The male god, he is handsome and cracks the sky [Quick time travel]

Eighth World 8

The long table is covered with a snow-white tablecloth, and the halo of the silver octagonal candlestick is hidden on the tall glass, with the bright red wine slowly pouring into the glass, swaying bright spots of light.

Shen Chen sat at one end of the table, watching in a daze the waiter in suits and leather shoes poured red wine that seemed to be worth a lot of money into his glass.

——Even now, he still doesn't quite understand how things happened to this point.

Yesterday, in the letter he received, in beautiful and complicated cursive characters, the words were elegant and subtle, inviting him to meet at cell 001 in Area A at noon the next day.

However, when Shen Chen came here with vigilance and dignity, he was invited to a dressing room beside him by a polite waiter, changed into a solemn suit required for a formal banquet, and was led to this gorgeous room inside.

He observed here with imperceptible caution and caution: the thick and fine plush carpet, the elegantly and luxuriously decorated long table, the vaguely melodious music, and the delicate rose with dewdrops in the center of the long table.

If it wasn't for the absence of a single window here, he would even think that he had returned to the world on the ground.

However, his rationality told him that this place was just a well-decorated and tightly sealed tomb, buried deep underground at a depth of [-] meters.

He lowered his eyes, and his deep-lined face was expressionless.

The sound of the door shaft turning came from behind, and Shen Chen's heart was shocked. He looked for the sound, although he didn't show it on the face, but he was full of 12 points of energy in his heart.

A man is standing at the door.

His figure is not very tall, and he is slender and almost frail. The collarbone of the shirt with two buttons loosened casually reveals a beautifully shaped collarbone. The tailored suit is well-tailored, making him look almost like a well-fed and well-off kid from a rich family. , or a playboy who hangs out in the flowers.

But no one could mistake him.

The tense feeling as if locked by a predator made every nerve of Shen Chen tense, he seemed to be able to hear the heart beating rapidly in his chest, hitting his ribs with pain .

Samuel.

Shen Chen clenched his teeth, the muscles on his face tightened imperceptibly, and he could almost taste the rust in his mouth.

There was a leisurely smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and a pair of dark purple eyes that were almost black. The hidden temptation and danger contained in them were almost like candlelight in the dark night, luring desperate moths to meet a grand destruction.

Shen Chen could almost read the smell of killing from it.

Even if he restrained himself very well, his majestic aura as a high-ranking person and his poised attitude when he stood there made him impossible to be ignored.

Shen Chen also did not expect that he could face Samir, the legend of this empire, so easily. In today's meeting, Shen Chen thought that at most one of Samir's subordinates would come.

And Samuel himself?Not too possible.

Not to mention that he lived in seclusion and his traces were elusive, but Shenchen alone knew more than a dozen of those who sought cooperation or help from him.None of those people really saw him, and Shen Chen didn't feel that he would be any special.

But now...he's here.

Before he could say anything, Samuel seemed to have seen through his intentions, and raised a finger to gently touch his lower lip, blocking his next words in his throat.

"Wait." He whispered in an extremely gentle voice.

After finishing speaking, Samuer looked down at the watch in his hand, tapped it lightly with his fingertips, and made a crisp "da da" sound. Samuer evoked a deep smile, and then said: " The guests haven't come yet, but I think he'll be here soon."

Shen Chen was taken aback.

Only the sound of footsteps came from the other side of the hall, and then the sound of the door shaft turning—the door that Shen Chen thought was just an ornament was slowly pushed open, and another person stood at the door.

A person... Shen Chen would never have dreamed of appearing here.

As always, a three-piece custom-made suit, with a thin watch chain extending from the upper pocket of the vest, flashing a cold shimmer under the light.Meticulous pale golden hair, pale eyes that are not gray and not blue are like the snow that has not melted on the top of Mount Agappa for a thousand years.

Gentle and elegant, deep and unpredictable.

Who else but the impressive Joe Riddle Warden?

Shen Chen felt as if he had fallen into a crazy, absurd dream from which he could not wake up. He looked carefully at Joe Riddle standing in front of a door, and then turned his head to look carefully at the Samuel by the other door - who was winking friendlyly at the warden - then finally confirms with despair: this really happened.

Zhou Bai looked at Samuel who was blinking at him not far away, and slightly narrowed his eyes.

He already wanted to have a chat with Samuel, so when he received the so-called "invitation", he naturally came along.

but……

Zhou Bai glanced at Shen Chen who was sitting beside him from the corner of his eye, his expression became more and more unpredictable.

Shen Chen's arrival was indeed something he did not expect.

The current situation has become interesting... the best way now is to hold back and see what Samuel intends to do.Zhou Bai lowered his eyes, and his light golden eyelashes covered the pale pupils, concealing the slight emotional fluctuations in them.

Samuel took a few steps forward and helped Zhou Bai open the chair in a gentlemanly way: "Please?"

Zhou Bai stood still.

Samuel's smile widened, and his dark purple eyes seemed to glisten under the light: "Please, since you're standing here, it's obvious that you didn't want to leave me a second... friendly mark, right?"

As he spoke, he gently stroked a red mark on his cheek with his finger.It was only then that Shen Chen noticed that there was a shallow scar on Samuer's right cheekbone, the color was light, and it had obviously begun to heal, but it was definitely left recently.

Zhou Bai frowned, and sat down without saying anything.

Samuel smiled gracefully and beckoned. The waiter immediately stepped forward and poured wine into the wine glass in front of Zhou Bai.He turned around briskly and walked to another seat on the long table, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Shen Chen watched everything that happened in front of him blankly, trying to hypnotize himself that the fact that the warden and Samuel looked familiar must be just an illusion of his own.

"Okay, now that my guests are all here, it's time for appetizers."

As soon as Samuel finished speaking, several waiters with trays came in one after another, serving them quietly and quickly.

Foie gras, caviar, and a small portion of smoked salmon are served in exquisite small plates, and the creamy snails are carefully arranged on the side.

After placing the dishes, the waiter stepped back carefully and closed the door tightly, leaving only the three of them in the room again.

"Try it." Samuel took a sip of the red wine in front of him, and greeted his guests warmly like every hospitable host.As if he didn't realize how unsuitable the scene of three people gathered at the same table in front of him was.

Zhou Bai looked at him coldly and didn't move.

Shen Chen lowered his eyes and pretended to be studying the rose-shaped creases of the handkerchief on the table, but the tight facial lines and pursed lips revealed that his heart was not calm.

"Don't be so nervous." Samuel shrugged, the exotic accent sounded sweet and elegant, and the low-pitched melody was like a cello. .”

"For example?" Zhou Bai said abruptly.

Samuel raised his eyebrows: "For example - revolution? How about it?"

Shen Chen's whole body froze immediately, as if the blood in his whole body had coagulated, and he tried his best to prevent himself from appearing flustered on the surface.

Yes, he was imprisoned to start a revolution.

Shen Chen clenched his fists, his fingertips deeply embedded in his palm.The sharp pain made him extra awake.

As a half-human, half-human who was discriminated against by the whole society and abandoned by his father's family, Shen Chen lived with his human mother and lived among humans since he was a child.As a child, he has witnessed too much: yellow and thin people are forced to work day and night under the oppression of aliens who live comfortably, and they are tortured for no reason just because of a little bit of trouble. They paid blood, tears and lives, But the only thing that can be obtained may be just enough material rations for survival and a social life without dignity.

When his mother died in front of him due to poverty, illness, depression and illness, his childhood partner was whipped to death because he collided with a foreigner... At the end, his father's family tried to prevent their blood When Exodus came to pick him up, he slaughtered the entire neighborhood - just to keep a secret that would tarnish their family's reputation.

Shen Chen recorded every blood debt on this deformed and distorted social system. Every minute and every second he spent was accumulating strength to subvert this society where only blood and oppression existed.

—and he needs as much support as possible.

The innate ability of the Inhumans is an important reason why they have always stood at the top of the social pyramid. To succeed in the revolution, Shen Chen must turn defeat into victory when he is at a disadvantage—using the only weakness of the Inhumans, their Aka Lucy's heel.

And Samuel...he is the only one in the legend who can know the weaknesses of all Inhumans. No one knows how he does it, and people are not even sure whether he exists.

But for his own goal, Shen Chen had to give it a go.

So he used all his contacts and resources to send himself to Steka Prison to seek cooperation from Samuel.

Of course... the premise of all this is that his purpose is not exposed.

Shen Chen is not yet confident to the point of blindness, thinking that a stranger will cooperate with him in order to overthrow the entire society where strangers are respected.

But... Now Samuel obviously knows.

Shen Chen's brain was running rapidly, considering the possibility of every action in his heart, as well as his own survival rate, and the result was - infinitely close to zero.

Samuel spoke unexpectedly: "I am willing to help you, Mr. Shen."

……what?

Shen Chen began to doubt his hearing.

Samuel ignored Shen Chen's bewilderment, and continued, "And I plan to persuade Mr. Joe Riddle to come with us."

...Wait, what? ? ? ? ?

Shen Chen stared blankly at the two strangers in the room, sincerely hoping that this was indeed a dream.