This area obviously has a very special significance for heretics, otherwise they wouldn’t have stopped chasing after Koran crossed the flesh and blood wall.
And the hatchery behind the wall accounts for a small part …
"Wonderful speculation" A strange voice suddenly exploded in Kelan’s head. "I have to admit that you almost guessed most of the truth, but it hurts to deviate from some details."
"Who are you?" Koran was this sound a surprised raised his hand axe warily looked around.
"I am the real controller of the’ sick village’ who you guessed was behind the scenes," the voice said again.
"can you read my mind?" If this is the case, wouldn’t it be "thorough" for this person? Then this man will hide his secrets in front of him … He can’t help feeling a fear that has never appeared before.
He felt as if he were tied to an autopsy table, and a sharp circular saw cut his skull along his eyebrows, still steaming, and his brain was held out by a pair of hands with germ gloves and placed on a table full of poles.
The precision laser cutting machine runs steadily and quickly, cutting his body into several thin slices with a thickness of not even a millimeter, while his brain is connected into a biological computer, and all his thoughts, consciousness and memories are decrypted one by one like disk data, and people can browse at will.
"The picture you imagined is interesting, but they don’t have to do it."
"Even these things can be spied? ！” Koran bit his teeth unwillingly. He simply stopped thinking about anything, closed his eyes and forced himself into a state similar to meditation.
"oh? Want to stop thinking to resist my peeping? " There seems to be a sarcastic smile in that voice. "But you can’t stop thinking if you abandon your distractions."
"You might as well chat with me for this kind of work," the other party suddenly said.
"Chat? What’s there to talk about when you can see clearly what’s on my mind? " Kelan asks.
"Although I can read your past memories and spy on your present thoughts, I can predict that your mind has not yet been born. Everything in the future is determined by law … just like the famous Schrodinger cat, it will never be known until it is observed."
"…" Kelan wanted to refute him, but found himself unable to find a place to refute him.
"Go straight ahead for 272 meters, turn left and enter the third airtight door from the right, then go straight for 100 meters and cross the fire escape, and you will come to me."
"A trap?" This is Kelan’s first reaction, but he soon rejected the idea-since the other party can understand his own thinking, it will trap this means to deal with himself …
Koran is somewhat sad to find that if this sound wants to be his own enemy, he won’t win.
……
Follow the route the other party told him, and Kelan walked to the end of the fire escape. In front of him, there was a thick airtight door. The paint had been peeled off and the exposed alloy material was covered with this gray oxide layer. This door was not covered by those meat films, and it looked particularly conspicuous in a large dark red tone.
Kelan took a deep breath and seized the airtight door valve force rotation.
"Ga-cheep-"
He pushed the airtight door slowly with the toothache friction.
Behind the door is a circular hall. There are many mechanical arms with different specifications hanging from the top of the hall, but now these mechanical arms have also been wrapped in meat film, which looks like the limbs of biochemical monsters
There is a cone-shaped "meat mountain" in the center of the hall, and at the top of it is a human body.
Half-finished, to be exact.
This is a bloated man. His body is full of polymer-permeable tubes, which extend all the way to the floor. His body is integrated with this giant meat mountain more than ten meters high, and traces left by surgical suture can be seen vaguely at the waist and abdomen.
Kelan turned his eyes to his face.
This man has half a face.
The nasal root has disappeared, and a large number of hyperplastic tissues have filled the lateral space of facial bones. Many blood vessels, nerves and fascia of normal human body tightly wrap the posterior spine and extend to the place deep in the skull where Koran’s vision can’t be seen.
"Please allow me to formally introduce myself-as you guessed, I am the Pope, the creator of the flesh-and-blood wall, and the actual controller of the sick village … Of course, I don’t mind you calling me another name, Chiron."
"Pope … Chiron?" Koran suddenly has a very strange feeling "wait a minute … Chiron is the Chiron Centauri in ancient Greek mythology? The one who later became Sagittarius? "
"Exactly. That’s where my name comes from."
"Pope … the fifth card of Grand Akana … Pope … on behalf of God happens to be the’ high priest’ Chiron … you are a member of the undead crew? The fifth seat … Pope Chiron? ！” Kelan couldn’t help opening his eyes … This is the first time he has seen the members of the undead members.
"I was," Chiron said, "but I made a mistake, a very serious mistake. Because of this, I was expelled from the undead crew club and exiled to this prison that I tailored."