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Only after putting on the white combat suit did Li Si pick up a thin, skin-colored mask and press it onto his face.
Optical camouflage mask.
This was the core item of his operation.
Though it was called optical, it actually had nothing to do with optics. It was just a thin human-skin mask whose built-in electronic components could adjust facial contours. Combined with shadows created by slight color changes, it could produce an entirely different face.
In short, this thing was the idiot-proof version of makeup, one of Asia's four great dark arts. With Pandora controlling it, it became another great dark art: one-click photo editing.
"How is it? Am I handsome like this?"
Thanks to the neural signal receiver inside his body, with just a thought from Li Si, Pandora had already altered his face into a stern, handsome look with sharp brows and bright eyes.
"Very handsome, but still a little worse than how you normally look."
Max grinned, baring six front teeth as he gave a thumbs-up.
"I couldn't tell you were this good at talking."
Li Si raised one "sharp brow," though the smile on his face showed that Max's flattery had pleased him immensely.
"I'm just telling the truth."
Max grinned. "That face is handsome, sure, but it's handsomely inhuman. It feels like you stepped straight out of a comic book. It's not natural enough."
"What do you mean, handsomely inhuman? Don't misuse idioms."
Li Si rolled his eyes and urged, "Hurry up. Your turn."
"But I often hear you say that to the mirror."
Max curled his lips in dissatisfaction, but still pressed another optical camouflage mask onto his face.
Unlike Li Si's freely adjustable one, Max's optical camouflage mask had only one preset face: a lean, middle-aged man with a square