The true appearance.
Hearing Jack suddenly ntion this, Yun You was slightly taken aback.
Yes, from the mont they t until now, Jack and Frost Moon had already revealed all their stories.
From appearance to past, there was hardly any concealnt.
But as for Yun You? She had always worn that silver electronic mask, hiding all her sorrows and joys beneath the tal, never showing her true face to anyone.
And beneath the mask, she had deliberately applied so mud and dust as disguise materials, covering her entire face to further strengthen the disguise, completely concealing her true appearance.
But this couldn't be blad on her.
Living under the false mask for so long, she had instinctively taken the mask as her true appearance, almost forgetting her original look.
Even if she was willing to be honest with her companions, Yun You would still wear the mask... because she didn't see the mask as sothing external to her.
Of course, after a reminder, she realized this point.
So after hesitating for a mont, the little girl put down her drink and skewers, and then gently moved aside half of her mask.
Next, she removed the contact lenses that masked the color of her eyes and wiped the mud and dust off half of her cheek with clean water.
Gradually, the girl's face, even smoother and more delicate than Aurora's, without a single flaw, appeared before Jack and Frost Moon.
At first, due to the cover of her long bangs, the two did not realize just how beautiful the girl in front of them was.
However... when Yun You slowly opened her eyes, slightly lifting her bangs...
The two of them widened their eyes, unconsciously opened their mouths, completely stunned.
The person before them, was she really the sa crazy girl who usually felled enemies like a reaper without even crying out when losing a limb?
They found it hard to believe, because Yun You's appearance was really... too deceptive.
Her flawless, delicate skin exuded a faint blush, like blood-stained white jade. Her facial features were exquisite like classical sculptures, without any flaws. Her long black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, gently swaying with the wind, captivating the soul.
But what was most striking were her clear, bright blood-red eyes, scattered with starlight in the pupils and filled with a fiercely burning... fla-like vitality, as if reflecting a shattered galaxy.
For a mont, Jack felt at a loss for words.
He racked his brains, recalling many words describing "beauty," rembering the praises he had heard from elders and friends in the family to complint girls, those that would make even the noblest dancers blush.
Yet none of these words could describe the girl.
Honestly, as an heir of the Carlos Clan, Jack had seen many beauties before.
There were the pure and cute girl-next-door types, the voluptuous and alluring TV stars, and the elegant, noble, and haughty noble ladies.
Each had their style, each had their characteristics and flaws.
Different people might like or not be interested in them due to varying tastes, which was all very normal.
But Yun You... how should he put it...
This girl was very cute, right? By logic, she should belong to the girl-next-door type.
Yet she also possessed the aura of an "ice-cold beauty," sitting there with her long hair floating, occasionally inspecting enemies with cold eyes, sending shivers down one's spine.
But if she moved, she was vigorous and energetic.
So Jack didn't know how to describe it, he only knew that no one would dislike this girl's appearance, she was truly... the kind of person who everyone couldn't find a fault in.
And most precious of all, this was entirely natural... without any "tech" enhancents.
Or strictly speaking, no one would think this was tech, because even the most advanced technology could not create such a handso appearance.
Moreover, this was just half a face.
Jack had a premonition that when this face was fully exposed to the world, it might shock the world.
This was Jack's thought.
As for Frost Moon...
His thinking was much simpler, not as considered as Jack's.
The Hacker only knew that although he was an "aesthetic idiot," soone who generally felt no extra emotions upon seeing most people.
But now, he genuinely believed that the sister before him was indeed a true beauty.
He felt it was as if there was sothing wrong with the chip in his brain.
Of course, regardless of what thoughts the two had, at least now they understood one thing — the reason why Yun You had to wear a mask.
This face was just too astonishing... In this era where beauty is pursued to the extre, such an appearance would bring Yun You endless disaster.
Never mind being a lower-class citizen of Nest City, even so large families could not protect a family mber with this face.
Giant corporations in the genetics and costic industry might even instigate conflicts, engaging in political and comrcial battles... even small-scale hot weapon warfare for her.
Those high above would also be willing to act personally, just to obtain a fragnt of her gene.
This was the value of that face.
The two finally understood why Yun You had beco an Apprentice Death God.
In this world, if an individual wants to break free from the shackles and fight against collective capital, there's only one way.
That is to embark on the path to beco a God, becoming an extraordinary individual, using power enough to make corporations bleed, to protect their body and everything.
Both cyborgs and hackers possess formidable power, but the forr are limited by genes, and the latter by the network, ultimately none as comprehensive as the Apprentice Death God.
Politicians and financial magnates certainly have high social status, yet similarly, they too must depend on others or stronger entities.
Only the Apprentice Death God and only the Apprentice Death God, can rely on pure "strength" to surpass "rules," able to maintain their "willfulness."
This path is challenging, but Yun You had no other path to take.
Her appearance, destined that she could never live an ordinary life.
Either be taken away for slice research, becoming a genetic livestock for high society... or beco the top formidable, using fists to make all those who wish to harm her submit.
This is Yun You's future life — a dance on the tightrope of life and death forever.
"My surna is 'Yun,' because my parents are from the Eastern Hemisphere, so I should also be considered Eastern Hemisphere."
Yun You put back on her lenses, covered her cheek with mud, and donned the mask, her voice remaining calm as usual, just with less disguise and more honesty.
"Yun You."
"The 'Yun' as in dark cloud, the 'You' as in eternal."
"This is my na."
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