Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

"I'm back. Today's teleportation array has been set up..." Iyalian pushed the door open and was obviously stunned when he saw Mo Yu behind the desk: "... OK."

Today's Mo Yu is a little different from the usual lord... Although I don't know what has changed at first glance, Iyalian just feels that he is very good-looking. Iyalian couldn't take his eyes off for a while.

It's not that the former lord didn't look good... No, to be fair, although Mo Yu is an ordinary office animal, his foundation is still quite good, with black hair and black eyes, regular facial features, soft eyebrows and eyes, and no aggressiveness. It is a kind of appearance that makes people feel comfortable and relaxed.

If he tidies up well, he can be regarded as handsome.

It's just that Mo Yu, who used to be busy with work, was like thousands of other 996 office workers who were exhausted. Most of his thoughts were on the work items that were rolling in like a torrent. He was lucky to drag his tired body to the bed in the rental house every day to fall asleep, not to mention that he needed to deal with it simply in the office when the project was urgent. Not to mention having time to tidy himself up, being able to take a shower and shave on time was already the last stubbornness of Mo Yu, who was quite obsessed with cleanliness.

After his sudden death in the other world, even though Mo Yu's body was treated by Mo Yiwu and had recovered to a relatively healthy state, he still had a sense of fatigue of a social animal and weakness and swelling due to lack of exercise. Because there were many things to do in the early stage of the "game" and he stayed up late a lot, the lord always had some light or deep dark circles under his eyes.

Of course, these problems have improved significantly after Mo Yu's body has been continuously upgraded, and his body has been gradually conditioned and transformed by Leah, and he has stepped onto the extraordinary road step by step.

This transformation and conditioning is a long-term and subtle process. Although Iyalian can sense the improvement of the lord's health, after all, they are together every day, so he doesn't feel it too obviously.

But now, Iyalian feels that he has only been out for half a day, and the lord seems to have crossed a certain threshold, and the whole person suddenly... sublimated.

Mo Yu's soft black hair shines like silk, and there is a faint golden light in his black eyes. The dark circles under his eyes and the swelling on his face have disappeared, leaving only a handsome face with a well-proportioned bone structure.

The slightly narrowed peach blossom eyes are full of cunning, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth are filled with a confident smile. The skin that has not seen the sun in the office for many years is surprisingly white... All these combined together give people a wonderful sense of comfort.

——It is a kind of... as if all the puzzle pieces are in their place, with a sense of balance that is not wrong by a millimeter.

Mo Yu seems to have a kind of divinity.

He was like a bright star, emitting a light that was comfortable but not dazzling, which made Iyalian stare at him in a trance.

When the knight woke up from this mysterious state, he had already walked around the desk and stood in front of Mo Yu. He bent his knees slightly and almost wanted to kneel at Mo Yu's feet.

Iyalian restrained his inexplicable impulse and stood up again.

He tried to calm himself down and said with difficulty: "Did anything happen to you today? I feel that you are full of divinity, and there is a power that attracts me."

"Oh, I have reached the level of peeping." Mo Yu put down the book in his hand and smiled softly at Iyalian, "I also got the new order authority."

"Order...?" This is an authority that he has never heard of, but Iyalian is sure that this mysterious power that attracts him and makes him unable to take his eyes off Mo Yu should be related to this new authority.

No, it wasn’t because he wanted to be attracted by that kind of authority, but… it was as if this authority was vaguely in line with the concepts in his body, echoing each other, and even… resonating.

——Ah, yes, the definition and concept he chose for his ‘self’ was ‘protection’.