125 Sustenance

Inside the cabinet filled with formalin, fragmented putrefied body parts were soaked inside. This was a typical cadaver of a jumping victim. From the damage to the body, the victim must have jumped from a very high altitude. The shape of a human being was barely discernible. The victim appeared to have landed headfirst because the skull had cracked open. Its shape was practically unrecognizable thanks to the shrunken skin holding it together. Since the time of death was recent and the postmortem was done quickly, the putrefaction had not set in that much. Other than the bloated stomach, the other parts of the body looked relatively fresh. Then again, the freshness only added to the atrociousness of the whole thing.

Two surprisingly clear eyeballs floated inside the cracked skull. They appeared to be staring at the group of doctors.

“Ergh…” Even though Cai Zixuan had just come back from an autopsy, the visual impact of this body had influenced him deeply. It was only then that Sun Yuheng and Liu Hong realized that they had been given comparatively preserved cadavers to study while more than hundreds of such putrefied cadavers were stored inside the morgue.

Emptiness, blank emptiness. Gu Jun looked at the cadaver with extreme focus. Finally, some weak lights appeared to flicker at the corner of his vision. It was the precursor to the trigger of an illusion…

“Gu Jun, how do you feel?” Wang Ruoxiang asked with a frown. She also felt that something was off with this cadaver although she could not put her finger on it.

“We need to look at more victims.” Gu Jun let go of the cabinet’s handle and walked to the adjacent one. He pulled it open with Wang Ruoxiang, and they were rewarded with another pile of flesh and bones in a suspension of formalin, the various body parts’ tissue overlapping haphazardly. Unlike the distortion to the victims of Malformed Banyan Disease, the chaos before his eyes was a discord that could not be made sense of. The feeling within Gu Jun’s heart grew stronger, and his heart was racing. The sound of heartbeat pounded in his mind…

“Next one!” he ordered. Wang Ruoxiang moved with him to open the next cabinet. The smell of formalin inside the morgue became more pungent as more cabinets were opened, revealing more and more shattered human bodies like some kind of grotesque display. The group had no idea what Gu Jun was doing, but even they could feel the sense of absurdity that was lingering in the air.

“Empty, empty,” Gu Jun grumbled as his eyes swept over one dead body after another. His heart was beating so fast that it made him feel uncomfortable. “These… are all just empty shells.”

‘What kind of creature is this? The arm does not possess an epidermal layer, so it is not the kind of abnormal creature that has doomed the foreign civilization…’ Gu Jun wanted to lean in closer to take a look at the rest of the body, but once he did so, the illusion around him started to flicker.

‘Calm down, steady,’ he berated himself. He was reminded of Elder Tong’s lesson. To understand chaos, he should not try to make sense of it by categorizing it but by embracing it. Gu Jun calmed down and allowed himself to be overcome by the illusion.

Hong!

Another streak of lightning stuck. Some senseless images suddenly filled his mind. Tilted road signs, dancing murder of crows, blurry characters on a tombstone, heavy rain, a dark sky, wilted ancient trees, and collapsed decrepit tombstones. It was the image of a graveyard…

Rain kept pelting relentlessly. One of the graves had been dug out. The coffin inside had been lifted out. It was placed next to the tombstone, the coffin lid rudely tossed to the side. Several strangely-clad figures were kneeling around the coffin. Were they humans? They did have a head, four limbs, and a body. However, through the illusion, Gu Jun could see that they possessed arms similar to the strange one that he had seen fallen in the coffin in the hole earlier…

Their hands and heads reached into the dark coffin. Sounds were coming from inside the dark recess. It sounded like… munching and crunching…

Gu Jun’s brain was assaulted by blinding pain. An extremely disgusting, chilling scene was shown before his eyes. One of these ugly humanoid creatures’ faces suddenly appeared before his eyes. It was shoving decaying meat into its mouth. Juices of putrefaction were dripping down its jaw…

Inside its hand, there was something silent yet chaotic that leveled its gaze at Gu Jun. It was a rotten eyeball. This scene exploded in Gu Jun’s mind, and extreme pain and nausea overwhelmed him instantly. He almost screamed from the surfeit of senses!

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He suddenly had a clear understanding of these creatures, more understanding than he ever wanted.

‘Abyssal Mission: Complete a full autopsy on one zombie within a week. Reward: Unknown.’

The creature that he had seen in the graveyard earlier, that was a zombie.