In the flesh-and-blood passage, organs throbbed against the walls, blood vessels stretched across the ceiling, and countless streaks of blood surged in them.

Compared with when Chen Ge first came in, the world behind the door also began to change, like a sleeping person slowly waking up.

Walking through the corridor, Chen Ge heard the sound of two people talking from the No. 7 corpse house.

"I heard the experiment failed again?"

"yes, all dead, and no one can come out of that room. It's scary, hopefully never my turn. ”

"The beauty you think, it is estimated that the next batch will be the two of us, have you noticed that there are very few newcomers in the recent period?"

"I found out, maybe the test was intensified for this reason, and there was an accident outside."

"Actually, I sympathize with that corpse, being liked by a madman, and being tortured when he dies is not in peace."

"Shut up, it's not something we can discuss, work hard."

Chen Ge stood at the door and glanced inside, and there were two monsters talking in the room.

They only grew roughly the shape of a human being, and their faces were the same as those of normal people, but their bodies were stuck together like mud, and they didn't fall apart by the red stitches.

His gaze swept over the faces of the two monsters, and Chen Ge was a little surprised.

Although the body was pieced together, the face was their own, and Chen Ge had seen photos of the two of them in the room covered with photos outside the blood gate.

Both of them were victims of the Strange Tales Society, and one of them was none other than the father of Patient 41, the middle-aged man who had abused his own children.

Chen Ge didn't rush into the No. 7 corpse vault, his brain was racing, and everything he saw in front of him was roughly consistent with his guess.

These two should be the logistics personnel mentioned by Liu Zhengyi, they are composed of the remnants of the victims of the Strange Talk Association, and directly serve the "principal".

"For the tiger?" Chen Ge directly came up with this word in his mind, in his opinion, the Strange Talk Association is indeed an organization without the slightest bottom line, after people die, they have to take away the cruelties of the victims and force them to do things for themselves.

"Wait, I'll get you all out." Chen Ge clenched the skull crusher hammer, squatted at the corner of the corridor, and used his pupils to secretly look at the seventh warehouse.

The two monsters lifted the blood cloth from the ground, revealing a corpse inside, which looked like it had been brought in from the world outside the door.

They lifted the body and placed it on a cart, facing the door of the morgue.

"Ready, open the cabinet."

One of the monsters stood nervously next to the morgue, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand full of sewing marks, and unlocked the lock.

At the moment when the lock circlip flicked, the thick door of the morgue was directly knocked open, and countless thick blood vessels stuck out like a giant python.

The other monster was very experienced, and the cabinet door moved away, and immediately pushed the car forward.

When the blood vessels stretched out, it pushed the corpse in the car right in front of the blood vessels.

The veins wrapped around the corpse like the tentacles of an octopus, dragging it deeper into the morgue.

"Close the cabinet door!"

The two monsters worked together to close the cabinet door, but when it was locked, an accident occurred, and a blood vessel came out of the gap and wrapped around the arm of one of the monsters.

There was like a mouth full of fangs at the tip of the vessel, and it directly broke the monster's forearm.

The door was still being slammed, and it was as if several beasts were closing in the cabinet.

The arm was taken away, and the monster did not cry out in pain, as if it had long been accustomed to it, and it took advantage of the retreat of the veins to close the lock.

It took more than ten seconds for the morgue to fall silent, and the two monsters began to prepare to open the second morgue again.

It wasn't until all the bodies were sent into the cabinet that the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, by which time they were already scarred and mutilated in many parts of their bodies.

"It's finally over."

The two monsters pushed the cart away from the No. 7 warehouse, and Chen Ge quietly followed.

"They put the corpses outside the door in the morgue for those blood vessels to absorb, and this is feeding the blood-colored world?" Chen Ge looked at the thick blood vessels on the ceiling above his head, as well as the countless blood threads flowing quietly inside, and felt that this world was even more strange and deformed.

"The Strange Tales Association discovered the existence of the 'gate' five years before me, and they seem to have mastered the method of transforming the 'gate'." Chen Ge glanced inside when he passed by the No. 7 corpse vault, and felt that this place was not like a blood-colored school, but more like a blood-colored factory: "I always feel that Doctor Gao is a monster more terrifying than the 'door', this person is so crazy that I don't know what he's thinking." ”

A few meters away, there were two doctors in white coats arguing at the door of the No. 6 corpse warehouse, and there were many professional terms involving the human body in their mouths, and Chen Ge didn't understand a word anyway.

The doctor's status in this blood-colored world seems to be very high, and the two "logistics staff" do not dare to approach at all, as if it would be disrespectful to approach them.

It wasn't until the doctor left after arguing that the two monsters dared to whisper a few words to vent their dissatisfaction.

"It looks like the experiment has failed again, and the room has swallowed hundreds of people."

"Actually, it's not a failure, wasn't that corpse able to move a long time ago?"

"You know what? The body was alive, but the soul had long since dissipated, and the madman was trying to find his wife's soul. The soul and the corpse are combined, and this can barely be counted as a person. ”

"I don't understand, it doesn't have anything to do with me anyway. Let's hurry up, we'll get to the place where that crazy old man lives, if he encounters him, something will definitely happen again. ”

"If you don't say it, I'll forget."

The two monsters kept their mouths shut, slowing down as they passed Morgue Four, for fear of making a noise.

But what they didn't expect was that an old man was standing behind the door of the No. 4 morgue, and when he saw someone coming, he opened the door directly.

"You two stand there!" The old man's voice was very stern and unsmiling, and it made people feel frightened when they listened to it.

"Dr. Wei, are you looking for us?" The two monsters huddled together, not daring to approach.

"Answer me a question." The old man had a pair of eagle eyes and a sharp gaze.

The monster was stared at by the old man and didn't dare to resist, and nodded reluctantly: "What do you want to ask?" ”

His lips moved, and the old man was puzzled: "Am I dead or not?" ”

As soon as this question was asked, the blood vessels in the passage began to accelerate, and the organs on the walls beat more violently.

"Aren't you alive and well?" The two monsters squeezed out a smile.

"But I remember I'm dead, right?" The old man's eyebrows wrinkled together and began to ponder.

One of the monsters quietly dragged the other, and they slowly retreated into the depths of the hallway, trotting away.