The door opened.
Yu Chu looked up into the room.
This room is a study. Various books are placed on the solid wood bookshelves, and there is a small fireplace in the corner, burning with warm flames and crackling sparks.
There is a person in the middle of the room.
Young, perhaps can only be called a teenager.
It was completely different from the alien species with three heads and six arms that Yu Chu had imagined before—even two extremes.
This flaxen haired boy...
Not only does it not have the hideousness of a monster at all, it can even be said to be a weak and sick beauty.
His skin is very fair, and even the tiny veins on his wrists can be seen, adding a beautiful, fragile and morbid beauty to his whole body.
The facial features are also very beautiful, as delicate as a finely crafted sculpture. Fragmented flaxen hair hung down, covering his white and small ear tips, and his neck was white and tender, with beautiful lines extending into the black collar.
With his eyes closed, he sat lazily and sleepily in a wheelchair, covered with a thick blanket.
This is not like the devil in the mouth of the experimenters.
This scene is like a young master who was frail and sick since he was a child in some nobleman's castle.
Yu Chu's door opening didn't disturb the Sleeping Beauty either. He leaned back in his wheelchair and remained silent.
The girl approached him cautiously.
The system's prompt sounded in my mind.
Yu Chu breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as the fragments are determined, she has a good idea of the plot of this plane and can make plans.
She silently looked at the boy's face.
The appearance of the first generation is quite different from what I imagined.
But... Even if he looks like a sick and beautiful boy, it doesn't mean that he is really not lethal.
Danger is more than outward appearances.
Since he is called a devil, it means that he has the danger of a devil, and his appearance is just too deceptive.
His fingertips showed a little snow-white from under the blanket, and they looked translucent. Yu Chu glanced at him and saw that the boy was still sleeping with his eyes closed. She hesitantly reached out her hand and lightly touched the snow-colored fingertips under the blanket.
Soft and warm. Perhaps because there was a small fireplace in the room, the temperature of his fingertips was very warm.
But after poking like this, the other party still hasn't woken up.
Yu Chu didn't know his name, so he tried to call him softly by code name: "Number one?"
no response.
The girl tilted her head: "The first generation?"
Still no response.
The sickly beauty's snow-white and delicate face was slightly lowered, her bright red lips were covered by a high collar, and her flaxen-colored broken hair made him look very clean, with a little fairness and softness.
He was asleep and didn't respond to anything, so Yu Chu could only purse his lips and raise his hand to push him.
She moved very lightly, pushing the sick and beautiful young man in the wheelchair, the blanket covering him slipped off and fell gently at his feet. Yu Chu was stunned.
She looked at the chain on the boy in surprise.
Thin silver chains fixed his whole body on the wheelchair, with shackles on his wrists, and the same on his ankles, like a prisoner being fixed on the execution platform.
or-
Is the devil suppressed in the seal
Yu Chu was stunned for a second before bending down to pick up the blanket and cover it again. While gently closing the cover, her fingers inevitably touched the wheelchair, so almost in the next second, a shrill alarm sounded in the corridor outside.
The girl's eyes were slightly cold, and she turned her head to look outside.
Can't be found she came to meet the first generation...
She has to go first.
Yu Chu straightened up and was about to back away, but just when he raised his eyes, he met a pair of lavender eyes.