When Agnes Tachyon looked at him, Anjing Zhen could not help feeling uncomfortable all over.
He had never been good at dealing with Horse Girls with such eccentric personalities, much less when he had no idea what she was trying to do.
Yet, unexpectedly, he had assumed Agnes Tachyon would say something strange after returning—something about slicing people up or human experimentation.
Instead, like a middle-aged doctor, she explained Kitasan Black's current condition clearly, normally, and professionally, then offered some medical advice.
While this surprised Anjing Zhen, his attention unconsciously shifted to those conditions and recommendations.
Maximum oxygen uptake power, blood lactate threshold, fast-twitch fiber ratio, muscle stiffness, reaction time, body fat percentage...
Judging from this series of indicators, Kitasan Black was excellent in every respect. Most of them were above average, perfectly matching the condition expected of a Classic Year G1 Horse Girl.
The recommendation was simple: maintain her current training arrangements.
Besides that, Agnes Tachyon specifically mentioned one indicator.
"An average heart rate of 26... It seems my earlier guess was correct."
Setting down the physical examination report, she looked at Anjing Zhen with great interest. "You really did realize what Kitasan Black lacks.
"We've known each other for quite a while, so I'll be direct.
"Could you make a copy of Kitasan Black's training log for me?"
Anjing Zhen had been looking through Kitasan Black's examination report when he suddenly froze, giving Agnes Tachyon an odd look.
"...So this was what you were after from the very beginning?"
"Well... not entirely."
A faintly amused smile appeared on her face, but Agnes Tachyon's gaze gradually turned serious.
"You should understand very well what the number 26 means, shouldn't you?"
After hesitating and thinking for a moment, Anjing Zhen nodded despite not understanding Agnes Tachyon's intentions.
The figure Agnes