Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1200: Love Between Cattle and Horses?

"what?"

"Ah for what?"

Facing the somewhat troubled angel captain, the female angel glared at her tiny eyes, which were almost slits, and said:

“Although this guy fell from your star sector, the Shepherd’s Plains are mainly inhabited by beasts, and half-human, half-beast races are not common. I need to determine his race first before I can save him!”

"Isn't he obviously a minotaur?"

"Yes, he is a minotaur, but what kind of minotaur specifically?"

The squinty-eyed female angel said irritably:
"Nu-headed man, human-headed cow, nu-headed human-cow, human-headed cow-man, these can all be called nu-headed people. There are also nu-headed people born from the union of nu-headed people and human-headed cows, nu-headed cows and human-headed cow-men... Do you know how many types there are?"
Moreover, within each of the remaining major categories, there are minotaurs whose skeletons are similar to humans and whose internal organs are similar to those of cattle; minotaurs whose joints and thoracic cavity are similar to cattle but whose internal organs are human; and minotaurs whose other organs are human but whose digestive system is that of cattle.

With so many bizarre classifications, how can I treat him if I don't even know what race he is? What do you think doctors do? Just get some holy light from the Holy Mother, pour it on the patient, and that's it? You... never mind..."

Seeing the bewildered angels, their eyes seemingly filled with the smoke of a bunch of people playing Niuniu, the squinty-eyed doctor clicked his tongue and gave up on explaining, directly issuing the order:

"Hurry up, pull down his pants! Let me see what's down there... um?"

"you?!"

Faced with the angelic doctor who immediately tried to pull down his pants, Leon's plan to feign unconsciousness and infiltrate the Pure White Land ultimately failed halfway. He was forcibly awakened by the angels' actions amidst the gloating bellows of the old ox, and, clutching his pants with a terrified expression, said:
"What are you going to do?"

"Ah! Mr. Minotaur, you're awake!"

Upon seeing Leon awaken, Captain Angel quickly came over, pressed his arm, and gently comforted him:
“You’ve been drifting in the astral plane for so long that you’ve even forgotten your original name. Your body must have suffered a lot of damage, so we’re sending you here to see a doctor… You know what a doctor is? They’re the kind of people who can cure diseases.”

Why did you pull down my pants to treat my illness?

"This...this is to determine your race."

After glancing at the impatient doctor beside her and confirming that she didn't intend to explain again, Captain Angel had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:
"The treatment methods are different for different races. We need to first determine whether you are a minotaur or a human-headed cow, uh... or... or a bull-man or something before we can treat you."

After managing a couple of weak explanations, the angel captain, unable to continue, simply skipped the specific "science popularization" part and somewhat incoherently made a guarantee:

"Anyway, don't worry. Now that we've saved you, we definitely won't harm you. Dr. Aonuya... no... Dr. Aonuya is a good person too. She will definitely be able to cure you. Please be patient and cooperate with the treatment!"

"No, no, no! I won't get treatment! I..."

"Alright, if you don't want to treat it, then don't!"

After taking out what appeared to be a pocket watch and examining it, the obviously exhausted female angel impatiently declared, "He's been struggling for so long, so his physical condition must be pretty good. Besides, there are no blood spots in his eyes or mouth, and no obvious internal or external injuries on his limbs. We can leave him for now... Let's take him to the observation area and isolate him for a few days to see how he is!"

"Ok!"

Seeing that the only "professional" present had made a judgment, the somewhat panicked angels breathed a sigh of relief. Leon, who was relieved that his pants wouldn't be pulled down, also breathed a sigh of relief. Amid the old ox's regretful sigh, he secretly reduced his struggles and was half-forced and half-coaxed into the circular building.

"Mr. Niu Niu, please rest assured that this is not imprisonment, but merely necessary observation."

After finding two ring-shaped buckles similar to handcuffs, padded with ring-shaped feather linings, and fastening Leon's right hand to the bird's nest-shaped hospital bed, the somewhat worried Captain Angel gave him a few more instructions before leaving the observation area, looking back every few steps.

'Moo? Moo moo moo? (These angels seem pretty good, even that impatient little-eyed angel didn't rush things; he carefully checked your situation before letting you come over. What do you think?)'

I think... it's not entirely because he's a nice person, but probably also because of his likability.

Without answering the old ox's question, Lyon glanced at the [Director of the Cleanup Bureau] on the panel and estimated the effect of "human affinity." He felt that the angels of the Pure White Land were relatively similar in appearance to humans, so the influence they received was not significantly reduced.

Judging solely by the positive feelings they develop towards themselves under the influence of the badge, I'd estimate they're about 90% as good as ordinary humans... Well... of course, there's also the factor of kindness. These angels may not be saints, but they're at least as good as Aunt Mary from Happy Apartment; they're definitely all good people.

So... was that pure white Virgin Mary really a good person?
Lyon, lying in his hospital bed, pondered for a moment and felt that it wasn't entirely impossible.

Although some aspects are still not convincing enough, the similar choices made by the White Mother to Evangeline, her own experiences when she infiltrated disguised as a Lost One, and the roots of kindness and warmth permeating the Pure Land make it at least not impossible that the White Mother is a true Mother.

But we still need to continue investigating!
Having decided to maintain his Minotaur identity for a while longer and see how the angels of the Pure Land would treat him, a "foreigner," Leon closed the badge panel and glanced around the weekly observation area.

In this rather large observation ward, separated by opaque holy light at the bottom, most of the patients were winged people with dejected expressions, while the rest of the patients had animalistic features, and there were even two "half-orcs" like himself.

From this perspective, the White Virgin Mary was indeed doing good deeds.

Using just a tiny bit of his Mind Lake power to check on the winged people and sense their empty, almost completely broken hearts, Leon couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Three planes were destroyed by Number 1 this time, and a large number of other planes were also affected. It is definitely impossible to save them all by myself, especially the winged people of Insufficient Land. They are too far away from here, and it is unknown how long it will take for me to get there.

If those winged beings who fell into the astral plane after their planes shattered and became lost could all be drawn to and rescued by the Pure White Land, that would indeed be a tremendous good thing... um... wait a minute.

Leon vaguely sensed a gaze from behind him and turned to look at the hospital bed diagonally behind him. He saw a woman dressed in a plain white hospital gown with a horse's head... Suddenly, her face flushed, and she turned her head away somewhat awkwardly.

"..."

Ah... does "human affinity" not only work on angels, but also have a remarkable effect on horse-headed people?

(End of this chapter)