The eccentric doctor removed his gloves and said somewhat hastily, "Zhang Hao, I've solved Yang Erlang's problem for you. Can you provide me with marine life now? I need to conduct experiments."

"Sure, do you need it alive or dead?" Zhang Hao asked.

"Of course they must be alive, the more the better, at least a hundred a day."

"Too many."

"That's too much?"

The eccentric doctor frowned: "This is an unprecedented biological modification experiment. If it succeeds... your Dawn Society will also benefit greatly. To obtain data results, a large number of experiments will naturally be conducted."

"When we reach the bottleneck, in order to get experimental results, we'll need to consume not just a hundred, but hundreds or even thousands. I'm not after your biological reserves, but I really need them."

"I know."

Zhang Hao said directly, "But I don't trust you."

"Even if it's a hundred, it only consumes a little over 30,000 per year. If it were anyone around me, I would never be stingy with this amount of experimental materials. But you, Doctor of the Strange, have only just joined my Dawn Society. There's no reason to give you such good benefits right away."

"Anyone who joins our Dawn Society needs to contribute before they can benefit. I've already set a precedent. One hundred is too many. At most, fifty a day... I'll provide you with more when you've proven your worth."

"good."

The quack doctor didn't insist any further.

After all, there were originally enemies with whom they had conflicts.

It's understandable that people don't trust us now that we've joined out of necessity.

If they're really that generous, then there's something fishy going on.

"besides……"

Zhang Hao added, "If the sea creatures that died in your experiments are still edible, then recycle them, including their crystal cores."

"Sure, I don't need the crystal core experiment right now, but I might not need it in the future. I'll apply to you then."

"no problem."

Is there anything else?

"In addition, you can only stay in Tianlei Mountain. If you want to go out... you need Yang Erlang to accompany you closely. And from now on, you cannot conduct biological modification experiments on other people without my permission."

"..."

The eccentric doctor frowned deeply: "Not even anyone other than members of the Dawn Society?"

"That's right."

"Hey, aren't you being a bit too nosy? These are the kinds of fun things I usually enjoy, and you won't even let me do them... Isn't that a bit much?"

The quack doctor was a little annoyed.

Other people have nothing to do with you, so why bother with them?

"Do you want fun, or your life?"

"That's going to kill you."

"That's right."

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "But it's not like you're completely forbidden from conducting modification experiments. If your biological modification experiments are successful and don't have any fatal side effects on the human body, you can modify my people as well, provided that the members themselves are willing."

"And everyone needs to apply to me. If it's tissue or organ from a zombie, that's fine too, provided that the risk of deep infection can be waived or avoided. Then there won't be any problems."

"Oh? That's good."

The eccentric doctor felt a little better.

But because of this statement, my inner apprehension only grew stronger.

Zhang Hao wasn't influenced by worldly views at all. Does he not care if it makes humans less human?

This guy has principles, but not many.

"By the way, I'm curious, what exactly is your superpower? Logically speaking, the removed zombie tissue, such as the eyeball of a one-eyed zombie... is just a piece of necrotic tissue that has lost its activity."

Zhang Hao asked with great interest, "Why is it that after your transplant, this necrotic tissue can be perfectly integrated? Even when humans use the [Death Ray], it is without any hindrance. What is the reason for this?"

"Do you think I'd tell you my secrets?" the quack doctor chuckled.

"It's okay if you don't tell me, let me guess."

Zhang Hao stroked his chin and pondered for a moment: "The bodies of zombies are completely necrotic, even those metal-type zombies are the same, but they can increase the hardness of necrotic tissue, which is obviously related to the mind."

"Just like zombies are immune to physical pain, but cannot avoid mental torment. Humans' spirits reside in living bodies, perhaps mainly brain tissue or something else, but zombies are probably crystal cores?"

"And the reason you can use the zombie's abilities is because you restored the spirit of the necrotic tissue? No, that's not right. Necrotic tissue doesn't have a crystal core, so how could it possibly be restored? You can't just transplant a crystal core, can you?"

"Or perhaps it's some special method? Like a mind transplant? Grafting? Cultivation? That allowed you to reconnect with the zombie's mind? And the reason you can't use multiple superpowers is because you're worried about excessive mental pollution?"

"Is it causing a sudden acceleration in the process? Or the dual strain on the body and mind? After all, you're transplanting cells, so the stress must be much greater than on tissues or organs, right? Or perhaps some other factor..."

"!!!"

The quack doctor was dumbfounded.

Please!

I'm begging you!

Stop talking, you're going to expose all my secrets.

But he could only force himself to remain calm: "I'm still a novice in the field of mental health research. Your ideas are very valuable... Perhaps I will use them in the future. Thank you."

"You're welcome, I was just talking nonsense."

"Nonsense?"

The quack doctor almost rolled his eyes.

You practically pulled my underwear off.

Still talking nonsense?

I really believed your lies.

"You might not believe it, but these ideas were actually influenced more by another 'expert' in our organization."

Zhang Hao slowly said, "He's a bit different from you. He's a professional who specializes in psychotoxicity. He often tortures people, zombies, or other creatures to the point of unbearable suffering, but he's still a very friendly person."

"Oh? What's his name?"

"Xiahou Ming, you two can have a proper chat; perhaps you can become 'close friends'."

"A confidant? I'd like to see that for myself."

The quack doctor left.

My mood seemed quite heavy.

Zhang Hao wasn't just making things up.

Instead, it was simply a way to give him a little warning, based on information from his previous life as a quack doctor.

People like the quack doctor are lawless.

We need to constantly intimidate him and put psychological pressure on him.

Didn't he, the quack doctor, think his superpowers were amazing?

But if someone understands his superpower better than he does, or even if he doesn't understand something at first glance, then it's a different story.

I'm asking you—aren't you scared?