Chapter 236: Hostile

Within the range of perception that Lin Xiang has fully released, Land Walker is a target of focus. The biological magnetic field energy released from him attracts the brain's thinking consciousness to constantly surround and entangle with this as the core. It is like a strand of life-related detection waves, trying to search for all the gaps entering it and dig out every hidden secret.

Walls and rocks can block the line of sight, but cannot block the extension of the tentacles of thinking. In the perceptual simulation picture formed by the brain based on environmental obstacles, bioelectromagnetic fluctuations, temperature changes and other factors, they are all inanimate and transparent.

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The lights in the basement are very bright, but there is no heat.

Shrubton held a male corpse that had just been dragged out of the ice warehouse and placed it flat on another vacant cement platform opposite. Due to the lack of brain thinking and central nervous system control, its movements seemed a bit stiff, and it felt like a worn-out robot whose energy might be exhausted at any time and joint parts were rusted for a long time without oiling. But no matter what, it was still able to move and make various corresponding command actions as the command of the whistle in Rand Walker's mouth.

The sharp scalpel was slowly cut off from the left shoulder of the corpse, and the thin blade tilted across the lower layer of the skin, accurately separating the fat and muscles. The cold temperature dropped the frequency of molecular activity to the lowest point. The dead cells did not deteriorate the nuclear fluid due to the termination of metabolism, causing the subsequent corpse to expand and rot. They remained intact, soft, bright red, and elastic, but were no longer life in the true sense.

In Rand Walker's opinion, this is actually the most wonderful moment in human life. Of course, it is just for oneself.

Dead people will not resist, will not suffer pain, and will not resist or violate foreign invasion. They are very obedient and will always be the best material as long as they are properly preserved.

The complete triceps were removed from the arm and placed on the arm that looked like ape-type dead body. Rand Walker took out a stainless steel flat box from the freezer, opened it, took out a piece of soaked in physiological nutrient solution, and used silk thread made of muscle strength as material to sew the newly cut muscles closely together with the corpse.

This sophisticated technique is enough to shame the best tailors. They can make clothes with soft fabrics, but they will never think that someone will actually use muscles as materials and human skeletons as support, stack them layer by layer, and eventually create a new monster that is lifeless but can move freely like normal humans.

Rand Walker focused on looking at the ligament that had just been sutured in front of him, and focused on searching for every detail that might be ignored by him. The muscles generate strength through contraction, but the ligaments are the key to controlling muscle contraction and swelling. The difficulty of creating a new body is even more difficult than heart surgery. Any slight error may cause the "toy" body functions to be damaged and become a living zombie without movement.

He did not notice at all that the surface of the staircase connected to the ground behind him suddenly had a fleeting blur. It was as if the white hot mist that had just spit out from his mouth had been swallowed up by the cold air in an instant, without a trace.

Lin Xiang did not make any noise. While transforming the cells of the body, the virus also transformed the old human respiratory system. Even parasites with the same mutant ability could not detect the breath spewed out from the mouth and nose at such a close distance.

Shrubton stood solemnly next to Land Walker with his head held high, his standard standing posture comparable to the best soldier of the old era. His eyes were looking straight ahead, just less than six meters away from the opposite side, Lin Xiang was slowly revealing his figure from his hidden state. His completely transparent combat suit also quickly converted into a light gray surface color under the action of electronic energy waves.

Shrubton is a corpse man. He has no self-awareness. He will never react to changes outside except for fighting according to instructions. Even when he sees a heavy tank that is coming towards him, he will still stand honestly and let the heavy tracks crush himself into ragged meat paste. As for Lin Xiang, who has just appeared like a ghost... In his eyes, there is actually no difference from the cold and lifeless wall.

Lin Xiang had already seen every move of Rand Walker. It was no difficulty for him to enter this clinic with complete facilities and extremely strict sealing methods. Door locks and iron bolts could only have an effect on ordinary people. In front of a high-level parasite with multiple mutation abilities, defense methods in the ordinary sense were useless.

Unconsciously, Rand Walker was still focusing on the corpse on the operating table. The muscles selected for suturing were limited to the strongest, most powerful and most flexible parts on the arms and thighs. His movements were very exquisite. The scalpel was like a probe to cover the gaps in which the muscles were combined with each other quickly and skillfully, cutting the intermediate layer connected by the mucosa, carefully separating it like picking fruits, repeating the entire process of stacking, suturing and splicing.

"This can no longer be considered a job. To be precise, it should be an exquisite art. I have to admit that you are indeed a very patient and skilled doctor."

A sudden sound came from behind, like a sudden thunder rolling in the depths of the sky, completely breaking the strange and cold silence in the basement.

Rand Walker stiffened his whole body, holding it in his food, and the scalpel between his thumb suddenly slipped, quickly deviating from the trajectory controlled by his wrist. He was slanted and tilted into the separated muscles, deeply cutting the thick and strong vertical texture, revealing a slope-shaped crack pulled by the ligament to both sides, and became narrower and narrower from top to bottom.

Countless thoughts instantly poured into his brain and disappeared in an instant.

His green pupils suddenly shrank, and his slender and straight eyebrows frowned slightly. He didn't say anything or turn around.

Rand Walker doesn't like the feeling of being controlled. He has imagined countless times various scenes when he was found dissecting a corpse. This is not a weird thing that simply likes fantasy, but rather a setting and back-up plan for the worst possible situation through the illusion that has not yet happened.

Unfortunately, among the nearly hundreds of the most dangerous situations that Land Walker expected, there was no type that actually happened next to him.

Prediction is not a baseless imagination.

He once thought of nearly sixty difficulties that may occur after being sneaked into his home by enemies by various types of methods. In order to deal with it and learn in advance, special devices that can send early warning signals are installed at each entrance of the clinic and the necessary passage to the basement.

There is a hidden bell on the handrail of the door handle, and there is a thin shell glass that can be crushed in the crack behind the door panel. Even next to the stone slab that must be raised into the basement, there is a modified electronic sensing alarm that can react sensitively to temperature changes. Any of them can make you predict that strangers will break in in advance. It only takes twenty-seven seconds at most. Land Walker can restore the reaction of three corpses, including Shraddon. In addition, in the special environment in the basement, Land Walker can use special cell stimulation fluid to restore the combat effectiveness of the other ten spare corpses stored in the cold storage in the next five minutes. Relying on these effective defense methods, you can enter the secret passage set in advance and leave the clinic quietly and escape.

A person who suddenly appeared behind him without touching any alarm device sounded incredible. However, Rand Walker was keenly aware of the meaning contained in it.

That means that the person who came has far exceeded his imagination. He is very powerful and even has an extremely shocking sense of perception. Otherwise, even a hunting dog with a keen sense of smell may not be able to find all the hidden mechanisms.

Rand Walker did not whistle and ordered Shraddon to fight back. It seemed too late to do so. Any unnecessary actions would only make you die faster without knowing whether the other party had a gun in his hand.

Besides, he had already heard who the voice from behind belonged to. Although it appeared very suddenly, there was no component of hostility or hatred.

"Doctor, please turn around. I don't like talking to other people's butts. Although, it's only less than two hours since the last time we met."

Lin Xiang's voice was as low and magnetic as usual.

The toes drove the body backward at a slow speed. The moment the eyes came into contact with Lin Xiang's black eyes, Rand Walker's tightly pursed lips suddenly bent upward, revealing a smile of inexplicable meaning.

"Want to have a cup of coffee? I also have a good quality product. If you want, we can change the place and sit comfortably on the sofa outside and then have a good talk."

"I am not picky. Although I don't like it very much, I'm still sloppy."

Lin Xiang looked at Land Walker quietly for a few minutes, took a few steps back, sat sideways on the upper part of the clinic, and was also the only cement staircase that looked to be able to enter and exit the room.

Seeing this, Rand Walker also pulled a chair from the side with a calm expression and sat directly opposite him.

"If I remember correctly, it should be your toy?"

Lin Xiang glanced at Shraddon, who was standing against the wall like a javelin, and then re-betted his eyes on Rand Walker.

"That's right! You should have seen their power when you were in Liujin City."

Rand Walker nodded and answered extremely simply. In this case, he could not lie, nor did he need to lie.

"I am bluntly speaking, using the bodies of the dead to create playthings is actually a blasphemy." Lin Xiang's voice gradually became a bit cold, but was always as gentle as water.

He was not worried that the tone of speaking too strongly would cause the other party to be furious. Rand Walker did not release any supernatural aura, which means that he was just an ordinary person.

"The word "morality" no longer exists in this world."

Rand Walker slowly took off his rubber gloves, grabbed a clean rag from the white porcelain plate placed on the counter, carefully wiped the bloody scalpel, and said lightly: "From the moment the nuclear warhead fell, civilization and law were thrown into the garbage dump. I was just staying at my own home, using unusual materials and methods to make something I like to pass the time."

There was silence in the room.

Lin Xiang stared at the man sitting opposite him with a clear gaze, as if he wanted to peel off every cell on his body with his eyes and find out the hidden secrets.

He keenly realized that the other party's words obviously contained another meaning. Especially the three words "nuclear warhead", which instinctively allowed him to associate Land Walker with the old era. Only those who have experienced and seen the scene of a nuclear bomb explosion will have indelible memories of the high temperature that is even more intense and dazzling than the sun and hotter than the melting of fire. In other words, Land Walker is likely to be like himself, a survivor left behind from the old era.

This inference sounds surprising, but it is not impossible. In the old era, there were as many as 100 million humans, and it is normal for them to see a few special survivors. Liu Yuchen from the Joint Doctors Association, Wang Daxia, who had been sleeping in the medical training cabin for decades, and the Skeleton Knight who had received virus injection... They all came from the old era that had long been destroyed.

"You and I are not enemies."

Lin Xiang showed a irrelevant smile: "Toys attacked my troops in Liujin City, but did not cause casualties. Now, you have not caused any damage to Yinyue City, and it is even of great help to the nearby citizens in relieving their illnesses."

"Hahahaha! That's just your thoughts."

Rand Walker wiped the last trace of residual blood from the scalpel, raised his head, and burst into a sensation of nerves: "If you said these words at this dinner today, I might have let you go because I had eaten together. After all, according to the ancient Arab custom of the old era, people who shared bread and salt under the same roof can become friends. But now, from the moment you walked into this room and appeared behind me, we have no chance of peace. You are my enemy, and we will never die-"

While the last word was vented, Rand Walker's cheeks quickly bulged up. He circled his lips and made a sharp and harsh tremor. Suddenly, Shraddon, who was standing next to him, seemed to be suddenly stimulated by electric current, with a strong push brought by energy to penetrate the heart, like a shell that was out of the chamber, with a terrible speed enough to crash everything, and rushed towards Lin Xiang, who was sitting on the stairs in front of him.

At the same time, two corpses with heights and appearances similar to Shraddon on the left side of the house jumped out of the wooden cabinet covered by a blue-gray cloth curtain. They were not wearing clothes, and only their heads could make people different differences from their faces. The instantly expanded muscles produced amazing explosive power. The three of them came from two directions. The wooden eye sockets did not show terrible gazes such as hideousness or intimidation, but they had a coldness that was as threat of death, which made people desperate and fearful.

Lin Xiang sat on the stairs without moving. From the beginning, his figure maintained the best position to explode at any time. The moment when Shrairton swung his right fist and was about to touch his cheek, Lin Xiang bent his left leg, his body sank slightly backward, and his right leg pushed back hard to the ground. Under the powerful thrust, the upper part of his body also tilted slightly towards the front, forming a terrifying forward rush, guiding his shoulders to control his arms, clenched his palms into fists, and facing Shrairton's fist hard.

"Bang-"

The powerful collision caused a violent air flow in the center of both fists. Shrudton's strong muscle body shook. He instinctively wanted to retract his arm and firmly grasp Lin Xiang's hair that was stalking in front of him, but felt that his right body seemed to have lost its due weight, becoming light and swaying, so that he could no longer maintain balance. He fell in a sense of at a loss of balance.

In order to allow the corpse to exert its maximum combat power, Land Walker blocked their painful nerves. The remaining ligaments and biological consciousness could only make a simple reaction. At the moment the two fists intersected, Lin Xiang's power reached the nine-star power, easily shaking Shraddon's fist like a rock crumbler, and pierced his entire arm through the back of his shoulders. The white bone suddenly emerged from the surface of the shoulder potassium, and formed a broken wound. It felt like a sharp spear stabbed with a rapid force, hit by a thick armored tank, the tip of the gun was bluntly broken, and the body of the gun flew into countless residues. In an instant, it broke from beginning to end.

Before Land Walker could come back to his senses, Lin Xiang had already flashed to the back of the other two corpses at a ghostly speed, and gently probed back to the heart part with his hands. The corpses' amazingly hard muscles could not stop this violent force that exceeded his limits. Just in front of Land Walker, Lin Xiang's hands easily broke the back of the corpses like a steel knife, harshly till the muscles, cracked the bones, and grabbed the two hearts wrapped around countless connecting nerves, and pulled them out as if they were urged to get rid of the dead and pulled them out.

The moment the heart left the body, the two corpses seemed to hit a hard transparent crystal wall head-on, spreading their arms, tilting their heads high, as if they were instantly drained of all the power in their bodies, twisting their bodies and standing there in a daze for a moment, losing balance, slowly leaning forward and falling down.

"I have no malice towards you and do not want to be your enemy. Why do you do this? What other secrets do you have to keep in this basement?"
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