Plague Doctor

The stainless steel groove cover was pushed away and the stink of formalin burst out.

Dunxie Mayton saw the view in the storage tank, and Qingxiu's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

Feng Peiqian, who followed him, looked at him and his stomach flipped strongly. He barely stood to vomit.

The cadaver is a corpse, but neither dead nor human. It is a dark red giant with wrinkles. It also looks like a skinless corpse with no limbs and only a trunk, but it has a human skull at the front end, and Deng Xie Mai looks like a skull.

That beautiful and twisted face was similarly submerged by Formaline, with dead grey eyes looking up at the sky, but always in darkness.

Lygia, the conqueror worm.

Deng Xie Mai closed his eyes and opened them again, looking directly into those ungodly eyes and saying: “Boring. ”

“What is it, what is it?” Far away, I couldn't help but ask, looking at Pei Qian was so sad, not like just a corpse.

Uncle Lu Xianning and Egg didn't think so either. Obviously, Lu Xianning made a forward gesture to the already prepared Grant-Bell and Ink Qing. Bell walked forward carefully as a positive choice and Ink Qing as a negative choice, and soon saw the scene in the trough.

Both of these men, who are huge, have slightly changed their faces.

They've been through a lot, seen a lot, but this scene in front of them... especially the face of a comrade fighting side by side, the head growing out of a muddy, meaty worm, like it was cut off and put on, blasphemy, deformity, desolation and horror.

“Captain, wait.” Feng Peiqian no longer went to see it. He stopped and had to come up to see Yu Chi. With the permission of Deng Xie Mai and Lu Xianning, he made a slight statement: “It is that Xie Mai's head grew on a bug, which is strange and has a certain impact on the spirit. ”

If he were an ordinary person, he might have been traumatized to witness the scene.

While many modern people feel like they play more games, watch more movies and television, and engage in all sorts of hunting curiosities, it's the opposite between watching and watching from one screen.

Even if it's just a piece of blood left at the scene of a car crash, it'll keep people passing by cold.

Now Yu Chi is obviously a little agitated, what he needs is a break adjustment, not more stimulus.

However, this prick made him unable to turn around safely. Yu Chi grabbed his head. "This doesn't further suggest that the situation is not an accident, it is not the influence of the two walkways, it is man-made. Otherwise, how do you know that this morgue belongs to Ximai? Is that Brooks? Pick a side? You think we're scared? ”

“I think it's still meant to make us doubt our existence.” Dunxiei Mae said, "Brooks focuses on what ‘I’ is, how ’I' is formed, and what 'I’ disengages will not be 'I’ … ‘I’ is a fragile concept, and man's ego is fragile, and he wants us to focus on these. ”

And if people think about it, and there is confusion in their minds, there are all these aspects.

“Shit, I just feel sick thinking about doing so much.” Shinning really didn't think that much.

“I used to think so much.” Deng Xie Mai, "I wasn't sure who I was, but now I know I'm Deng Xie Mai. ”

She looked at the surrounding marshes, as if that invisible shadow were lurking in a dark place, and said, "Brooks, I'm not like you, not because I have ribs, or if I have a negative choice, but because I haven't given up resisting, I've always had to resist. ”

Condensed air swept away by boosted morale, and the more people listened to Deng Xie Mai's adamant words, the more the freaks in the morgue looked a little ridiculous.

If this is a bowl of chicken soup, then they drink it.

Then, Shinning, Peacock, and Uncle Egg all went up to the morgue and looked at it, bearing the shock, facing and digesting it.

Yu Chi grabbed his head, everyone saw it, and he couldn't let go of his focus. Lu Xianning waved: “Let him see, let him see, this place is full of mud, crazy pipe burial!” Feng Peiqian couldn't help but let go. Yu Qiqi walked up to see it. He didn't break his mental pillar again, but there was a manic rage...

So many things, trying to overwhelm their will and crumble his Luoyang shovel pillar...

The Misty Man Squad is the elite of both worlds. Who do you look down on?

“Uncle Egg, dissection!” Yu Chi shouted, “That looks a lot like my body, dissect it and see what it really is. ”

Old rivers and lakes like Shinning and Grant-Bell also support anatomy, and the bodies look the same on the outside, but who knows what's inside, maybe a bunch of insects in the chest and abdomen, and a bunch of mucus in the skull.

If you have enough time, it's best to dissect it slowly and thoroughly.

But now they have a rescue mission, and everything's going fast. Peacock and ink are now responsible for collecting a little skin sample of each body to take away, and if you can take it back to the planet world, you can do a detailed DNA test. And Uncle Egg started the autopsy.

Without airtight protective clothing, contact with the body is dangerous.

But now they can only do what they can to protect themselves, whether they will be infected with viruses or bacteria is no longer a priority at the moment, and they are here to play.

In fact, there is an electric lifting platform in the tanks of these cadavers, which could have electrically lifted the cadavers in the tanks. Now the electrical device is broken and can only be lifted manually. But the cadaver also turned into a wild anatomical table, with dripping liquid flowing and a body lying on the stage.

Yu Chi and Feng Peiqian have gone aside. Yu Chi would have liked to have seen the autopsy, but Deng Ximai did not recommend it, and Lu Xianning did not approve it.

There is no need to hammer your nerves in places like this, at times like this, and that kind of mental stress is just mental stress.

Extreme pressure will also be exerted on Uncle Egg's head.

Uncle Egg was looking at the body, and the face of the body had been covered with clothes. It was just a slightly stronger male corpse, but of course Uncle Egg recognized that not long ago he had given such a body a fractured rib first aid, and now he had to dissect it.

This autopsy doesn't require much precision.

The process of opening the chest is essentially about cutting the skin, muscles, pleura, etc. and looking at the ribs.

“Old man, don't think too much, can't stand it, don't hold on.” Shinning next door warned, "If you can't get off the knife, I'll do it. ”

“Rest assured...” Uncle Egg's voice came out of the protective mask as lightly as he could. “Any breast would refresh my spirit. ”

Uncle Egg said that as he waved the anatomical knife in his hand down the chest of the body, the dark red blood, which had not yet fully solidified, suddenly flowed out, looked like human blood.