The small storage tank was filled with formalin, and a pile of tattered remains soaked in it.
This is a typical body that fell to death, and the floor that fell should be quite high. The body is completely fragmented, and it is just barely pieced together into a human body. It seemed that the head had landed on the ground, and the skull was shattered and twisted away, only relying on the already highly atrophied skin and flesh to still pull the shape.
Since the time of death was not long and the treatment was timely, the body was not very corrupt. Except for the swelling of the rotten abdomen, everything else was very fresh.
This newness also makes the corpse all the more terrifying...
Two vaguely recognizable eyeballs floated on the skull, making one feel an indescribable chill.
"Hmm..." Although Cai Zixuan had just come out of the dissection room before coming here, his vision was shocked when he looked at the corpse.
Only then did Sun Yuheng and Liu Hong realize that the corpses they dissected before were still relatively intact, and the hundreds of corpses in this storage room may all be in this kind of rotten and mutilated appearance...
Blank, and still blank. Gu Jun watched with a heavy face, but there was a glimmer of light surging in front of his eyes, which was the touch of this blank phantom...
"Gu Jun, how's it going?" Wang Ruoxiang asked, frowning. At this moment, she also felt that there was something wrong with the corpse, but she couldn't tell if she didn't understand it.
"Come on, continue to open." Gu Jun and her put down the cover in their hands, walked to the storage tank next to it, lifted the cover and opened it, and there was another pile of fuzzy flesh and blood in formalin, and the various body tissues were chaotic. to overlap.
Different from the kinks and disarray of the patients with different ficus disease, this is a broken mess that cannot be reassembled after being smashed.
The sense of touch in Gu Jun's heart became stronger, his heart rate also accelerated, and the sound of violent heartbeats appeared in his consciousness...
"Next!" He said, and together with Wang Ruoxiang, he opened another storage tank next to him.
The smell of formalin in the storage room became stronger and more pungent, and the storage tanks were opened one by one, exposing the broken remains.
Everyone didn't understand what Gu Jun was doing, but they could vaguely feel the indescribable weirdness surrounding him.
"Empty, empty." Gu Jun murmured, seeing one corpse after another, his heart rate was uncomfortably fast, "These... are all empty shells."
Empty shell? A flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his heart, breaking through the fog, and he understood this emptiness even more...
These corpses have no soul, and there is no trace that the soul has ever lived.
Is it because the nervous system of the corpse is all atrophied, and every nerve cell has long since died
Or because of the fall from a great height, and with the great pain of relief brought at once, everything is like a dream shattered
Unlike normal remains, which always have some marks, they are all a pile of pure flesh and decay, as if it has never been... This is the kind of blankness.
"Ah." As soon as Gu Jun thought about it, his head started to ache, and the tactile sensation was gradually condensing into an illusion, but it was not yet an illusion that could be formed.
His connection to the illusion wasn't strong enough... If it was before, he wouldn't have been able to grasp these glimpses.
But now, he is unhurriedly concentrating his mental power, using super sensory perception skills, trying his best to block out his other senses, and focusing all his mental power on the "voice" of the illusion, he seems to hear Here comes... thunder.
In an instant, Gu Jun felt that he had drifted away from the body storage room and entered an illusion.
There was a dull thunder, like the sky was collapsing, which made his heart contract involuntarily.
There was violent heavy rain under the black night sky, and the loose and rotten soil was washed away by the rain, and some fell into a deep pit with the water...
He immediately saw that there was a coffin buried at the bottom of the pit, and the soil was dug up.
It was an ancient wooden coffin, the wood had rotted in many places, and the color of the wood had turned a strange brown-black layer, and there were some inexplicable carvings on the coffin.
Suddenly, with a snap, a hand rested on the coffin from above...
This hand was as thin as a bone, and the wrinkled skin was covered with clumps of fungus. The withered fingers were connected with long and pointed nails like claws, and a few blood vessels could be seen on the back of the hand besides the plaque. They all burst into flames, black blood seemed to flow in their veins.
What kind of creature is this...? It doesn't have a horny cortex, it's not the kind of alien that wreaks havoc on the alien world...
Gu Jun wanted to see the body that this hand belonged to, but he couldn't see it because of the limited viewing angle. This impatience also caused the illusion to shake a little.
Hold on, hold on. He remembered what Master Tong had taught him, to calm himself down, not to try to see a certain picture clearly, but to feel the illusion itself.
To understand chaos is not to make it out of chaos, chaos is chaos.
Boom, there was another thunder, and some chaotic scenes suddenly churned and turbulent in his mind.
Crooked street signs, dancing crows, vague inscriptions, torrential rain, dark sky, withered old trees, and old tombstones that have fallen.
This is a cemetery...
The rain continued to wash away, and one of the tombs was empty. The coffin inside was pulled out and placed on the edge of the tombstone, and the coffin cover was thrown aside.
Around the coffin, there were several strange figures lying on top of the coffin. Are they human beings... It is a humanoid creature with a head, limbs and torso, which is indistinct, but the strange hand just now undoubtedly belongs to this kind of creature...
Their hands and heads were stuck into the dark coffin, and there was a sound, which seemed to be... the sound of gnawing...
Suddenly, Gu Jun's head hurt sharply again, and he saw an extremely dirty, vile, and chilling scene. The blurred and ugly face of this creature came into his mind, and it grabbed something rotten and stuffed it into its mouth Then, rot drips from its mouth...
In its hand, there is a silent, cloudy thing that seems to be looking directly at him.
It was a rotten eyeball.
This scene exploded in his head, the pain and dizziness overwhelmed him immediately, he almost screamed out!
He already understood what this creature was, and understood a lot.
"Gu Jun, Gu Jun!?"
"It can't be done, the lips are purple, it seems to be a myocardial infarction, and it needs to be rescued immediately!"
A nervous cry came gradually, pulling Gu Jun's mind back from the nightmarish vision.
"Ah..." Gu Jun took a deep breath, and the scene in front of him became clear, only to realize that he was already lying on the side of the corpse storage tank, so close to the tattered corpse in the tank, that he could even see the dry corpse on it clearly. blood vessels and nerves.
Wang Ruoxiang was supporting him and said anxiously, "Call someone quickly!"
Just when Cai Zixuan and the others were about to act urgently, Gu Jun gasped and said, "I'm fine, no need... that's why I came here..."
He forced himself to stand up, and said to the doubtful crowd: "The specific situation is confidential, so I can't say more..."
"Are you sure you're okay?" Wang Ruoxiang just asked, "Sit down for a while."
"No, I have to report to Professor Qin and the others... You should cover these storage tanks."
After Gu Jun finished speaking, he nodded to them and walked out of the storage room. His body was still shaking a little, but his pace became faster and faster.
Although after seeing this illusion, his current mental state has become very poor and empty, but he knows something.
The remains of nightmare patients are empty shells without any trace of soul.
He suspected that their souls had been sacrificed to another being. Not erased, but devoured. Their souls are a kind of food.
They were called away, and they were calling for something.
These blank, rotting bodies are another kind of food.
With a calm face, Gu Jun ignored the suspicious greeting from the administrator, and walked quickly through the corridor.
He looked at the system panel in his mind-the abyss task that had appeared in the task list for a long time, but had no chance to access relevant information before.
[Abyss Mission: Complete the dissection of 1 ghoul within a week. Task Reward: Unknown]
The creature in the vision of the cemetery just now is a ghoul.