Compared with when Chen Ge first came in, the world behind the door began to change, like a sleeping person slowly waking up.
Walking through the corridor, Chen Ge heard the sound of two people talking from the charnel house No. 7.
"I heard that the experiment failed again?"
"Yes, they are all dead. No one can come out of that room. It's terrible. I hope it will never be my turn."
"You think so. I guess the next batch will be the two of us. Have you noticed that there have been very few new people coming recently?"
"I discovered it. Maybe the test was stepped up for this reason. Something happened outside."
"Actually, I quite sympathize with that corpse. It was liked by a madman, and it will be tortured even after death, and it will not lead to peace of mind."
"Shut up, this is not something we can discuss, and work hard."
Chen Ge stood at the door and glanced inside. There were two monsters talking inside the room.
They only roughly have the shape of a human, with the same face as a normal person, but the body seems to be stuck together like mud, and it is only the red blood stitches that keep it from falling apart.
Scanning the faces of these two monsters, Chen Ge was a little surprised.
Although their bodies were pieced together the day after tomorrow, their faces were their own. Chen Ge had seen photos of the two of them in the room covered with photos outside the Blood Gate.
Both of them are victims of the Ghost Stories Association, and one of them is the father of Patient 41, a middle-aged man who abused his children.
Chen Ge was not in a hurry to enter the charnel house No. 7. His mind was running rapidly, and everything he saw in front of him was roughly consistent with his guess.
These two should be the support staff Liu Zhengyi mentioned. They are composed of the remnants of the victims of the Ghost Story Association and directly serve the "principal".
"Working for the tiger?" This word came directly to Chen Ge's mind. In his opinion, the Guaitan Association is indeed an organization with no bottom line. After people die, they will take away the victims' memories and force them to do things for themselves.
"Wait, I will rescue you all." Chen Ge gripped the skull-crushing hammer and squatted at the corner of the corridor, using his dark eyes to secretly watch warehouse No. 7.
The two monsters lifted up the bloody cloth on the ground. Inside were corpses, which looked like they had been brought in from the world outside the door.
They lifted the body and placed it on the cart, facing the morgue door.
"You're ready, let's open the cabinet."
One of the monsters stood nervously next to the morgue, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand covered with stitches, and opened the lock on the cabinet.
The moment the lock spring bounced, the thick door of the morgue was knocked open, and countless thick blood vessels stretched out like a giant python.
The other monster, who was experienced, moved the cabinet door and immediately pushed the car forward.
When the blood vessel stretched out, it just pushed the body on the car in front of the blood vessel.
Those blood vessels wrapped around the body like an octopus's tentacles, dragging it deep into the morgue.
"Close the cabinet door quickly!"
The two monsters worked together to close the cabinet door, but something unexpected happened when they locked it. A blood vessel came out of the gap and wrapped around the arm of one of the monsters, directly breaking the monster's forearm.
The cabinet door was still being hit repeatedly, as if there were several wild beasts trapped inside the cabinet.
When the arm was taken away, the monster didn't cry out in pain, as if it had long been accustomed to it. It took advantage of the blood vessel to retreat and closed the lock.
After more than ten seconds, the morgue became quiet, and the two monsters began to prepare to open the second morgue.
It wasn't until all the corpses were put into the cabinet that the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. By this time, they were already scarred and their bodies were mutilated in many places.
"It's finally over."
The two monsters pushed the cart away from Warehouse No. 7, and Chen Ge followed quietly.
"They put the corpses outside the door into the morgue for the blood vessels to absorb. Are they providing nutrients to the bloody world?" Chen Ge looked at the thick blood vessels on the ceiling above his head, and the countless blood threads flowing quietly inside, and became even more
I feel like this world is weird and abnormal.
"The Ghost Stories Association discovered the existence of the 'Gate' five years before me. They seem to have mastered the method of transforming the 'Gate'." Chen Ge glanced inside as he passed by the No. 7 charnel house and felt that it did not look like a bloody place.
The school is more like a bloody factory: "I always feel that Dr. Gao is a more terrifying monster than the Gate. This person is so crazy that I have no idea what he is thinking."
Walking a few meters further, there were two doctors in white coats arguing at the door of the No. 6 charnel house. They talked about a lot of professional terms related to the human body, but Chen Ge didn't understand a word of it anyway.
Doctors seemed to have a very high status in this bloody world, and the two "support staff" did not dare to approach them at all, as if approaching them was a form of disrespect.
After the doctor finished arguing and left, the two monsters dared to whisper a few words to vent their dissatisfaction.
"It seems that the experiment failed again. The room has swallowed hundreds of people."
"Actually, it's not a failure. Wasn't that corpse able to be moved a long time ago?"
"What do you know? The corpse is alive, but the soul has long since dissipated. The madman wanted to find his wife's soul. The soul and the corpse are combined, and then they can barely be considered a person."
"I don't understand. It has nothing to do with me anyway. Let's walk faster. We're at the place where that crazy old man lives. If we meet him, something will happen again."
"I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me."
The two monsters closed their mouths and slowed down as they passed the No. 4 morgue for fear of making any noise.
But what they didn't expect was that there was an old man standing behind the door of Morgue No. 4. When he saw someone coming, he opened the door directly.
"You two stand there!" The old man's voice was stern and unsmiling, which made people feel scared.
"Doctor Wei, are you looking for us?" The two monsters crowded together and did not dare to get close.
"Answer me a question." The old man has a pair of sharp eyes.
The monster did not dare to resist when the old man stared at him, and nodded reluctantly: "What do you want to ask?"
His lips moved, and the old man looked confused: "Am I dead?"
As soon as this question was asked, the blood vessels in the passage began to speed up, and the organs on the walls beat more violently.
"Aren't you alive and well?" The two monsters forced a smile.
"But I clearly remember that I am dead?" The old man knitted his eyebrows together and began to think deeply.
One of the monsters quietly pulled the other monster, and they slowly retreated deeper into the corridor and trotted away.