The system is the king of the counterattack master

Walking back to the mummy again, Han Xiaodong was not as scared as before. He squatted down in front of the mummy, took out his flashlight and carefully observed the appearance of the film.

That layer of film seems to be very thin, and it can even transmit light, but if the light is farther away, it is not so strong, and it seems to be connected into one piece, covering a person's entire face into a meat ball.

Looking carefully at the junction of the film and the mouth and nose, Han Xiaodong's scalp felt numb for a while, and he found that the film was not covered, but grown out!
They are like human skin, and they are connected with the wrinkled skin on the face of the mummy, without any gaps at all.

The scene before the death of the mummy instantly appeared in his mind. A person with skin growing on his nose and mouth at the same time sealed all the places on his body that could breathe. If you use a gun, you will be suffocated to death by yourself.What kind of despair is this, Han Xiaodong dare not think about it.

Thinking of this, he shined the flashlight on the mummy's ear again, and sure enough, the same film appeared on his ear, and he quickly checked around the mummy's eyes, only to find out where the strange thing was. Well, it turns out that there are also such films around the eyes of the mummy, but they have all been torn off.Obviously, it was ripped apart by the mummy with his hands.

And the film around the eyes is different from the mouth and nose, it is not one layer, but many layers, it seems that the mummy was torn while it was alive, and the thing grew.

Looking at the torn eyes of the mummy, Han Xiaodong was disgusted, and quickly took two steps back, gritted his teeth and asked in his heart: "I need an explanation! What the hell is this!"

He seldom swears with K, but this time, he really felt a kind of scalp-numbing fear. Looking at the mummy, he even had the illusion that something was growing from his mouth and nose.

"I don't quite understand it, but I guess it should be a failed product of some kind of body recovery agent." K said softly, and Han Xiaodong could tell that he was not quite sure about this strange corpse.

"What is a body recovery agent?" Han Xiaodong asked in horror.

"It is a medicine that can quickly restore the injured skin to its original state. This technology is a very advanced biotechnology. It is impossible to fully master it with your technology, so their research should have broken into a restricted area that should not be broken into. .” K explained leisurely.

Han Xiaodong turned around and understood what he meant: "Just like when you restored my body?"

K hummed, and then said: "It's very similar, but I did it by using the cell regeneration function in your body. He is different. This is obviously using external force. If I guess correctly, this is done When researching some kind of quick healing medicine used on the battlefield, an accident occurred."

battlefield?

When Han Xiaodong heard these two words, he immediately understood the crux of the matter. This place should be a biological research base of the Japanese.

During the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Japanese did many such things. They used living people as experiments and committed many heinous crimes. However, most of those experiments were for the development of biological and chemical weapons and research on wound medicine. This is the first time I have heard of it. .

"It's nothing surprising. There are many wounded and disabled people on the battlefield. In order to quickly replenish soldiers, the research on wound medicines in various countries around the world has never stopped. Think about it, if a soldier is killed on the battlefield After piercing through the body, and then applying this medicine, the bleeding will stop immediately, and the body can recover as before. That is equivalent to having several times more troops than the enemy. You must know that in a battle, the wounded are always better than the dead many."

K's words are an annotation to Han Xiaodong's guess. In this way, the mummy in front of him becomes less scary. All the fear comes from the unknown. Once you know the logic, the fear will naturally dissipate. At least It will be suppressed a lot.

But Han Xiaodong immediately thought of another thing: "No, if it's really the situation you said, according to the usual style of Japanese soldiers at that time, this kind of medicine should be given to captured prisoners or civilians first. But look at this man, he is obviously a Japanese soldier, or his rank may be higher, why was he killed by this drug?"

"Then I don't know." K said helplessly: "I can only tell you my guess about this technology. As for how he died, you have to ask the mummy himself, provided that he can still tell you. if."

Facing K's bad taste, Han Xiaodong could only shake his head helplessly. It's hard to say this kind of thing, but if it's as K said, then you really have to be careful, because no one knows whether this terrible medicine is still there. In this laboratory, if there are remnants and they are scattered in places they don't know, it will be very dangerous.

He took a flashlight and looked around again, and found that the room was well preserved as a whole. The place where they were teleported was a place next to the wall. In order to make that place more conspicuous, someone specially marked it wooden door frame.

On the left-hand side of that door was a test bench, and on the right-hand side was a desk. The corpse had died on the wall facing the test bench.

When He Xi checked the room with a flashlight just now, he happened to pass over the head of the mummy. The head of the mummy was covered with a layer of mottled black and green hair just like the wall. If it wasn't for his sharp eyes, it would have been easy Miss it next time.

There were no other people or corpses in the room, only a few huge iron cabinets stood beside the desk.

After Duanmuxiu came out just now, he accidentally kicked a chair, and now he is sitting on that chair and flipping through this document with a flashlight.

"What are you looking at?" Han Xiaodong shook him with a flashlight, and Duanmuxiu subconsciously blocked it with his arm.

"Put it down, it's immoral to turn on the headlights in people's faces." Duan Muxiu waved his hands and complained.

Han Xiaodong walked up to him and found that what he was looking at was an old work diary, which was written in Japanese.

"Can you understand?" Han Xiaodong asked curiously.

"Nonsense, don't understand what I'm pretending to do here? Don't underestimate me, my brother can speak six foreign languages, and he can be regarded as half a linguist." Duanmuxiu said proudly, knocking on the documents on the table.

"Keep it down, what's the noise, you're not afraid of waking up that guy behind?" Han Xiaodong pointed at the mummy behind the wall, and Duanmuxiu suddenly fell silent.

"What did you write?" After he finished speaking, he took a flashlight and looked at the work log again.

Unexpectedly, Duan Muxiu cleared her throat when she heard him ask such a question, and then pretended to be mysterious and said:
"It said they were making ghosts."