There must be something wrong with my krypton game

Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped for a moment, and the white-haired youth quickly shoveled to his feet, grabbed his right wrist, turned his arms around his neck, and from the beginning to the end, a set of grappling skills was surprisingly proficient.

So proficient that even Kandagawa Yu himself was startled.

Strange, has he ever learned this kind of action before?

When Kandagawa Yu hesitated, Nakahara Chuya lowered his head and bit his arm. The young man let go of the pain, and Nakahara Chuya seized the opportunity to apply gravity. He strangled the young man's throat again.

The feeling of suffocation rushed into his brain immediately, and Zhong Yuanzhong also blushed, "You... let go..."

When he said this, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think that this person would let him go, but - in the middle of his words, the hand that was strangling his neck actually slowly loosened.

The young man froze for a moment, quickly shook off his hand, took two steps back and sat on the ground leaning against the door, panting heavily.

He stared fiercely at the person lying on the ground, like a lion cub facing an enemy, "What do you want to do—"

Grinning for a long time, the white-haired young man lying on the ground did not respond to him, and Nakahara Chuya gradually calmed down.

The man was still lying motionless on the ground, something was really wrong, he wanted to get closer to take a look at the situation, hesitated for a while, and said viciously, "You...don't try to trick me!"

Still no response.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned and opened the door: "I won't go there! I want to go—"

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

Because, a bloodstain spread from under the white-haired youth.

Nakahara Chuya shrank his pupils, and immediately turned around and ran over to push him, "Hey! Wake up! Wake up!"

When instinctively used the ability, Zhong Yuanzhong just wanted to subdue him, not really wanting to hurt him.

Kanda Chuanyu was the first person he saw when he opened his eyes. He is currently the only connection with this world. They may not be considered "friends", but it may be a fledgling plot, and even Nakahara Nakaya himself didn't realize it , he has unconsciously become dependent.

There are no medicines here at all, let alone gauze or band-aids. Besides, with this amount of bleeding, band-aids should not be effective.

But what else could he do?

Nakahara Zhongya called him, but the young man didn't respond. He searched around, but couldn't find anything useful. His mind was blank, cold sweat kept coming out, and he didn't know what to do.

Seeing the blood flow more and more, he was at a loss, and panic for no reason rose in his heart.

Will he die?Did I kill him?

I... did I kill someone?

The child's eyes gradually became hollow.

I... am not a human being, yet I still kill people?

The huge daze came back, washed every nerve, and the world seemed to gradually lose its color and become meaningless black and white. The child looked down at his blood-stained hands and trembled uncontrollably.

The emotional turmoil involved him in an irresistible vortex, leaving only four words circling in his mind.

He kills.He kills.He killed—

He is, a murderer.

Zhongyuan Zhongye's pupils shrank suddenly, and suddenly, a hand was pressed on the top of his hair.

The depressed bangs covered his vision, and Nakahara Zhong also slowly raised his head, his eyes flicked across a slender and fair wrist, the glaring blood made his skin paler and more fragile, like a glass doll that is brittle when touched .

But those eyes are calm, like the most transparent and brightest piece of ice at the bottom of the lake above the mountains, wrapped in the most piercing sharpness, tempered with unbreakable hardness.

"It's okay." He whispered, "Bring me two more towels and soap, okay..."

The youth's voice became smaller and smaller until it was almost inaudible.

"...Zhongye."

Zhong Yuan was also startled, as if struck by lightning, and returned to reality in an instant.

He got up in a hurry, and promised, "...Okay, okay, wait a minute!"

Who would have thought that such a brittle body would actually bleed internally when a force of gravity was lightly exerted on it!

Compared with the visible trauma, the rupture of the internal organs was actually more serious. Kandagawa Yu looked at his precarious physical strength and remained silent.

He forcibly swallowed back the sweet blood that rushed to his throat, and with the last of his strength, he tore off the sleeves of his jacket and tied up the wound. Although he didn't know if it would be useful, he could only do this first.

Zhongya Nakahara came back with a towel and soap soon. Kandagawa Yu leaned against the wall weakly, pulled the edge of the bathtub to move over there, and stretched out his hand to him, "Soap."

The child handed him the soap and watched him wrap the soap in a towel and soak it in hot water, "What are you going to do?"

"Soak the soap to soften it and paste it on the wound to stop the bleeding." When the action touched the wound, Yu Kandagawa hissed, and finally gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at him, hesitated for a while, and then walked forward.

"Why don't I come."

Kandagawa Yu glanced at him unexpectedly, nodded after a while, "...OK."

This is also in the game. If he suffered such a serious injury in reality, he would have died long ago.

Kanda Chuanyu lifted his clothes, and Nakahara Chuya carefully spread the towel on the wound, carefully tied it with the cloth strips torn off by the youth, and as soon as he withdrew his hand, he saw Kanda Chuanyu reaching out and pressing on the wound.

Nakahara Chuya's heart skipped a beat: "What are you doing!"

Kandagawa Yuu hissed, leaned against the wall and stood up, his legs were shaking, "Stay awake."

"There is still something to do." He raised his chin at the mess on the ground, "Do you want to go directly to the battlefield and use it as their secret weapon?"

Although I don't know what's going on, the research progress of this experimental body is really too advanced.

If Kandagawa Yu just regarded Nakahara Chuya as a "thing" before, after this thing came to life, could talk, and lose his temper, he couldn't ignore the fact that he was a child anymore.

Adults always feel that they have an obligation to take care of children.

It was the first time Zhongyuan Zhong had seen someone who was so cruel to him.

However, he didn't seem to have seen anyone else.

He watched the young man's face as white as a piece of paper, looking like he was about to pass out at any time, and tapped the screen with shaking fingers, started the automatic cleaning program, covered the path of garbage dumping, checked the duty hours of the white coats, and went to Rummaging the utility room for a change of clothes and detergent...

Every time when he was about to pass out, he pressed the wound, and the blood soaked the towel, which made Zhong Yuanzhong's scalp tingle.

"You... are you really okay?"

"It's okay." Kandagawa Yu coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, casually wiped it on his clothes, and pointed to the glass pillar next to him, "Don't worry, if you can persist until you go back, you won't be discovered."

He called up the panel and glanced twice, well, there is still a little stamina, enough.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

It's not what he said, it's okay! !

He was silent for a while, then suddenly said.

"……name."

Kandagawa Yu raised his eyelids, "Huh?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also said dawdly, "How do you know my name?"

The young man coughed twice uncontrollably, "Didn't I tell you, I am your maker."

"Cut." Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head, frowned and whispered, "Liar."

"That's right." Kandagawa Yu said lightly, "Adults are all liars, kid."

After finishing speaking, a shadow was cast in front of Nakahara Chuya, and he looked up—to a pair of ice blue eyes that had no emotion.

He was startled, and his body gradually tensed up.

He almost forgot, he still doesn't know whether this person is an enemy or a friend.

Neither of the two spoke, the air suddenly became tense, and Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips and clenched his fists, ready to resist at any time.

In the next second, the young man squatted down——

The blown wind brushed Zhongye's ears, and his breathing was stagnant. Before activating the ability, the man gently wrapped his arms around him and stretched out his hands.

Something was tied around his waist.

It's a towel.

The smell of blood lingering at the tip of the nose is not pleasant, the body of the young man is not warm, and the fingertips touching the skin are frighteningly cold. The two of them have no direct physical contact. At that moment, Zhong Yuanzhong also had the illusion of being embraced. .

Possibly the drawbridge effect.

The time was stretched for a long time.

Heartbeat quickened.

The young man fastened the two ends of the cloth, pulled away from him, and chuckled, "Although you are not very old, you can't be naked all the time."

"I, I didn't!" Nakahara Chuya finally realized, his whole face was flushed, "It's all because of you—"

Halfway through the speech, the young man suddenly coughed violently.

Zhong Yuanzhong also rushed forward, "Hey! Are you okay!"

"It's okay...it should be a fever." Kandagawa Yu lowered his eyelids, swallowed back the blood that was about to vomit, and touched his forehead drowsily.

His body softened weakly, "Go on, sorry, I'll... sleep for a while..."

Nakahara Chuya: "Don't sleep in this kind of place!!"

What is the highest state of self-talk?

If you say faint, you will faint, and if you say wake up, you will wake up.

The white-haired young man leaned against the operating table and lost consciousness. Nakahara also pursed his lips, squatted in front of him for a while, then stood up, went to the utility room and searched for a long time, and found a dusty blanket from the corner.

The child patted twice, choked on eye dust, and carried him out to cover him.

He turned around and stepped on the open glass column, the instrument sensed and automatically sealed, and the nutrient solution was re-injected, gradually covering the boy's face.

Before falling back into dormancy, Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his eyes, and saw the sign on the young man's chest through the chaotic nutrient solution.

【excellent】

is a human name.

he thinks.

【Ding--】

[Central Plains Zhongye’s favorability starts the mission: three philosophical questions, the second answer is wrong, the mission fails]

[Remaining number of times this task can be triggered: 3]

[Please don't be discouraged, let's create more glories! 】