These days, Su Qingyu put all the other weird things into the tribute card and only kept himself with him. Youyou thought that this special treatment brought him one step closer to his goal.
However, Su Qingyu actually let a low-level monster come out to replace his position, which he could not accept.
"Youyou, do you want to go back to the tribute card and change your makeup?" Su Qingyu turned on the front camera of her phone, then placed it in front of Youyou and suggested sincerely, "Look at how happy you are. Your face is turning green."
"Master, how could you let a low-level monster replace Youyou?" Youyou tugged at Su Qingyu's clothes, then raised his face so that Su Qingyu could see the changes in the paint on his face more clearly.
Su Qingyu pretended to be blind: "It's not about replacement, it's about equal treatment, it's about treating everyone equally, it's about bringing out your respective talents."
Youyou and Zhuzhao Youying are completely different. Zhuzhao Youying believes that when faced with weirdness, humans should be afraid, should submit, and should give up everything they have in exchange for what they want.
Because their obsession is the belief of mankind, they can use terror and power to gain the dominant position.
However, Youyou, as a high-level weirdo, attempts to learn human methods to gain human love, and then tear this love apart to satisfy his own twisted obsession.
Anyone who desires to be loved is in the object position.
Youyou looked at Wuxin with dangerous eyes, which was a food-protecting behavior that came from realizing that his prey was about to be snatched away.
Su Qingyu still had important things to do, so she suddenly became serious: "Okay, Youyou, now I'll give you a task. Watch the door. Don't let anything outside in, whether it's human or weird."
Then, Su Qingyu put his hand on Youyou's shoulder, stared into his eyes, softened his voice and said seriously: "This concerns your master's life, do it well, I am counting on you."
Youyou nodded, and the color of his face returned to warm tones. Then he leaned against the door, without opening his mouth, but a "clicking" sound could be heard in his throat, as if he was declaring his sovereignty.
There was no expression on Wuxin's pale and bloodless face, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Su Qingyu began to rummage through the cabinet.
She gave the order and Wuxin helped to search.
It was now the nursing staff's working hours, and there were no extra uniforms left in the dormitory locker, so Su Qingyu climbed up the iron stairs and wanted to take a look at their **.
Su Qingyu was lying on the bed, holding the iron ladder with her hands, when she felt her palms were wet. She frowned and looked at her palms, which were dark red with some minced meat.
She climbed up a few more steps and saw a human-shaped object under the quilt. She lifted the quilt and found a corpse that was about to rot. The corpse was unrecognizable and had no clothes on. Su Qingyu searched with gloves on and only found a caregiver's badge.
The brand is still there, but where are the clothes
Su Qingyu took the sign off and put it in his pocket.
She noticed that the belly of the corpse was the most severely decayed. It must have suffered serious injuries before death. The skin and flesh were turned inside out, and some of the internal organs were exposed.
Su Qingyu leaned in and smelled it. Strangely, the corpse did not have a rotten smell, but instead gave off a faint fragrance.