Plague Doctor

Wu Shiyu had another strange dream.

When she fell asleep in a hazy mood and woke up in a hazy mood, she found it to be a dream. Between herself, she seemed to stand between a piece of mud and a piece of decaying wood, and Gu Jun stood in a position in front of her.

“Xian Jun, Xian Jun! ”

Wu Shiyu shouted and gave the latest information. This was an unconscious act of dreaming. The whole dream suddenly faltered and almost woke up.

And so she realizes she's dreaming. Lie down for the first time. Steady! The first element of a sober dream is not to rush.

Once your heart is in a hurry, your heart rate will increase and you will wake up.

But she looked down at the smelly sludge, and it looked like limbs and corpses were pouring in, and half of her body lay still.

If you lay down like this, you'll only wake up immediately.

So Wu Shirai chose to lie halfway down with his feet still on the ground, but his torso bent in the air. In the real world, she might only hold on for a second —— that's how long she fell to the ground, but in dreams, she folded comfortably, too.

With this comfort, this dream will last.

At this time, Wu Shiyu carefully observed the surrounding area. In front is a shadow made of dead wood weave, not necessarily a forest. If this is a painting, the color works well. Xianjun stood there, holding a blood-dropping Karop dissection knife in his hand, his left hand is also dripping blood...

Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, which was not a good idea.

Gu Jun seemed to be saying something. Wu Shiyu listened to it and then used his senses to hear the meaning.

“Lieutenant Cao, I also have a question.” Gu Jun said, the voice is very heavy and firm, "Why is none of your clones broken by your right hand? Now Cao is also Chung, but without the right upper limb, because it can't be copied directly? ”

Clone? Copy? Wu Shiyu muttered, since it was a dream, there should be a high-definition telescope.

She seemed to have an extra layer of lenses in front of her eyes, and she felt that she could see better.

Before that dead forest, there was a shadow of twisted sway. Each shadow dissipated from a black liquid. Then look carefully. The face of those shadows condensed and shaped, as if it were... Cao Yichong.

Cao Yizhong, a member of the Dongzhou Investigation Department, had seen the missing persons on the front line since Anfu Village Lane turned into a dark fog area.

Wang Yichuang, Cao Yichuang, Li Liangbin and others, these missing persons Wu Shiyu knew, now this is...

Cao Yuechun was cloned into so many?

Sometimes in the past, Wu Shiyu had fantasies about cloning herself out of ten, one consciousness, manipulating ten bodies, so that she could rest at the same time at work, while studying, and watch the episode at the same time, so that she could truly combine work and leisure.

But now she can't envy, or relax, because those shadows emit a strange dark scent.

“I don't know, I don't know...” Cao Yi-chung's voice sounded, “I hope you can give me an answer and give us an answer! ”

Wu Shi Yunton sometimes felt a mental shock, and Gu Jun's figure was shaking over there. His hands dripped more blood.

She knew that he was in danger and that, although his mind was firm, he would be in great trouble if he hesitated to wander.

“Xian Jun, be careful!” She shouted, even though the dream was shaking, "that guy wasn't human! None of those clones are human! It's all black liquefied. Be careful! ”

Tick, tick.

Gu Jun's left hand's blood is still dripping.

Wu Shiyu, not knowing whether he had received it or not, heard him say: “I don't think either of you are the clones of Lieutenant Cao, but you do have his DNA information. Since you want me to believe that you cloned it from Lieutenant Cao, it doesn't have a right hand, but it has the same scar, isn't it more real? ”

“Why do you have to have a right hand? Maybe, because you're the right hand, the other limb. ”

Gu Jun said this, Wu Shiyu didn't fully understand it, but the scenery around him was turbulent, and the shadows of Cao's face appeared to be illusory.

“You have the shadow of a black goat that reminds me of that black liquid. So I guess you're the exotic, regenerating body of Lieutenant Cao's right hand that jumped into the swamp, like an earthworm divided into two pieces, and you can turn into two earthworms.

Li Liangbin's body in the grass over there, too, was just a split hand, not a real clone. ”

Heterogeneous? Regenerators?

From those illusions, Wu Shiyu really blurred to see a swollen, black right hand with bundles of exogenous tubes in the bone, black fluid pouring.

From right hand to shoulder to torso, neck, head, lower limbs...

A little bit of rapid agglomeration and growth, like several times faster plant-growth documentaries, only grows human flesh, not long after, a whole human body is regenerated, it is Cao Yicheng's face.

A regenerator from the right hand...

“Xian Jun, you're right!” Wu Shiyu shouted loudly, "One hand became one person, eh, its right hand was broken, two changed! ”

From one right hand to the whole shadow before the dead forest.

Gu Jun over there said again: “The real Li Liangbin and Wang Yong are all dead on the tree. I just gave them an autopsy. The marks on their face have not changed and I made the stitching. And the real Cao is also smart... not here, nor has he succumbed to you.

If you want to achieve real clones, there are other conditions.

The mental loss of the body? Or is there a connection between the alien world and the Black Goat of the Forest? Like a baby? Without connections, even if this is the goat's womb of Montenegro, the black liquid becomes more powerful and cloning cannot be achieved without meeting all the conditions. ”

“What about your left finger?” The face of Cao Yichuang is moving, as if it were about to break apart. "Don't you have a strong connection with the alien world? ”

“You can't clone me because I have such strong connections.” Gu Jun said, "Because my right hand is Langton's hand. ”

Langton, who has never believed in the Goddess of Dark Life, has fought his power all his life.

That connection, it's not the right carrier.

“As for this finger, you've used something similar to a wound that can be repaired, and you've done a little tricking to confuse me. ”

Gu Jun said, turning his head slightly and looking around the next time, "But it doesn't work. Not because my body is unique, but because some mental connections are unique. Salt rain, I heard you. Thanks for the heads-up. Did you dream of me? ”

At this time, Wu Shiyu's heart beat a little faster and the dream woke up.

I told you not to move.