The stainless steel trough was pushed open and the stench of formalin wafted out.
Deng Ximei saw what was inside the trough and her brows creased.
Feng Peiqian, who was standing beside him, was stunned. Her stomach churned violently, and she almost couldn't help but vomit.
There was a dead body inside the corpse trough, but it was neither a Necro-skin nor a human. It was a dark red giant insect covered in wrinkles. It looked like a skinless corpse without limbs, but there was a human head at the front, a head that looked like Deng Ximei.
Her pretty and twisted face was also drowned in formalin. Her lifeless eyes looked up at the sky, but all she could see was darkness.
Lydia, the Conqueror Worm.
Deng Ximei closed her eyes and when she opened them again, she stared into the lifeless eyes and said, "Boring."
"What's going on? What's going on?" Yu Chi could not help but ask. Peiqian was in so much pain, she did not look like a dead body.
Lou Xiaoning, Uncle Dan, and the rest did not think so. It was obvious that something was wrong. Lou Xiaoning signaled Grant Bell and Malachite to move forward. Bell, as the positive choice, and Malachite, as the negative choice, moved forward carefully. They soon saw what was inside the tank.
The expressions of the two burly men changed slightly.
They had experienced a lot and seen a lot, but the scene in front of them … especially the face of a comrade who had fought side by side with them. The head grew out of the mud-like, fleshy body of an insect, as if it had been chopped off and installed. It was blasphemous, deformed, desolate, and terrifying.
"Leader, wait." Feng Peiqian stopped Yu Chi who wanted to come up to take a look. After getting permission from Deng Ximei and Lou Xiaoning, he explained casually, "It's just that Ximei's head is growing out of a worm. It's very strange, it has a certain psychological impact."
If this was a normal person, they would have been traumatized by this.
Even though many modern people thought they had played too many games and watched too many movies, witnessing it through a screen and witnessing it with their own eyes were two different things.
Even though it was just a pool of blood at the scene of a car accident, it would send chills down the spines of passersby.
Yu Chi was visibly agitated. He needed rest and recuperation, not more stimulation.
Yu Chi scratched his head and mumbled, "Doesn't this further prove that this is not an accident? It's not the effect of the passage between the two worlds, it's someone else's doing. Otherwise, how would we know this corpse trough belongs to Ximei? It's that Bronx, isn't it? Mocking? You want us to be scared? "
"I think this is still an attempt to make us doubt our own existence." Deng Ximei said, "Bronx is concerned about what 'I' is, how 'I' was formed, and what 'I' would no longer be 'I' once I am separated from it … 'I' is a fragile concept, and the human ego is fragile. He wants us to pay attention to these things."
Everyone fell into deep thought. The chaos in their hearts was indeed related to these aspects.
"F * ck, why are you thinking so much? I just feel disgusted." Lou Xiaoning really didn't think that much.
"I used to think that way too." Deng Ximei pursed her lips. "I didn't know who I was before, but now I know that I am Deng Ximei."
She looked at the surrounding swamp as if the invisible phantom was lurking in the darkness. She said, "Brock, I'm different from you. It's not because I have ribs, or whether I made a bad choice. It's because I never gave up resisting. I've always been resisting."
The stagnant air was lifted by the renewed morale. Listening to Deng Ximei's determined words, the thing inside the corpse trough looked even more ridiculous.
If this was a bowl of chicken soup, they would have to drink it.
Then Lou Xiaoning, Peacock and Uncle Dan went to the corpse trough to take a look. They endured the impact and digested it.
Yu Chi scratched his head. Since everyone had seen it, he couldn't let go of his anxiety. Lou Xiaoning waved her hands. "Let him see, let him see. This place is full of swamps. If he's crazy, just bury him!" Feng Peiqian let go of him helplessly. Yu Chi hurried forward to take a look. There was no more mental collapse but there was a surge of anger …
She had done so much to break their will, to make his Luo Yang shovel crumble …
The Mist Breakers were made up of elites from both Heaven and Mystic Realm.
"Uncle Dan, dissect it!" Yu Chi called out, "That body looks like me. Let's dissect it and see what it is."
Lou Xiaoning, Grant Bell, and other veterans also supported the autopsy. The bodies looked the same on the outside, but who knew what was inside? Maybe there was a bunch of worms in the chest and abdomen, and a blob of mucus in the skull.
If there was enough time, it would be better to dissect them slowly.
But now they had a rescue mission, they had to hurry. Peacock and Malachite were responsible for collecting a skin sample from each body. If they could bring it back to Phecda World, they could do a detailed DNA analysis. Uncle Dan started the dissection.
Without the protective gear, it was very dangerous to come into contact with the dead bodies.
However, they could only try their best to protect themselves. Whether they would be infected by bacteria or virus was not their priority, they were here to risk their lives.
These corpse troughs had an electric lift inside them. They could have lifted the cadavers but now that the electrical system was broken, they could only move them manually. However, the cadaver troughs successfully turned into a dissection table. Liquid flowed and a cadaver lay on the table.
Yu Chi and Feng Peiqian walked to the side. Yu Chi wanted to watch the dissection but Deng Ximei and Lou Xiaoning did not allow it.
There was no need to train one's mental state in this kind of place, that kind of mental pressure was just mental pressure.
Extreme pressure would be applied to Uncle Dan's mind.
Uncle Dan studied the cadaver. The cadaver's face was covered by clothes. It looked like a rather healthy male cadaver but of course Uncle Dan could recognize it. Not long ago, he had performed first aid on this cadaver but now he had to dissect it.
This dissection did not require much finesse.
The process of thoracotomy basically involved cutting through the skin, muscles and pleura to examine the condition of the ribs.
"Old man, don't overthink it. Don't force yourself." Lou Xiaoning reminded, "If you can't do it, I'll do it."
"Don't worry …" Uncle Dan tried his best to say in a light voice, "As long as it's a chest, Uncle Dan will feel refreshed."
As Uncle Dan said that, he waved the scalpel to make a cut on the cadaver's chest. Dark red blood that had not completely coagulated flowed out, it looked like human blood.
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