The narrow storage tank was filled with formalin, and a pile of broken body parts was soaked inside.
This was a typical body that had fallen from a building, and the floor it fell from was quite high. The body was completely broken, and it was barely pieced together into a human body. It appeared that the head had landed on the ground, and the skull was broken and twisted. Only the highly shrunken flesh held the shape of the body.
Since it had not been long since the death, and the treatment was done in time, the body did not decompose much. Other than the slightly swollen abdomen, everything else was very fresh.
This freshness made the body even scarier.
Two faintly recognizable eyeballs floated above the skull, sending an indescribable chill down one's spine.
"Hmm …" Even though Cai Zixuan had just come out from the autopsy room, he was still shocked by the sight of this body.
Sun Yuheng and Liu Hong also realized that the body they had dissected earlier was still relatively intact, but the hundreds of bodies in this storage room were probably in the same state.
Blank, it was still blank. Gu Jun looked at it with a heavy expression, but there was a glimmer of light in front of his eyes. It was the touch of this blank illusion.
"Gu Jun, what do you think?" Wang Ruoxiang asked with a frown. At this time, she also felt that there was something wrong with this body, but she could not put her finger on it.
"Come, let's continue." Gu Jun and she put down the cover in their hands and walked to the storage tank next to them. When they opened the cover again, it was another pile of flesh and blood soaked in formalin, and the various body parts were haphazardly stacked together.
Different from the tangled mess of the patients with the Malformed Banyan Disease, this was a mess that could not be reassembled after being smashed.
The touch in Gu Jun's heart intensified, and his heart rate increased. The sound of a violent heartbeat appeared in his consciousness.
"Next!" he said, and together with Wang Ruoxiang, they opened another storage tank next to them.
The smell of formalin in the storage room became stronger and more pungent. The storage tanks were opened one after another, revealing broken bodies.
No one understood what Gu Jun was doing, but they could vaguely feel the indescribable strangeness around them.
"Empty, empty." Gu Jun murmured. He looked at the corpses one after another. His heart was beating so fast that it was uncomfortable. "These … are all empty shells."
Empty shell? A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed through his mind, illuminating the dense fog. He understood this emptiness even more clearly …
These corpses did not have souls, and there were no signs that a soul had once resided in them.
Was it because the nervous system of the corpse had all atrophied, and every nerve cell had died long ago?
Or was it because he had fallen from a great height, and with the great pain of release, everything was shattered like a dream?
Unlike normal corpses that always had some traces, they were all a pile of pure flesh and blood, as if they had always been like this … This was the kind of blankness.
"Ah." When Gu Jun understood what was going on, his head started to hurt. The feeling of being touched was gradually condensing into an illusion, but it was still not an illusion that could take shape.
The connection between him and the illusion was not strong enough. If this was before, he would not have been able to control these flickering shadows.
But now, he calmly gathered his mental power and used the ESP technique to block out all his other senses. He focused all his mental power on the 'sound' of the illusion. He seemed to hear … the sound of thunder.
At that moment, Gu Jun felt like he had drifted away from the storage room and entered an illusion.
There was a dull sound of thunder, like the sky was collapsing. It caused his heart to skip a beat.
A heavy rain was pouring down from the dark sky. The loose rotten soil was washed away by the rain, and some of it fell into a deep hole.
He instantly saw a coffin buried at the bottom of the hole. The soil had been dug up.
It was an old wooden coffin. Many parts of the wood had rotted, and the color of the wood had turned into a strange brownish black. There were some strange carvings on the coffin.
Suddenly, with a snap, a hand landed on the coffin from above.
The hand was as thin as a skeleton, and the wrinkled skin was covered in clumps of fungus. The withered fingers had long, sharp nails that looked like claws. On the back of the hand, Gu Jun could see several blood vessels bulging, and they appeared to be flowing with black blood.
'What kind of creature is this?' It did not have a stratum corneum, so it was not the abnormal creature that had ravaged the foreign civilization …
Gu Jun looked at the body that the hand belonged to, but due to the limited vision, he could not see it. His anxiety caused the illusion to shake.
'Calm down, calm down.' He was reminded of what Tong Ye had taught him. He had to calm himself down and not try to see something clearly but to feel the illusion itself.
To understand chaos was not to tidy it up so that it would no longer be chaos. Chaos was chaos.
Boom! Another clap of thunder rang out, and a few chaotic scenes suddenly surged up violently in his mind.
Crooked street signs, dancing crows, blurry tombstones, pouring rain, dark skies, withered old trees, and fallen old tombstones.
This was a graveyard …
The rain continued to wash down. One of the graves had been emptied, and the coffin inside had been pulled out and placed beside the tombstone. The coffin lid had been tossed to the side.
Around the coffin, several strange figures crawled on top of it. 'Are they humans? They are humanoid creatures with heads, limbs, and torsos. I can't tell for sure, but the strange hand earlier definitely belonged to one of these creatures …'
Their hands and heads reached into the dark coffin, and there was a sound. It sounded like … gnawing …
Suddenly, Gu Jun felt another sharp pain in his head. He saw something extremely filthy, disgusting, and chilling. The creature's blurry and ugly face was reflected in his mind. It was holding something rotten with both hands and shoving it into its mouth. The decaying liquid dripped from the corner of its mouth …
Inside its hand was something that was silent and murky, but it seemed to be looking directly at him.
It was a rotten eyeball.
This scene exploded in his head. Pain and dizziness immediately drowned him, and he almost screamed out loud!
He already understood what this creature was. He understood a lot.
"Gu Jun, Gu Jun!?"
"Oh no, his lips are purple. It looks like a heart attack. We need to save him immediately!"
A series of anxious cries gradually came, pulling Gu Jun's mind back from the nightmarish vision.
"Ah …" Gu Jun took a deep breath. The scene in front of him became clear. Only then did he realize that he was already lying next to the body storage tank. He was so close to the broken body that he could even see the dried blood vessels and nerves on it.
Wang Ruoxiang was supporting him and said anxiously, "Hurry up and call for help!"
Just when Cai Zixuan and the rest were about to take action, Gu Jun panted and said, "I'm fine, there's no need … This is why I'm here …"
He struggled to stand up and said to the confused people, "The specific situation is confidential, I can't say more …"
"Are you sure you're fine?" Wang Ruoxiang asked. "Why don't you take a seat first?"
"No, I need to report this to Professor Qin and the rest … Make sure you cover these storage tanks."
Gu Jun then nodded at them and walked out of the storage room. His body was still swaying, but his footsteps picked up.
Even though his mental state had become very empty after seeing this illusion, he had learned something new.
The bodies of the victims of Nightmare Illness were all empty shells without any trace of soul.
He suspected that their souls had been sacrificed to another existence. They were not erased but consumed. Their souls were a kind of food.
They were being summoned, and they were also calling for something.
These empty, decaying bodies were another kind of food.
Gu Jun ignored the middle-aged man's call and hurried down the corridor with a dark expression.
He turned to look at the abyssal mission that had appeared in the mission list in his mind, but he had not had the chance to read about it before.
"Abyssal Mission: Complete the autopsy of one zombie within a week. Mission Reward: Unknown. "
The creature in the illusion at the graveyard was a zombie.
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