Chapter 315 Memories and Decoding
In the dim morgue, a series of props such as daggers, tweezers, scissors, syringes, etc. took turns dancing on the cold corpse. When they returned to their original positions, the complete corpse was already in pieces.
From the head to the ankles, every inch of the corpse's skin was finely cut, revealing the muscle tissue underneath, or the turbid thick paste.
However, these liquid tissues did not flow out due to the division of the skin. They stayed quietly in place, like a static picture.
Mentor Kaz, who manipulated all this smoothly, kept his eyes closed the entire time.
He just moved his fingers, and the tools flew up and retracted by themselves, just like a bloody performance of a puppet.
When the autopsy was over, Instructor Kaz clapped his hands gently, instantly breaking the solidified "time" on the corpse. Blood plasma mixed with pus rushed out of the bones and muscles, overflowed from the flattened skin, and dripped onto the floor tiles of the morgue along the black leather.
"Colom, come here." Kaz's voice sounded.
The head of a short boy appeared above the corpse. He looked at the pool of bright red in front of him without any discomfort and even exclaimed "Wow" in amazement.
"Fill the brain tissue, clean the plasma and pus, and refill the antiseptic gel. Once everything is done, call Hayden... Oh, he's gone. Call the people next door to heal the wound. I'll get someone to come and take the body away."
After saying that, Mentor Kaz opened his eyes, as if the person who had just dealt with the corpse was not him, but a puppet controlled by him.
His slightly cloudy eyes clearly reflected everything on the conveyor belt, but there was no strange emotion at all.
He had been doing this kind of work for many years, dissecting friends, students, and enemies. He had thought that unless it was Gorza who appeared on the conveyor belt, he would not be surprised if anyone died.
After instructing the apprentice, Kaz turned and walked out of the morgue.
As he left, some small objects in the room shook slightly, as if they were being gently pulled by a thin string.
But soon, this disturbing noise stopped as the scarlet door closed.
Chlom respectfully watched Kaz leave, then rolled up his sleeves and began to clean up the mess with excitement.
The cleaning work was completed smoothly, and he began to inject gel into Nick's body. This gel replaced the blood and other flowing tissues in the human body, allowing the corpse to become plump again.
Then comes the crucial step, which requires replacing the brain into the two halves of Nick's head.
But he seemed a little nervous when he took out an artificial skull from a box.
He tried hard to keep a straight face, but his trembling eyes revealed his true emotions.
Insert the artificial skull, close the skull, and fix it with simple sutures.
This set of movements was only slightly slower than the previous one.
Not long after, a strange face appeared with a look of despair on his face. He used several repair spells on the corpse that Chrom had put together.
Then he nodded to Chrome with the same dejected look, indicating that he had finished his work, and left the morgue listlessly.
And Colom, who had been standing by and watching, suddenly let out a long, silent sigh after the stranger left.
…
The scene stops and Thor begins to struggle to get out of Nick's body.
However, as soon as he exerted force, he severed the connection between him and Nick.
After selecting the locator, everything is very different from before. The once difficult walking, powerful enemies, and terrifying mental interference have all become much easier.
When the fog covering the knowledge of witchcraft is dispelled by great power, all that remains are principles and rules.
Thor successfully left Nick's body and returned to his own body.
Then he got up from the ground and asked the four consciousnesses, "What do you think of this place?"
Just when he entered Nick's body, he deliberately told the diary not to pass on what he saw to the several consciousnesses, but to let them study and discuss separately in an isolated space.
This time, the first person to start writing was Hermann.
Herman: [I didn’t figure out anything…]
Well, Hermann is an action-oriented wizard apprentice, so it would be difficult for him to study the wave patterns and implicit information of spiritual bodies.
But Thor did not receive any good news afterwards. The messages sent by Morton and Agudu were too short and the real content could not be analyzed.
Sol did not continue to ask. The remaining An was a complex of multiple consciousnesses that had just taken shape recently and needed to improve its self-awareness. Sol did not think about how fast An's mind could turn.
"I do have a clue, but it will take some effort to track down the real mastermind." Thor also sighed.
The person who took over his job in the morgue, Chlom, was still only a first-level apprentice. And judging from his expression when he was moving, he seemed a little nervous, but not afraid.
Nine times out of ten, they just accept bribes and do things for others.
But fortunately, Thor can still track down who is contacting Chrom.
As long as he was under the title of Gorza's mentor, if Kullom dared to hesitate, Thor would admire his courage! But no matter what, the caution of the mastermind behind the scenes frightened him.
Each link involves two or three people, or maybe more.
Thor was a little hesitant before. Was he his target?
But after a series of investigations, he could only laugh and said, "I don't deserve it."
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Unexpectedly, at this time, An, who was the least expected, took the initiative to come forward.
An: [Master~ I seem to have deciphered the meaning of this mental fluctuation. ]
Agu: [! ]
Morton: [! ]
Herman: [? ]
The three consciousnesses each used a punctuation mark, which well expressed their surprise.
Thor hadn't expected An to be able to decipher it. Although An's tone didn't sound very sure, Thor, who had seen the power of the Wraith Hand, thought that this tone was actually a kind of showing off.
There was a glimmer of interest in his eyes. "Tell me about it."
An: [“Smash it”, that’s the phrase.]
A very simple signal.
Thor raised his hand and touched his chin. He liked to do this action whenever he was thinking.
Herman: [Smash it? What kind of control is that?]
Morton: [No, now that you mention it, it seems to be true.]
Agu: [Indeed, it is difficult to infer the unknown, but if you know the answer and then reverse it, it will be easy. If you use this information to reverse it... at least the reverse equation is successful. ]
An: [Hehe~]
Thor didn't bother to calculate it again, as he believed in Morton and Agu's experience and calculation ability. But he was more curious about why An could deduce this result.
"How did you do that?"
Faced with Saul's question, An seemed a little hesitant.
An: [Uh... If I say that the memory came out on its own, would you believe me, Master? ]
An Ben thought that Thor would hesitate for a moment, but he raised his eyebrows and asked her, "Xin! Does this memory belong to the vengeful hand or the incomplete evil spirit?"
An immediately became obedient.
【It is an evil spirit.】
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