Chapter 442: Key person

The door was wide open, and the old man was standing at the door. There was a little confusion in his eyes.
"I'm not dead?"
Chen Ge, the unsmiling old man, had seen it, also in the No. 8 corpse, when the old man's body was next to Liu Zhengyi.
His look that soaked in formalin was quite different from the present.
"It seems that all the people displayed in the corpse of No. 8 still retain memory and personality, and are not affected by the Scarlet World."
The world behind the door is full of negative emotions. Staying in it for a long time will be affected in a subtle way. Only the purest people can stick to it.
The Liu Zhengyi I met before was just right. When I heard that the student was being bullied, I immediately prepared to stand up for the student and be righteous. Now the same is true of the old gentleman in front of Chen Ge.
Combining with the experience of Liu Zhengyi just now, Chen Ge vaguely understood some things: "It may be because the blood-red world cannot assimilate them, so they will force them to control them every once in a while and let them forget something, so as to maintain this. Stability. "
Chen Ge is a very calm person. Another question quickly appeared in his mind: "Compared to forcibly controlling thinking, killing them is obviously easier, but the world does not do this, the world behind the door has no sympathy and Pity, they are still alive now, indicating that they will definitely be useful to the world behind them! "
"The monster calls the old man a doctor. Whether it is Liu Zhengyi or the old gentleman, they should be the top doctors in a certain field."
"The owner of the door seems to be someone who wants to be resurrected. He keeps these two doctors, which should be to help himself and complete the so-called experiment to bring the dead back to life."
Through the monster's conversation and some clues he had mastered, Chen Ge reached a conclusion in his heart.
"The two monsters are unwilling to contact the old man for fear of trouble, but it is completely different to me." Chen Ge put the white cat in his backpack, put away the broken skull hammer, and walked out of the corner generously.
Hearing the footsteps, the old man slowly raised his head. When he saw Chen Ge, he was a little surprised. It felt like he was taken aback.
"I'm really curious what they look like in their eyes?" Chen Ge walked politely to the old man: "Old man, I have a few words to tell you, can I delay you for a few minutes."
"It should be class time now, which class are you in?" The old man looked at Chen Ge for a few moments, as if slowly looking at his habit, his expression returned to normal.
"Sir, I have heard the conversation between you and those two people just now." Chen Ge came to the point and he was not going to consume it anymore.
"What did you hear? Do you think I'm a lunatic?" The old man grabbed the door of the corpse and prepared to return.
"You are not crazy, in fact you are indeed dead." After Chen Ge said this, the whole passage was quiet, and he could clearly hear the sound of blood flowing from the ceiling.
The old man took a deep look at Chen Ge, said nothing, and nodded slightly, giving way.
After seeking the old man's consent, Chen Ge flashed into the No. 4 corpse.
This is a small corpse, because of the route, the corpse No. 4 was later discontinued and transformed into a specimen room.
"Boom!"
The door closed, and the old man didn't even say a word. He walked to the shelf where various organ specimens were placed.
Chen Ge didn't understand what the old man was going to do. He followed behind quietly.
The old man led him to the innermost shelf: "If you have anything to say here, outsiders can't see it here."
Chen Ge nodded and said, "Senior man, can you describe what I look like in your eyes?"
"All the five senses haven't grown up where they should be. It's not a small miracle that you can live." The old gentleman said very politely.
"What do the surrounding walls and shelves look like in your eyes?"
"The wall?" The old man heard what Chen Ge said: "painted in white paint, just renovated and very clean."
"Then do you know what this wall looks like in my eyes?" Chen Ge pointed to the wall next to him: "Its surface is covered with a transparent blood film, covered with blood vessels of different thickness, like human organs, in Keep beating. "
After speaking, Chen Ge pointed to his face: "What I see is the real world, I believe you should have realized it."
The purer and stronger-willed person in life was, the less easily the world inside the door was controlled after death. The old gentleman belonged to this category. Not only was he not affected by the negative emotions of the world, he was still constantly in contact with the world. Something was slowly noticed in the struggle.
"I know to tell you this suddenly, you may not be able to accept it, but this is the truth." Chen Ge has been paying attention to the old man. Once the old man's condition is wrong, he will immediately take measures: "I saw in the underground warehouse No. 8 Passing you, your body is immersed in formalin and looks calm. "
"You mean, I have not only died, but also donated my body to the school?" The old man desperately recalled, he vaguely remembered something, but at this time the change suddenly appeared.
On the walls and the ground, several blood vessels rushed towards the old man in an instant.
A similar thing had happened before Chen Ge's eyes. This time he was ready to smash the skull when the blood vessels appeared, and smashed all the blood vessels close to him.
But then, more blood vessels poured out of the ground and walls.
It's dense and scary.
"Grandpa! Think about the decisions you have made! Everything you see is fake!"
He was protecting the old man and breaking the blood vessels near him, but this could only delay a few seconds.
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"What decision did I make?" There was a trace of clarity in the old man's eyes, but then those blood vessels wrapped the old man's body from behind.
His eyes changed between blood red and black and white, and the old man's expression was very painful. When he was about to bear it, his body seemed to have formed instincts after numerous trainings. Feeling extreme pain, he reached into his sleeve.
In the end, the old man still didn't get rid of control. After the blood vessels disappeared, he lay weakly on the ground.
"Old man?" Chen Ge squatted down to support the old man: "Can you still remember who I am?"
Covering his heart, the old man stood up from the ground. He looked at Chen Ge and shook his head blankly. Then he seemed to suddenly remember something, and reached out to lift his sleeve.
On his thin arm, there were wounds dug out with nails.
He looked at the latest wound and thought about it: "When was there another wound?"