What if I become an elf?

Chapter 111 Surgery

In the 372nd year of the Yuan Dynasty,

Cologne Moor.

The riot more than 300 years ago forced mankind to curb its increasingly expanding ambitions.

After losing the technology they relied on to dominate the world, humans can only rely on their own fragile bodies.

It is vulnerable to the powerful power of the Nightmare Pokémon.

If there were not some elves who still maintained their consciousness, even the human race might have been wiped off the earth by the enemy 200 years ago.

But even so, more than 300 years have passed, and human beings are still like ants, huddled in every corner of the world.

And those prosperous urban areas and beautiful towns that were originally in their hands,

Under the ravages of time, it can only be turned into ruins one after another.

Become a breeding ground for terrifying monsters born in nightmares.

Cologne Wasteland is one of the clear examples.

In fact, 300 years ago, it had another name, "Kelong Hunting Area".

At that time, in order to satisfy their wildly expanding desire for novelty and control, humans

A lot of manpower and financial resources were expended to capture a wide variety of Pokémon and keep them in captivity.

Call it the "Wild Hunting Zone."

Now, the humans who originally hunted and played wantonly in it have long disappeared.

Instead, there are countless ferocious nightmare elves wandering in the wilderness,

He is searching hungrily for any new flesh and blood he can find.

And just under this desperate wasteland, a huge base is operating quietly.

"Clap, clap."

The rapid footsteps echoed in the long dark corridor, as if indicating the owner's anxiety.

This is a young man with an elegant appearance. He is wearing a white experimental robe on his thin body. A strong smell of pungent medicine surrounds him. His long black hair is delicately combed to both sides.

A pair of black-rimmed glasses rested on the tall bridge of his nose. Even the lenses as thick as the bottom of wine bottles could not block the deep dark circles hidden beneath them.

Under the dim light of the corridor, the elegant young man looked at the paper report in his hand and stretched out his hand to rub his shoulders that were a little sore from sitting stiffly for a long time.

He raised his left hand, glanced at the antique watch tied to his wrist, and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Finally, in front of a black iron door at the end of the corridor, the elegant young man stopped.

He bent his index and middle fingers and tapped lightly on its cold metal surface.

"Beep beep."

A dull sound erupted from between the joints of the fingers.

no response,

The entire corridor returned to silence again

The elegant young man's expression became a little impatient, and he was about to raise his right hand again.

"Zila"

A sharp metal friction sound sounded, and a slender hole suddenly opened in the black iron door.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes ferociously threw their evil gaze out of the crack.

With a hint of disgust, those terrifying eyes glanced at the elegant young man.

Snapped

The crack was closed neatly and neatly,

Immediately afterwards, there was a metallic sound similar to mechanical operation.

With a creaking sound, the heavy iron door was slowly opened.

The dim light, like the dawn coming from the horizon, illuminates the darkness and filth in the room.

The first thing that caught the eyes of the elegant young man was a stooped old man.

The top of the head is half bald, with scattered white hair hanging sparsely on the sides; layers of wrinkles pile up on the face, and the cheeks are sunken inward, outlining the outline of the gums.

His eyes were deeply sunken, and the owner of those ferocious bloody eyes was the old man in front of him.

He casually handed the report in his hand to the rickety old man, and the elegant young man looked into the dim room.

The weak light reflects faint traces of light on the glass surface,

The light green liquid has a disgusting smell and white bubbles.

These are semi-circular vessels filled with viscous green liquid, with black shadows of various shapes floating quietly in them.

Although the light was dim, one could vaguely make out the appearance of a Pokémon.

Like a warehouse where biological specimens have been stored for a long time, the decaying air makes people feel uncomfortable.

"You've been applying a little too quickly lately."

The hoarse voice is like a grinding stone millstone,

The rickety old man squinted his eyes, held a pen in his skinny right hand, and wrote something on the report.

With a nonchalant expression, the elegant young man straightened his hair.

"There is no way. Dr. Dahl's experiments have recently reached a critical stage."

"If everything goes well, the results will be available within a month."

"If it succeeds, hey, hey, over there at the headquarters."

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw the elegant young man in front of him talking.

The rickety old man curled up a disdainful smile at the corner of his mouth.

"That's the best."

After he finished speaking, he patted the elegant young man's chest with the signed chat report in his hand.

He moved back and immersed his short body in the deep darkness.

Only the remaining blood-red ferocious eyes were blinking quietly in the shadows.

He stuffed the report into his chest casually,

The elegant young man seemed to be visiting a supermarket in a room full of elf specimens.

Look left and right, choosing carefully.

After selecting two suitable elves according to Dr. Dahl’s requirements in my memory,

The elegant young man carried two glass vessels like a birdcage and left the darkroom in a hurry.

Behind him, the heavy iron door slowly closed with the harsh sound of metal friction.

In the dark shadows, the blood-red ferocious pupils were filled with deep greed.

Staring at the young figure in front of him.

"Drip."

Precision instruments are humming regularly, and the green curve representing life rises and falls on the LCD screen.

White wire tubes of different thicknesses were tangled together like hairballs and spreading to the side.

There is a simple iron platform.

A cold light bloomed on the smooth metal surface.

The pungent smell of disinfectant filled the dull air.

On the metal platform, an ordinary wrist was lying in a large shape with its eyes closed.

The thick green mucus in the specimen vessel still remains on the gray leathery skin.

The wrists, ankles, and neck are all firmly fixed to the platform with strong metal.

Around him, there were several figures in twos and threes, wearing pure white robes and masks.

The final preparations before the operation are in full swing.

Outside the glass walls of the operating room,

A thin middle-aged man, with his arms folded on his chest, looked serious and expectant.

His gray hair hangs messily on his head like a chicken coop; his pale face, which has been bored in the laboratory for many years and has never seen the sun, does not contain a trace of blood;

There was a hint of madness unique to scientists in his deep green pupils.

"Dr. Dahl, preparations are complete."

The assistant's cautious words came from beside me.

Nodding slightly,

"let's start."

Dr. Dahl said softly with a slight tremor in his voice.

In the laboratory, people in white robes walked hurriedly.

The crisp words echoed in front of the cold iron bed.

"Operation begins."

"The injection of vitamin fluid is complete."

"Stripping out the sleeping device."

"The stripping was successful."

"Enter wake-up gas."

"Entered."

call

The man in white, who looked like a commander, took a long breath under the cover of his mask.

Immediately afterwards, Xindi took out a purple-red test tube from the iron cabinet in the corner of the room.

Inside the glass test tube, a strange mist-like liquid flowed.

Like dark clouds from hell, soaked in the underworld of the abyss,

The thick evil aura, accompanied by the purple-red substance, rolled wantonly in the glass tube.

Under the goggles of the white-robed surgeon, a determined look appeared in his pupils.

"Infused with Gengar saliva essence"