cafeteria, the horse girls and school staff are never few; there are also students who go off-campus to eat, and even those who bring their own bento—thanks to upgrades in modern storage and insulation technology—have the right to have hot food.

Of course, this is Cuckoo Terrace High School.

There is no cafeteria as complete and excellent in variety, nor any convenient civilian insulation technology.

Even the populace lacks the notion that they must have hot food, but fortunately, Aomo and the others do not intend to follow local customs in this regard.

Not to mention someone like Akijo Tei who has lived in the Holy Terra Federation for over two years; even the members of the 'Monster Eugenics Ideology' who have stayed less than a week in the Boundary Gate area have already been 'corrupted' by that side's eating habits.

As for He, she goes even further: she wants hot food, she wants good food—eating a cold bento is worse than killing her.

And so it has come to this.

People are on the rooftop, with piles of takeout boxes.

It has become so conspicuous that Aomo needs to cast a technique to conceal it, otherwise the other students on the rooftop will stare—though Cuckoo Terrace High School really has a big heart.

Although a fence was added to the rooftop, they actually just let students come and go freely……

Even the rooftop gates of schools like central Tresen, which have a good atmosphere and are 'healthy and upward', are normally kept locked.

Isn't Miss Creator God designing things too ideally?

Aomo, gazing into the distance at the moving students, unconsciously turned his head to look at Tei beside him, and at the phone she was about to hand over.

To be frank, Aomo currently has a rather poor impression of that screen.

The reason is that he faced a crowd's criticism early in the morning.

Everything stems from the precise snapshots taken by several girls last night.

That photo spread quickly throughout the whole team, giving him a genuine sense of having switched world lines—the looks of those guys around him are now completely different from yesterday!

This is an intuitive difference that can be felt regardless of how closely one observes.

Even Nacht, who had always been rude to him, once sought him out when he was alone to talk and apologize, giving him a sort of… well… Aomo racked his brains for an ethical‑free way to describe the attitude, but in reality it was just that familiar.

It was familiar, just like when he had to stand in for his foster father to apologize and mediate with others.

When one discovers that the problematic person is one's own kin, one inevitably feels embarrassed and helpless.

But compared to this subtlety, it's the others' grinning and approaching him one by one to chat that really wears him out.

Exhausted to the point that, when he sees Tei handing over her phone screen, he just wants to close his eyes.

He has already looked at many people's phone screens today.

But this time the content is substantially different, because it's really big—no, because it's a clothing design.

It was largely designed before even entering the computer world, so even without a physical prototype, there is already a simulated image of him wearing it.

It even features a posed stance, and after adjusting the angle it can look as if a real person were photographed.

"It looks rather empty; how about installing a small item at the collarbone?"

He looked at the outfit, which was entirely designed according to the specifications of the Monster Eugenics Ideology uniform, and made a suggestion from the perspective of an industry practitioner.

Industry practitioner—meaning one who engages in the industry.

Although Aomo does not do clothing design, he has made plenty of cosplay props and costumes, and at one point developed a paid commission business.

Perhaps after pondering the 'restoration' angle for a while, he can faintly 'read' the designers' thoughts in those garments, and at the same time he absorbs and transforms those ideas, applying them in his instruction here.

"Oh!" Tei happily picked up her phone, swiped the screen, flipped to the picture, and said, "I thought the same, actually I did design a pendant—what do you think of this design?"

"Leadership module?"

"It's based on the clasp design of a monthly pass holder, so it can easily be made to look like a leadership module."

"Not bad, it really fits your Optimus Prime mirror‑image identity, right?"

"Um, actually Yao Tianwei isn't bad either."

I don't know what the purpose is, but upon truly watching the Transformers series' Akijo Tei, she can easily keep up with Aomo's somewhat breaking‑the‑wall topic.

"Then go wash Alexxis," he said with some helplessness, uttering a niche meme that others couldn't quite understand; Aomo turned his head and glanced at the few 'battle‑power outstanding' monster controllers beside him, feeling somewhat speechless.

Although he knows that once a monster controller links with a monster, they may share some abnormal abilities and manifestations.

For example, lifespan, field of vision, fate, and even physical‑impact shocks.

But whether the increased‑food‑intake imagery is an unavoidable side effect or a cunning maneuver deliberately employed to enjoy food……

Aomo thinks……

No matter what, those who are meant to get fat will still get fat.

Hopefully He won't need me to turn back and devise a weight‑loss plan for her as well.

Even if that time comes, I would probably gladly agree.

Being able to… not torment, but to train others is an opportunity that an enthusiastic demon like Aomo could never refuse.

Moreover, the other party has a fine physique, and moving about is generally pleasing to the eye.

"Speaking of Alexxis… has he been constantly seeking you alone? I hardly ever hear him pop up on my end."

"Oh dear, little Tei, are you jealous? I can totally come back to you; actually, looking at both sides poses no problem."

"Little Snake, do you have antivirus software?"

"I do, but I haven't tested it yet; I once wanted to try Morrison, but in the end I didn't."

"Then let's test it with Alexxis!" Tei clapped happily, "It's still pretty stubborn—it might make a decent test subject."

"Does this stubbornness mean I'm like a stubborn virus? Little Tei, after going out once, your words keep getting more hurtful—Aomo, do you have any leads?"

Faced with Alexxis's over‑familiar first‑name basis, Aomo's reaction is:

"Who are you?"

He asked while, without changing expression, drawing countless strands of water vapor, which condensed at the edges visible to Xiang Yutai, Neihai, and the two Mazhongpeng from their respective positions.

With Ultraman, super agents, and also Alexis Kailifu—a person of dubious origin—present, Aomo did not dare to casually use telepathy, which is actually easy to be monitored or even invaded.

At such a time, the authority of the Nature God is actually more confidential.

【According to the plan we agreed upon earlier, I'll repeat it once more.】

【First, maintain self-awareness.】

Miss Jiafeiqi's detected world-line splicing chaos is worsening, and you may increasingly forget things, and come to regard some abnormalities as normal.

【This is because the source of chaos is approaching, and while doing so, we should as much as possible manually catalyze an increase in soil moisture.】

【Second, find your strongest will or idea in your heart.】

For example, wanting to confess to someone, or a game you especially want to play—in short, that should be the strongest idea you can currently think of; only that can resist the confusion brought by madness.

【This afternoon later, Gurlite will be 'killed' by Alexis Kailifu, at which time there will be an unusually intense data disturbance—that is a test of each of your cognitions; please do not tell others, as that would only increase the chance of plan failure.】

If they find out but then fail to hold out, becoming part of the madness, the other side will also learn our plan; you are the ship anchors I specially selected, and you must firmly anchor yourselves in your respective positions.

【Finally, when the world fallen into chaos has no recourse, you may tell the truth to Sai Luo, Chen, Qianhan, and the princess, and……】

Especially be wary of Aomo Lindun.

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