To the right of the boy is a window, which is not very wide but reflects the outside world.

The sky outside the window was gloomy, and the rustling sound of the leaves in the wind was not obvious, but it could not be ignored.

The weather has been so bad lately.

Huihara Ai thought subconsciously.

In the end, the restraints did not return to the seemingly fragile boy. They still lay quietly in the dark and narrow box, waiting for the day when they would see the light of day again, which might or might not exist.

The conversation ended in nothing.

——

In the bedroom, Lu Qi sighed sadly.

He looked at the gloomy sky outside the window and felt like a blade of grass swaying in the wind and rain.

His settings are still not completed today.

But if we extract the keywords "experimental subject" and "Haibara Ai", and just focus on these two keywords and add a little setting, we should be able to get away with it... ?

Lu Qi sighed, walked into the bathroom, and looked at his body through the clean and bright mirror.

A delicate and handsome face, double eyelids with very shallow wrinkles, slightly elongated but still somewhat round eyes, and pupils with a much deeper sea blue color than the original.

His eyes should have been bright and passionate, but they seemed to be a little lifeless due to the dead air of the skin.

The soft black short hair was not neat, but slightly longer to cover the earlobes and the scarlet number on the back of the neck.

Lu Qi lowered his eyes and looked at his wrist. Instead of fair and smooth skin, there were several crisscrossing scars, which initially appeared to be burns, needle holes, and scars caused by sharp objects.

Shocking.

Lu Qi frowned slightly.

He could be sure that his settings for Black Kudo had no numbers or scars.

...No, to be more precise, he doesn't even have the concept of "Black Kudo".

Previously, Wen Ye's world consciousness told him that the shell he used to come to the two-dimensional world was tailor-made for him by the world consciousness.

But why would a tailor-made shell have an obsession?

Lu Qi always thought that it was because of his script that something unscientific happened and he needed to sort it out.

But there is a problem here. The script was not written by Lu Qi. If something unscientific happened, why would he be found?

Moreover, he had never thought about Black Kudo this time, but he still came here, which was totally inexplicable.

The numbers, scars, and restraints that already existed on the shell seemed like marks left by people who had once lived there.

Lu Qi reached out his hand and touched the mottled scar on his wrist, remaining silent, not knowing what to say.

If this body once had an owner, what is he doing now? Taking away someone else's body and wantonly changing their life and experience? What is his basis for doing these things? Is it just based on the one-sided statement of the world consciousness?