The Gao Chuan clones all over the ground are piled up like garbage in the garbage dump, and the people who don't feel that they can't clean up here have the intention of cleaning up, not so much as putting them out as a deterrent, or understaffed, it's more like being too lazy to pay attention to them, there is a chilling indifference wandering among these corpses, at this moment, Buzuo seems to hear the ghost wailing sound of these Gao Chuan clones, and he even feels that some of the corpses are not dead yet, and he will inadvertently see a certain Gao Chuan clone rolling his eyelids, Glaring at himself with a terrible expression. Even though the killer had seen many corpses and done some cruel methods to facilitate the disposal of corpses, he should have been accustomed to them, but the fear of the illusion was still born in his emotions, growing like weeds.

This uncontrollable emotion made the husband can't help but freeze his body, and it took a few seconds to be able to twitch his face, but the chill on his body has not faded. Originally, there were many conjectures about the owner of this facility, and he would not have subjectively thought that the other party was a good person, or how reliable he was in the current hospital, but the choice he could make was often between the bad option and the worse option, and that was the only way. However, such a meeting gift, whether the other party intended it or not, made the husband have a much lower impression of him. He has seen many cruel people, and in the modern age when the concept of money is rampant, there are many people who disregard human life, but throwing a large number of corpses at "home" without feeling the slightest inappropriateness is obviously an anti-social and anti-human personality.

Even if it was to intimidate the enemy, there were more and better ways to deal with it, but the pile of corpses was still indifferently still in the place where people lived. The person behind the scenes hiding in this facility is obviously completely unable to see it from the perspective of a normal human. People who are worse than such a guy have never been seen without being a husband, and the things embodied in these corpses in front of him, the inner hidden under the outside, are already the extremes that no husband has ever seen.

Bu Zuofu has realized that he must readjust his mentality and perspective, and what awaits him in front of him may not be the "person" he imagined.

He cautiously walked over the corpses, but in reality, the corpses all over the ground gave him nowhere to stay, and these corpses were stacked on top of each other, and either the corpses were moved away and cleared a way, or they had to step on the corpses. Subjectively, without paying attention, wading through these corpses one foot at a time was one of the worst experiences of the husband over the years. Fortunately, the corpses were still fresh - perhaps not a good thing, because of this fresh breath that made him feel that he was constantly being stared at by "living corpses" - he did not smell any of the smell of decay, and the touch from his feet was so soft that he almost felt that the bones of these corpses had softened.

After examining the corpse a little before, comparing it to the touch coming from under his feet now, he couldn't help but concentrate on looking for more detailed clues again. Although there are traces of fighting and killing everywhere, but on these Gao Chuan clones, compared with their wounds, it slightly made him feel that his previous judgment was worth questioning - he thought that these Gao Chuan clones were killed by cannibalism, but when he walked on these corpses, there was an intuition that made him feel that it was not just cannibalism, these corpses were indescribably strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.

So far, he has found no conclusive evidence that led to the cannibalism of these Takakawa clones, and all speculations are based on clues that can be found with the human body senses at the scene. There may be some clues that must be seen through the instrument, but Buzuofu no longer has such capital.

Strange things, cruel things, things that make people feel sick to their stomachs, as he walks through this passage without a husband, constantly stirs in his mind, and those hallucinations and auditory hallucinations that he can't get used to no matter what, are getting clearer and stronger, and his back sometimes feels cold for no reason, but when he turns around, he can't see anything strange.

The formid, terrible ghost, if there is, must be cursing itself. I can't help but think so.

Then, the lights that kept flashing in front of him finally stopped, and the distance he had traveled was at least a kilometer away in a straight line. When the corpse of the last Takagawa clone disappeared behind him, Buzuofu smelled a new smell, which was also a very familiar smell to himself, and it was an undisguised smell. It was a smell that Dr. Ander could often smell on him, but it was not a disinfectant, perfume, preservative, or any other common smell of medicine, and the reason why he was familiar with it was because of the peculiarity of the smell that was emitted by the substances that were necessary for the preparation of special drugs in the hospital. Rao is not a husband who has a wide range of knowledge, and only after coming to this isolated island hospital and joining the research ranks did he know the existence of this substance - it is extracted from the human body by a special method, and it seems to be a substance innovatively discovered by the isolated island hospital, which has not yet been announced to the outside world, and there is no official scientific name, only one NTZ48 number, and when it acts on the human body, it has the most drastic impact on the brain, and it is easy to form physiological dependence.

To put it simply, the addition of this substance to make a special drug can indeed control the condition of patients with doomsday syndrome for a period of time, but it also sometimes causes each specific drug to be unable to be used a second time, and after stopping taking the new specific drug, the patient will quickly break down physically and mentally.

The reuse of substances extracted from the human body on human beings is not a new method in medicine, and has been used since ancient times. However, in modern times it is necessary to morally modify some of the means and redefine the scope of "standards of humanity". As for Buzuo, even if he knew about such a situation, he didn't feel bad, and he used this kind of substance in his research.

However, since the same smell is smelled in this place, it means that there is always research on special drugs here, because this smell is actually easy to dissipate, and the air in this underground facility is fresh, and it is obvious that the ventilation work is excellent. As long as you stop researching, the smell will be difficult for the human nose to smell for about a minute.

The last light did not actually reach the end of the passage, and there was a shadow that grew deeper and thicker ahead until it became completely dark, and he was not prepared to go into the darkness. Under the last light of the passage under the last light there are doors on each side, and the husband instinctively uses his sense of smell to determine which door the familiar smell is coming from, and then chooses the other door opposite - although the place where the smell comes out is probably being researched into special drugs, however, in this isolated hospital, most of the drugs are made in a closed and sterilized vacuum environment, so people are generally in another room to remotely control the automation equipment, and no real person is allowed to enter these production rooms.

When Buzuofu stood in front of the door, the door opened automatically, and a large amount of cryogenic gas leaked out of the door shaft, making him unable to see the inside of the door for a while. When he cleared the mist, he couldn't help but freeze at the door. For the scene in that room was beyond all the metaphors he could have imagined, and it was an indescribable anomaly. We don't talk about colors, we don't talk about shapes, because it's a very complex thing, and although there are some things that retain the style of the common sense of "tubes", more of them are things that don't know how to describe them. Glossy, non-glossy, metallic, non-metallic, polymeric, decomposed, and even, for a few seconds, I feel that there is an atomic structure exposed in front of me, and I can see it directly with the naked eye.

This huge space and high dome room has a special texture that cannot be expressed by the doorway, making people feel that they have not walked into a room from a room, but from a room into a different world that is completely different from their own cognition. He subconsciously glanced at his feet, and sure enough, the floor under his feet had become transparent, as if it no longer existed, and there was no touch from the soles of his feet, as if he was just standing in the void, and under his feet was the boundless desolate universe, the starlight was sparse, and the movement of everything was slow compared to this eternal void.

If you can still feel the support of the ground, these sights are shocking, but there is nothing beyond imagination. Although he can't do this dazzling look without being a husband, he does make some immersive pictures. However, if you don't have a sense of touch, it's not the same thing.

"Hello, don't be a husband." A voice woke up the shocked man, he raised his eyes, but he couldn't see the slightest figure, only the voice echoed in the room: "I have recovered the chip on your body, and the general situation is known, but for some reason, I will still give you a chance to choose." ”

Buzuo didn't pay attention to the content of the voice, because as soon as the voice appeared, he felt that he actually knew the person, and he immediately remembered who the other person was. There were so many distractions in his mind that he couldn't control the effects of the doomsday syndrome on his mental activity and mental state, but he still caught it before that flash of light was swallowed up by other thoughts—

“…… It's you? Dorothy? The face of the husband was stiff, this was a result he had never thought of, but after knowing it, he could come up with a lot of clues related to it. Almost as soon as he said it, he confirmed his assumptions. Why was this never thought to be the case before? The thing at the same level as the color center was originally an important plan that the underground research was trying to complete, but it had obviously been completed a long time ago, and the core raw material used was the little friend of the color system, the one who was also injected with the initial special medicine, but it was not as unlucky as the other three girls named Hachijing, Sakiya and Marceau, but in a sense, it was not a girl who was more fortunate than the color system.

Yes, why didn't you think of it earlier? In order to be on par with the color center, then it is theoretically the easiest way to achieve it by using raw materials that are similar to the "color system". Although the premise of the color centering is that it already has the ability to connect with patients with doomsday syndrome, it is not impossible to artificially imitate similar abilities from something that is almost close in nature.

Dorothy's identity background and pathological status are clearly the best choice for this choice. Whether it is interpersonal relationships, personal experience, or even subsequent changes in the condition, it is the closest to the color of the situation. However, these hindsights did not make any sense, and the husband was only shocked that he had never thought of this situation, not surprised that Dorothy would be here and that she would be in this state of existence at this time.

Dorothy's medical records must have been altered. The husband can only think so, and before and after Dorothy's disappearance, there is not enough information to leak out, and there are many conditions to pursue it. The task that Buzuo took over was to lurk in the hospital, monitor the progress of research and contribute his own strength, and use it as a knife from the inside "when necessary", rather than pursuing all kinds of shady operations that happened in the hospital.

Extrapolating from Dorothy's situation, there is no doubt that she must have been isolated from the core of the hospital's research. It's ridiculous that the self-proclaimed keen self has never been aware of it.

This Dorothy, who is talking to herself, is obviously the result of the hospital's underground research that best matches the color center - an artificial center that can connect with the mental consciousness of patients with doomsday syndrome.

"Yes, I'm Dorothy." The voice said, but there was no figure in sight.

I don't think it's strange, although I don't know what the specific situation of the color center is, but, theoretically speaking, the human body is definitely not something that can be accommodated by this level of change. Dorothy wasn't hiding, she was probably in front of her all the time, but she was bound by people's ideas and didn't see her. In this room, the indescribable and indescribable scenes in that huge space, maybe all of them are "Dorothy", and even the visible part is only a part of her, in fact, her whole is even larger, more unimaginable. It was a form that had lost her human form, and finally transcended common sense, and completely matched her performance and function.

And she must also be the core hub of this underground facility. Bu Zuofu even thought that those seemingly normal pathways were probably already part of her.

"You made the Takakawa clones, and you killed them?" Bu Zuofu was finally able to use a clue to connect those suspicions in his heart. It's not so much his problem as it is his affirmation.