Levinhome, riverside within the city.
A group of gentlemen, mainly clad in light-colored coats, were here searching for the assumed ‘Death Factor.’ They all wore Sun Badges, which matched the signage of the grand Sun Hospital, just reduced in size.
The man leading them was none other than the current dean of Sun Hospital, the founder of the Sun Secret Medicine, Dis Campbell.
His influence as a doctor could rank him among the top ten throughout all of Zion’s medical community.
His skin was black and his head bald,
His attire bore an aberrant design (Skin Content 71%), a white, conical robe covered in gold sun patterns with wave lines, and even an exaggerated sun disc protruding from the back (a distinct mutation of Gentleman’s Skin), almost resembling a set of wings.
If one were to remove his coat, they would find that parts of his skin had become speckled, the gold-speckled patterns drawing a sun on his back.
Wherever he went, the fog in the nearby streets would be dispelled.
Every bottle of Sun Secret Medicine was fermented in his ‘sunshine.’
The overcoat was removed,
along with the rubber-like gloves and rain boots,
revealing hands and feet peppered with tiny holes that made one’s scalp tingle just by looking at them,
Upon closer inspection, these holes were found to be enlarged pores, seemingly concealing something within.
“The next thing I’m going to do will to some extent go against gentlemanly dignity and personal ethics, but my original intention is to find the root of death. If this method still doesn’t work, I will voluntarily give up this mission.
Please step back a bit.”
Under Helvoye’s direction, Yi Chen and the others, as well as the clinic apprentices, all retreated to the door of the ward
Bending down with his palms against the ground, droplets of thick fluid seeped out from the honeycomb-like pores, forming a bizarre array on the ground by themselves.
Sssss~ The light bulb in the patient room began to flicker.
As he lifted his hands, a hand-crafted brown coffin rose from the ground.
The upright coffin deconstructed on its own, and a ‘corpse’ marked with human body proportion lines stood in its place.
Yi Chen could detect that the corpse summoned by the old man was alive, with all its organs functioning normally, yet the brain was empty.
The eyes were tightly closed, exuding an eerie aura, just like a living dead.
Helvoye immediately performed a craniotomy on the living dead,
then through perfect ‘human brain transplant,’ he transferred the brain of a corpse that had died no more than half an hour ago into the skull of the living dead.
After Mr. Helvoye had sewn the skull cap back on, considering the possibility of death spreading, he immediately exited the ward to regroup with the team.
Click! The door was closed, leaving only a small hole to peek into the ward.
The living dead summoned by Helvoye actively accepted the foreign organ, the nerves and blood vessels quickly connected, and fresh blood began pumping to the brain.
The bewildered eyes gradually became spirited,
and he swiftly examined his new body with open arms, then twisted his head to look around at the surrounding scene,
All of a sudden, he dashed toward the window,
despite not yet fully adapted to his new body, he still burst out with a speed that transcended instinct, some strong will stimulating the adrenaline to secrete furiously.
The glass window of the ward was shattered, and he plummeted vertically down from the seventh floor, landing perfectly headfirst.
The crowd also rushed downstairs to the outside of the hall at the first opportunity.
Brain matter and blood were spreading outward,
the corpse, with a broken neck and caved-in head, still had a distinguishable appearance, overflowing with an immensely happy smile, as if his dream had been realized, and realized twice over.
Seeing this, Helvoye came to a preliminary conjecture.
“Instinct, just like humans are born knowing how to breathe, we instinctively take in the oxygen from the air, when hungry we seek food.
As living creatures, we instinctively avoid death, our daily life involving all possible avoidance of risks of dying, and when faced with life-threatening events, the body even secretes hormones that allow us to burst forth with physical abilities beyond our usual levels for a period of time, in order to dodge danger, to get away from death.
this person’s instinct to avoid death had been completely reversed,