Plague Doctor

Gu Jun rode his bike all the way back to the dormitory. As soon as he walked into the bedroom, he drank his tummy water with the kettle on his desk.

The water hasn't changed for a few days and has a bit of an old smell, but it's also good for a weary person.

Gu Jun looked at some of the marks he had deliberately set on the desk, and the placement and sequence of the books and things remained unchanged. No one should have broken in to look here in the past three days. Lee Lowrey's phone, he's been carrying it with him.

“Hoo-hoo.” Gu Jun sat down by the desk chair, which opened the system in his head to see what was happening.

Open host capability list:

[Tailang hand

Rarity:

Repairable Level: Triple

Current Level: Second Duty (030000 Proficiency)]

It's finally breaking into second place!

Gu Jun discovered three days ago that although Tyrant needed only the last 500 proficiencies to upgrade his hand, his autopsy could not improve even 100 proficiencies for half a day, which was less than the previous intravenous practice.

“This means that proficiency is not increasing at an even rate.” The more he concludes, "the harder it is to ascend back, or the harder it is to get acquainted. So the last few hundred familiarities that break through the ranks are more than the thousands of previous familiarities combined. ”

Gu Jun looked at his hands and stretched out. He had been wearing tight medical rubber gloves for almost a few days and was not used to being so loose.

Titan's hand rose to the second level, and it really felt different.

Every nerve in his ten fingers, he seems to feel it clearly. This is the anterior interosseous nerve, his right thumb flexed slightly as soon as his heart moved... this is the ulnar nerve and his right tail jumped slightly again.

Although not yet mastered, this meticulous control is something that Tyrannosaurus never had before the upgrade.

These hands, with the anatomical knife or the scalpel, can be used for tighter and smaller maneuvers.

“The liver has been worth it for days.” Gu Jun couldn't help but smile. The second is so powerful. I really don't know how far the third can go.

Maybe by then, I'll be the man with the strongest fingers in the world.

Gu Jun laughed at himself, turned off the ability list, opened the task list, and looked at the prompt box, like a thigh that had been eaten after dinner.

There is a task reward waiting to be claimed: 1 residual structure map, click to claim your reward

The system is smart, you know it was in front of everyone, didn't send the map directly into his pocket, is that right?

Reward for the first difficult task! Gu Jun moved his mind and pressed "Click to claim”

“Successfully claimed! ”

All of a sudden, his head had a severe tingle and a bright light, not knowing where it came from, suddenly hung over his ocean of consciousness.

He “saw” it was a map.

“Oh, this atlas is not issued as an entity, but as a body of consciousness. Well, it's easier to carry. ”

Gu Jun tried to open the map with his mind, but he was not skilled but could do it, locking it out of the vast sea of knowledge, zooming in, zooming in...

He gradually became clear that this was a yellow drawing, made of parchment paper, probably a little smaller than an A4 paper, and the four edges of the paper were all fractured, and there were several large ruptures, and the messy spot barbs were as if they had been dug out of the ash mud.

There is only one pattern on this map, and even ordinary people without a medical background can easily see that it is a local anatomical pattern.

Looks like a front view of the chest, but he can't be sure...

Gu Jun is familiar with the breasts of humans, just the structure on this picture... strangely, some of them are like primate breasts, but there are a few details that seem to negate this possibility. There is no armor-like piece of primate breast... platelet bone?

“Plate bones.” He muttered that the figure was clearly a diamond-shaped bone that masked and connected the back ribs.

Gu Jun looked at the notation text next to the graph with confusion. It was the mysterious alien text again. These texts look handwritten and look rather grassy compared to the print on the herbal medicine box.

Suddenly, he realized, "This front view of the chest is also hand drawn! ”

That's right, some lines are skewed and...

Gu Jun felt that the map was not drawn in a quiet study, but in a dangerous environment, which is why this rush of grass pen.

He went along a line to identify the label text, looked at the text pointing to the "plate bone”, looked at the text of several other bones, and found that they were made up of two parts, what does that mean?

Like the concepts of ribs and sternum, Chinese is “ribs” and "sternum”, and English is “costalbone” and "breastbone”.

Repeated “bone” or “bone” means bone.

And these bones mark the back of the alien text with the same two characters… is that what bones mean?

Gu Jun feels that this is the same concept! With this in mind, a big stone fell quietly on his head.

“This alien is a language that the human mind understands.” He thinks, "Understandable, decipherable, there's an answer. ”

He went on to decipher the alien texts of the three concepts of “muscle”, “nerve” and “chest” from the 19 labeled words. It turns out that just as “chest” and “muscle” are all the same sidelines, the same parts are also found in the text of these four alien concepts.

“Bones, muscles, nerves, chest… Perhaps this part is related to the human body? Or life?”

Gu Jun thought painstakingly. After all, he was a linguistics major. Even if he doubled the information online, he didn't know a reliable linguistics friend. But now it's time to find a breakthrough in understanding this alien.

He also looked at some notes written under the graph, with ten lines of fine fly-heads and hundreds of characters.

Very strikingly, the last four lines of text are exactly the same, with an exact same symbol attached to the back of the sentence. This symbol is like! Or? Along with Chinese characters, it's different from this language at first glance, possibly punctuation. He feels either an exclamation mark or a question mark.

This sentence was repeated four times in a row...

It seemed that the drawer of this map was in a very exciting mood.

“What do these notes mean...” Gu Jun contemplated, looking at the trembling handwriting, seemingly feeling the surprise, wandering, panic inside...

Perhaps these notes are the best value of the map and are important messages to help him understand the whole thing.

But he couldn't understand it, and the more he looked, the more tired he was.

“I can't think of anything in this way either. Go to sleep first, make up your mind and wake up before comparing the aliens on the medicine box. ”

Gu Jun rubbed his reddish, swollen and sore eyes, got up and went to the balcony faucet to wash his face. If he didn't want to take a bath, he climbed onto his bed and laid down, closing his heavy eyelids... I don't know how long later, I don't know if it was a dream or a reality, he seemed to fall into a dusty mist...

Silence, silent silence.

He could see clearly slowly, seeing a giant dead tree, the branches thick and messy, the dense and numb like added cracks to the grey sky, no leaves, only some rotten vines dripping down, even the wind seemed grey and black.

What's moving on the trunk of that dead tree...

It's a child's thin back, hands and feet holding the trunk as hard as they can climb up and up...

Gu Jun's consciousness is blurred. It seems to be far away. These scenes are also far away...

He saw the ground under the dead tree, the same gray color, and he saw a corpse lying seven ways across the ground, like a pattern, unable to see their faces clearly, but their limbs... or hands, or feet, were distorted distortions...

All of a sudden, a figure fell from the dead tree, it was the skinny child, who, despite all his efforts, could not hold on to the increasingly rough trunk of the tree, and fell out of hand.

The child seemed to be shouting, but Gu Jun could not hear.

Boom! And he heard, and the silence broke. The child fell to the ground heavily, the blood stained the gray soil, the pale and childish face was distorted by shock, the eyes were wide open, but there was no more splendor.

This pale, childish face, Gu Jun has seen... is in the morgue of the bureau deconstruction.

It was the child who was lying in a body storage tank soaked in Formalin, with distorted hands.