《fall into darkness》Chapter 55: Skull
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"Yes, if you want an autopsy, isn't there one here?" Sham pointed to the living room, where there lay an old walking corpse, who should be the owner of this family.
Du Di'an shook his head slightly, "I'm going to dissect the ones that have just died. Judging from their behavior before they were alive, as for those that have been killed by hunters, I'll dissect them later to see what changes will happen to their bodies after they die. ."
"I'll go with you!" Zach gritted his teeth.
Du Dian nodded slightly, immediately equipped with a short sword, pushed open the door, and followed Zach down the corridor. One of the corridors collapsed, but it was not difficult for the two of them. It was only the height of the corridor, and they could jump directly. past.
Soon, the two came to the bottom floor, looked outside the door, and saw that the walking corpses were led away by Macon and Sham, and immediately opened the door lightly, ran to the corner of the side, and immediately saw three piled up on the ground. The corpses, although their heads were smashed, no blood came out. Du Dian stepped forward and grabbed the top walking corpse that was stabbed to death by himself, and whispered to Zach to come over and help.
Zach's face was pale, and no one wanted to approach this terrifying bloodthirsty monster again, but he still resisted the fear in his heart and stepped forward to support the other arm of the walking corpse and lift it up.
With black soft armor for isolation, Du Dian was not worried about contracting the virus and radiation on the walking corpse, and carried it back to the building with Zach.
This walking corpse is heavier than Du Di'an imagined. It seems to be a thin young man, but it feels like a fat man weighing two or three hundred pounds. Fortunately, he has been blessed twice, and his strength is that of an adult. More than three times, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to move the walking corpse.
Soon, the two carried the body to the floor where the stairs collapsed, which was the ninth floor. Du Dian put down the corpse first, and came to the room to check it out. He didn't see any hidden bone-eating mice and other dangers before he brought the walking corpse in.
The original owner of this room died, and the blood on the ground was already covered with dust. There was the corpse of a teenage boy. Judging from the long fingernails, it was also a walking corpse. It was under the table not far from the boy's corpse. , A corpse was lying down, with a very long head. It could be seen that it was a woman. The flesh and blood had been decomposed, and the corpse was also radiated into a dark, full of thick corpse odor.
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Du Dian went to the bedroom and took out some moldy and rotten quilts, covering the corpse on the ground to cover the pungent corpse odor, and then asked Zach to sweep away the scattered items in the living room to make an open space.
At this time, Sham upstairs saw that the two hadn't returned for a long time, and ran down. Seeing that they were in this room, he was relieved, but soon he looked at the walking corpse in front of Du Di'an's feet, and said in a trembling voice: "Really, do you really want to dissect it?"
Du Dian nodded firmly.
Before today, let him dissect a human-like corpse, he would never dare to do it, but now, I have seen the bloody eating scene before, and Scott and Scott who ran by in despair. Others, he gradually realized that he can only rely on himself to survive, and no one can protect him, except for the sharp blade in his own hands!
Du Di'an held the dagger and gently poked at the corpse's claws, and suddenly saw that the black and sharp claws were covered with extremely hard cuticles, as cold and hard as black iron. Like poking on steel.
"This, is this a tissue that living things can evolve..." Du Di'an was secretly shocked. In addition to the claws, the feet of this walking corpse also grew like sharp claws. The dark cuticle covered most of the soles of the feet, which was extremely hideous.
Du Di'an looked at its chest, still a little timid in his heart, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and stabbed, with a puff, the short sword pierced into its lime-gray belly, but no blood splashed out, Du Di's An heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, if he saw blood seeping out, he thought he would probably vomit. After all, Scott also said that these so-called walking corpses are all infected humans!
Slightly opened the sword body, Du Di'an saw the tissue on the bevel of its incision, and his face changed slightly. I saw that under the slate-grey skin, there was actually brown flesh, and the blood seemed to solidify in the flesh. To be precise, it was like frozen flesh. inside.
freeze?
Du Di'an thought in vain that the body of this walking corpse was exceptionally cold, not only did not have the temperature that a creature should have, but it was as cold as an ice cube, and the body was at such a freezing temperature, no wonder there was no sign of decay.
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However, the other walking corpses that Du Di'an saw were killed by hunters, but there were serious signs of decay, especially the walking corpse of the woman who died in the bathroom at the beginning. The face and body were completely decomposed.
Thinking of this, Du Di'an couldn't help looking at the boy's corpse in this room and immediately stepped forward to check.
Like other dead walking corpses, the boy's walking corpse's head was also destroyed. It was split from the middle and divided into two parts. It should have been cut with some kind of extremely tough and sharp sword. face. The boy's neck, arms, chest and other parts showed signs of decay to varying degrees. The skin was swollen like blisters. Du Di'an gently poked it with a short sword. The rotten skin was like tofu, and the tip of the sword easily penetrated into it. , seeping out dark red blood.
Du Di'an smelled the strong corpse odor emanating from it, and his stomach was nauseous, and at the same time, he was a little dazed. Why do these walking corpses rot like humans after they die, emitting the same odor?
Are these walking corpses really still alive?
If it is alive, why is there no consciousness, not even the basic instincts that living things should have? !
Du Di'an pondered silently, then got up and returned to the previous walking corpse, opened its eyelids, this is a western face, but the eyes are green, and there seem to be countless fibers in the pupils, do they track their prey, relying on this. eyes?
Du Di'an was silent, using a dagger to gently cut open its nose, inch by inch, the raised nose was suddenly cut flat, revealing two deep black nostrils, Du Di'an glanced at it, frowned slightly, and turned sideways again. Its head, cut off its ears, and scooped out a vortex around its ears.
This process made Zach and Sham look pale, and their legs trembled slightly. What they were afraid of was not the walking corpse, but Du Dian's expression at the moment, which was a very focused, very serious expression. This kind of The expression made them feel a sincere chill from the bottom of their hearts, which was even more frightening than facing a living corpse. Even years later, they still couldn't forget this scene.
At this time, Du Dian emptied the ears of the walking corpse, and immediately saw that the ears were covered with thick dust. He was surprised that these walking corpses had not had their earwax removed for more than 300 years, and their ears had already accumulated a layer of dust. Another layer, like stuffing ear cotton, the hearing should be very weak, why is it so sensitive to sound? Could it be that they have evolved new organs to replace hearing?
Du Dian pondered for a moment, pushed its chin away, and looked at its tongue. The tongue was already tattered, and it seemed that it was stabbed when biting the prey. It can be seen that this walking corpse really didn't know how to protect itself, and there was no pain.
Thinking of this, Du Di'an was startled in vain, thinking that when Scott killed the walking corpse woman, he nailed its head with a dagger, but it screamed and twitched. Since there was no pain, why would it Have such a reaction?
His eyes flickered for a moment, and suddenly he swung the dagger, cut down the corpse's mouth, cut in from the corners of the mouth on both sides, and pressed down with his palms. It fell abruptly, but there was still no blood.
Du Di'an immediately cut off its head and looked into the head from the cut chin, which was full of upper cavity and cold flesh.
He frowned slightly, a little embarrassed, but thinking that there were two spares downstairs, he immediately gritted his teeth, pierced it with a dagger, spun and stirred, and crushed the flesh and brain cells inside, and then knocked his head on the floor, Knock out all these crushed tissues.
With a thud, suddenly, a hard object rolled out of the head, fell to the ground, rolled away, and stopped at the shoulder of the walking corpse.
This is a thumb-sized, perfectly round dark blue sphere.
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