[Hunter] How to kill a zombie

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The person holding the blade has dark blonde middle-length hair, deep-set eye sockets and a high nose bridge. From this angle, only the mask on his face can be seen.

"You're awake." Chelidonish, who was holding a scalpel, sighed slowly, "I hope you don't mind." He gestured to the chaos around him.In addition to medical equipment, there are also a mess of iron barrels and documents in the room. "Who knew you did such a thing to your body...someone would really fill the whole body with formalin. It is a masterpiece."

"..." Zooey couldn't speak even if she wanted to. In fact, even if she could, she didn't know what to say.

"It's a pity that your body doesn't seem to be happy." Celidonish's voice came through the mask, "Organs are self-repairing...or... growing? It's an amazing structure. But it's a pity that you are blind to the body with you. Is it possible that this rejection is what's causing you to lose your mind? No, actually I don't understand either." He seemed quite amused as he said this. "To be honest, I don't remember why I asked you to come. But now I don't regret it."

Zooey looked at the ceiling silently, wondering which part of the palace this is?Or was he out in a secluded abode?Did Celidonich make all those specimens himself at this place?

"It's the first time I did this reverse process, and it got a little messy." He became more talkative than before, and his calm tone added some warmth, "It's mainly because the people who help you embalm are not skilled enough Gao Ming. But it’s not a big problem, anyway, your organs will grow back, so I’ll cut off all the messy parts.” He gestured to the bottles and cans beside him. "You are quite small, but you can hold a lot of things." He seemed amused by his own joke, and smiled slightly.

Zooey felt that she couldn't laugh at all.

In theory... Celidonish seems to be "helping" her to remove the "impurities" in her body, so that her body can return to "normal" as soon as possible.But this situation of lying on the chopping block (literally) made it difficult for her to feel grateful.

She looked down, her body was empty, there was nothing, just like her empty soul.

"I'm not sure how long the growth cycle is." Celidonish said, "Maybe there are still some leftovers in some places, so until you recover, stay here for a while."

Staying here = strapped to the operating table.But the fourth prince spoke as if this place was just an ordinary homestay, as if she could still go out for a walk from time to time.The reality is that he has no intention of untying her at all.

One of Celidonish's hands lightly touched the skin on the side of her waist before stitching up.He wore rubber gloves on his hands, and the blood-like reddish-brown liquid on the gloves left a distinct mark on her body.

"Since it will be restored..." He seemed to be muttering to himself, "I keep some souvenirs, don't you mind?"

Of course, he wasn't asking for advice.

In her mind, Zoe called the time she spent in this place "time of her own making."If she hadn't made herself a living specimen on a whim, she wouldn't have encountered such a thing now.Celidonish enjoyed it, and occasionally chatted about gossip.

"Speaking of it, I'm curious, why did you become like this in the first place?" He would ask while cleaning up the remaining impurities, and search for the newly grown parts by the way—he was very happy every time he found new progress look.Like a gardener who sees new fruit growing in the vegetable garden.Zooey thought, then she might be the vegetable field.

There were no windows in this place, so she had no sense of time. □□The more she recovered, the heavier her wandering consciousness became, as if she was pulled back into her body a little bit.

"I can't remember clearly." She also replied casually, "Maybe I ate something that shouldn't be eaten. When I realized it, I was already eating my own parents..."

"Eat it..." Celidonish paused the movement of his hands, showing a thoughtful expression, "Appetite and love can be confused, aren't they?"

"Zombies should hardly have such things as love and desire." Zoe said, "After all, I don't have those hormones anymore, and I can't feel happiness. Happiness seems to be created by nature to make life live longer. Stabilization mechanisms, if they are dead, are of course useless."

"Eros is more than the desire to reproduce," Celidonish said. "You know paramecium?"

"Huh? Yes, you know, that single-celled organism that often appears in textbooks, right?" Amoebas are also often mentioned. This kind of organism is often regarded as a research object because of its simple structure. Still unlucky.

"Paramecia reproduce by fission," says Celidonish, "making a copy of itself—a form of reproduction that is common in nature. But another phenomenon has been observed. There are When two parameciums will gather together, then one will swallow the other into the body. First, the substances in the cells will be mixed together, and then the two nuclei will be closer to each other and become a larger nucleus. The worm became one."

"It's just a matter of eating the wrong thing."

"Then, a strange thing happened. The large cell nucleus began to split and became two again. The combined body also began to gradually separate, and finally became two paramecium again. Only after that, the two A paramecium is no longer its original self. They carry each other's traces, parts of each other, and genes of each other in each other's substances."

"..."

"Paramecia don't reproduce sexually, and they don't have sex themselves. So why on earth does this happen? I think it's because erotic desire transcends the instinct of reproduction. The urge of a life to be close to another life is pure, regardless Is it a human, or a paramecium."

"Is there anyone you want to get close to?" Zoe asked.

Celidonish gently inserted the hose in his hand into her body, combed his long hair into a ponytail behind his head, leaving only a few strands of hair on his forehead hanging in front of his eyes.His expression was hidden behind a mask.After Zooey asked that question, he didn’t speak for a long time, and then finally spoke.

"No. I'm not like them."

"That's it." Zooey thought of something, and smiled a little, "But I think at least in myself, I have a little more say. You just said that approaching another life is the instinct of life—that is, love Desire, isn't it? But that's just life, isn't it? I'm a dead thing, impulses and stuff don't exist. So maybe we have more in common than you think."

"..." Celidonish did not speak, but looked at the person—or thing—in front of him with some strange eyes—he could vaguely detect what she was alluding to, mocking him for being alive Like a dead thing, the "different" he advertises is nothing more than that.

but.He smiled again, sincerely this time.

"Maybe so," he said finally. "Maybe you're right."

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For the first time in a long time, she was sitting on her dissecting table.

She couldn't remember the first few days when Celidonish untied the straps that bound her hands and feet.Maybe discovering that she doesn't move around in the process like everyone else does.But she still couldn't move freely, because that would make it harder for the already loose body tissues to heal.So for a long time, she just lay there, chatting with Celidonish was her only pastime—fortunately, this person was not a boring conversation partner.It's just that sometimes it may be a bit too "not boring".

Celidonish took off the gauze covering Zoe's eyes, the newly grown sky blue eyes slowly opened, and the long eyelashes cast two shadows on the face.

"Hmm..." Celidonish looked at the person in front of him for a moment, then picked up a small bottle from the side, supported her chin with one hand to make her look up, and the physiological salt in the dropper Water dripped into her eyes, and those lifeless eyes immediately became moist.

"Okay. Perfect."

Celidonish stood a few steps away, evaluating as if he were looking at a work that had just been completed.The expression on his face seemed to imply that he was quite pleased with it.

Now that her body has finally fully recovered, she also lowered her head, looking at her clean body, as if she had never suffered any torture.She clenched her palms and loosened them again. This process was as long as a dream that would never end.Now that it was finally over, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you."

Cheridonish, who took off his mask, raised his eyebrows and looked at her unexpectedly: "Strange, my anatomy subjects usually don't say thank you to me."

Zooey looked at him with a mocking expression: "Haha, of course, they are usually dead."

Celidonish shrugged: "Even if they could talk, I doubt whether anyone would thank them. After all, there are only a few people who can understand art."

"You know, I don't appreciate it either."

"I know." The fourth prince had a strange expression on his face, "but... no, it's nothing. Let's go, you're probably tired of this place." He pointed to the wall next to him A skirt on the table, "I chose it for you, I don't know if you like it or not."

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