Volume 1 Section 153 Living Corpses
Su Hao's eyes were full of doubts.
He didn't understand what the hell Haig was trying to say?
Blood corpses are the evolution of zombies, they are manipulated by viruses, and the war between humans and viruses has lasted for nearly a century. Every battle was fierce, there were no prisoners, no one surrendered, only life and death, and nothing else. Zombies eat people, and humans must kill every zombie, it's as simple as that.
Haig continued to transmit consciousness: "Blood corpses do not have the ability to think independently, and their sense of intelligence is extremely low. I can control this stupid creature, and it poses no threat to you, its master. β
Before Su Hao could react, Haig had already released a command consciousness.
Under the illumination of the cold light, the expression of the bloody corpse was confused. It slowly bent down and, in standard human motion, bent its knees and fell to its knees.
It clearly did not understand the meaning of what the action meant. The blood corpse's eyes were blank, his mouth was long, drooling, and he made a rhythmic "ho-ho" sound to Su Hao.
Su Hao retracted his gaze in great surprise and focused his gaze on Worm Haig again.
The fat bug no longer curled up, it moved in the test tube for a while, and its consciousness seemed slightly active: "Great and noble master, your humble servant is always waiting to be at your disposal. β
Su Hao automatically filtered the other party's high-sounding beautiful words, and asked bluntly: "You have left your original body, and the basic system of overgrown flesh and blood has been completely destroyed." You've said it yourself that you can no longer control the mutated creatures here as you used to. Right now...... How exactly do you do that? β
Haig's ideology remains humble: "The radius of my mental energy is only fifty meters. In this range, I can command them, control them. Of course, this is only for stupid mutated creatures that are brainless, or have low intelligence. β
"Mutant creatures?"
Su Hao narrowed his eyes: "Then can other species work?" Like a dog or a mouse? Ants, mosquitoes, flies ......"
"That can't be."
Worm Haig categorically vetoed: "Only mutated species parasitized by viruses can accept my consciousness." Because I also have virus parasitism in my body, in a way, I am actually the same kind as them. Viruses usually only choose higher life as parasites. Of course, if the organism you mentioned has a virus in its body, consciousness control can also have an effect on them. β
"Fifty meters radius ......"
Su Hao silently read the number, turned his head, and calmly looked at the bloody corpse kneeling on the ground: "Haig, how did you do it?" Teach me. β
"Sorry, for now, you can't have this special amount of power."
The obese bug raised his body in the test tube: "You are a human being, your body is so clean that I envy you, that mysterious black particle is like white blood cells, it will actively devour the virus that invades your body." So you are the "king" and I am your "worker bee". Unless ......"
Su Hao asked: "Unless what?" β
Haig's consciousness hesitated: "...... Unless, the master, you can remove the black particles from your body, become a virus host like me, and then mutate into a powerful consciousness and thinking ability. However, I advise you that it is better not to do so. β
"For what?"
"Because that's not worth it."
Haig's message of consciousness was clear: "I am intimidated by these black particles, they are something higher than a virus. Once you no longer have it, you will lose your status as a "king", and I will not hesitate to treat you as food. β
Su Hao was slightly moved, but his eyes were unusually cold.
This fat bug's mental consciousness has no concept of "saving face for so-and-so" at all. Although the meaning is easy to understand, it is undoubtedly a naked slap in the face. It's like painstakingly admonishing a man who wants to have an affair: "It's immoral to have a seven-twist affair with someone else's wife." What's more, you don't have the capital to let women take the initiative to post it. Your genitals are short, thin, less than five centimeters long......"
Haig still chatters: "There are a lot of resources that can be recycled at this base. I don't recommend that you kill all the mutated creatures here, you should keep them alive. β
Su Hao glanced at the fat worm coldly: "You'd better have enough reasons to prove it." β
"Before your master, your direct personnel are stationed here, they are the best guards."
Worm Haig rejoiced: "Computer data shows that the field hospital of the 915th Infantry Division has great use value. Otherwise, there will be no successive groups of reinforcements entering the base to search. β
Su Hao didn't know what to say for a while. He stood there quietly, looking at the bloody corpse kneeling on the ground, constantly feeling the black particles surging in his body, and a bitter smile slowly appeared on his face.
Haig immediately noticed a change in his consciousness: "Master, don't you like my proposal?" β
Su Hao glanced at it and didn't answer.
"You seem to be worrying about something?"
Haig obviously unearthed the core information of the problem from the depths of Su Hao's thinking: "Do you think that I have killed too many people?" β
Su Hao continued to remain silent. But it is undeniable that Haig's consciousness is exactly what he really thinks at the moment.
"It's not a difficult problem to solve."
This sentence shocked Su Hao, and an extremely surprised expression appeared on his face.
Haig supported his upper body with multiple pairs of legs, looked up at Su Hao who was high above through the wall of the tube, and smiled calmly: "I can enter the head of a fairly complete corpse and control him to regain his mobility." These people die for a short period of time, and their muscles and skin are still elastic, nervous, and maintain basic reflexes. It is not difficult to do this. β
Su Hao took a light breath, his heart awe-inspiring. He turned around, stared at Bai Yuncong's corpse leaning against the wall, and slowly shook his head.
"Haig, I know you're not lying. But they are dead people after all, and the mutilated corpses cannot hide people's eyes and ears, and will only cause me more trouble. β
"I can transform them."
Worm Haig's mind suddenly became active: "I can repair the wounds of the deceased in a short time by replenishing energy and nutrients, so that their appearance is no different from other people." β
Su Hao's mind moved, and he asked uncertainly: "Really?" β
Haig's consciousness was rather proud: "I have modified many corpses, this is my specialty, you should trust me." β
"How, exactly?"
"Let me go out and lay on the corpse that you have appointed my master."
This request is reasonable, but Su Hao has not moved.
He's trying to think.
This bug has a powerful thinking ability that has never been seen before. But it is a "worker bee", and this premise determines that any action of Haig is unlikely to cause harm to himself.
After figuring out this layer, Su Hao nodded slightly, strode to Bai Yuncong's corpse, squatted down, pulled out the cork of the test tube, and poured the fat white round black grid on top of the corpse's head.
It was clearly fond of flesh-stained hair, or rather, the feeling of freedom made Haig doubly happy. It used its slender feet to support the corpse's scalp, and under Su Hao's gaze, it squirmed flexibly, quickly crawled close to Bai Yuncong's nostrils, and quickly disappeared into the depths of the hole.
It's really like watching a horror movieββββ a fat white maggot burrows into a human body through its nostrils.
Su Hao watched this scene calmly. The outward indifference and tranquility conceal the shock in the depths of the heart.
He was well aware that the disguise on the outside would have no effect on Haig. This strange worm has shared its mind with itself, and what works for humans is only the actual existence behind the transparent glass to it.
A thick mass of flesh and blood suddenly fell from the ceiling, and the flesh on the wall near the corpse also began to squirm slightly, slowly concentrating towards the dead Bai Yuncong. As if with an independent consciousness, they climbed onto the body of the deceased and slowly "drilled" into the mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears...... The huge wound on the corpse's chest was quickly filled with dark red flesh, and the heart that came out of the body began to beat rhythmically, and it relaxed one by one under Su Hao's gaze.
The flesh grew denser, condensing into blood vessels that wound around the heart, forming layers of protective film at the wound site that connected broken muscles and ligaments.
This bizarre action was carried out for about half an hour. Su Hao watched intently, and he suddenly saw Bai Yuncong raise his right hand, grab the heart hanging on the outside of his body, and gently put it back into the vacant chest. Then, clumsily leaning against the wall, he slowly stood up.
Su Hao showed a solemn expression for the first time, and his face was a little pale.
Bai Yuncong is dead.
There is no doubt about thisββββ when he walked through the passage before, Su Hao had carefully examined the corpse, there was no pulse, and there was no breath of life.
The dead Bai Yuncong stood in front of him. He put his feet together, maintained a standard military posture, raised his right hand, and gave a military salute to Su Hao
Su Hao's eyes were full of disbelief, and he subconsciously shook his head again and again: "How did you do it?" β
Haig's response immediately came to his brain: "He's dead, and I'm just using the reflexes of the nerve center to control my body." The flesh was able to fill in the damage inside the corpse, creating a new circulatory system. Their basic ingredient is protein, and it is not difficult to change from a piece of meat to a blood vessel, it is just a change of form. β
Su Hao stared at Bai Yuncong: "A dead man? A corpse? β
"You're absolutely right."
Suddenly, Bai Yuncong blinked his eyes and opened his lips to speak: "I'm just making him look like he's still alive and maintaining the most basic physiological functions that are essential." β
Su Hao took a breath of cold air: "You can actually speak?" β
"Only a corpse that can talk will meet your master's requirements."
This was the result of Haig's control of the cadaver's vocal organs.
Su Hao looked at it with a cold expression for a long time, and a new plan was quickly brewing in his mind.
"Haig, how long can this body be controlled? I mean, can you always be in normal human form? β
"It can't be. He's dead. Controlling the movement of a cadaver and nurturing a uterus are two very different concepts. Creeping flesh provides nourishment to bodies that have lost limbs, keeping them alive. Freely moving corpses lack external nourishment and can only last for forty-eight hours at most. Also, try to avoid hot and dry environments. Because then it's easy to rot. β
"Forty-eight hours?"
Su Hao frowned again.
This time limit is a bit short, but as long as the plan is implemented quickly enough, it is not a problem for Bai Yuncong to say a few words at the right time as a bystander.
Then, it only takes one accident to make the dead body die again......
Su Hao shifted his gaze to the broken ribs on the corpse's chest.
"So, what do you do with these bones? Anyone who sees such a fatal wound will be suspicious. β
Haig didn't answer.
Under Su Hao's gaze, the dead Bai Yuncong began to walk forward. Although he tried to maintain a normal pace, his steps still seemed stiff
He walked all the way to the intersection of the "T" shaped passage, bent down, picked up a severed human arm, ripped off several of the torn combat suits that covered the surface, opened his mouth, aimed at his crooked fingers, and bit down hard.
Suddenly, in the empty passage, the crisp sound of bones shattering echoed.
Bai Yuncong ate quickly, and his strong masseter muscles still had strength. He quickly nibbled on the palm of his hand, then grabbed a broken assault rifle from the side, picked up the butt, and slammed it into the remaining arm bone...... When the whole arm became limp and the arm bones were completely shattered, he continued the unfinished bloody meat feast.
Without waiting for Su Hao to ask, Haig had already explained the terrifying behavior of the deceased: "Restoring the body requires a lot of nutrients, and the basic component of bones is calcium. It was difficult to obtain enough through flesh and blood alone, and he had to eat more to fill the broken bones
Four tentacles more than two and a half meters long stretched out from Bai Yuncong's chest, and they picked up the scattered human limbs from the surroundings, peeled off the hard bone parts, and continuously sent them back to the inside of the body through the wounds. The flesh at the edge of the wound squirmed, and the skin and muscles regenerated at a rate visible to the naked eye.
This scene looked terrifying, and even Su Hao, who had seen too many dead people, felt uncomfortable. For a moment, he even felt that Bai Yuncong had become a ghoul...... Despite this, Su Hao still had to marvel at Haig's powerful biological transformation ability.
Suddenly, Bai Yuncong stopped chewing, turned sideways, and looked at Su Hao with cloudy eyes.
His face was pale, without the slightest hint of blood, and his voice sounded thicker and hoarser than usual.
"I just found out about something that might help your plan, master."
Su Hao raised his thick eyebrows: "Say"
Bai Yuncong's expression was extremely serious: "I stocked some of the overgrown flesh and blood in the ventilation duct. You know, this substance can be transformed into the eye. I've examined the remaining visualsββββ not all of the people who entered the base with you, my master, were killed, one is still alive. β
The Yellow River lies on the corridor leading to the elevator, dying.
He was covered in wounds all over his body, and his muscles as hard as steel had been cut into bloody streaks. Although the wounds are not deep, the number of dense wounds is as many as hundreds. The whole person looks like a blur of flesh and blood, as if it is an ugly work pieced together from inferior materials.
The moment he was besieged by dozens of mutated creatures, Huang He thought he was going to die.
He has only one man and one gun, and he can't resist the monsters that cooperate with each other in layers, with different speeds and long-range attacks. After killing the two dogoids, Huang He's hands and feet were tightly bound by the frogoids. Those filthy damned creatures had crushed their leg bones, their pelvis was somewhat deformed, most of their internal organs were out of place, and Huang He could even hear the terrifying sound of bone cracking coming from his body.
In the moment when he fell into despair, the mutated creatures that swarmed over suddenly began to retreat. They vanished into the depths of the passage like ghosts, darkness obscuring their tracks, as if nothing had happened except for the scraps of flesh scattered on the ground.
Consciousness became more and more blurred, and even gasping for air was difficult.
Huang He suddenly felt a pair of hands helping him up. The other party was very powerful, and he supported his upper body to make his breathing easier.
Trying to open his eyes, Huang He saw a familiar face. Although it was very vague, it was enough to distinguish that it was Su Hao.
"Hey...... Hey, hey, you...... Are you still alive? β
Huang He's eyes were red, and a large cloud of blood flowed from the corners of his severed mouth. Seriously injured and dying, he fell into a state of extreme excitement, his voice was hoarse, but the volume was unusually loud.
Su Hao's eyes were full of pity: "You are about to die." β
Huang He laughed a few times in a low voice, as if he hadn't heard Su Hao's words, and gasped to his advisor: "Something...... Did you get it? β
He was referring to computer memory.
Su Hao looked at him calmly, took out the memory from his pocket, and handed it to Huang He.
"Well, that's ......"
A large mass of blood foamed from the mouth of the Yellow River, constantly blowing bubbles, and his eyes gradually lost their luster and tended to dim.
Su Hao took out a bottle of black energy potion that had been prepared for a long time from his backpack, raised the index finger of his right hand to his lips, and bit it hard. In the dim light, the drop of blood on his fingertips looked extremely strange.
"Listen, I can give you a chance to live."
Huang He's consciousness was drifting, and he could only hear a few short words.
"Live...... Alive...... You, you're not...... Just kidding, right? β
Su Hao's expression was extremely serious: "Do you believe me?" β
Huang He's pupils were already occupied by chaos, his lips were open, and his voice became more and more slight: "For, why do you want to believe?" You...... You, aren't you...... Oh, God...... I, I don't believe that, that...... Old mongrel. β
Su Hao said lightly: "I can save you." β
Huang He only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and Su Hao's face gradually sank, sinking into absolute darkness like the sea. With the remnant consciousness of the last of his mouth, he spat out the last few words from between his lips.
"Okay, okay...... bar. β
Shoots out bright red lustrous blood, which drips accurately into the lips of the Yellow River.
Then, a third of the bottles of the foul-smelling energy elixir.
Looking at the Yellow River that gradually flashed with brilliance in his eyes, Su Hao smiled, rolled up the sleeves of his clothes, pulled out a dagger, aimed at the thick cyan veins on his left wrist, and cut it fiercely.
The minds of the dying are confused and scattered, and the chance of them becoming "worker bees" is more than 99.9 percent.