Leila walked down the street, looking around with wide eyes.
From the appearance, she seemed to be a very cute girl, with almost perfect facial features, and her skin was almost white under the sun, which formed a sharp contrast with the black dress.
However, although it looks like the kind of cute girl who can fly far away with a punch, the reality is completely opposite. Strictly speaking, her real age is enough to be the ancestor of all human beings in existence.
She's not even human. The cute appearance is just an illusion, it is a shape to blend in with the environment, but the essence is nothing more than an optical illusion.
The popsicle in her hand came from a grocery store she passed by not long ago.
It was the crying of a child that caught Layla's attention. She stopped at the door of the store and stretched her neck curiously to look around. She saw a child crying and refusing to leave in the store, holding his mother's hand with his whole body weight, yelling that he must eat popsicles. The child's mother couldn't resist, so she had to buy him one.
The child licked the cold popsicle and burst into tears, and followed the parents contentedly.
The girl stood at the door, staring at the back of the mother and child leaving for a long time, a little dazed. She didn't look away until the two shadows, one big and one small, disappeared from the end of the street, and then she lay down on the freezer and looked at the box full of colorful packaging in novelty.
Her eyes became more and more curious, as if she was surprised by the magic power possessed by this thing, which could make the extremely sad human cubs happy in an instant. It must be something very comfortable.
The store manager is a very kind uncle. He noticed this little girl in a foreign dress—of course, with such a dress and this rare pretty face, it might be difficult not to notice it.
He smiled and asked, "Little sister, do you want one too?"
The girl froze for a moment, then nodded hesitantly.
So a minute later, there was such a popsicle in her hand.
Leila felt more and more novel.
Not only for this kind of food that she has never seen before, but also for the people living in this world today.
Very different from what she remembered.
She thought it might be a matter of perspective, since she had never been among humans before to understand them. In the past, like her own kind, she felt that human beings were no different from other animals, inferior and weak, destined to be dominated by birth. Afraid of power, submissive in front of the strong, but intriguing and killing each other internally.
She had never had any liking for this creature.
But now she felt a little different.
It could also be due to time, which changes everything. Humans also changed dramatically during their long slumber.
There are all these towering buildings like mountains around, and the roads are loaded with four-wheeled vehicles, and many other things. She has never seen it before, but with her perception of the principles of those things and the application of energy, she can guess how they are used.
But most importantly, human beings themselves have changed.
Compared with better buildings and upgraded tools, this is where she feels the biggest change—a world that has never been more harmonious.
They are no longer wary and hostile as they used to be. They care about each other, take care of each other, support each other, and live together.
She licked the cold and hard thing again, feeling a burst of joy in her heart.
They even show kindness to strangers.
Incredible.
She suddenly found that she had a little longing for the world built by these tiny creatures, and she also wanted to know more about today's human beings who made the world like this...
"Little sister, where is your mother?"
The girl turned her head away and saw a man standing behind her. He was wearing a black vest with a slightly fat face. He seemed to be trying to look gracious, to look as concerned as possible.
Layla's ice-blue eyes stared at him for a moment, but said nothing, and licked her popsicle again.
"Are you alone?" An imperceptible joy flashed in the man's eyes, "Then come with uncle, and uncle will take you to eat more delicious popsicles."
The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then followed without saying a word.
Hooked.
Most children these days are very smart, and it is not so easy to coax children. Such a beautiful, good-looking, not-so-intelligent child who has no one to look at is simply the best of the best. He doesn't know what kind of luck he has had to pick up such a big deal.
Simply hit the jackpot.
As he walked, the man began to fantasize about what good price she could sell for, and even began to imagine how to spend the money.
He led the girl away from the noisy urban area, winding around in the complicated streets and alleys. There are fewer and fewer people around, no vehicles and no pedestrians. They walked through the dark alleyways, and took a shortcut that was almost empty to an old neighborhood.
But any child who is a little bit smarter should also realize that something is wrong now, no matter how slow the thinking is, at least they should feel the abnormality of the surrounding environment. Therefore, this man always kept an eye out for his prey, and was ready to catch her once she showed signs of fleeing.
Now that the eyes and ears have been avoided, and this place has entered his territory, it is not unacceptable to directly use force or even make some bigger disturbances.
But the man soon realized that he was worrying too much, such a plan was completely unnecessary. Because the girl didn't want to run away at all, and didn't even show signs of doing so. She cooperated surprisingly, following obediently like a doll, only concentrating on continuing to deal with the popsicle.
Maybe a fool.
The man frowned slightly, but soon relieved.
Intellectual disability will undoubtedly give her a little point, but it is not a big problem. Her outstanding appearance is still enough to sell her for a good price.
He led the girl upstairs, took out the key and opened the old anti-theft door. As soon as the door was opened, there was a burst of noisy human voices and mahjong sounds. Four men, some wearing vests and some shirtless, were sitting around the table playing mahjong enthusiastically.
Noticing that the door was open, one of them turned his head to look this way, and immediately whistled excitedly.
"Okay bro, where did you find this kind of top quality?"
The four men immediately left the gaming table, leaned over excitedly, and carefully looked at the girl who was brought back, as if they were looking at a delicate work of art.
"MD, I'm really lucky today, I picked it up on the road. Just say a word and go obediently." The man was also very excited, spit flying all over the place.
"Grass, that's really **** luck."
"Why didn't she respond? Doesn't look very smart?"
"Who knows? She hasn't spoken. Maybe she's out of her head."
"Ah, that's a pity."
"It's a pity, but it doesn't have much impact..."
"..."
Layla finished her popsicles.
She licked the leftover residue on the stick, and glanced up at the excited men.
She found that her conclusion just now was a bit hasty~www.mtlnovel.com~ From some perspectives, human beings have not changed much, the same as the previous one.
They're just better at hiding it.
Several men were discussing excitedly, and suddenly someone noticed something: "Wait a minute, look at this child... Are her eyes glowing?"
Everyone stopped talking and looked over in unison.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, everyone froze immediately after seeing it.
As if the process of life had been pressed to stop, a fear from the depths of the soul occupied the whole body, and the trembling sensation paralyzed the nerves of their whole body, as if they were not even allowed to think.
In an instant, the cute girl who was at the mercy of others like a doll disappeared.
Looking directly into those blue eyes is like looking directly at fear itself.
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