"Yes." Yan Luge went under the knife again, took out the other party's liver in the body of the fourth corpse today, pinched it, and put it in the low-temperature transport box, "You see, the liver is very healthy, and it is still very fresh." ”

Bailu: "......"

She didn't know what to do with the word "fresh" anymore.

"It's outrageous to build a factory for organ harvesting and run it in the form of an assembly line." Yan Luge pinched the large bundle of intestines in his hand again, and continued, "But we can be sure of at least one thing-

"The organs sold in Dolang Shopping City are indeed from the deceased, and the quality is quite good."

Bailu: "......"

The word "good quality" is also ruined......

The rhythm of the song moves slowly, and the heart, lungs, kidneys, and stomach of the newly harvested ...... One by one, they were placed in the cryogenic transport box.

They are quickly transported away and then filled into the body of another person, who lives on the latter's life.

As for the corpse that has been dismantled into empty shells, and even the skin, more than half of the bones, muscle bundles of limbs, and cartilage tissue have been removed?

It will be sent to the "bio-fermentation room" – a place that doesn't sound like a good place.

"The shopping guide didn't lie." Bailu whispered, "They didn't hurt any living people. ”

Along the way, they saw all kinds of corpses, some of them died of illness, some were murdered, and some died of accidents...... But for human society, they are all considered "natural deaths".

The people who set up the organ banking system did not do anything to harm the living because of the sale of organs.

There is no living cutting of kidneys, and there is no murder and stealing hearts.

They just bought the bodies of the dead and put them to good use.

So – are they right?

Bailu didn't know.

She wanted to know what Yan Luge thought, but her boss was silent at this time.

Yan Luge was watching, the fifth corpse that had just arrived in front of him.

Bailu followed his line of sight.

When she saw the face of the fifth corpse, she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

She knows it.

She knew the corpse.

The corpse ...... Just over half an hour ago, Ming Ming was still standing there and had a few words with her boss.

Its body was already thin and thin, and it seemed to have fallen very hard before its death, and many bones were broken, and it looked soft and flat at the moment; Its skin is loose and covered with gray-brown age spots, which look "worthless"; Its hair was half black and half white, and its teeth were yellowed and half lost, which also did not meet the Mauryan standard of "health".

Even, its body is filled with a faint smell of corpses, like a piece of meat that has been exposed to the sun all day, it will rot but not rot, but it has long been "not fresh", so that it has attracted many buzzing diners.

It's the corpse carrier.

It was the corpse transporter who had spoken a few words to Yan Luge when he entered the processing plant.

"The deceased, R782C, died from a fall from a building, died four minutes ago, and the organs that needed to be harvested were: bilateral eyeballs."

Bailu still remembers that the old man who looked close to old age and was still working hard had a pair of bright eyes.

When he said "thank you", he seemed to have a smile in his eyes, as if a little help from others could become a beacon to illuminate his future in life.

But he died.

He became it—a corpse still exuding residual warmth, lying on a cart for slaughter.

And those eyes were the only thing of value in him.

Yan Luge put down the scalpel and changed to a set of surgical tools at hand.

Eyeball extraction is a delicate job that requires professional tools.

It is even more difficult to remove it without damaging the eye nerve and ensuring that it can be transplanted smoothly.

Therefore, the technicians working in cadaver processing factories are hierarchical, and the range of ranks is quite large.

He took a small, curved, sharply sharp scimitar and thrust it into the corpse's eye socket until it reached the bottom of the eyeball.

The index finger moved slightly, and the sharp scimitar also moved slightly.

It didn't hurt the eyeball in the slightest, but it accurately and quickly severed the nerve and muscle bundles under its eye and removed it.

The movements were so fast and ruthless that it was as if he didn't know the corpse carrier at all, or knew but didn't care at all.

And as if intentionally, as if unintentionally, his own fingers pressed against the blade, cutting a little bit of skin, allowing a trace of bright red blood to drip into the empty eye sockets of the corpse carrier.

…… The time of death of the corpse carrier was four minutes ago.

When the human heart stops beating and the brain loses its oxygen supply, the brain cells do not die immediately, but usually wait 4-6 minutes for the brain cells to slowly begin to die due to lack of oxygen.

During this time, the human brain will remain awake enough to clearly feel pain and other feelings, and will understand that one's body is dying and one's vital signs are disappearing.

Slowly, as the brain cells gradually die, the person's consciousness will become confused and blurred, and they will begin to "hallucinate" non-existent images or reminisce about the past.

Finally, when the brain dies completely due to the loss of oxygen supply and blood circulation, the human consciousness will be completely annihilated and declared dead in a physical sense.

- Don't ask how you know about it.

It was only four minutes before the corpse carrier's death.

He "fell to his death" in a corpse processing plant.

Immediately after he "fell to his death", he was found and sent here.

Although his body was shattered to the point that even the peacocks and corpse sorters thought it could not be repaired, his brain was not completely dead, and his sensory nerves were not completely necrotic.

Yan Luge's knife cut out his eyes, and the intense pain caused by it reached his brain, and even overshadowed the severe pain caused by the terrible injuries all over his body for a short time.

The corpse carrier's consciousness, which was already on the verge of dissipating, was awakened and stimulated to condense for a moment, albeit only for a moment.

At that moment, the song of the words unleashed the power of the soul.

Above the corpse's head curled up on the cart, in the horizon invisible to the naked eye, a translucent phantom that matched the face of the corpse carrier floated, looking around in pain and confusion.

Originally, corpse carriers had no "soul".

However, relying on the strong stimulation of the moment, the cell survival instinct induced by the spiritual power after entering the corpse, and the effect of soul magic, Yan Luge forcibly condensed a "soul".

Although the soul seems unstable, it floats in the air as if it were a frame drop, as if it would disappear at any moment.

But that's enough.

"How did you die?" Yanluge asked silently.

(End of chapter)