Finally got what I needed, this trip was worth it.
Fu Anan looked at the man next to her who was constantly washing his hands with mineral water, "Brother Qiang."
Brother Qiang was hit hard by the rotting corpses. He felt nauseous and just wanted to wash away the smell around his nose. He asked absentmindedly,
"What's wrong?"
"I also need a more private place."
There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the hotel, and it would be difficult to hide several bodies if we bring them back.
Brother Qiang: …
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Half an hour later
Brother Qiang’s villa was requisitioned.
Several corpses were lying in a mess in the living room. Fu Anan, holding a knife in his hand, looked at the corpses on the long table and thought about where to start the dissection.
"Are you sure, sister?"
Brother Qiang showed strong suspicion in his eyes, "That's a kitchen knife you're holding."
Fu Anan exclaimed, "Yes, you have an opinion about the kitchen knife?"
"No, I just feel... it's not appropriate."
Brother Qiang expressed his opinion tactfully. He had previously thought that this girl was a professional.
Fu Anan looked at the burly Brother Qiang, then looked at herself who was weak and small, then nodded, agreeing with his point of view.
"It's quite inappropriate. Brother Qiang, please come."
Brother Qiang took the kitchen knife in confusion, glanced at Fu Anan, then looked at the corpse he had carried back with his own hands, feeling mixed emotions.
A body was dissected.
Peel off that layer of human skin and you'll see a monster inside.
The dark red ring-shaped tentacles extended from the mouth to the throat and all the way to the esophagus. Connected to the tentacles was an irregular mass of flesh, which was completely different in color from the tentacles after being washed with water.
It's a light flesh pink color.
Disgustingly pink.
It is covered with blood vessels, which are larger than the lung lobes and beat slightly like a heart.
Brother Qiang felt unwell and started to retch.
"Is this thing still alive?"
"I don't know." Fu Anan took two steps back, "Brother Qiang, give it two slashes."
This is just… exciting.
"Head, and head."
Fu Anan covered her mouth, suppressed her nausea and continued speaking.
When my head was opened, it felt really sour.
An extremely thick flesh tube extended from the pink piece of flesh, climbed and extended along the spine of the corpse, and the end was inserted into the hypothalamus of the corpse.
Countless tree-like tiny blood vessels have differentiated from the flesh tubes, interweaving and entangling the entire brain.
When the small network of blood vessels were pulled out, the thin threads growing on them were all stuck in the brain.
It seems that we know why these parasites can imitate their hosts so closely.
Brother Qiang hugged the trash can and was about to vomit stomach acid.
"Little sister, do you want to dissect the remaining bodies?"
"Do a dissection." Fu Anan nodded. She couldn't stand this scene either, but she brought back five bodies in total, so of course each one had to be examined.
"I feel like the way these infected people died is a little different."
For example, the one they dissected had a very obvious muzzle on his head.
It was obvious that he had been killed.
However, there were several bodies that had no wounds on their bodies, but their facial features were covered in dark red blood.
"Brother Qiang, come and take a look at this." Fu Anan chose a death with a different appearance.
When this corpse was opened, it was indeed completely different from the previous one.
There is nothing in the abdomen except a lot of fluid, including the heart, liver, lungs, intestines, etc.
The yellowish sticky liquid in the stomach drained away, revealing a bunch of shrunken ring-shaped tentacles and a black lump of flesh slightly larger than a fist.
It's very different from the previous one.
Brother Qiang's eyes widened, "What's going on with these two?"
Fu Anan covered his nose and thought for a moment, "It should be that one parasite succeeded and the other failed."
(End of this chapter)