Chapter 238 No Looking Back (5/4, please double the monthly votes at the end!)
Sometimes, Ian feels that he is suitable to be a doctor.
It’s not just that the precognitive vision can directly see the lesions beyond human flesh and blood, and it’s not just that the silver chip can provide various professional information in real time like a bunch of professional instruments...
The most important thing is that he can easily know the consequences of the treatment plan he chooses.
A doctor who is not very good at it chooses a medicine and the result is random.
A normal doctor would choose a reasonable treatment plan and wait for the effect.
A good doctor can ensure that the results are what he expects most of the time without too much deviation.
A good doctor knows how to achieve the best results and constantly tries to achieve them during the treatment process.
Ian, on the other hand, can predict the outcome trend of each choice and then choose the best outcome.
Just like it is now.
Taking the knife from Isengard who had calmed down, Ian cut out a fleshy cyst with a diameter of more than five centimeters from the inner thigh of the old man. There was a thin white film inside which was full of parasite larvae.
Because they are suppressed by Ethan's sedative, they cannot reach the brain-blood barrier along the blood, so they can only gather into clusters and form lesions that cause local tissue necrosis.
If the old man had not been numbed by a large dose of anesthetic and was unconscious, it would be difficult to guarantee that Master Gosei could withstand such pain in his weak state.
However, it is impossible to suppress brain-eating worms simply by relying on drugs without relying on surgery.
This parasite is different from all the parasites Ian has seen in the past. It is not an independent life at all: when it exists alone in nature, it mostly exists in the form of ootheca or larvae.
It becomes active only when it comes into contact with the flesh and blood of living beings, and it conducts a large number of strange 'self-replications' while eroding the nerves of living beings.
It can directly connect to the host's nerves and use them for its own use, quickly causing the host to lose self-awareness in a short period of time.
Even, rapid brain death.
Immediately afterwards, the brain-eating bug will gradually devour, replace the host's brain, take over the control of all organs in the body, and become a complete 'life'. And this life is a kind of life that can manipulate the source matter and has the first energy level.
, at least it is a sublimated life of some of the first-level characteristics of combat power!
"Could this thing be a biological warfare weapon created by civilization in the previous era?"
The young man murmured to himself.
It is not impossible. With the technology of civilizations in previous eras, it is not difficult to create such a World of Warcraft-level parasite.
But Ian still finds it a bit strange, because this parasite, apart from its strange characteristics of eroding nerves and brains, is, in a sense, a method that allows people to directly possess the essence through symbiosis.
Compared with uncontrollable biological weapons, why not transform them into 'colonial weapons' that can enhance one's own side? This is obviously a more reasonable method of use.
In other words, is it originally a biological weapon transformed through thousands of years of mutation and transformation?
The body of the brain-eating worm cannot be just a simple weapon. There must be many secrets behind its existence, and it may even be related to why the indigenous people withdrew from the South China Sea ruins and settled in the giant redwood forest area.
Of course, now is not the time to think about this.
Ian picked out all three large lesions on Master Gosei's body as quickly as possible, and then asked Isengard to use his own blood to invade Master Gosei's body, just like controlling a pirate captain.
"The main harm has been identified, but there are still some undeveloped eggs remaining in some corners... You can help Master Gosei deal with the eggs around the internal organs, and I will go see if the others can be saved."
Standing up, Ian gave instructions to the blond boy, and then quickly checked the situation of other surviving fishermen and merchants.
Unfortunately, they are not second-level sublimators like Master Gosei. They have the essence in their bodies to spontaneously resist parasites, and their physical fitness is also a bit worse, so they are now on the verge of death.
In fact, as the sedatives Isengard had injected earlier expired, they almost fell into madness.
"Kill, kill me...please, kill me!!!"
Among the three survivors, only one fisherman was in relatively good physical condition and still had a little bit of consciousness after being attacked by Feiyandi's group.
When he saw Ian approaching him with a knife, he was not afraid. Instead, he suddenly opened his eyes, which were beginning to show flashes of flying mosquitoes, and roared: "Hurry, hurry up, something is coming out."
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"It's still moving, still moving!!"
Because of his sharp and high-pitched howl, several other parasitized people were also awakened. They groaned and slowly woke up. In an instant, the entire cave interior became filled with corpses, pieces of flesh and blood, and various creatures wailing for death.
hell.
What is more terrifying than death is the feeling that one's body, nerves and even brain are being slowly eaten away.
"It really can't be saved, it has already entered the brain."
Looking into the eyes that were beginning to show light blue insect shadows, Ian sighed and held the long sword at his waist: "I can only give them a happy life."
To be honest, he was quite surprised that these people could survive until now.
As an alchemist, Isengard is truly a genius. Even Ian himself had to rely on predicting the future to be able to prepare such a special blocking potion.
It must not only be talent and ability... but also the reason for extraordinary performance after trying your best.
Isengard must really, really want to save the ordinary people who were innocently involved in this disaster.
But in this world, hard work does not lead to results.
"please wait a while……"
Just when Ian was about to give these beggars a death, Isengard stretched out his hand and stopped him.
"Oh?" The white-haired boy was slightly stunned, but soon he understood the thoughts of the peer in front of him who looked extremely complicated, but bit his lip and stood firmly in front of him.
"Let me do it... Ian." Ethan said softly: "I made them suffer for a longer time."
"The teacher is right, it is my self-righteous help that makes them have to endure this pain until now..."
"Indeed, it's your turn."
Ian nodded, then shook his head and said, "But don't say whether it's painful or not. You saved them, and it's up to you to fulfill their wishes."
Ethan did not reply, but leaned down, cut his fingers with a knife, and dripped his own blood into each person's mouth.
He closed his eyes.
Then, wisps of black lines spread across these people's faces.
"Thank you... thank you..."
A relaxed look appeared on the faces of the fisherman and all the parasitized people. The painless death given by the blood of the Corroding Dragon was far more beautiful than the reality of being parasitized.
They died, and Ian had carried Master Gosei on his back.
"Let's go." He looked around at the remaining three cave entrances and exits in front of him and said calmly: "Although I have collapsed the tunnel leading to Feiyandi's main team, Feiyandi's pursuers are not that easy to stop. We have to hurry up.
Find an area where you can escape them."
After speaking, Ian glanced at Isengard, nodded slightly, and walked towards the left one of the remaining three corridors.
Isengard followed silently.
But before leaving this place, he turned back for the last time and took a deep look at the corpses on the ground behind him.
The blond boy didn't say anything, he just left.
No more looking back.
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