Chapter 173 She is not satisfied with the work(32)

Regardless of factory, workplace, or research laboratory.

When there are too many people, corruption will arise.

It was like the Jiemen District Police Station she had been to before, or like a police station in a foreign land.

Or the URA Association, these are places that a trainer often comes into contact with, at least they are places that she often comes into contact with.

Dongzi Zhenren deeply hates such a bureaucratic place. These people do not work for dreams or justice, they just make a living. Their ideas of action are never pure, so whenever they come into contact with them

, everyone in Dongzi will feel a pure sense of separation.

How can a creature like the horse girl, who seems to be cast from pure dreams, coexist with people who are either perfunctory or perfunctory, and how can they live in the same urban environment?

Those beautiful and excellent ideal creations, like elves with a fairy tale color, deeply dazzled her.

That purity and obsession attracted her so much that she naturally wanted to get it and possess it.

She needs exactly that kind of favorable environment, whether positive or negative, it can contribute to her learning, excellence, and excellence.

So she applied for a central trainer and became a central trainer through formal channels and genuine talents.

She didn't care that her temporary efforts were better than countless people's hard study. She was full of happiness and devoted herself to the school selection competition in a few days.

On the green artificial turf, many racing girls were warming up.

Central Trayson's on-campus trials are divided into multiple groups and multiple races. Different horse racing girls are good at choosing the race that suits them best based on their own distance suitability and foot quality, so as to fully demonstrate their abilities and talents.

Working hard is not only a respect for oneself, but also a reward. After that, it means waiting for recruitment.

Most of the trainers confirm the racehorse they want to recruit during the trials, and the rest make up their minds based on some accidents and some daily interactions.

Of course, this also depends on whether Ma Niang accepts you.

Teresin track, 2400 meters, spring, sunny and good, the runners on the track are like cars speeding.

Most of them are at an age that has not yet debuted, in other words, they are in the transition stage from junior high school to high school.

The competition career has not yet started, and the training has not started yet. With just his talent, he can still reach a speed that allows ordinary trainers to distinguish with the naked eye.

But it's still fast.

When the speed got better, there was even a strong wind, and phantoms of different hair colors and competition symbols suspended above their heads were chasing them back and forth. The trainers who were staring at them in the audience were even more serious.

At that time, Treson's trainer resources were obviously not that scarce. Newcomers and seniors exchanged comments with each other in low voices, and there were even more people who used terminals, cameras, and even notebooks to take notes.

The glory of a horse racing girl is also the merit of the trainer. Precisely because they are entrusting their career prospects to the other party, the trainers will be particularly cautious when selecting a racing girl.

However, Dongzi Zhenren has no self-consciousness as a trainer.

What she is looking for is not the fastest horse girl, but the purest obsession.

Perhaps there is no conflict between the two, but running the fastest does not necessarily represent the ultimate in the former.

So her observation was not very attentive.

He even glanced outside the track occasionally.

There, she noticed a racehorse girl.

He is not tall in physique, he can even be said to be small.

The face cannot be seen clearly due to the angle, and all that can be seen is the long brown-black hair that symbolizes deer hair, which is so smooth that it seems to reflect sunlight, and is mixed with cold light fragments.

Yes, cold.

Dongzi Zhenren is a spiritual sublimator. The first thing she sees when receiving people is their spirit.

So she saw some emotion overflowing from that little body.

It is loneliness, sadness, and a presence that is hard to ignore.

That kind of impression can be described as aloof, but there is also an incomprehensible loneliness.

...Maybe it's understandable... She thought so and took a step forward.

When she took that step, the horse racing girl turned slightly, and the black gaze met hers, and she was able to witness the quiet burning coldness.

It's her.

Master Dongzi thought so.

That would be the best work.

——

Amidst the sound of the pressure relief valve blowing, the young-looking woman stood up from the cabin instrument. Immediately, a colleague came forward to remove the glue suction cup attached to her body.

"Are you awake? Do you want a sobering agent?"

"...No, I feel fine this time."

Raising her hand to reject the injection handed over by her colleague, the woman shook her head and glanced at the squirming black slime-like gel in the distant petri dish, and then at the privacy-preventing glass wall on the other side.

Several horse girls lying in the life-support cabin are still very peaceful. In their dreams, they give shape to negative energy. In dreams within dreams, they experience the extreme speed of the Triple Crown.

"It seems that you have to adapt completely. Don't be confused about who you are by then, true person."

"Who can't tell the difference between the past and the present? Maybe they are the ones who can't tell the difference."

Still looking at the sleeping horse girls, Dongzi's voice was extremely calm: "I just extracted the most vivid feelings from my memory. No matter how vivid my emotional feelings about her are, it will not sink me."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and touched the side of her head.

Of course there won't be any horses' ears there.

Going back to that memory, I will miss that touch.

"Unlike those children who stay in the super dream customized by Dream Demon, sooner or later they will not be able to distinguish reality."

"Go to the hospital for treatment," the colleague spread his hands nonchalantly, "Anyway, the side effects have long been written in the contract, and the remuneration is enough for them to cover the cost of treatment. The benefits of our recruitment are nothing to say. Even if someone violates the confidentiality agreement, we

It’s not a big deal, right?”

"It's hard to say. Didn't a few of the trial works have to be handled by the sales department? Those guys probably just wanted to save trouble and sell them casually." Another colleague who was sorting out the cables joined the conversation, "Isn't that horse-eared monster in the news yesterday?

Are they our experimental subjects?"

"I don't care who bought it. If the higher-ups hadn't suddenly set up this monster project, we would still be studying pure obsession, what kind of negative energy monster."

"Stop talking, is the state of negative energy on the base plate stable?"

"We've asked real people to show their memories, how can it still be unstable? I'm saying our project won't be long-term, right? The recent policies above are really becoming more and more biased towards monsters."

"Is this a trend? The chaos in Tianmen City can be considered as a further demonstration of the potential of monsters. The man named Omer Linton is only 19 years old and can control that power."

"I think he was a unique case of mental abnormality, and Party A decided to do it with a slap on the forehead."

"It's not difficult to pick out similar anomalies in the mental data. How can it be truly unique? It's not like we can't find the race that controls monsters, so we succeeded?"

"You speak for the capitalists, right? The mental data provided by the company is only 300 million copies. If we hadn't asked the mercenary group to clean up the hospital's mental database, where would we have gotten Leonix's mental data?"

"That Omer Linton is not Leonix either..." Dongzi Zhenren pulled a chair and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair and closing his eyes.

Every time she personally stabilizes her physical state, her mind becomes active and memories appear one after another. She could have suppressed it, but she actually quite likes this experience.

"If I have to continue this experiment, I really want to visit him."

The memory rolled back to the section about the trainer, as if she could still visit as a senior.

That young man is also a trainer.

Even colleagues agreed: "If we had his mental data at the moment when he suppressed the monster's power and will, our progress could be greatly improved."

“Doesn’t that mean we can’t defraud funds?”

"Stupid! Do you only have this little heart for Charmy? If you get the complete form of the negative energy monster as soon as possible, you might be able to participate in the monster exhibition next month. The prize money will be higher than our experimental funds!"

"Yes, and I heard from the Dreamland Operations that there was a horse lady who interfered with the work a few days ago, and the Operations Department also said that they encountered a troublesome horse girl like Sirius Symbol who sabotaged the operation. What is the name of the black one?"

"Peace on Sunday." Master Dongzi said tiredly, and his memory was stimulated by the words, revealing some of the secrets he had heard during his time as a trainer.

Not even a single trainer would talk about the rumors about Dark Sunday in public.

In particular, you can see that name among the members of the Committee of Questions and Answers.

No cover-up at all.

Questions Committee, what are questions?

It solves all the doubts about the existence of horse racing girls and their competition.

They don't answer questions, they only find and solve problems.

"Sunday Serenity? Is that the name?"

Colleagues looked puzzled and saw that she was tired, so they just assumed that she was in a state of memory tumbling and that she was used to it.

"Let's take this one. Anyway, that guy is the biggest headache for the operations department. The security department at the main company has been on standby for three days, and they didn't even go to see the derby yesterday!"

The colleague said it seriously, but someone noticed something strange on the screen:

"Don't talk about it. The values ​​of those embryos have fluctuated."

"Ah, well, she is a horse racing girl after all."

The researcher quickly shut up, but he still couldn't help but ramble.

"But to be honest, I used to think that the existence of horse racing girls was just because of their ridiculous bodies."

"The soul is always easily influenced by the body. As long as competitive athletes want to be stronger, their spirit cannot be poor." Dongzi Zhenren couldn't help his colleagues' unprofessional remarks.

"Don't forget whose negative energy we are experimenting with."

"It really feels like a trainer. The real person must have liked those days quite a lot, right?"

"Like it……"

There was no doubt that she could answer decisively.

After answering, her eyes reopened with a bit of regret.

"But once something changes, there's no point in continuing."

The third update is here, take a break

When typing typos and correcting text on my mobile phone, there are really a lot of punctuation marks that have not been deleted. I am looking forward to the official public beta of the Writer Assistant app. The one-click correction function of that thing is what I want the most.
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