December 22, 1784.

Today is the first day of the official observational study, and rooms 3, 4, and 5 have all been filled with new patients.

Patient No. 3 has mild symptoms, and only when he approaches the night of the full moon will he become a complete beast.

I asked him to take my latest antidote every day, which was a proportional blend of the fish-man's severed fingers, the orc's eyeballs, the baby's tears, and three auxiliary herbs.

Patient No. 3 was fine on the first day of taking the antidote, and perhaps the antidote really played a role this time.

Patient 4 has basically become a semi-animal, he has lost his ability to speak, and his behavior has become violent and rude, but there are some special words that he can still understand, such as the fact that every time I say the name of his daughter Lori, he will sit down obediently.

Patient Five is no longer human, at least in my opinion, he has no hope of a cure, but he can still leave his worth, so I vivisected him.

Orcs have much tougher skin than humans, but can easily slice through their bodies with the characteristic mercury knives.

I heard that many hunters also use mercury bullets to harvest orcs on hunting nights.

"It turned out to be mercury."

Seeing this, Yang Ke finally understood the methods of the Dark Night Organization to deal with the orcs.

Although he can't hold a gun in the modern world, he can prepare a few mercury knives for self-defense.

That way, he wouldn't have to cut his own hands to hurt the orcs if he faced them.

Yang Ke now just wanted to avoid using his self-healing ability as much as possible, because he was afraid that the more times he healed, the more dangerous he would become.

Also, why are the antidote recipes mentioned by Cagle in his diary all strange materials?

He can still understand the baby's tears, after all, there is also a legend of the child's urine in reality, but what the hell is the severed finger of the fishman and the eyeballs of the orcs?

What is a fishman?

Mermaids?

Yang Ke really couldn't figure it out, so he could only continue to look down.

December 23, 1784.

The antidote failed.

Patient Three suddenly went berserk and turned into a half-beast, half-fish monster, with fish scales and fur mixed together, claws growing from his five fingers, fins growing between his fingers, and an extra eye growing from his forehead, but it was not at all uncontrollably spinning.

I tried to communicate with him, but he only wanted to attack me.

It was a failed attempt, but fortunately it still had the value of dissection.

December 24, 1784.

Through the anatomy comparison of patient No. 5 and patient No. 3, it can be found that the bestialization of orcs is an irreversible process, and the only solution is to extract the black blood in their bodies and replace it with human blood.

December 25, 1785.

The exchange transfusion process was very successful, but I ignored the rejection of the blood, and patient 4 died of convulsions shortly after the exchange transfusion, which lasted only 30 seconds.

But at least it's been a good start, and I see hope for a cure for the beast's disease, Harriet, trust me, you'll be fine soon.

That's all for the translation of the diary.

Yang Ke's mood was a little complicated after reading it, he didn't expect that after doing so many inhumane experiments, Cagle would still come to the conclusion that it was blood exchange.

Although exchange transfusion technology has been developed in modern society, it is not so easy to approve exchange transfusion under the legal route.

He is a normal person who is not sick or sick, and it is strange that he will agree to go to the hospital for blood exchange.

But in any case, at least there is such a backup.

When he's really desperate, try again.

But the clue to cure the beast's disease seems to have been interrupted here, so can we really only try to contact the Dark Night Organization to see if they have any progress in this regard?

There are too many uncertainties in rushing to an unknown organization.

Let's read all of Cagle's observation diary first.

Next, Yang Ke read it a few times compared with the translation and the original text, although he couldn't read many words, but at least he remembered what these words roughly meant.

Yang Ke didn't know how long he had been watching, and suddenly felt a little pain in his head.

And for some reason, he always faintly heard the creaking sound.

It seems to be far away in the sky, and it seems to be close at hand.

Yang Ke looked up suspiciously, and found that the rocking chair was shaking by himself, and the creaking sound seemed to come from the rocking chair.

The one-eyed book didn't wake up, could it be that the wind blew?

But the windows of the study were closed.

Yang Ke tried to open the window before, but found that the window in the study was locked and could not be opened at all.

The situation of the rocking chair being windless and automatic was inexplicably a little weird, and Yang Ke couldn't calm down and memorize it after seeing it, so he could only get up and walk around.

But when he walked to the front of the rocking chair, he was surprised to see a small skeleton sitting on the rocking chair, swinging its legs and swaying its body.

The little skeleton was about the height of Yang Ke's calf, and it didn't have eyeballs, but it seemed to have vision, because when Yang Ke moved, its eyes always followed him.

Its mouth is open and gives the impression of smiling all the time.

And the little skeleton's head shook frequently from side to side, making a creaking sound, which was exactly what Yang Ke heard.

What is this?

Yang Ke subconsciously took two steps back and held the crutch hanging next to the desk in his hand.

But the little skeleton didn't seem to have any intention of attacking him at all, just sitting on the rocking chair and shaking.

Yang Ke was in a stalemate with the little skeleton for more than half an hour, but it didn't move at all, and even the size of its mouth did not change in the slightest.

Could it be that this little skeleton, like the one-eyed book, will no longer have the desire to attack as long as its needs are satisfied?

But what are its needs?

Sitting in a rocking chair and rocking yourself?

Yang Ke didn't dare to take it lightly, he sat back at the desk with his crutches, and then vigilantly observed the little skeleton's every move.

I don't know how long it has been, Yang Ke's vision is a little blurry, he knows that he is about to wake up, what is this little skeleton, wait for him to confirm it next time he dreams.

When he opened his eyes again, the alarm of his phone was ringing in his ears.

There were no accidents in this dream, and sure enough, as long as you didn't break into those strange rooms, you wouldn't put yourself in danger.

Yang Ke got up to wash up, and suddenly heard a frequent creaking sound.

He was startled and hurriedly turned on the light.

I saw that the little skeleton was sitting on the computer chair next to Yang Ke's bed at this time, swinging his legs and staring at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Squeak squeak......