Yi Yue stretched out her hand and gently placed it on the glass, her forehead against the glass, feeling the cold touch, and her eyes fell on the girls in the crowd.

As far as I can see so far, there are very few women in this different world.

In the past, when she read novels, what kind of science fiction and the future would always say that there are few women, she has always been very puzzled, thinking that it was the author's strange purpose to set it like this.

When she crossed over now, she found that there were really few girls.

Isn't it that those authors have also crossed over? Except for the purpose with some color, the basic setting comes from life?

It shouldn't be, Yi Yue was a little puzzled, with her shallow biological knowledge, the male-female ratio would not be 10:1 even if it wasn't 1:1 like here.

Is it the cosmic rays that make the female X gene die? No, men also have half of the X gene.

That is, some kind of substance allows the single X gene to exist, and the binding rate of the double X gene is reduced?

Or is it a poor female constitution with a high rate of early childhood death?

Izuki clenched her fists and spread her hands out, feeling the inability to lift herself in her movements, as well as a vague weakness.

Very poor physique.

The muscles all seem to have lost their strength.

Yi Yue pursed her lips, her eyes fell on her wrist, where there was a circle of inconspicuous vine tattoos, although it was light, but the lines were clear, and the eyes of the wrong eyes trembled slightly with the pulse like a living thing.

How can a tattoo move?

Yi Yue brought her arm close to her eyes to take a closer look, and her other free hand rubbed her eyes vigorously, and after looking at it for a long time, she couldn't help but open her mouth wide and be stunned.

That tattoo is really moving!

Cautiously reaching out and touching it, Yi Yue subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

It was smooth, as if the tattoo itself was part of the skin of her body, but it swam gently around her wrist like a small snake at an extremely slow pace, as if sensing the touch of her fingertips, and the leaves between the vines shook gently from time to time like tickles.

It's very spiritual.

Mo...... Could it be that this body is a plant essence!?

Izuki was shocked.

What is the difference between a plant and an animal, having a cell wall and being able to photosynthesize?

Yi Yue didn't feel that she could photosynthesize at all, nor did she feel that she had a cell wall, she put her hand on her neck, and she could clearly perceive that the blood vessels were beating, bursting one after another, full of rhythm and vitality.

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't feel anything wrong, I pressed my hand on the tattoo, and I didn't feel anything while watching the vine body swim.

Maybe she's too thick-skinned.

"That's Chiba vine." A very gentle male voice suddenly sounded at the door, which frightened Yi Yue, and subconsciously turned around with his hands behind his back to look at the man standing at the door.

When did this man come?

The man was very tall, and Izuki had to tilt his head high to see his face, but fortunately it was so far away, otherwise no matter how high his head was, he would only be able to see the chin of the person who came.

The man is very self-conscious, standing at the door but not stepping into the room, with a half-length hair that has just reached the shoulders, has been wiped with an unknown amount of wax, and made into a back and head shape, black hair and black eyes, wearing a white shirt and a black jacket, with a suit pants without a trace of wrinkles, with a soft facial expression and thin lips, the figure is straight, exuding a handsome aristocratic atmosphere.

Yi Yue couldn't help but think of Loki, the second prince of the Marvel series she had seen, but the person in front of him felt more mature and elegant than the prince of the West.

He is a prince who is close to the people.

"Let me introduce you, I'm the head of the district." The man turned sideways, tilted his head, and reached out to beckon her, motioning for Izuki to follow.

His voice was very gentle, "When you were unconscious before, the medical department gave you a special medicine, I don't know if it will be harmful to your body, you are too young to use some instruments to check, you can only wait for you to wake up and then watch." ”

Izuki pursed her lips and slowly followed, her steps staggering a little, but she didn't wrestle like she did last night.

He knew her, and listened to the meaning of his words, the original owner was in a coma for some reason, and he also experienced rescue, so he specially came to take her to a re-examination. So he knows the original owner and is a relative of the original owner? No, you shouldn't know each other, otherwise you wouldn't have introduced yourself in the first place.

Check the body? The head of District 1 is also an official no matter how big or small, right, so he specially took her to the review? Is it because there are few women so it is precious?

Yiyue, who has been poisoned by many novels, is confused, and she has an unconcealable panic in her heart in the face of so many unknowns, this is not a game, she does not dare to explore the unknown with a fearless attitude, nor does she dare to ask any questions, she can only be pushed forward by reality.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I saw the district chief in front of me turn his head, stretched out his hand and twisted the collar behind her back, carried her around and strode downstairs, straight into the silver egg-shaped hovercar hanging in the air, and put her on the light yellow leather seat opposite, which was neither gentle nor violent.

Everything happened so fast that Itsuki didn't even have time to see what the environment was like on the road.

The doors closed silently, the carriage lit up with a soft light, and the entire carriage was airtight and windowless.

Izuki could clearly hear her heart pounding, and her breathing was shirring from nervousness.

She was nestled in her seat, her feet couldn't even touch the floor, and she didn't feel a trace of reality.

The district chief sat opposite her, leaning forward, frowning slightly, thinking about something, he reached out and grabbed Yiyue's right arm, looking at the circle of lines on the child's wrist.

A man's two fingers can firmly restrain Izuki's short arm, and her hand falls in his hand, which is pitifully small, and the widest part is less than two fingers of others.

Big hands and small hands, there is no warmth at all, and it is only at this moment that Yiyue really realizes that she is no longer the seventeen-year-old girl who is almost indistinguishable from adults.

This young body doesn't resist, it's just that an adult simply grabs her, and there is an unconcealable pain, and she can't even bear it.

She couldn't help but gasp and retract her hand.

The man who claimed to be the district chief immediately lightened his strength, rubbed Yi Yue's wrist that was stuck by him before, looked at the already reddened mark, lowered his head, and apologized to Yi Yue's very soft mouth, "I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength well." ”

Yi Yue pursed her lips and retracted her hand, the district chief did not stop her, the man sat up and leaned back in the chair, touched the milky white bracelet on his wrist and closed his eyes, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

Yi Yue rubbed the place where she was pinched and hurt, and blew it lightly to blow away the slight burning pain, she looked down at her white and tender feet without shoes, and somewhere they were stained with ash.

Chiba vine?

The devil knows what it is.

Finding that the man in front of him closed his eyes, Yi Yue slowly let go of his courage to look at the surrounding environment, the simple interior space, the two rows of seats facing each other, and the soft light on the top, Yi Yue didn't see anything famous after looking at it for a long time.

Except that there are no windows and you can't see the handle that opens the door, it's just a simple interior space.

couldn't help but gently pat the seat, and Izuki watched as the depression quickly returned to its original state, the leather cushion was not soft or hard, and there was a small friction sound when he twisted his buttocks.

It's no different from modern cars.

"It's here, let's go."

The ward chief got up, and the wall of the car cracked a door-like gap as if it were melting, and he got out of the car with Yi Yue and walked straight into the room in front of him.

A car without a door, Izuki licked her somewhat dry lips.

It's still a little different from modern cars.