【Original God】I am looking for the flesh and blood of love in time and space

On the operating table next to the operating table, there are several empty buckets. The walls of the transparent buckets are hung with a sticky purple substance, which is probably siltation.

And another batch of barrels were filled with flesh-colored substances.

It's hard to say whether it's liquid or solid, but the body on the operating table is already complete, and "Dotore" is holding a spatula, smoothing the skin bit by bit.

"This subject, go and eat by yourself and leave the most tiring work to me."

The sound was whirring, and even if Dotore's eyes were not on the person doing the experiment, the girl could still recognize that it was the young Slice from before.

Dotore was no longer shy at this time, as if he was deliberately leading the girl to look at the body carefully from feet to head.

To be fair, this body is beautiful.

But when her eyes moved to her face, the girl was startled.

It’s not because of how miserable the facial features of this body are, but—

His face was completely blank.

Putting such a "face" on a body that is already indistinguishable from a human, there is an indescribable feeling of weirdness.

It was as if there was a complete person lying here, sleeping peacefully. At this time, someone erased all his facial features.

"Next, all that's left is...painting the face."

"The subject doesn't seem to have any requirements for faces, right?",

"But if you are too ugly, you will be laughed at by those old guys, right?"

"Just laugh. Anyway, if they go back dozens or hundreds of years, it's me."

This small slice has a lot of words and is very dense, but my hands and feet are very nimble, and the progress is not affected at all while talking.

His handwork may look sloppy, but in fact the facial features he created are not mediocre. It can be said to be unique and charming, and she can be considered a beauty——

It's just that it's very different from the girl's face.

"The last step... Ley Line Concentrated Extract, infused-"

The small slicer pressed a button, and the liquid in the test tube dropped visibly to the naked eye. The veins on the body dimly lit up, spreading from the left chest to the whole body——

When the shimmer of light reached the body's face, the face that Xiao Siao had worked so hard to pinch melted in a strange state.

It was like throwing a piece of slime condensation into a large vat of slime condensation. It first collapsed with a clear outline, then slowly but visibly sank, and finally pretended that nothing happened.

"?"

Although he didn't care about this face, he still felt unhappy when he saw the fruits of his labor disappearing silently.

"What's going on..."

Before Xiaochianchi finished speaking, he saw ripples appearing on his originally calm face. Then, first a small bump rose from the middle of his face, then a philtrum appeared, and a lip shape appeared underneath... ....、

Although there was no blood color, it was indeed a face, and even the body had changed more or less, but Xiao Zhang did not notice it.

Because this face is an extremely beautiful face.

"So beautiful..."

Little Slice seemed to mutter something. In addition to sighing, he was also a little unconvinced.

The girl witnessed all this happening——

The same.

This face was exactly like hers, to the point where even she would be confused as to whether the person lying there was her.

The shock of witnessing this with my own eyes was only much greater than the first time I came face to face with "death".

Although she considered herself to be someone who had seen some big scenes, at this moment she couldn't feel any emotions other than "absurd"——

No, there should be traces to follow.

In her chaotic thoughts, the girl seemed to have caught a clue, but this clue was so empty and slippery that even if she caught it in her hand, she could not pull out the truth behind it.

Her vision suddenly distorted, and the girl finally gained control of her body. She lifted her upper body up from the table. A thin layer of sweat had already crawled onto the girl's forehead and hair, giving her a slight chill.

"Do you understand, miss?"

Dotore sat at the table, playing with the remaining vial of potion in his hand.

"Hmm...but are you now your true body or a slice?"

"If you're talking about the present, it's the body."

The girl raised her eyebrows:

"Is there still a time when it's not the original body?"

"Only once or twice, miss, I still value you."

After all, since that person absconded, it has been difficult to find such an indestructible experiment.

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"Death", who finally waited for the girl to come back, looked like some kind of large dog and pounced on the girl the moment she opened the door.

The girl didn't react, but out of muscle memory, she still opened her arms and firmly caught "Death."

"...Want to take a shower together?"

The bathroom was filled with mist, which wetted their pure white eyelashes, like thin frost hanging on them to welcome the spring in the last light snow at the end of winter.

The bathtub in the suite was round and spacious enough. After sitting down, the water level was as high as the girl's chest.

The girl studied this face carefully.

The same face, the same hair, even the light scar on the chest.

It's like, this is another her.

And "death"——

No name, no personality, no experience of his own.

Even the reason why it was created may just be to solve the disaster caused by siltation, or to study its by-products.

The girl reached out to touch the face, and the water splashed up her hand wetted its face, adding a touch of warmth to the cold expression.

Press the corners of its mouth with your thumbs, and then gently pull it apart:

"It's a laugh."

"You can laugh when you are happy."

"happy?"

"Yes," the sourness in her heart climbed up, and the girl smiled at "death", "It's just..."

The girl was speechless for a moment. She was not sure whether "Death" was happy when he saw her.

"I was happy when I saw you."

It's a very abstract description, but it's too thin to ask the girl to use the experience she accumulated in her short life as a doll to explain this word.

"It's just a feeling that I want to keep doing this."

Before the girl could finish her words, she felt a pair of delicate little hands on her waist, and a weight pushed her into the water. The sound of water entering her ears was isolated at this moment, and the girl had no time to close her eyes. The unfocused gray eyes of "Death" appeared in front of his eyes.

The two people's pure white hair fluttered in the water, and then intertwined with their movements, entangled together.

An inconsequential hug pulled both of them into an embarrassing situation, and they emerged from the water again. Their hair was wet and stuck to their skin, and water droplets ran down the bridge of their noses, eyelashes, and chins, and they were submerged in the water little by little.

"happy."

"Death" tried to pull out a stiff smile:

"I'm very happy to be with you."