"It's okay, you can laugh if you want, but can you tell me why you're laughing?"

"This is the first time I've seen Tachyon complain about others disturbing her." The black-haired girl said, reaching her right hand to her chest to hold it, and cast a somewhat tangled look at the lab door because of the topic.

It was as if the mere presence of the person inside gave her a headache.

"In the past...she was the one who bothered others."

"I think so," Omer agreed with deep understanding, "Tachyon must have troubled his classmates from Manchester City many times."

"Just call me Tea House. No. No, that's indeed the case." Manchester City Tea House said, subconsciously wanting to refute, but found that it was indeed the case.

The atmosphere immediately became awkward.

Now it was Homa's turn to laugh out loud, as if he were meeting someone of his kind again.

"It must be quite tiring to stare at her all the time, right?"

"Hmm... But it's hard for me to imagine... Tachyon being controlled by someone."

"You can't stop trying just because you can't imagine it."

As soon as Omo said this, he suddenly closed his mouth because of the footsteps behind the door, and the black ears on the top of the Manchester Teahouse also turned slightly, facing the direction of the laboratory door.

Both of them heard the gradual footsteps, and after noticing this, Manchester City Teahouse also looked at Omer with a little surprise.

Ma Niang's hearing has always been quite bad.

In other words, animals like horses rely on their keen hearing to survive, and after inheriting this part of the body's alienation affected by the soul, the structure of the horse's ears is the same as that of the horse's ears.

The ears, or the auricles to be precise, can rotate back and forth about 180°, can be upright like a flag, or can be lowered to the head. The hearing range is 55Hz~25kHz, and can hear sounds much higher than what ordinary people can hear.

At the same time, sounds 400m away can be temporarily heard. If there is a synchronization of wind direction + wind speed, you can even try to distinguish the words from them.

However, because of this, high decibels can easily frighten them and even cause harm to them.

So some horse girls wear earmuffs.

That is not only to show your personality, but also to protect your ears and isolate sand, mosquitoes, moths and other flying insects.

As a horse girl without earmuffs, not to mention the hearing of Ali Soko and Manchester Tea House, what Manchester City Tea House cares about is that Trainer Linton clearly looks like a human being, but he seems to have heard the approaching footsteps.

Noticing her surprised look, Omo thought: It seems that Tachyon at least did not tell her race when communicating with her.

Then I heard the footsteps so close that I was right in front of me, followed by the sound of the door being pulled suddenly!

"You two! You are really having a lively conversation using me as a topic!!"

Eri Soko looked completely angry and laughed. Sure enough, she still couldn't devote herself to the experiment, but she still held a test tube with a purple-red solution in her hand.

She was looking at the two silent people in front of her. The dark red under the grating was brewing with undisguised anger, and then turned into a joke after thinking of an idea. Between the two men and women with the same black hair and a strand of white hair.

Patrolling intermittently.

The difference is just whether the white hair is on the forehead or on the top of the head.

"Which one of you will come with the freshly baked potion?"

"Suko, you" "Let me do it. I think my voice is louder compared to Kaza-san's."

Rather than the sound, what made the other party more angry was probably the content. The two of them were discussing how to control each other right under each other's ears. Naturally, Omer would not expose it to find fault for himself, nor would he admit that he did it on purpose.

In comparison, Teaza-classmate’s reaction seemed like he really didn’t expect it.

Seeing that her first reaction was to explain something, Omo thought that your response was useless and she would be forced to sign an unequal treaty. He stretched out his hand and said, "I'll do it!"

"Hey~" Seeing that the experimental subject he wanted to deceive the most was not caught, his dark red eyes turned to the young man who was hindering him, "Are you eager to act like a hero when you first meet? Mr. Guinea Pig."

It can also be seen from here that these two people have ulterior motives and have a misplaced tacit understanding.

"We still need to save the impression, right?" Omer said with a subtle smile, "Whether it was me who allowed you to do this, or you who planned to do this, what is the potion used for this time?"

"Digestion."

"?"

"Special Zhou from the next class wants this. It seems he is with that one, Ogurijin? Or Yonegu? Forget it, I can't remember, it doesn't matter anyway!"

Although he didn't want to remember his classmates' names at all, he confidently waved his hands casually, showing off an air of dismissal:

"Anyway, they are going to compete to see who can eat more, and I just plan to see the possibilities of horse racing girls in this regard."

Is there any need to look into this possibility?

If you don't use this potion well, you'll have to turn into a toilet genie, right?

Omer tried hard to look serious with a sullen face, and asked softly:

"What about its possible side effects?"

"It could be hiccups, or it could be that your hands are glowing."

When Omer heard that it was not diarrhea, he was relieved, but later he felt a headache.

"What is your obsession with shining?"
Chapter completed!