"Is that so?"
Lin Sanjiu took a deep breath and wiped Puppeteer's strangely calm face with a wet towel. As she thought about it, she picked up a pair of scissors from the top of the cabinet. The blade of the scissors glinted in the dark night.
"Since it's safe, Bohemia should be fine, right?"
— Faraway Bohemia did not think so.
The night breeze, which was mixed with the stench of corpses, blew her long hair, skirt, and sleeves, causing them to flutter in the wind. It was a beautiful night. The dark purple sky had been washed by the storm, and the stars were as bright as the Milky Way. The stars shone brightly in the warm orange street lights, and the sky was dyed with several shades of purple. In the watercolor of the night, Lin Sanjiu could even see the black blood dripping from the corpses into the gasoline.
Her gaze swept past the few corpses on the ground and finally landed on the open drawer.
Just a moment ago, it was like a sea of corpses … Now that the drawer was open, there were only a few corpses rolling down. Most of them were like melted wax, slowly losing their shape and piling up in the drawer.
In less than half a minute, a few slender, flesh-colored cylinders emerged from the pile of corpse wax. She could even feel the pure joy and pleasure of the cylinders as they grew taller and longer.
"Ahhhh, the world outside is so sweet.
We are all out. "
"The ground is so wet. It's so comfortable. I love it."
"Huh?" Bohemia dug her ears. She was a little dumbfounded. "... What?"
She seemed to have heard an inexplicably uncomfortable sound. No, that was not a sound at all. How did she "hear" it?
These flesh-colored cylinders did not have eyes, so they should not be able to see her, right? It had been a long time, but they did not move … Or rather, they were growing out of the corpses. It seemed like they could not move.
Bohemia, who had been staring blankly at the ceiling, could not help but take a step back. The surface of the thin "pillars" seemed to be filled with the texture and elasticity of flesh. When the night wind blew, they trembled and swayed, as if the flesh on their bodies were swaying with them. It was impossible to tell whether or not they had sensed her when they turned just now.
"Let's go. These things will not move …"
Just as she thought of this, she suddenly felt something and lowered her head.
From the darkness beneath her feet, a human face had silently risen at an unknown time, and it was currently approaching her face. His cheeks were swollen and twisted, as if his skin was about to burst from the huge smile on his face. His brow ridge, the corners of his eyes, and his lips were all torn apart, but they were still growing upwards quietly. His mouth was so wide that it was filled with shadows that looked like balls of meat.
Even Bohemia could not help but let out a gurgling sound in her throat. She immediately leaped backward. When she landed on the ground, she glanced around and found that it was the face of a corpse beside her feet.
However, the face had long been separated from the body. The body was still lying on the ground, but the middle part of the body was filled with the thin column of flesh. The column was inserted into the head, and it kept growing upward like an uncontrollable neck.
"What the hell are you?!" She yelled angrily and took a few steps back. She raised her hand and threw out a shadow. Just when the wind blew the thin column of flesh with the human face, a hoarse voice came from the truck not far away, "Don't!"
Bohemia retracted her hand abruptly and pulled back a scarf.
"Who is it?"
She looked towards the direction of the voice and heard Old Darden coughing as if he was choking on blood from the overturned truck.
"Don't, don't hit it …" A bloody arm stretched out from the broken window of the driver's seat. Old Darden's face was smeared with blood. Amidst the coughing, Lin Sanjiu could see Old Darden's face. "Don't … If you hurt it, it will attract … attract …"
Before he finished his sentence, he coughed violently again.
'Attract what? '
Bohemia's heart skipped a beat. She stared at the thin column of flesh that was growing out of the skull of the dead body. She walked around it and rushed toward the truck that had fallen on the ground. "Do you know what that is?" she asked.
A part of Old Darden's head was smashed. His scalp was a bloody mess. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. All he could do was mumble a muffled "Yes."
"Then tell me! What's the point of just saying yes? "
Old Darden looked as if he was hanging on by a thread and could faint at any moment. However, he didn't forget to bargain with Lin Sanjiu, "You … Save me … I don't want to die here …"
"But you look like this. I don't want to touch you."
His round belly almost choked on his own blood. After coughing a few times, he finally said in a low voice, "You, you save me! I'll tell you everything I know … Everything … "
The reason why Lin Sanjiu split up with her was so that she could gather some information. She didn't want to go back empty-handed. Bohemia glanced at the thin meat columns that were growing out of the corpse behind her. She tried her best to suppress the evil fire in her heart. Gritting her teeth, she covered her hands with her sleeves and dragged Old Darby out of the window bit by bit.
"Be gentle! Be gentle! My leg bone is broken —" Old Darden suddenly let out a howl.
His howl echoed in the night sky, causing Bohemia to jerk her head around.
It wasn't the wind, and her eyes weren't playing tricks on her. When the howl echoed in the air, a few of the thickest columns of flesh tilted their "heads" toward her direction.
Just like how she could hear those things, they could also "hear" her voice.
"Shut up!"
Bohemia hurriedly scolded in a low voice. However, Darby was still groaning in pain and did not listen to her at all. The broken leg was crushed under the collapsed car. If Bohemia tugged on it even a little bit, Darby would scream in pain.
She loosened her grip and stood up.
"Hey, what are you doing? Where are you going …"
His feeble voice was cut off by a ball of rags.
God only knew what those weird things were standing behind her. She was basically betting her life here. However, she could not run away. She had to force herself to stay there and listen to the nonsense of this ugly, fat, and useless commoner. Why should she do that?
Bohemia was agitated and scared. She had no patience left for Old Darden. Her ruthlessness resurfaced. She walked to the other side of the truck and kicked the broken window. She leaned into the truck and chopped off both of Old Darden's legs.
Blood spurted out from the severed legs and splashed all over the dark and deformed cab. It even splashed on Bohemia's face. She left the two legs where they were. They were shrouded in the shadow of the truck. They didn't look like a part of a person at all.
Carrying the unconscious man, Bohemia quickly retreated to the roadside and snapped her fingers. A faint blue flame burst out from the severed leg. In this way, all the blood vessels, nerves, and muscles in the human body would be burned into a black ball. The person would not die from excessive bleeding.
"Talk."
Bohemia woke him up again. She ordered him with hostility, "Or I'll kill you and throw you to those meat pillars."
Old Darden, who had lost half of his life, finally opened his mouth.
"I'm not from this country," he said while gasping for air. His round belly was moving up and down violently. "I … I belong to a garbage collection company. Our country secretly sent people here to disguise themselves as citizens. The purpose of the company is to collect as many corpses as possible. Natural death or accidental death is fine …"
No wonder there were so many corpses of the elderly.
"Why?"
In the time it took to say those two sentences, the pile of melted flesh in front of Lin Sanjiu had already grown many new meat pillars. The thin and long meat pillars were densely packed together, swaying along with the night breeze.
"These things … will grow out from the soil where the corpses are buried. When there is no soil, only a few species will grow out from the corpses … That's what we want."
Bohemia wiped her face with her hand. When she was about to ask "why" again, she suddenly froze when she saw her hand. Shouldn't the blood that splashed on her face be the blood from the severed legs?
… What is this translucent green liquid?
She looked at the top of Old Darden's head. She couldn't help but gulp. She cast a layer of protection on herself and reached out her hand to him.
Her slightly trembling fingers reached into the bloody part of Old Darden's scalp without any resistance. Her fingertips pushed open the scalp and went all the way in. She went deeper and deeper until she reached the base of her finger.
Old Darden, who had been struggling at death's door, slowly calmed down. He rolled his white eyes at her.
"You … you found out," he said hoarsely. "This is inevitable …"
Swish! Bohemia tore open his scalp.
There was no skull, no brain, nothing that a human should have. Where the facial features rose and fell, there were only some hard little things holding them up, forming the facial bones that looked no different from those of a normal human. The torn skin collapsed softly, but the face that belonged to Old Da was still talking.
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