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Chapter 95 I don't like being touched on the head, so I'm not a two-thorn ape! (violent theory) (13)

In one night, two training schedules for horse racing girls are prepared, one is used to rehabilitate Ellie Tachyon, and the other is used to allow Miura Bourbon to return to form after "healing from a serious illness" and strive to be even better.

It seemed to be two days before the college entrance examination—the dean contacted him in the middle of the night, asking him to prepare the initial teaching materials for the time traveler.

Working overtime and staying up late, as long as it happens once, it's hard to say that there won't be a second time.

But staying up all night is more in line with the truth than staying up late.

However, a young man who is only 19 years old, and has just updated the racial label not long ago, so what happened all night——

——People who think this way are probably thinking about playing games all night instead of working overtime all night.

Calculating, arranging and considering all night, the bad influence on young people is immeasurable.

On the second day, Omer was even forced to make a great sacrifice - he gave up driving his happy Dalmo, and honestly went to take the bus and transfer to the subway.

The mental state is really not good, and he is afraid of accidents while driving. He is not a person who likes to push through.

Even at the gate, Miss Junchuan worried and cared for a few words. At that moment, Aumer really suspected that his complexion had deteriorated to such an unbearable level?

When I looked in the mirror before leaving, I didn't feel much strange, except for a little blood in my eyes.

He politely thanked the other party for his concern, but for a moment he didn't expect that the newcomer trainer, who behaved so well when they first met, that any differences would be obvious, ran away in embarrassment in front of the chairman's secretary.

The speed is quite fast, and it is clearly just walking, but it seems to be running, which makes many students on the side look surprised.

In particular, that trainer was on the same road as many students, heading straight for the campus.

When someone saw him knocking on the door and entering a certain 'legendary laboratory' but was not kicked out, it is conceivable that some rumors about the 'death laboratory' would indeed start to grow.

As for Eri Tachyon, who looked up subconsciously when she heard the door being pushed open, she was also surprised by seeing Homa's exhaustion, but before she could speak, she greeted the other party and put the briefcase away. on the test bench.

Then he went straight to the chair he found out yesterday and sat down.

"I'll make up for it, don't bother me."

"..."

In this way, Eri Tachyon, who was surprised by a set of entry procedures, was completely silent except for the initial greeting, but it did not bother him, just raised his hand to pick up his briefcase that was specially placed on the test bench, simply Fiddled a bit.

Although I was a little surprised by the size of the interior space of the briefcase, I just pulled out the stack of training plans directly.

She didn't touch the other inner layers that made her very curious.

But even so, when she flipped through the schedule in those pages, she still felt that she knew a little bit more about Mr. Guinea Pig.

After thinking for a while, he stuffed the plan back into the briefcase and closed it, sighing silently.

Instead, he opened the bag he had brought today.

New boots and a new coat, the latter she had to use on the guinea pig before she had time to wear it once.

Although thinking about it carefully, the guy who can change into that devilish posture probably doesn't catch cold so easily.
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"I dreamed that I had a cold."

Homa, who lifted the white coat and handed it to Erisiko, sighed.

"Sorry, the new coat is used here first."

"Dream about catching a cold?" I didn't expect the guinea pig to show a grateful look, and Ari Suko, who was interested in dreams, was immediately diverted by this sentence, "What kind of dream?"

"Dreams are warning pictures that can reflect a person's condition since ancient times, especially the soul. Many scientists in the old days often avoided talking about it and classified it as a religion or mysticism."

She obviously has studied it, and when she talked about it, her posture was like yesterday when Omer asked her what she was experimenting with.

Especially when someone can pick up her words:

"Until the new era began to disclose and integrate the source energy research, scientists began to acknowledge and study it at the same time." Ormer calmly said.

"Yes! Yes! Hahaha!" A smile that can make a sound is really cheap for such a researcher, because her research enthusiasm is always strong.

"Just like in terms of biology, whether it's humans, animals, plants, or even fungi and bacteria, their bodies are composed of organic matter, water and electrolytes. You must be aware of this common sense."

"But the reverse is not true, right?" She was still holding the white coat she had just received in her hand, but it still did not prevent her from making the gestures she always made when explaining, raising her elbows and raising her hands, confidently and calmly, "No matter how structurally No matter how delicate it is, the things accumulated by the corresponding chemical substances have no possibility of realizing biological functions.”

"Whether it's an alchemist or a mad scientist, all attempts to make artificial life have failed without exception."

"Because of the lack of 'soul'," Omer calmly said, "In fact, under the premise of holding a soul, the fabricated body can move. There have been too many successful cases as early as 800 years ago."

When the other party mentions this kind of knowledge that he has learned in class, he is not satisfied with listening to the repetition.

If you want to repeat it, you must repeat it yourself.

"The body refining of the Golden Dawn, the strengthening of the organs of the priests of the Sha Kingdom, the out-of-body spirit of the Eastern Taoism, the jade of the four souls of the Far Eastern teachings, and the Kabbalah theory of the Jewish mysticism, the academic exchange of that year The results have advanced the research progress of all systems at the same time, and even broke through the basic threshold of artificial life."

"The more important thing is to let the scientific community also widely recognize the existence of the 'soul', and then refine and split the soul, Mr. Guinea Pig."

It was no longer necessary to praise the other party for being able to keep up with his own rhythm and thinking. Eri Tayiko, who was wearing a school uniform and a white coat, patted Omer on the back happily.

"Leaving aside the appearance of the first scientific artificial man, the point is to extend the analysis of the 'dream' cultural system!"

Then Tu Qiong saw: "So, don't you plan to talk about your dreams?"

She seemed to be really interested, but it made Aomo wonder if her sleeping posture was really as stable as she said.

Did you at least talk in your sleep?

"Shouldn't the point be that you should go for a run?"

After being slapped vigorously by the opponent several times, Omer raised his hand, feeling a little pain in his back, and rua the opponent's head, who wanted to fight back, but was lightly avoided.

"No, no," the nimble Ari Tachyon took two steps back, raised her hand to dissuade, "I haven't finished my research, and I'm still one step away from the birth of a new medicine. You can't bear to look at such a masterpiece. Difficult childbirth?"

Do you shy away from being patted on the head?It's clearly not the kind of hairstyle that is afraid of messing up, or is it because of the ears?

Notice that Homa, who was still before, yawns.

"It's hard to say whether it's unmatched or not. Since it's difficult to give birth, it's better to use a knife. If you continue to force it, you will be surprised."

"Ahem, that's why my analogy is a bit wrong." I found that I said that I was in the pit and ran back to the experimental bench, and opened my arms as if embracing the world. Kind of like the lunatic she just said The beauty of a scientist, "It's just a little short, give me another 10 minutes!"

Hearing this, Omer dialed out the terminal.

"Then I'll count 10 minutes, accurate to the millisecond."

"Damn it! Isn't it true that you guinea pig Rong Jin shines in a man's skin!"

"This is too rude to Miss Rong Jin, and you have to get used to it."

"What?" Tachyon was stunned, and then suddenly, frowning in confusion, ".That mechanical guinea pig is also like this?"

"Call your teammates by their names properly, Miura Bourbon," Omer said helplessly. "She can only control the time more accurately than me. When you do experiments, you can even consider asking her to time you."

A qualified trainer should know enough about the horse girl under his command, not to mention that the latter even took the initiative to organize a copy of his own information and send it to you.

Although they are all formulaic training materials, before that, Homa has already followed Miura Bourbon's account on Umastagram.

The racehorse girl named Miura Bourbon is exceptionally good at mentally calculating distance and seconds, and is good at counting accurately—this kind of thing is mentioned in the introduction of variety shows.

Yes, Miura Bourbon has even participated in horse girl type variety shows.

It was not long after the Satsuki Award, and Omer could find the video recordings of that time on the Internet.

To be honest, stay a little bit, and the machinery is quite effective for the show.

It's just that Omer didn't have time to read it, so he just dragged the progress bar to confirm the matter hastily.

He thought that the former trainer made this arrangement in order to speed up her accumulation of fans, but if he asked Omer to tell her, he just didn't think it was necessary.

After finishing the first of the classic triple crowns, you have to either rest to maintain your condition, or continue to train to maintain your condition. I have never seen someone throw someone on a variety show.

The former trainer doesn't think this is a kind of rest, does he?

Even if it is a real show, it will not take variety shows as a rest. Rehearsals and memorizing scripts can be said to be intellectual exercises in a certain sense.

Hyun promotion, right?I give you a jio!

Although Miura Bourbon can't be said to be social terror, it is definitely not talkative. It can only be said that she is in jail for going to that kind of extreme eastern variety show.

When Omer saw this operation at the time, he really wanted to send the trainer a kicking emoji.

It was like this as a passer-by back then, but now it is even more unpleasant as an agent trainer.

But when he thought that that person was assigned to the frontier by the chairman. No, he was assigned to a place. Homa also wanted to see if he could climb back to the center with his new achievements.

It would be great if I could come, I might have a chance to kick again if I could.

Although this may feel a little sorry for the horse girl brought to the center by the other party.

But that's a long way off, and the horoscope has not been written yet.

It was still time to focus on this moment, so he looked again at Erie Tachyon who seemed to be seriously considering his suggestion.

"The countdown is still going on." He patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Get out!" Ari Tachoko turned to push him out of the room, even though he put on weight by transforming himself into a demon, expressing a little stubbornness, "Don't disturb my experiment before the time!"

Ma Niang's strength is indeed incredible
Although I didn't intend to gather magic power to build a magic explosion, which is similar to the external repulsion confrontation in the invincible stage of transformation.

But he didn't expect to be pushed and shoved by a probing hand that didn't hinder him.

The demon who was pushed out of the door sighed in his heart, rubbing his chin with his sharp fingertips, making some sharp sounds and sporadic sparks.

Then he was noticed by himself, regained his human form in the scattered magic particles, and continued to meditate.

But it's okay to pat on the shoulder. It seems that I really don't like being bumped on the head.
　After being reminded by my brother, I found out that I didn’t even ask for a monthly pass for the essential skills of the starting author. The indicators are still very important, and I have decided to maintain three updates every day for this month. It shouldn’t be too much to ask for a monthly pass.

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(End of this chapter)