The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Wu You sheathed his sword, his brow furrowing slightly.

With his five senses now enhanced multiple times, nothing within ten meters of him can escape his perception.

He could hear the breathing and heartbeat behind the wall clearly from the very beginning.

The long-haired girl behind the wall covered her mouth tightly, not daring to even breathe.

There was no further movement.

Has that person... left?

She moved her body little by little, pressed herself against the wall, and cautiously peeked out half of her head.

Total darkness.

no one.

She breathed a sigh of relief, just as she was beginning to relax—

"You just saw it?"

A voice came from beside her, so close it was almost touching her ear.

"ah--!"

The long-haired girl screamed and froze instantly, as if she had been acupunctured and couldn't move. Her eyes widened, her pupils dilated, and her lips trembled, unable to utter a word.

Wu You stood to her side and behind, and by the light of the street lamp, he could see clearly the clothes she was wearing—the Fifth Middle School uniform that he knew all too well.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, going over the matter in his mind.

This girl looks familiar.

"I...I didn't see anything..." She finally found her voice, stammering, "I was just passing by...I really just passed by..."

She shrank her neck, not daring to look at him.

"Alien brother, I'm just an ordinary Earthling. My flesh is tough...not tasty..."

alien?

Wu You was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but smile.

It was a rare moment that stirred up the last bit of mischievousness that belonged to a boy of his age.

"Oh?" He deliberately lowered his voice, "The aliens in our M78 Nebula love to eat people. Especially the kind where you boil big bones into soup."

"Huh? Really aliens... boiled into soup..."

The girl was trembling all over, and she was almost curled up into a ball.

Wu You shook his head when he saw that she was really scared.

"Stop joking." He stopped laughing. "I'm a staff member of the Public Security Bureau."

He took out the police identification card from the inside pocket of his trench coat, opened it, and waved it in front of her.

"You must not tell anyone what you see tonight. Otherwise, you will be violating the relevant provisions of the law and may be subject to restrictions on your personal freedom."

The girl was stunned for half a minute before she finally spoke.

"Ah... they're police officers? Not aliens?"

Only then did she dare to turn her head.

The streetlights cast their light on Wu You, illuminating his black trench coat, medium-length tousled hair, and exquisitely handsome features. Standing there, he looked as if he had stepped out of a painting.

The girl blinked.

So young.

He looks about the same age as her.

Wu You was also looking at her.

He vaguely recognized that face.

There is a roll of honor at the entrance of No. 5 Middle School, where the photos of the top dozens of students in each exam are posted.

This girl often appeared in the top few positions; he had glanced at her a few times when he passed by.

Huang Yue.

That seems to be the name.

Huang Yue was still staring blankly at him, clearly not having fully reacted yet.

Wu You didn't linger and turned to leave.

I only saw him testing his sword; it's nothing serious.

The bureau's rule is that only ordinary people who accidentally learn about the corpse species are required to sign a confidentiality agreement.

As for martial artists and ability users, even if ordinary people see them, there is no strict rule that they must keep quiet as long as they do not come into contact with the corpse species.

His talk about restricting her personal freedom was just to scare her.

. . . . . .

Huang Yue only came to her senses when Wu You's figure completely disappeared into the night.

She blinked, then blinked again.

"So young..." she murmured to herself, "and he paused for a moment when he saw me. Does he know me?"

My mind is a complete mess.

She had just experienced a rollercoaster of emotions, and her legs were still a little weak.

She leaned against the wall to stand up, patted the dirt off her clothes, took a few deep breaths, and then quickened her pace to walk home.

She still needs to process what happened tonight.

. . .

the other side.

When Wu You returned home, the living room light was still on. As usual, there was a glass of milk on the table, with the note about the veteran actor still pressed under the glass.

Of course it wasn't hot. Wu You picked up the milk and drank it directly. Then she quietly washed up and lay down on the bed.

I went over tonight's events in my mind.

That lustful corpse, what Wang Qi said, and the new director's matter...

He closed his eyes.

Anyway, I'll go to sleep first.

. . .

the next morning.

Wu You stood in front of the mirror brushing his teeth, but then stopped.

The face in the mirror is now almost flawless.

His skin was so smooth that you couldn't see any pores, and his features were so soft that they looked like they had been carefully sculpted. There was an indescribable quality between his eyebrows and eyes—not the kind of sharp handsomeness, but a kind of cleanliness and refinement that made people unable to look away.

He stared at himself in the mirror for a long time, then sighed.

If this continues, he'll have to wear a mask whenever he goes out.

After washing up, he rummaged through the room and finally found a pair of black-rimmed glasses—non-prescription glasses that he had bought as a hobby before, which could cover his eyebrows and eyes a bit when he wore them.

He pushed his hair forward again, making his bangs longer.

The person in the mirror finally doesn't look so exaggerated anymore.

Okay.

He pushed open the door and went out to eat breakfast.

Aunt Wu had already set the table. Dad Wu sat opposite him, drinking his porridge and looking at his phone.

Wu You sat down and buried himself in his food.

As he ate, he felt that Aunt Wu was watching him.

He raised his head.

Wu Ma's gaze fell on his face, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she were confirming something.

"Xiao You," she said, "have you changed again?"

Wu You was stunned for a moment.

"Really?" He feigned ignorance. "I didn't notice."

Mr. Wu looked up, glanced at the screen, then looked down again to continue looking at his phone.

"Boys change a lot as they grow up," he said casually. "Xiao You is going through puberty right now, which is normal. I just wonder how many girls will be completely captivated by him."

Aunt Wu rolled her eyes at him: "You're quite carefree."

Wu You ate in silence, without saying a word.

. . .

After finishing breakfast, Wu You slung his backpack over his shoulder, put on his black-rimmed glasses, and went out.

When I arrived at school, morning reading hadn't started yet, and the classroom was noisy.

He walked into the classroom and headed to his seat.

Then he felt a gaze fall upon him.

Very direct, without any pretense.

He followed the gaze and looked over there.

Hua Linlin sat in her seat, staring at him.

The gaze swept across his face, then fell back, then swept across again, then fell back again, as if it were the first time they were seeing him, and they forgot to blink.

Wu You glanced at her, but didn't pay any attention, and continued walking towards his seat.

Hua Linlin then realized what was happening and quickly lowered her head, pretending to be looking at her textbook.

But my heart was beating so fast I couldn't stop it.

What happened?

How come he looks better again?

Even though she's wearing glasses and her bangs are covering her face, she's just... impossible to look away from.

She secretly raised her eyes and glanced at it again.

Wu You had already sat down and was taking textbooks and a water cup out of her schoolbag.

She bit her lip.

Thinking about how he stood me up last time, that anger welled up inside me again.

She messaged him and arranged a time, but he said he had something come up and left. She stood at that intersection for so long, like a fool.

She was so angry she was practically fuming.

but……

But now, seeing him sitting there, she couldn't bring herself to be angry.

Should we arrange another meeting?

Is he alright today?

What if he stands me up again?

Wouldn't that make her lose face?

But... but if we could really go buy swords together, wouldn't we be able to stay a little longer? And we could even admire them up close?

Two little figures were fighting fiercely in her mind.

After hesitating for a long time, she took out her phone and sent a message to Wu You.

"Are we going to that place we talked about last time after school today?"

After sending the message, she put her phone in the drawer and pretended to be reading a book.

But her eyes kept glancing in his direction.

A few seconds later, the phone vibrated.

She quickly took it out and looked at it.

Wu You: "Okay."

Hua Linlin stared at that word for three seconds, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.

Then they quickly suppressed it.