The sun shone on the back of Wei Curcuma's hand. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror in astonishment.
The next class was physical education, so at the beginning of the class, he went to the school doctor's office because he felt uncomfortable.
Wei Zeshu stole a bottle of iodine, a bag of cotton swabs, a brand new roll of gauze and a sterilized pair of scissors with ease.
"Anyway, everything in the school hospital is for students. If no students go there in a hundred years, I don't think I'm stealing."
Wei Curcuma thought so, and when he took away the brown frosted bottle of iodine that was kept away from light, he felt no psychological burden at all.
The men's restroom on the fourth floor is the farthest restroom from the teaching area. It is very quiet during class and no one passes by. Wei Curcuma is here preparing to treat his wounds.
He took off his school uniform, lifted up the hem of his T-shirt, bit the hem with his teeth, and quickly unscrewed the cork of the iodine bottle with both hands, preparing to treat the wound on his abdomen.
He first took off the horrible transparent tape on the outside of the bandage. This low-quality express transparent tape has an old yellow color, and a large amount of blood can be seen seeping and coagulating in several layers, glowing an almost black dark red.
Wei Zeshu picked up the small scissors and carefully cut the tape along the edge. The seven or eight layers of tape mixed with blood were divided into two semicircles by the scissors.
Wei Curcuma gently opened them. The tape was a little sticky and tore the outermost bandage, but he felt no pain. Without any time to think, Wei Curcuma carefully put them into the black garbage bag he carried with him.
The next step is to remove the bandage, then wash it with water, and finally disinfect it with iodine and re-bandage it.
Wei Curcuma thought so and slowly took off the bandage in front of the empty toilet mirror.
The window on the innermost side of the toilet is half open. It is morning now. The outdoor sunlight cannot shine in directly, but it can illuminate the field of vision with diffuse reflection. The cool and fresh air blows in along the wind, so it looks particularly cool. The environment has a strange light blue feel.
There was a gentle breeze, and there was no peculiar smell. You could vaguely hear the voices of the students in physical education class on the playground. This environment made Wei Curcuma's tense spirit relax a little. He turned on the faucet, covered his voice with the sound of running water, and continued Remove the bandage.
The blood-stained bandages were removed, but there were no scars on his waist.
The sun shone on the back of Wei Curcuma's hand. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself in the mirror in astonishment. For a moment, he forgot to put the bandage into the garbage bag or turn off the faucet in time.
Wei Zeshu was stunned on the spot. Only the sound of water flowing from the faucet in the long white porcelain sink proved that this was not a static scene.
".....What's happening here?"
Wei Curse touched his waist gently with his hand in disbelief. There was indeed a piece of skin there that was a bit pinker than the surroundings, but...
Absolutely no scars whatsoever.
At this moment, Wei Zeshu hurriedly looked at his arms as if he had just woken up from a dream. As he expected, the bleeding scratches on his arms had long since faded to the point where they could not be seen at all, and even the slightly deep wounds on his palms had recovered as before.
When did you ignore this? According to his own personality, it was impossible to ignore such changes.
He turned off the water, quickly put the bandages into a garbage bag, put on his school uniform, took away the unused iodine, and fell into deep thought.
To be honest, Wei Curcuma is fully aware of the fact that his power is beyond ordinary people, and he has accepted the fact that he can see abnormalities, but so far, nothing so extraordinary has happened.
While he was thinking this, he quickly walked through the corridor and headed to the classroom. As he passed the big list, he glanced at it. As expected, in the most recent three city mock tests, his score was still second in the school. , the top twenty in the city.
Compared with strength, this mental talent is what he relies on to successfully survive to this day and disguise himself extremely well.
He was so keen that he only thought about it for a few minutes and quickly connected everything together.
——More and more anomalies appear more and more frequently, and more and more strange behaviors occur to me, and the "tomato" this morning is far more powerful than before.
Everything points to some kind of unknown fear, which is an undercurrent hidden beyond ordinary people's cognition.
As Wei Curcuma moved forward quickly, he tied two tight knots on the black plastic bag in his hand, then rolled it into the smallest possible size and held it in his hand.
He went straight back to the class where the physical education class was still taking place. He sat in his seat and picked up his usual notebook and started writing and drawing.
He came to three possible conclusions.
"1. If everything is just a change for myself, then maybe I am in a state of being assimilated by the abnormality. I am getting further and further away from the normal category, and the abnormal world is beginning to open up to me. I will gradually become one of those monsters. Same kind, or...can this prove that they were also transformed into humans before?"
Wei Zeshu frowned. This was undoubtedly the worst conclusion, but it was also the least likely conclusion. The basis for his refutation was that he still had rational judgment at the moment.
If this is an overall change, then it means that the clues and information you have are not the result, but the harbinger or process of a big event. All the previous unusual things are just like the precursors before the earthquake, then What will happen?
Wei Zeshu turned the mechanical pencil in his hand and continued to organize his inferences by writing on Kokuyo's lined paper.
"That is the next conclusion 2. If I am still centered on me and these changes are a sign of events that are about to happen to me, then why haven't similar signs happened in the past eighteen years? It's because of my state. Variety?"
Wei Curcuma put his index finger against his upper lip and quickly went through his daily behavior in the past few months in his mind. It was not any different from the past. It should not be his own behavior that caused new changes.
Since my behavior has no possibility of causing drastic changes... No, for me there is indeed a change that is worth noting, that is the college entrance examination in two weeks. I will go to this city far away A distant city halfway across the country…
Wei Curcuma frowned and came to the second conclusion.
“The city doesn’t want me to leave…?”
