The Institute (13)
Chu Yi lowered his head, moved his finger lightly, and watched in interest as his body healed.
The horrible wound that was cut longitudinally from the claws of some random monster on his left hand no longer felt any pain. The reddish-brown plasma coagulated into a thick layer of blood covering his slender wrist. The uppermost blood scab having already become fragile, revealing the new pink, tender meat underneath
It wasn't the only one, he quickly checked the wounds left on his body from the previous battle, and found that the deep and shallow stabs had begun to heal quickly, and some were even gone completely, only leaving the pale white skin stained with mottled blood.
On the inside of his wrist, the cyan blood vessels and the looming light red barrier like webbing, intertwined, appearing evil and mysterious, the blood vessels underneath his skin slowly twisting, as if it was trying to break through the shackles, tearing the translucent skin.