"Mr. Kraft, I have a request." Kapp followed Kraft around the messy camp, and after a long pause, he uncharacteristically took the initiative to make a request, "I want to learn from you." ”

"Isn't it now?"

"Well, I mean to go one step further and learn what you know as a doctor."

Kraft turned his head and looked at him like a ghost, and shook the torch in front of his eyes, "It's pretty rare, I thought you weren't very interested in that." ”

"I thought about it and felt that it was necessary to learn a little bit." Koop snapped. It was not that he suddenly planned to change his career plans, but that he was inspired by practical observation and found that some knowledge had practical value beyond the original intention.

Knowing the fragile part of the bone can be used to locate the fracture, and of course, it can also be used to create fractures, and the power of knowledge is indeed considerable.

This was best demonstrated by Kraft himself in the battle just now, and it was very effective. This was the first time he realized that those profound things that seemed to be far away from him were actually always around him, and he used them in a straightforward and simple way.

Medicine is so simple!

Kraft was pleased with Koop's aggressive performance and gladly complied with the matter.

"I'm glad you made the right decision, you never have too much knowledge, but you have to take it one step at a time, starting with adding bone names to the new words you want to learn."

"Thank you for your generosity." It is foreseeable that the burden will be greatly increased in the future, but Koop feels that he is not so reluctant to study the boring text, and he thinks that he can stop and set a small goal to learn the content of the skeleton chapter, so that he can start later.

Clough nodded to the end of the matter, and the schedule would probably have to be rescheduled, but that would have to be done after the issues at hand had been resolved.

Stooping down to pick up the corner of the dumping tent, he remembered catching a glimpse of a servant on the verge of a dust explosion, stumbling and rolling himself in the memble.

When it was time to clean up the mess, I didn't see the man come out again. Kraft pulled out the wooden pole and loosened the tightly wrapped ball of cloth in the direction of it, straightening it.

On the leveled ground, the cloth ball was spread out softly, and there was no humanoid bulge.

"What about people?" Kraft ripped open the cloth and folded it into a roll, leaving it empty underneath, finding only a broadsword that had escaped from his hand, which must have fallen while struggling.

Looking at the gathered survivors, they have not stopped their uncontrollable emotions, but there is a tendency to intensify, some people shrink their bodies, hug their knees and cry bitterly.

There will be no need for uniform attire, and everyone will be dressed according to their habits, even if they don't rely on their faces, they can see that the figure of the servant is not in the crowd. Kraft felt sorry for him for a moment—he thought he would survive.

The two began to help Martin deal with the deceased. Cover your face with a cloth towel and lift the bodies of the unfortunate out of the dust and gather them together. This requires more care than when they were still alive to prevent stirring up dust and causing secondary damage to the living.

The most difficult part of this work is to separate the fungal host shell from the entangled person. The contact surfaces are glued together without distinction, and even if the residual dust of the mushrooms is not taken into account, the forced separation by brute force will only reveal the penetrated cortex.

After a few attempts, Martin gave up on the idea of peeling them off intact, and instead split a portion of the felled firewood and piled it around the bodies that had no saving value.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching behind him, he said calmly: "At least most of the fallen people can still have their bodies intact; And these, not too bad, at least someone to help clean up the aftermath. ”

"As cruel as it sounds, I have to caution that it's not a good idea to keep the remains intact, and we don't know if they're going to be like that." The origin of the shells that had been pierced through the ground and still stretched out their arms to the living did not need to be repeated, "They may stand up again." ”

It doesn't take long for the fungus to transform the body into a breeding ground for growth, and then something else, but it's never a good idea to keep it.

He hopes that this transformation phase will be as long as possible. The situation in Westminburg is very worrying, and we can only hope that sending someone back to call the police will catch up, or at least not affect Yvonne.

Although intellectually aware that there was no point in being agitated, Kraft still felt irritated, and angrily stomped on a cluster of mushrooms conspicuous at his feet.

"You're right, that's going to cost a little more firewood...... Sorry, wait a minute. The knight was about to put the wooden block in his hand on the pyre, when he suddenly raised his hand to block the light and rubbed his eyes, "All right." ”

"Is there anything uncomfortable?" In the battle just now, everyone was more or less exposed to the dust from the mushroom eruption, and all kinds of minor symptoms need to be vigilant.

Martin lowered his palm, rolled his eyes from side to side, as if looking for something fleeting, and quickly turned back to the person he was talking to, "No, just dazzled." There's not much to do here for now, and you should go and take a break, Professor. ”

"Wait a minute, I want to ask one thing, did you see those things dragging the corpses away?"

"No, I didn't notice. Have you seen it? ”

"No, so it's weird." The line of sight walked between the survivors and the gathered remains, and then counted into the ones that were just about to be burned, there was a problem in the chaos that no one cared about for the time being, "The number of people is not right." ”

"Less...... Four people, right? ”

This includes the one who has been noted. There was no sign of the ground in the woods after the scuffle, and Kraft didn't pay much attention to it, only to make sure that several people, dead or alive, were not in the camp after a few turns.

He had just asked Koop the same question, and the answer was no.

The situation was too chaotic for anyone to determine where they were. Unintentionally getting out of the camp and getting lost in the forest, or actually being dragged away, cannot be confirmed in the absence of eyewitness evidence.

"Just treat them as if they're dead, we can't go find them." It's normal for some missing people to appear while cleaning the battlefield, and they usually go to many places, which can basically be equated with death here.

Putting firewood on the cremation stack and covering the face of the deceased, Knight Martin made a rare reverent church service with a virtual circle like a coffin board, and after drawing a circle and stopping halfway, feeling that it could not be distinguished from the damned paganism, he finally awkwardly changed to the rite of pressing the chest.

"May their souls be whole." He turned to the campfire and called for a helper to join the work. There are not many people who have eased up, and most of them are still clamoring for words that they can't hear clearly, and they make subconscious curled up to dodge.

Kraft stood in front of the pyre for a moment, then crushed the cluster of mushrooms, no flakes in response, a feeling of force in the void.

The color vision in front of me is a little uncomfortable, like overlapping with the highly transparent color spots, but these color spots do not move with the field of vision, but overlap with the position of the object, like a bulging alien soap bubble stuck to the surface of the object, everywhere, as if the body is crowded.

Rubbing his eyes, those afterimages faded a lot, and if you didn't pay attention, you could hardly notice it.

He blinked and moistened his eyeballs, looking far and near to adjust his focus, trying to get rid of it. When I looked at the pyre, I unexpectedly found a patch of wood covered in fungus, which was inserted in a conspicuous position, and all the scales had grown, and it must not have been able to burn.

How could such a piece of wood be stuffed in? This has to be replaced. Kraft pulled it out and tried to throw it away, but when he got it, he found that the leather was rough and not as slippery as it looked.

There is a subtle conflict between the visual and the actual feel.

The throwing motion that had already been put on stopped, and the eyes re-examined the piece of wood, the large patches of color became thick again, with a misty outline, and a soft, moist filling into the sense of touch.

In his hand, he was holding a piece of rotten wood with a mushroom umbrella, and at the same time it was a piece of thick dry firewood.

Kraft let go of its free fall, colliding with the dense surface of the earth, but the impact feedback was not as tangible as visually apparent, as if it had a layer of slimy and plush cushioning.

Lift your foot and stomp down again, moving to the ground as solid as ever, with only broken branches and leaves under your feet.

[Hallucinations? 】

At the same time, he realized that the strange feeling that had been bothering him since he stepped into the forest had dissipated somehow. The change vaguely happened in the process of physical and mental concentration in the battle, and if the original feeling was floating on the water and being beaten by the waves all the time, now it is peaceful.

And in this tranquility, he felt a kind of omnipresent vitality.

He was affected, and he was not alone. Kraft tensed his left arm, his muscles contracted naturally, and the strange sensation of embedded stone flakes was unusually soothing, and the instinct of homecoming relaxed.

【Dust】

Mushroom dust was first put under suspicion. They are not simply physiologically damaging, but may also act as vectors, deepening the deep connection between the inhaler and the inhaler.

"Koop, are you feeling dazzled?"

"Seems like a little?" Koop closed his eyes and shook his head uncertainly, and in light of the circumstances, he understood what Kraft meant.

After a moment of panic, he calmed down and repeated what he was trying to figure out toward Kraft. Judging from the shape of the mouth, it is probably "not blind movement".

Kraft's argument is in a state of contradiction, and he thinks of the possible whereabouts of the missing Hucong, which seems to connect everything together.

They fall, perhaps even dragged into the depths. But when combined with dust inhalation, there is an unavoidable logical error.

[Why don't people who inhale more disappear?] 】

Those who were in the center of the dust, held by the husks of the hosts, honestly lay in the pyre, waiting to be reduced to ashes.

This is the complete opposite of conjecture.

Kraft lowered the torch and approached the face of the deceased. The mouth is struggling to open to breathe, and the lips are cyanotic and even purple, making a hideous struggle.

They experience a violent and rapidly declining coughing and wheezing, lose consciousness and collapse. I inhaled only a small amount and felt itching and discomfort in my throat, which was probably a very irritating spore powder mist, which caused the airways to spasm and contract, causing a large asthma-like ventilation disorder.

Furthermore, the spore dust is introduced into the lungs through a mechanism that causes diffuse damage and impaired blood-gas exchange.

Acute respiratory distress syndrome in the true sense of the word, I have never seen a more urgent one. Inhaled during strenuous exercise, it lost its ability to exercise due to lack of oxygen in more than ten seconds, and completed the suffocation death effect within a few minutes.

As a weapon, it is extremely tricky to carry organisms from the living shell of a moving fungus, and as a medium......

[Dead people can't pull into the depths]

This leads to a condition that is not easy to achieve: not to inhale too much, otherwise it will not be possible to pull the person deeper into the depths by influencing the spirit body after death; It can't be too little, the effect will be insufficient.

However, if you think about it, you will find that it makes sense for them, relying on a simple concentration mechanism to pull one part into the depths, leaving the other part of the dead body in the present life to be driven by the fungus. Incredibly ripe.

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