God's Puppet (II)
He was born blood-guilty.
Because of their twisted and evil past, the humanoids caused this family to undergo a "great purge", and they were soon lost in the long river of history, becoming an unspeakable existence.
Just like being erased by an eraser, it is gently wiped away, eliminating all traces.
A puppeteer is nothing more than a tool that is used and discarded by those in power at the top.
For some reason, his branch barely survived and has been living in hiding until now.
His current name is Don Imel. He has lost the glorious name of the past and has become obscure among the crowd.
The special ability he publicly stated was a manipulation-type enhancement type, which belonged to the trait system. He improved the family puppetry and turned it into a powerful auxiliary, and performed very well in team competitions.
The silk threads that were originally used to control puppets were used by him on living people, and they actually had the functions of helping communication, strengthening the body, and assisting in combat.
He is undoubtedly the core of the team. He can manipulate the battle situation like a trader and double the team's strength, provided that he finds perfect teammates.
…There are no perfect teammates because he can’t turn them into puppets.
Puppetry, of course, is most suitable for use on puppets.
Even so, his team made it into the top nine. After all, besides him, there was another outstanding student from the special department in their team.
Only in front of his closest friends would he call his teammates, whose names he couldn't even remember, his puppets.
He disguised his puppeteer nature as the arrogance of youth.
In fact, in order not to attract the attention of the upper echelons of the imperial capital, he should not stay in the finals because the attention is too high.
But forty years ago... on the day before the "Great Purge", they asked a family for help and preserved the family's last spark, in exchange for doing three things for them.
...That's why he's here today.
Puppets can not only be used in combat, but also have many other functions.
It's nothing more than deceiving the public, playing with people's hearts, and performing a trick.
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"It smells like a dead body."
"Be careful, he is not a good guy." The Desperate Death Knight appeared out of nowhere and said these words to him.
“……” Do you look like a good person? Your hair is still dripping with blood, you look like a total villain.
To be honest, even if we lower the standard of a good person to "never killed anyone = good person", Li Yuebai has never seen any good people since he traveled through time.
But just like this game [destiny], he felt some kind of destiny's guidance.
Li Yuebai grabbed the corner of the young man's sweater with his backhand.
The hipster guy stopped and asked, "What's up?"
He took off his headphones and looked at the human in front of him who was grabbing his clothes.
He had black hair and black eyes, a handsome face, and looked fair and handsome. He did not seem to have much fighting power, but he was indeed wearing the Saint Priss league combat uniform, and his appearance here at this time meant that he should be one of the teams that entered the top nine.
...But he has been very busy recently and has no time to learn about other teams, so he doesn't know who the person in front of him is.
There was a hint of hesitation in the young man's eyes, and it was hard to tell whether he wanted to strike up a conversation or had recognized the wrong person.
Well, with a style like his, it’s hard to mistake.
As one of the trendiest men in the Northern Military Academy, there are always many people who want to chat him up, but most of them become consumables.
He didn't mean it, he just didn't like humans who didn't conform to his aesthetics.
Ah, take a closer look, the young man in front of him is quite pleasing to his eye. If he can be made into a work of art, it will surely be a top-notch one.
He could keep him from going out to fight, and just use it as a collection, not showing it to others, and no one would find out.
It's a pity that the imperial capital is not a place where he can easily cause chaos, and these days are not a good time.
"nothing."
Li Yuebai made up an excuse: "Actually, I want to learn how to dress like you. Your style is unique and eye-catching!"
“…”
Don Imel glanced up and down at his silver-white combat uniform: "Oh, you are from Saint Pris?"
He would not have paid attention to such an inexplicable person, but when faced with someone who matched his preferences and complimented his outfit, he was more patient than usual: "You can follow my Star Network account."
"Um?"
"My account is very famous, you must have heard of it, right? I will share dressing tips and trendy brand recommendations regularly. Ah, but you are a person who wears combat uniforms during non-combat periods, you must be afraid of trouble, um, you don't think it looks good, do you?"
Li Yuebai: "...I think the combat uniform is okay."
It seems that I was ridiculed for my unfashionable outfit.
The hipster guy sighed exaggeratedly: "Don't waste your talent."
"You have a really lot of fans." Li Yuebai had already clicked on his public account.
[Today we should wear blue, pink and green].
"These are my three favorite colors." The guy seemed eager to share.
He randomly clicked on a fashion sharing post, and the one with the most likes was: "Stupid Yimeier, just wait, I will drop out of school if I don't beat your face up."
The second one is: "Le, I'm just waiting for one of you to step hard on his ugly face."
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What a popular fashion blogger, most of the comments below are declarations of war!
"Black and red are still red, they are just a bunch of incompetent people." The trendy guy who seemed to be named Yi Meier said indifferently: "You are very cute. If you open a fashion account, you will definitely be very popular."
What's so cute about him? He's just a 178cm tall, slightly fair-skinned otaku. In his original world, everyone would at most praise him for being a little handsome.
He is powerless to the aesthetics of the other world.
"You can also add me as a friend in your address book, and ask me if you have any questions."
The trendy guy gave an ambiguous smile and said: "This combat uniform shows too little skin. It would be better if you could show a little waist."
Li Yuebai: "That's a bit offensive."
"Sorry. I don't usually say that to people." He looked difficult and arrogant, but his apology was very straightforward.
It was obviously Li Yuebai who approached and started a conversation first, but he took the initiative in the conversation.
While operating the optical computer, Li Yuebai "accidentally" touched his hand.
In an instant, they raised their eyes and looked at each other.
Then they were all stunned for a moment.
Ah… I was just busy thinking about the game and looking at his outfit, but after a closer look, the trendy guy’s face is indeed a stylish and handsome item.
As it turned out, I guessed wrong. The card’s inspiration did not appear.
This means that he is not the real body of [God's Puppet], and he can end this awkward conversation.
But it’s not a bad thing to have more friends of this type. Although he doesn’t play them much, he doesn’t dislike dress-up games.
The personal account ID of the trendy guy is [Where to find cute dolls today]
“A very special ID.”
Didn't you expect that he was actually a trendy boy who liked dolls? As expected, as a geek, he knew nothing about the world of trendy people.
"Yeah, yours too." Tang Yimei looked at the ID in front of him - [Melancholy Bunny].
Did he like rabbits? Although he thought they were strange creatures with reproductive cancer, his love for rabbits was quite cute.
Strangely, for some reason, this ID sounded familiar to him.
Li Yuebai quickly said goodbye to his new non-card friend Yimeier.
Tang Yimei had something else to do in the evening and would not return to the college's temporary accommodation for the time being, but he walked for a while and then stopped.
He didn't know why, but from just now on, a feeling of anxiety rose from the bottom of his heart, constantly lingering and thinking about it over and over again.
At Li Jianxue's invitation, he went to Li's house and "participated" in a meeting behind the scenes.
He was involved in such a major event and working for the real head of the Li family, the pressure was so great that he was about to explode. He should not have any unnecessary emotions.
But the face with black hair and black eyes became clearer and clearer in his mind.
Like an engraved photograph.
In contrast, his fingers gradually trembled and his sanity gradually collapsed.
Are you possessed? Why are you addicted at this time?
Everyone knows that sometimes, the human body will produce an uncontrollable desire.
As the saying goes, it is a state called sperm on the brain.
But Don Imel is not such a vulgar man.
Endless fantasies and inspirations emerged in his mind, and countless suppressed ideas reappeared.
A masterpiece.
…great work.
He felt his heart beating fast and couldn't calm down.
Make it according to his imagination.
Use the finest materials to preserve his body in perfect condition, use the thinnest and most flexible silk threads to control his body, use secret methods to control his mind, and make him completely under his control.
Like those long-dead elders in the family who loved collecting, he would be his proudest creation.
He would dress him up in nice clothes every day and comb his hair.
Don Imel tapped his head.
Sigh. Maybe I have been suppressed for too long. This is the first time I have seen raw materials that I like so much, and my addiction to doll making has suddenly come up.
This was probably an impulse engraved in his genes, which would make him impatient every once in a while. Since he couldn't mass-produce puppets, he could only vent his malice through other means.
Such as killing, fighting, and provoking disputes.
This is one of the reasons why he is notorious in the academy.
How ridiculous it is for a doll maker who has little experience in making dolls.
The strange thing was that never before had an impulse come so close to breaking through his restraint and taking over his mind as it did at this moment.
Tracing back to the source, this irresistible desire seemed to come from the moment I saw his trembling eyelashes when we looked into each other's eyes.
His black pupils stared at him.
Her mouth was slightly open, as if she wanted to say something to him.
After a moment, it closed again.
Only the residual warmth of their fingers touching each other remained in his heart.
"That's enough." Tang Yimeier held his shaking right hand and said to himself, "Don't be crazy, brother. Where can I find someone to kill for you?"
He didn't know that this was a belated call from fate and only regarded it as murderous intent.
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