Linhai City.
In a bungalow in the southern suburbs.
The lighting was dim, and the room was surrounded by glass cabinets.
Each cabinet contained all sorts of strange limbs, soaking in a green liquid. There were all kinds of zombies, including iron hands, giant arms, iron heads, and iron claws, which looked a little scary.
There was an operating table inside.
A man with a severed hand lay on the platform, naked, his expression slightly fearful.
A middle-aged man was standing next to him.
Wearing a white coat, he picked up a container of iron, held a scalpel in his hand, and said expressionlessly, "It's about to begin. Are you ready?"
"Doctor, is there a risk of rejection?"
"Of course not, but if you use too much... you'll get infected and turn into a zombie. I told you that before, you're not regretting it, are you?"
Can I say I regret it?
"cannot."
"I give up, I don't want the transplant anymore, let me go..."
The man grew increasingly fearful.
He struggled to get up, but the Ghost Doctor's expression remained cold.
He glanced briefly behind him and saw the scarred man at the door stick out a long tongue, which directly bound the man on the operating table.
The tongue is a slightly dull color.
But it was covered with purplish-black patterns.
The tongue was clearly that of a licker, but it had been transplanted onto the scarred man's body.
"No...no, no!"
The poor man struggled desperately.
But it was all in vain; he could only watch helplessly as others operated on him.
After making an incision and disinfecting it slightly, the doctor transplanted Iron Hand's metal arm onto it.
After several skillful stitches, he raised his hand and gently wiped the stitches.
A black light flashed by.
The traces of the transplant have almost completely disappeared.
The metal arm seemed to have been naturally attached to it.
The eccentric doctor said indifferently, "Not long ago, your arm was cut off, and you came to me asking me to transplant it for you. You also voluntarily took the risk. Now you're going back on your word? Once the deal is done... there's no going back."
"This is forced buying and selling."
Wang Xiaoer hysterically said, "Before the apocalypse, patients could regret it even after they were on the operating table... Why can't you do it this way?"
"Naive idea, this is post-apocalyptic."
The eccentric doctor said disdainfully, "Besides, you're just a level three Awakener. Even level six Awakeners have to humble themselves. What right do you have to say no in front of me? Now... stand up and try your arm."
"..."
Wang Xiaoer was helpless.
It can only lift the metal arm of the iron hand.
With a few swings, it smashed the concrete floor to pieces.
Wang Xiaoer was overjoyed: "Wow, this is amazing! Although it's not as powerful as level four, it's still much stronger than before I lost my arm. Now I don't believe... they still dare to bully me?"
"Can it strengthen metal?"
"I'll give it a try."
Wang Xiaoer had been holding back for a long time.
He activated his superpower and found that the metal arm had not changed at all.
"Is that not allowed?"
"No, I don't think I'm a good match for it."
"Oh, then you're useless."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Then I saw the scarred man stick out his tongue.
They tied Wang Xiaoer up and kept increasing the pressure, making his bones crack.
What do you want to do?
Wang Xiaoer's expression changed.
Before I could even react, my bones broke.
He was strangled to death.
The quack doctor shook his head in disappointment: "It doesn't even have the ability to enhance metal like the Iron Hand Zombie. What's the use of just being able to use basic power? Sigh... This is a failure."
"A failed attempt? But with your modification methods, you could have allowed him to gradually integrate with this metal arm, and in the future, he might even have the opportunity to use the Iron Hand Metal-type superpower. Why not keep him?" the scarred man asked cautiously.
"That's such a waste of time."
The mysterious doctor calmly said, "This person's talent is mediocre. Even if we continue to modify him, his potential won't be high. Besides, there are as many zombie bodies as we need. Just kill him... There's no need to dwell on it."
"Yes, I understand."
"How's it going in Leizhou? Can we make it there in time? I want to collect some experimental materials on marine life."
"Um... um..."
"What's wrong?"
The scarred man hesitated, then said, "It's all over in Leizhou City. The marine life has all been taken care of by the Dawn Society. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to obtain experimental materials."
"All resolved?"
The eccentric doctor looked surprised and said, "This Dawn Society is no simple matter. I heard they can handle at least a million marine creatures over there? What's the name of the leader of this organization?"
"Zhang Hao."
"Zhang Hao? Never heard of him."
"It seems that Yang Erlang's experimental subject has already submitted to him."
"oh?"
The eccentric doctor looked surprised: "Yang Erlang is one of my few mediocre works. Zhang Hao couldn't possibly have missed the one-eyed man, could he? The fact that he stayed... shows he has some guts."
"Besides that? What other intelligence do you have?"
"The zombies in Leizhou city a few days ago have all been wiped out by the Dawn Society. Except for the suburban towns and villages, the city is basically safe now and seems to be resting."
The scarred man said, "But Zhang Hao seems to have gone out once along the way. A zombie king escaped from the core area of Leizhou City and its whereabouts are now unknown."
"The zombies have been cleared out too?"
The eccentric doctor's expression turned serious: "Is he planning to make Leizhou City his base city? This guy is no ordinary person; he seems to have big ambitions—I'm running out of experimental materials, so I need to hurry up and collect a batch."
"Especially since I don't even have a single flying experimental subject right now, nor do I have any zombie king collectibles. The situation in Linhai City is a bit special right now, so it's not suitable to go in. Leizhou City also runs out of materials."
"This is really frustrating..."
Before he could finish speaking...
Bang!
The top floor of the bungalow was forcibly broken open.
A level six red-winged creature landed in front of them, licking its lips: "After running for so long, you've finally found humans. You didn't even bother to conceal your human aura. How stupid."
"As a token of my gratitude... I will savor your flesh and blood!"
? ?
It can fly?
Zombie King?
Experimental materials delivered to your door?
The eccentric doctor gave a friendly smile: "Listen to me, thank you~"
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