The four members of the Mistbreaker came over to take a look at the body trough.
The positive choice was Bell Grant, the negative choice was Uncle Dan, the tie was Feng Peiqian, and Yu Chi saw the same thing.
To avoid being influenced by their consciousness, Bell and Yu Chi did not reveal anything but when Uncle Dan and Feng Peiqian wrote down what they saw, they gave the same answer. If it was an illusion, then it was their collective illusion.
"What the hell …" Lou Xiaoning read the description on the paper. She glanced at the four who had a strange expression on their faces and then at the body trough. Her left eye widened.
Peacock and Malachite were startled as well. Their hearts churned …
Deng Ximei instantly understood the source of her anxiety.
Yu Chi mumbled something indecipherable. Even though he had moved to the side, the image of the carcass still lingered before his eyes. A naked body soaked in formalin, its face filled with the agony of death.
He had seen that face many times but this was the first time he had seen it like this.
'Who is that, Yu Chi? If that is Yu Chi, then who is he? Two Yu Chi? Cloning? The power of the black goat? Bux's manipulation?
Is it just the body? What about the soul? The body has no uniqueness but what about the self? '
Yu Chi scratched his head. The side of his body throbbed with pain like he was being assaulted by some unknown force.
He looked around him, the rotting swamp, the withered trees and the never-ending dark clouds.
Suddenly, he felt an unbearable pain in his heart and a sharp pain in his mind. There was a loud bang that only he could hear. The fifth pillar, which was already full of cracks, collapsed. Even the fourth pillar was greatly affected and more cracks appeared.
"My fifth pillar has collapsed as well …" Yu Chi told the others with difficulty, "Based on my current condition … Vice Captain Lou, please take over command …"
Feng Peiqian and Uncle Dan hurried over to help him.
Yu Chi really missed Gu Jun. His PTSD was still PTSD, it was no longer appropriate for him to be the leader alone …
But at the same time, the other three who had seen the body trough were affected. Even though their minds were not shaken, they felt a chill run down their spine.
The four who had not seen the body trough felt conflicted.
There was another question in front of everyone. What was the situation with the other seven corpse storage tanks?
"What the hell." Lou Xiaoning crumpled the paper into a ball and glanced around. "Let's open another one first."
No matter what, these corpse troughs had to be disposed of, but they had to be mentally prepared before opening them …
The next thing to open was the cadaver trough that Uncle Dan had pulled over. It was quiet as well. The group readied themselves before Lou Xiaoning personally undid the latch and pushed the lid off the trough. She glanced inside and saw the familiar figure of a middle-aged man floating inside.
The round and broad face of the corpse was also filled with strange distortions formed by death. It was completely different from usual.
Lou Xiaoning's expressionless face told everyone the answer. She said, "Bad luck, it's something that looks like Uncle Dan."
The group was silent. Bell Grant and Feng Peiqian also came up to take a look, but in the end, it was Uncle Dan himself who wanted to come up to take a look.
They were faced with another problem. If they came up to take a look, their mental state would definitely be affected. In fact, their mental support might even crack and the mental barrier would grow. But if they did not come up to take a look, it would be like leaving a thorn in their hearts that would tear at them at any moment.
They decided to face it on the spot and remove this thorn. At least they would have time to recover.
At that moment, Uncle Dan stood beside the cadaver trough and looked down at the body inside. No matter how shocked he was, at least he could crack a joke. "He really is not that handsome …"
The desolate atmosphere needed these jokes but these jokes could not erase the lingering memory of what had happened earlier in their hearts.
The banging from inside the cadaver trough seemed to echo in their ears again. Bang, bang, bang …
Inside the cadaver trough that Peacock pulled over was a cadaver that looked like her. Like her, it was missing its right hand. She and Kathlyn had lost this hand during the Battle of Mo Bei.
The cadaver inside the cadaver trough that Lou Xiaoning pulled over was also missing its right eye. Even some of the old scars were the same.
Malachite, Feng Peiqian, Bell Grant, all of them were the same.
They had been cloned or rather, they were clones …
These cadavers were still alive not too long ago. They were still struggling and banging against the lid of the trough but in the end, they were suffocated to death inside the formalin.
The joke from earlier had disappeared. Uncle Dan was depressed. Everyone's heart was filled with confusion. They did not dare to dwell on many things because once they did, their hair would stand on end.
The mental barrier in their hearts, the clones inside the cadaver trough.
The body could be cloned, the mind could be fabricated, but who were they …
"Uncle Dan, Uncle Dan." Yu Chi scratched at his scalp. Suddenly, a new idea popped up in his mind. He called Uncle Dan over. "Why don't you autopsy this body? Dissect the chest and see if the ribs are broken like mine, or if there's something else wrong with them. Is it like Bronx, who has no ribs …"
'Brock Lenton. '
'Is this situation related to the foreign civilization and the Life Society of Negative Choice? '
"Are they trying to break our will?" Yu Chi was panicking. "The black goat's power has no consciousness, this should be the result of being controlled …"
"Captain Yu, I have the same thought." Deng Ximei said seriously, "When we crossed the two worlds earlier, I did not feel any inclination from the channel itself. The evolution of living beings is random. They are all the offspring of the black goat, it has no inclination … The outcome depends on the natural environment."
Hearing them say that, the group's anxiety eased. This was probably a trick of the enemy to break their will, ego, and mental support.
That way, the projection of the foreign civilization could use the mental barrier to corrupt them and drive them into madness …
"Ah Mei, do you want to open that storage slot of yours?" Lou Xiaoning asked.
Unlike the seven of them, when Deng Ximei crossed the boundary, she did not drag along a cadaver trough but she was given one as well.
At the time, it was Feng Peiqian and Bell who pulled her along because their connection to the foreign world was not as strong as the mental barrier of negative choice.
Now, the storage slot that supposedly belonged to Deng Ximei had not been opened but earlier, there was the sound of knocking coming from it.
Perhaps it was another clone of Bell or Feng Peiqian inside.
Perhaps it was Deng Ximei, perhaps it was the Necro-skins, perhaps it was something else.
"Open it, I'll do it." Deng Ximei's light voice was laced with determination. "No matter what is inside, I know who I am."
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