I don’t know how much time has passed.
When Yi Chen opened his eyes again, there was only a wooden boat left in the center of the lake, and there was no trace of the female doctor and Lorian.
However, his completely severed right half was wrapped in a special 'hemostatic plastic wrap' and placed on the bow.
According to Yi Chen's request, a faint moon mark was branded on the right half of his body. Under the effect of the mark, he would be in a hidden state that was invisible to others, and no one would find him even if he was buried at the bottom of the lake.
Looking at the half body at the bow, Yi Chen suddenly lowered his head to look at the "other right half" of his body.
There are no traces of stitching, just slight differences compared to before.
The new 'right half' of the body is slightly whiter, and even has a slight silver luster under the moonlight.
Such subtle differences can be easily concealed by gentleman's clothing.
Just as Yi Chen was quickly getting dressed, Yue Hen's exclamation voice suddenly came from his body.
"William, when did you have this kind of thing in your body? Such a surging vitality, no wonder you didn't show any signs of life passing during the operation."
Oh! It was the last time, right? The time when I helped you. You seemed to be in a special area full of life.
And this umbilical cord seems to be very repulsive to me, the 'foreigner'. I need to make it quiet down immediately, or I will have to do the operation again. 』
While Yue Hen was speaking, Yi Chen could also feel the strong disturbance of the umbilical cord in his abdomen. He immediately tried to communicate with the umbilical cord and convey this idea to him.
Slowly, the abdominal disturbance gradually disappeared.
"This is a gift from a good friend, don't worry about it."
"I'm not interested in this kind of thing. Anyway, I can smell a feminine scent from it. Are you two-timing now? William."
"Don't talk nonsense..."
"Also, your right half is now part of me. Do you want to try your weapon made of moon mouse? The effect may be a little different."
Since Yi Chen accepted Yue Hen's temporary union, he would not deliberately reject the other party's opinions and suggestions.
Take out the "Moon of Massacre" from the suitcase.
When the fingers are inserted into the mechanism and the axe handle is pulled to cut into a full moon pattern.
Under the spotlight of the moon, the axe blade exuded a silvery luster far beyond usual, and even became a little ethereal, appearing and disappearing.
Yi Chen could intuitively feel that once the axe hit the target, it would leave a deeper moon mark, doubling the effect.
"You humans are pretty good. You can use the diseased core of that useless rat to forge a weapon that is almost flawless."
That’s all for now~ I’m going to take a break, you should take care of things here and start climbing as soon as possible.
If you delay too long, your body may unconsciously retain some of my body, so don't come to me if you have any side effects in the future. 』
As Yuehen's voice faded away, the spotlights falling through the gaps in the clouds also turned off, and everything returned to silence.
Yi Chen's expression didn't change much, he just raised his hand to check the time on his watch.
The communication and surgery took a total of five hours, and the sun would rise soon.
He picked up the 'right half of his body' wrapped in plastic wrap and dived to the bottom of the lake with a standard dive action.
During the diving process, you can clearly see that the color of Lenghu Lake has become close to black and the visibility is extremely low.
The burial area in the center of the lake was covered with black hair, and there was no place to stand. It was weird and creepy.
"It seems that this guy, Little Grape, can really squeeze all the resources out of Lenghu Cemetery..."
Yi Chen did not choose the center of the lake, but buried his right half of his body in an inconspicuous middle circle area that was not affected by the black hair.
Complete the burial,
I reconnected the plant connection with Little Grape and went back to the boat to catch up on some sleep as if nothing had happened.
…
Cemetery manager's room.
The lame Field had a full four-hour discussion with Reagan.
Field was shocked to see this obese young man who even took a chicken leg with him when he left the hotel.
What he talked about in his words, whether it was the understanding of concepts such as corpses, cemeteries, burials, etc., or the idea of combining these things with contemporary technology, all met or even exceeded Field's inner standards.
This is not something a young person would say.
In Field's opinion, this young man has the conditions to open a cemetery, and a scientific cemetery that has never existed before, equipped with a power generation device.
After the discussion, the lame Field didn't know how to restore the consciousness of the body with only one bone left.
Out of admiration for the young man in front of him, he lifted up his sleeves and took off the bone bracelet on his wrist.
"If the cemetery is removed, this kind of grave-guarding item will be useless to me... Since I can't help you regain consciousness, this thing will be your compensation.
The bracelet was made by me personally, and it will allow you to communicate with 'her' better to avoid situations where you lose control."
When Reagan took the cold and wet bone bracelet, his gentleman's suit immediately read the relevant prop information.
"Chain of Shackles" - A few special corpses will continue to grow during burial, and an extra cervical vertebra protrudes from the epidermis, also known as the "chain bone". The bracelet is made by melting multiple sections of chain bones, which can enhance the wearer's mental control.
Reagan, who read the information from the bracelet, had a very obvious zooming process.
"Thank you, Mr. Field."
"With your perception, you can definitely use this thing normally. Let's stop here for tonight. Staying up late is not a good habit. You should go back and rest. The next journey to the Holy Grail Mountain will not be easy."
"Um."
Reagan, who left the manager's house, first returned to the lakeside. After vaguely seeing the silhouette of a boat in the center of the lake and the figure lying on it, he left immediately.
but,
When Reagan was about to walk out of the cemetery gate, he suddenly turned to the ordinary graves on the side that were not in a hurry to be moved. This kind of grave set up on the land on the shore belonged to the lowest category.
Put on the bracelet and point your palm towards the raised grave mound.
Rustle~
The grave mound moved a little, and a withered and rotten arm suddenly stretched out.
As Reagan pressed down with his palm, the zombie's arm retracted obediently, and sealed the opening with soil.
"What a great thing..."
…
evening
The three teams, which had their last meal at the hotel, will officially head to Mount Greyfriar according to their respective routes to eliminate the rooted pathogens and search for the passage.
The white-haired Lotson, who was proficient in ancient magic, looked around at the table but didn't see anyone, so he asked Reagan, who seemed to be more talkative:
"By the way, where is your captain? Why didn't he come to eat?"
"William has some personal matters to deal with with Mr. Fieldxian, so he should be here soon."
"Mr. Field? No wonder I haven't seen him today. I really envy this kind of genius. He is admired by everyone wherever he goes."
Just as everyone walked out of the hotel and prepared to board their respective carriages,
Their eyes were all directed to the east side of the town, where the cemetery was located.
A strange black fog shaped like a devil's face filled the air and was even getting thicker.
The gentlemen stationed there and even the chief doctor of the Seagull Clinic went there in person to check out the situation. After all, that was Lenghu Cemetery, the territory of the person in charge, Mr. Field.
If something happens there, the whole town will fall.
(End of this chapter)