Chapter 155 Chaos Block No. 13 (12) Unfinished Painting...
The Axemen were preparing for the parade next Monday. Gao Mengtang, who had a solid foundation in art, helped them draw banners and posters. Before they knew it, it was late at night, and bursts of howling could be heard in the old city.
It sounded like the howling of large wild beasts and the sharp cries of birds and animals.
"What's outside?" Gao Mengtang was writing "All men are created equal" with red ink.
Broken Heart lies on the ground, cutting out the collage: "Monsters. There are many monsters in the old city. There are especially many that hide during the day and come out at night."
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and a bloody bat rushed over, flapping its wings against the glass. Gao Mengtang was startled, and the tip of the pen was not properly retracted, so he quickly drew two strokes.
"Are you scared, Black Prince? You'll get used to it." Duanchang yawned, "It's one in the morning, let's rest. Today is Friday, there are still three days left."
They put away the posters, banners and posters and returned to the bedroom. Outside the window, there were the cries of monsters and the sound of wind blowing through the hollow buildings.
Axe was resting in a private hospital single room, which was better than most residential rooms in terms of accommodation. But Gao Mengtang couldn't sleep, so he got up and wandered in the corridor.
He didn't turn on the light, but used a flashlight, and the light flickered.
Ward 408 was empty, with a layer of dust on the silk sheets. Gao Mengtang searched the ward for a long time but found no useful clues.
"Is the Black Prince suffering from insomnia?" Duanchang dragged his fish tail and twisted into the room. "Why don't you turn on the lights? The power supply system is working fine."
Gao Mengtang: "I'm afraid that turning on the light will attract the attention of the court."
"Hahaha, don't worry," Duanchang snapped the switch, "We have set up an anti-reconnaissance array outside the hospital, the Court of Justice won't find out. Even if they do, there are nearly 30 mutants here, so they won't dare to attack us. Mutants are much more powerful than ordinary humans!"
The lights came on, illuminating the familiar large bed with pillars. Gao Mengtang still remembered the first time he saw the old man here.
The old man was so old that he looked like a dying tree. When the secretary brought Gao Mengtang in, the first thing the old man said was, "It's 4:20 now, it's not time for rounds yet."
The secretary explained for a long time that they were not doctors or nurses, and they were not here to make rounds. Instead, they were here to help the old man make relief murals.
"Relief mural?" The old man took out his diary, pointed with his fingers, and flipped through the pages one by one. "Oh, that's right. I said I wanted to make a relief mural in the old house. This is the design..."
The old man was so forgetful that Gao Mengtang was afraid that he would forget to pay, or that he would die before the mural was finished.
However, Gao Mengtang was overthinking. The old man was just forgetful and a little old. He was surprisingly healthy.
The mural is 15 meters high, and Gao Mengtang, who is young and weak, had to climb to the top of the scaffolding with trepidation. The old man didn't even need any help, and he climbed up briskly to check the details of the mural.
"Not bad, not bad." The old man praised, "What's your name, kid?"
Gao Mengtang told him for the eighth time: "Grandpa, my name is Gao Mengtang."
"Well, keep doing it. Gao Tangtang, grandpa has high hopes for you."
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"Hey!" Duanchang's hand waved in front of Gao Mengtang's eyes, "Black Prince, what are you daydreaming about?"
"Nothing," Gao Mengtang shook his head, "Do you know the chairman of this hospital, does he hold a black banquet?"
Broken Heart: "I don't know. This hospital has a history of hundreds of years. The dark side must have died a long time ago."
Gao Mengtang: "I just think this hospital is not simple..."
The mural shows a blinded man, a strange and forgetful old man, and a large black banquet in the background. Private hospital...
"If you want to know more about Hei Yankai, just go to the archives." Duan Chang yawned, "Do you need me to lead the way? I happened to be passing by the cold storage. I'm hungry and need a midnight snack."
Gao Mengtang was surprised: "There is also an archive room?"
"What's there to be surprised about? Of course there is," said Duanchang.
Gao Mengtang: "What I mean is, after the hospital stopped operating, the information was not transferred away?"
Broken Heart: "No, they are all stored in the archives. We wanted to use the waste paper to make a fire, but we have a fire-type mutant."
This is even more strange. There have been many medical accidents at Jialong Hospital in Jiecheng. When the Internet was flooded with rumors, they were so well-connected that the hospital was shut down, but why didn’t they transfer the files?
As they were talking, they came to the archives room.
The entire hospital is decorated elegantly and warmly. All doors are made of soft wooden materials. Only the door of the archive room is made of iron, and there is a red label "No Entry" on the door.
The Axeman had forced the door open long ago, and now the iron door was half open. Duanchang went to the cold storage to find food, and Gao Mengtang went in alone.
The filing cabinet was five meters high, reaching the ceiling, with a rusty chair next to it. The documents inside were packed in blue folders, tightly arranged in rows.
I pulled out a book at random, it was a medical record. Nothing interesting.
The front row of shelves were filled with medical records. Gao Mengtang walked back, pulled out a notebook, opened it, and finally understood why the hospital didn't move the files away.
The notes are all in Esperanto.
It doesn’t matter if the medical records are discovered by others, they are not important information.
It doesn't matter if someone finds the notes of the Otherworldly language. Those who know this language are basically from the Otherworld, so there is no need to look through his notes.
Those who don't understand this language won't be able to read even the punctuation marks in these characters that look like symbols.
Gao Mengtang flipped through the pages, trying to find a sentence he could understand.
"Wait." A jade-white hand reached out, pressed the page, and flipped forward. Li Mo floated behind Gao Mengtang, and his eyeballs moved under his thin eyelids while reading.
Li Mo: “It’s interesting.”
"Oh, I actually forgot about you. You know Esperanto, please help me translate it." Gao Mengtang said.
"The diary says: I am very disappointed. Humans are very different from the Moon and Shadow. I tried to fuse 15 pairs of twins with the Tongxin vine, but all failed. The fused life was very strange and did not have the shape of the Moon creatures."
"Tongxin Vine, the legacy of the Seventh Sage King. It can even perfectly fuse moon creatures and dead-borns, but it cannot fuse two tiny human twins."
"Humans are... incomprehensible creatures."
Li Mo translated line by line: "Human twins are basically two different individuals. Unlike the life forms in the other world, human twins are complete on their own and have no complementary aspects."
Each of them is complete and there is no complementarity? This sentence seems to inadvertently reveal a message that there are twins in the other world, and the twins are "incomplete" and "complementary" to each other.
What Gao Mengtang cared about even more was the sentence "Use Tongxin vine to fuse 15 pairs of twins".
Life in the inner world is bred outside the body, and the Tongxin vine can be likened to the alchemy furnace of life. After a certain amount of materials are put into it, it can reshape the life form.
The Seventh Wise King used it to fuse his own genes with those of the Dead Born.
It seems that the owner of the diary wants to use this characteristic of Tong Xin Teng to try to merge the twins into one person.
What is the purpose of this? To control population growth?
It's ridiculous and impossible.
Gao Mengtang thought for a moment, and combined with the sentence "human twins are complete", he thought of a possibility:
The owner of the diary is one of the twins in the other world.
The twin in the other world is "incomplete", and he wants to merge with the other twin to become "complete".
"There's another sentence here," Li Mo turned another page, "■■■■... It's too difficult. Only when the two merge into one, and degenerate into a vulgar and free life, can I be considered truly alive."
■The four characters in some parts were blackened out by the person who wrote the diary, and the handwriting is unclear.
"Merge into one... It seems that my guess is right. The owner of the diary comes from the other world, and he wants to merge with the other twin into one person." Gao Mengtang thought.
Li Mo propped himself on the bookshelf with one hand and continued to flip through his diary: "Twins... are not common. I have been wandering in the other world for more than 200 years and have never seen twins... Maybe it's because I haven't paid attention to twins."
"Now, we have a direction for investigation." Gao Mengtang said, "We found a pair of twins from the other world."
But who is the owner of this notebook, Hei Yankai, or someone else? Is Hei Yankai from the inside world?
Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a "click" sound beside him. He turned around and saw that Li Mo had dropped the notebook on the ground. He looked like he was struck by lightning, his eyes wide open and his face pale.
"What's wrong?" Gao Mengtang squatted down, picked up the notebook and took a look at it. He was so surprised that he was speechless.
On one page of the notebook, there was a rough draft of a painting drawn in pencil, and in the corner it was written in Common: Unfinished Painting.
——The Black Banquet begins
The words were crooked, like a child just learning to write.
In this sketch, a man in a white wizard's robe sits in an armchair, looking ahead with an indifferent expression. Behind him is an antique bookshelf and on the left side of the painting is an open window.
It is exactly the Li Mo in the painting!
Before Gao Mengtang could come to his senses, Li Mo snatched the notebook and flipped through it quickly. However, Hei Yankai never mentioned the unfinished painting again in his notebook.
Veins popped out on the back of Li Mo's hand, and his voice was trembling unnoticeably: "Hei Yankai, who is he? What kind of person is he? Have you ever seen him?"
"No." Gao Mengtang shook his head.
"What about the news? He opened such a big hospital, he should be a celebrity, hasn't he been in the news?" Li Mo asked anxiously.
Gao Mengtang: "I haven't seen his photo, and he doesn't seem to have appeared in the news... Don't worry, Hei Yankai can travel from the inner world to the outer world, so he must have outstanding abilities. He was able to survive the war, and he won't encounter any accidents in the peaceful outer world."
Hearing this, Li Mo instantly felt relieved. He still tightly grasped the notebook and muttered absentmindedly: "Yes, there will be no accidents..."
"Let's look for clues in the dungeon now, and then go find Hei Yankai after we get out of the dungeon." Gao Mengtang said.
"Yes, I have to find him." Li Mo repeated to himself. He supported himself with his arms and pulled his lower body out of the scroll.
After Gao Mengtang completed the painting, Li Mo had legs again, but his legs were very weak and he walked slowly. Li Mo held onto the bookshelf, slowly moving his feet, pulling out the notes one by one, picking out those with the same handwriting as Hei Yankai.
Gao Mengtang: "The important clues now are 'Tong Xin Teng' and 'twins'. By investigating these two points, it will be easier to find relevant information about Hei Yankai..."
"Tong Xinteng? What Tong Xinteng?" A heartbreaking voice came from outside the archive room, "Black Prince, has Tong Xinteng invaded this hospital?"
"Well, no, we were just chatting." Gao Mengtang said.
Duanchang breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "The most difficult monster in Area 13 is the Tongxinteng. It will parasitize the human body. In the early stage, there is no abnormality in appearance..."
It sounds like the Tongxin vines have evolved again in the past 10 years. The individuals they parasitize are monsters, but they are more like humans.
"The Tongxin vine will change the thinking habits of the host. It likes to feed on humans, especially those who are related to the host by blood." Duanchang twisted the fish tail, dragging a glowing water trail.
"You know," Broken Heart continued, "just three months ago, a girl was parasitized. When people found her the next morning, she had already absorbed her father, brother, two uncles, and two cousins into her body."
As he spoke, Duanchang handed Gao Mengtang a small bottle of brown potion and said, "What a pity! The girl's mother died early. When she was parasitized, she had already been admitted to the Court of Inquisition."
"What is this?" Gao Mengtang looked at the brown potion in his hand. It looked very much like Huoxiang Zhengqi Water.
"The 37604 blocker launched by Guangming Pharmaceutical. It was developed in April of the 376th year of the Xinyuan Era. Eight hours after taking it, it can effectively prevent the parasitism of Tongxin vine. Drinking it after being parasitized can also kill the Tongxin vine in the body, making it fail to parasitize." Duanchang inserted a straw and drank a bottle himself. "The effect is very good, you should drink it. Bah, it's so bitter..."
Gao Mengtang took a sip tentatively and found that he felt no discomfort. He drank it in three gulps.
"Oh, by the way, 04 blockers will produce a strong rejection reaction to dietary fiber. Before and after taking the medicine, you need to reduce your dietary fiber intake." Duanchang smacked his lips, "That means eating less vegetables and more meat. Ah!"
The heartbroken monster screamed: "Black Prince, are you... a vegetarian?!"
Gao Mengtang held a small empty bottle and said, "Important things should be said in advance."
He gradually felt dizzy and his skin was burning hot, as if he had a fever.
"Hurry, hurry! Go to the underground clinic!" Duanchang pulled Gao Mengtang and ran out.
*
A dark and messy old house.
"Commander Li, would you like to reconsider the matter of Guangming Pharmaceutical Factory?" Fu Yi smiled so much that every wrinkle on his face bloomed, and he pushed a cup of tea over.
Sitting opposite was Li Ren, the chief of the epidemic prevention and control department of the courtroom. He was about 40 years old, with a serious expression and a serious attitude. When Fu Yi pushed the tea to him, he didn't even look at it.
Fu Yi's smile was still bright: "How much tax does our pharmaceutical company pay every year? We made a lot of money with the launch of the 04 blocker. Money is a good thing. If you can be a little more lenient, we can make more money together..."
"Relax a little?!" Li Ren slammed the table, causing the tea bowl he had just poured to topple over, spilling tea all over the table. "Relax, do you mean by allowing Tong Xin Teng to enter the city and endanger ordinary people?!"
"When more people are sick, medicine will be easier to sell," Fu Yi smiled sweetly. "Whether District 13 is in chaos or not, what does it have to do with you, the leader of Yingzhu District? Your son is going to school too, isn't he?"
Li Ren stood up and said, "Don't threaten me with my family. If you have the guts, break into my house by stepping on the body of the guard. I want to see how capable you are!"
After saying that, Li Ren turned away. The moment he turned around, Fu Yi's face suddenly darkened and his eyes were so gloomy that he seemed to want to kill someone.
"Help! Help quickly! Brother Fu, give him an injection of anti-blocker!" Duanchang dragged Gao Mengtang and broke in through the back door.
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