Even though Mo Shao felt her answer was perfectly honest...
“Huh?” After hearing it, Little Ka simply stared with wide eyes, her expression screaming, “What on earth is this person talking about?”
Clearly, Mo Shao’s response had been a bit too NPC-like.
“Looks like I have to properly correct this error of yours...”
Little Ka muttered to herself, and then, as if she had reached a sudden resolution, she began to forcefully push Mo Shao in a specific direction.
“What are we doing?” Mo Shao frowned slightly, but she didn’t use force to stop her footsteps. Instead, she allowed herself to be pushed along half-reluctantly.
“Taking you to take a bath! To take a bath!” Little Ka was rarely this serious.
“Hmm... alright then.” After a short pause, Mo Shao nodded. “If you insist, then I’ll listen to you.”
She had always been one to consider the opinions of others, and Little Ka spoke with such conviction that it did seem to make a certain amount of sense.
“Eh?” Little Ka was startled that Mo Shao had agreed so quickly, but she immediately followed through. “See? If you’d just said that earlier, we wouldn’t have a problem!”
...
Afterward, Mo Shao found a secluded, empty dormitory and went up to the roof to heat the water tank with coal.
Then, standing before the bathroom door, she fell into a bout of deep thought.
To her, with the life experience of a motorcycle from her previous life, bathing was a completely meaningless activity.
When constantly out in the wild, being covered in dirt was an excellent means of camouflage—and besides, a motorcycle didn't have to worry about getting sick.
Only when the accumulated filth was enough to affect her movement speed or interfere with her actions would she bother to scrape off a few layers.
Consequently, the gray casing of her motorcycle in her past life had ultimately turned into a very "practical" natural camouflage...
To be honest, it was a bit disgusting.
As she thought about it, Mo Shao shuddered. Feeling a sudden wave of revulsion, she seemed to suddenly understand.
...Since she had been reborn and wasn't in the wild anymore, perhaps she could try a different way of life? Little Ka seemed to have a point.
“Might as well wash up then...”
Even if her mindset had changed, her memories still existed. Mo Shao did indeed remember that she used to bathe frequently in the distant past.
She just couldn't quite understand why it was necessary anymore; it was truly difficult to empathize with one's past self.
...
These were precisely the sorts of changes all Transformers had to go through—a point that even Mo Shao herself hadn't realized.
If it were the old her, she never would have reached the point of thinking she didn't need to bathe no matter what—she was a person from Guangdong Province, after all!
Spending such a long time with the body of a motorcycle had biased her thinking toward "benefits" and "goals," making it slightly cold and clinical.
For instance, her initial choice to transform into a Magical Girl was purely based on utilitarian considerations and goal orientation.
If it had been the version of her that hadn't experienced the apocalypse or been a motorcycle, she would have agonized over it for hours at the very least.
After the transformation was complete, she didn't have much curiosity regarding her new body either; her only thoughts were on how to develop her strength.
Even when she laughed occasionally, it was only because laughing in that moment would yield better results.
However, this thought process was based on a mechanical mind. When combined with her return to a human state, she naturally became NPC-like.
When planning for the future, thinking about goals, or engaging in combat, she was perfectly normal. But the moment she encountered non-essential daily activities, she would get stuck.
She might have a weak grasp of this herself, but to others, she looked off no matter how they viewed her.
A quick comparison would show that this reborn individual was traveling a path completely opposite to that of other Transformers.
While other Transformers had their sense of self gradually influenced over time, she had already been deeply influenced—and she was currently in the process of returning to normal.
Yet she still failed to realize this—which was the downside of being a Transformer; the shift in one's mindset happened silently and imperceptibly.
As for the aspects she was currently recovering...
...
“This feels strange...”
Under the showerhead in the bathroom, Mo Shao followed the motions based on her old memories of bathing, but she only felt more and more off the more she washed.
Whether it was the tactile sensation or the emotional fluctuations in her cerebral cortex, everything was far too wrong. It wasn't as if she was completely ignorant of these things, either.
She had relevant memories in her mind—various messy “study materials” she had seen in the long-distant past.
However, her NPC-like logic caused her to stall, as her physical instincts and past memories clashed in contradiction.
Amidst this conflicted pondering and her body’s subconscious continuation of the actions, Mo Shao’s cheeks grew increasingly pink.
In the end, Mo Shao’s chaotic thoughts finally reached a decision—she had to thoroughly study her current body!
This was to prevent any unexpected consequences in the future—her mind even instantly conjured up an excuse for herself.
Indeed, this could be considered one of the points she was recovering.
She truly began to have quite a bit of interest in her current body—and that was a restoration of a human mindset!
As it turned out, lewd thoughts really are a primal human instinct!
...
Long after, Mo Shao returned to the cafeteria, the tips of her hair still slightly damp. She looked significantly more refreshed.
“Oh?” Seeing Mo Shao’s appearance, Little Ka leaned in with surprise. “You even changed your clothes?”
“I just didn't put on the outer layer.”
Mo Shao shook her head. she had simply dissolved her plain, gray-black long coat back into mana particles for the time being.
What she was wearing now was naturally the inner layer—a simple, gray-white JK-style dress.
As for why... even at the end of October, the mornings in Guangdong Province were still just as scorching—exactly like summer.
Furthermore, she felt that her “internal core”—or more accurately, her brain—truly needed a bit of cooling down.
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