Loosen your hairband and take off your clothing.
Yi Chen was wrapped only in a scarf (Little Grape Limited Edition) covering his neck, mouth and nose, and submerged in the bathtub.
Principal Daisylin still maintained the same posture, lying outside the bathtub, with one hand on the bottom of the bathtub, slowly releasing star particles through the skin, preparing to let the bath water reach an extreme concentration, as an 'equivalent exchange' for the massage.
certainly,
This is just Daisylin's personal equivalence.
The value of these star particles from the Old World is beyond imagination. If you can collect a certain amount and rub them into star fragments, you can even sell them to the Duke for a good price.
While the concentration had not yet reached the standard, Yi Chen openly started chatting with the principal again, continuing the previous topic.
Several key words - falling stars, stargazer, platinum blood - interested Yi Chen a lot, and there was a high probability that he would come into contact with these things in the future.
However, there was something else that interested Yi Chen even more.
"Principal... What is your illness?"
"Astrology Hyperchylomicranemia is a semi-inherited disease variant. I have to thank my sad and pitiful family for this. I was born with familial hyperchylomicronemia. In simple terms, my blood is white.
Later, when I went to the old world to contact the stargazers, I was unexpectedly recognized by them because of this family genetic disease. They even regarded me as a "kind of person on the other side of the world". I obtained a completely matching relic from the remains of the stargazers, and broke through to obtain this exclusive disease. "
As she spoke, Deslin gently cut her fingertips.
A drop of blood similar to milk flowed out of it, mixed with star particles and occasionally showing a white-gold hue.
She slowly moved her finger forward and deliberately placed the bloody finger in front of Yi Chen.
"My blood is the 'direct channel' that connects to the stargazer community. All the star particles from the old world will emerge from my blood and be sent to all parts of my body through my heart.
Every drop of my blood is extremely precious. If you drink it directly, it may have a different taste. Do you want to..."
Before he could finish his words, Yi Chen grabbed Dai Silin's fingers.
The latter was also surprised by this sudden situation. When he thought he was about to suck, Yi Chen used cortical manipulation to expand the epidermis on his fingers and seal the wound like a Band-Aid.
"Principal, you have done enough for me, and I don't have strong self-control. If I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't even make up for it by massaging your legs for a month..."
Daisylin pulled her finger away, stood up and walked out of the bathroom, "Okay! The concentration of the bath water is about the same, you can take a bath here for the whole day.
I also need to enter the prophetic state to ensure that the transfer ceremony goes smoothly."
“How long does the “handover ceremony” usually take?”
"The length of time for the transfer of the title of First Gentleman varies from generation to generation, and with each generation's physical transfer, the duration of the ceremony is increasing... The previous generation took three days and three nights, and this time it will probably be even longer."
"Got it, Principal, go and get busy."
As the principal left, Yi Chen slowly sank into the warm bathtub.
When his vision was level with the water surface, his and Little Grape's consciousness were carried by the bath water into deep space, into the depths of the distant and profound stars, floating in a curled-up shape.
Looking from afar,
The silver-haired Yi Chen is like a newborn silver moon, and on the surface of this silver moon there is a restless evil sun and a few randomly scattered eyes stars, which are both a whole and independent of each other.
Outside the bathroom,
Principal Deslin did not enter her usual prophetic mode, it was just an excuse to leave.
The handover ceremony did not require her assistance or supervision, everything was carried out inside the Shenpi Mansion.
Holding a wine glass, leaning on the balcony,
Her star-studded eyes did not look at the campus, but at the skin on her fingers.
The wine glass swayed, and his lips moved slightly: "Leaving here... Maybe we have to wait for a long time, at least until the gray area covers Zion and it becomes unsuitable for human habitation."
However,
When Deslin fell into a strange precognitive fantasy, a strong energy surged out of the office and pulled her back to reality.
"It's only been three hours... William has already sucked my bathtub full of star particles dry? And he's even higher up the epidemic level. Has the epidemic value reached 3?"
Deslin pushed open the bathroom door and a beautiful scene came into view.
A large number of water droplets float in the bathroom in a weightless state.
Silver-haired Yi Chen is one of them.
Because he was in a state of consciousness of 'free stars', he himself had not yet felt the increase in his epidemic value. He was still immersed in the perception of the stars and had not noticed that the hidden framework had emerged above his head.
The organization respects the privacy of gentlemen and never asks to view or register "framework" information. Everyone will not ask each other, and only a few will actively display it.
This was also the first time that Deslin saw the disease framework corresponding to Yi Chen.
The mottled and old brass frame seemed to have undergone long-term ravages of time. The "brain relief" at the starting end was even stranger. The detailed texture of the brain grooves would change when viewed from different directions, giving people the illusion of a lively and wriggling vision. In fact, this brain covered with black liquid had already been completely dead.
The liquid between the frames was even stranger; it was pitch black and silent but with occasional ripples, as if announcing the arrival of a new life.
When Deslin tried to look at the title and name on the frame, she was blocked by a black mist and could not see through.
"William, you may have as many secrets as Garlon. Let me see how you float..."
Deslin touched the ground with her soft toes, and her long skirt slipped down her body as her body floated up.
Her jade-like and water-like body quickly integrated into the special environment of the bathroom and quickly entered the same floating state as Yi Chen, using the stars released from her palms to achieve the connection of consciousness between the two.
Three days and three nights
The seemingly long floating was actually short for Yi Chen who was deeply trapped in the galaxy.
When Yi Chen opened his eyes again, it was as if he had just had a nap. His body had just landed on the ground, with his feet fitting perfectly with the ground. Bursts of starlight flowed through his skin, subjectively showing this "nebula body".
Tie a bun, put on clothes,
Yi Chen sniffed the air in the bathroom, "Hmm? There's a smell of blood mixed with frankincense... Has Principal Daisylin been here recently
Moreover, when I was comprehending the stars, I always felt something soft sticking to my back, and this touch greatly improved my comprehending efficiency.”
Take a step forward,
Buzz! Yi Chen went straight to the bathroom door two meters away.
He can already achieve "space movement" within three meters, and it consumes less energy than before. Presumably, as his perception of the stars increases, this distance will continue to increase.
Open the bathroom door.
The principal, wrapped in a ribbon of nebula, was holding a miniature celestial body, suspended in the central area of the office, in what she called a prophetic state.
It was naturally difficult to disturb such a situation. When Yi Chen left a thank-you letter and was about to leave, the voice of Daisylin, as if waking up from a dream, came from behind.
"Where are you going?"
"Principal, you're awake. I'm going to the Tailors' Guild. I have to send the books that I was supposed to return before my promotion to Mr. Spacey."
"So you're going to start your long journey, right?"
"It should be. I might prepare it again."
"Come back alive."
"must."