The final gentleman

Loosen your headband and take off your clothes.

Yi Chen was only wrapped in a scarf (little grape limited edition) covering his neck, mouth and nose, and submerged his body into the bathtub.

Principal Deslin still maintained the same posture lying outside the bathtub. One of her hands was placed on the bottom of the bathtub, slowly releasing the star particles through the skin, preparing the bath water to reach an extreme concentration, which was regarded as an equivalent exchange for massage. '.

certainly,

This is just the equivalent that Desline personally believes.

The value of these star grains from the old world is beyond imagination. If a certain amount can be collected and crushed into star fragments, they can even be sold to the Duke for a good price.

Taking advantage of the fact that the concentration had not reached the target, Yi Chen started chatting with the principal again without any hesitation, continuing the topic just now.

Several keywords - [Stars Fall], [Stargazer], [Platinum Blood] interest Yi Chen, and there is a high probability that he will come into contact with these things in the future.

However, there was another thing in front of him that interested Yi Chen even more.

"Principal...what is your illness?"

"Astrology Hyperchylomicronemia (Astrology Hyperchylomicronemia) is a semi-hereditary variant of the disease. I have to thank my sad and pitiful family for this. I was born with familial hyperchylomicronemia. Symptom, to put it simply, my blood is white.

Later, when I went to the old world to make contact with the stargazers, I was unexpectedly recognized by them because of this hereditary disease in my family. They even regarded me as a 'same kind on the other side of the world'. I obtained a completely matching relic from the remains of the stargazers, and achieved a breakthrough. And get such exclusive disease. "

While saying this, Deslin also lightly cut her fingertips.

A drop of milk-like blood flowed from it, mixed with star particles, and occasionally glowed with a platinum color.

She slowly moved her fingers forward, deliberately placing the blood-stained fingers in front of Yi Chen.

"My blood is the 'direct channel' connecting the group of stargazers. All the star particles from the old world will emerge from the blood and be sent to all parts of the body through the 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 the words were finished, bang! Yi Chen pinched Deslin's fingers.

The latter was also surprised by such a sudden situation. When he thought he was about to suck, Yi Chen used cortical control to expand the skin on his fingers, sealing the wound like a band-aid.

"Principal, you have done enough for me, and my self-control is not strong enough. If I don't stop after this mouthful, I might be able to press your legs for a month and still not be able to do it..."

Deslin pulled her fingers away, stood up and walked out of the bathroom, "Okay! The concentration of the bath water is about the same, so just take a bath here for the whole day.

I also have to enter the prophetic state to ensure that there will be no problems with the transfer ceremony. "

"How long does the "handover ceremony" usually take? "

"The length of time for the handover of the First Gentleman in each generation is different, and with each generation of physical transfer, the ceremony time is increasing... The previous generation was three days and three nights, and this time it is expected to be longer."

"I understand, principal, go and do your work."

As the principal left, Yi Chen slowly sank into the warm bathtub,

When the field of vision was level with the water surface, the consciousness of him and Little Putao was carried by the bath water into the deep space, to the distant and profound depths of the stars, curled up and floating.

Looking from afar,

The silver-haired Yi Chen is like a newborn silver moon, and on the surface of this silver moon there is an evil sun that is about to move and a few randomly scattered eye stars, which are both whole and independent of each other.

outside the bathroom,

Principal Desline did not enter her usual prophet mode, it was just an excuse to leave.

The transfer ceremony does not require her assistance or supervision, everything is carried out inside the Shenpi Mansion.

Holding a wine glass, leaning on the balcony,

Xingyao's twinkling eyes did not fall on the campus, but looked at the cortex on his fingers.

The wine glass shook, and his lips moved slightly: "Are you leaving here? It may take a long time, at least until the gray area is covered and Zion becomes uninhabitable for humans."

However,

When Desline fell into a wonderful precognitive fantasy, a strong energy surged from the office and pulled her back to reality.

"It's only been three hours... William has sucked my bathtub full of star grains dry? And it has also reached a higher level of epidemic. Has the epidemic level reached [3]?"

Desline pushed open the bathroom door, and a beautiful view came into view.

A large number of water droplets float in the bathroom in a weightless state.

Silver-haired Yi Chen is also one of them,

Because he was in the "star-free" state of consciousness, he himself had not felt the increase in epidemic level. He was still immersed in the perception of the stars, and he did not realize that the framework that had been hidden had emerged above his head.

The organization respects the personal privacy of gentlemen very much and will never ask to see or register 'frame' 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 framework of Yi Chen's symptoms.

The mottled old brass frame seems to have been ravaged by the years, and the "brain relief" at the beginning is even more strange. The detailed texture of the brain sulci will change when viewed from different directions, giving people a vivid and crawling view. An illusion, but in reality this brain filled with black fluid has been completely dead.

The liquid between the frames is even more strange, dark and dead but occasionally ripples, as if announcing the coming of new life.

When Deslin tried to look at the title and name on the frame, she was blocked by a black fog and could not see through.

"William, you may have as many secrets as Galleons, right? Let me see how you float..."

Desline touched the ground with her soft toes, and her long skirt slid down her body as her body rose.

The jade-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 the palms to realize the connection between the two consciousnesses.

【Three days and nights】

What seemed like a long float was actually short-lived for Yi Chen, who was trapped in the galaxy.

When Yi Chen opened his eyes again, it seemed as if he had just slept. His body had just landed on the ground, and the soles of his feet were in perfect contact with the ground. Waves of starlight flowed through his skin, subjectively displaying this "nebula body".

Tie up your buns and put on your clothes,

Yi Chen sniffed the air in the bathroom slightly, "Huh? There is a smell of blood mixed with frankincense...Has Principal Deslin been here not long ago?"

Moreover, in the process of meditating on the stars, I always feel like there is something soft stuck on my back. This touch has greatly improved the efficiency of my meditating. "

Take one step forward,

Buzz! Yi Chen went directly to the bathroom door two meters away.

He has been able to achieve "space movement" within three meters, and consumes less energy than before. Presumably as his understanding of the stars increases, this distance will continue to grow.

Open the bathroom door,

The principal, wrapped in nebula ribbons, is holding a miniature celestial body, suspended in the center of the office, in what she calls a prophetic state.

Naturally, it was difficult to disturb him in such a state. When Yi Chen left a letter of thanks and was about to leave, Deslin's voice sounded from behind, as if she was just waking up from a dream.

"Where are you going?"

"Principal, you're awake~ I'm going to go to the Tailoring Association. The books I originally agreed to return before promotion must be delivered to Mr. Spacey quickly."

"You're going to start your long-term journey soon, right?"

"It should be, I might prepare some more."

"Come back alive."

"must."