"If we're going to do the dissection, isn't there one right here?" Sham pointed to the living room where there was a walking corpse of an old man, who should have been the owner of this household.
Dudian shook his head slightly. "I want to dissect the ones that have just died and make inferences based on their behaviors before death. As for the ones here that have already been killed by the hunters, I'll dissect them later to see what changes will occur in their bodies after death."
"I'll go with you!" Zach gritted his teeth and said.
Dudian nodded slightly. He immediately equipped his short sword, pushed open the door, and went downstairs along the corridor with Zach. One floor of the corridor had collapsed, but it wasn't difficult for the two of them. It was just the height of one floor of the corridor, and they could jump over it directly.
Soon, the two of them reached the ground floor. They looked outside the door and saw that the walking corpses had all been lured away by Mekin and Sham. They immediately pushed the door open gently and ran to the corner on the side. They immediately saw the three corpses piled on the ground. Although their heads were broken, no blood flowed out. Dudian stepped forward and grabbed the walking corpse on the top that he had stabbed to death, and he called out to Zach in a low voice to come and give him a hand.
Zach's face turned pale. No one would want to get close to this terrifying bloodthirsty monster, but he still suppressed the fear in his heart and stepped forward to support the other arm of this walking corpse and lifted it up.
With the black soft armor as a barrier, Dudian wasn't worried about being infected by the virus and radiation on this walking corpse. He and Zach carried it back into the building.
This walking corpse was heavier than Dudian had imagined. It seemed to be a skinny young man, but when they lifted it, it felt as heavy as a fat man weighing two or three hundred pounds. Fortunately, he had been blessed twice, and his strength was more than three times that of an adult. Otherwise, it would have been extremely difficult to move this walking corpse.
Soon, the two of them carried the corpse to the floor where the staircase had collapsed, which was the ninth floor. Dudian put the corpse down first and went into the room to check it. After making sure there were no hidden Bone-eating Rats or other dangers, he carried the walking corpse in.
The original owner of this room had died. The bloodstains on the ground had long been covered with dust. There was the corpse of a boy in his teens lying there. Judging from the long and sharp nails, it was also a walking corpse. Not far in front of the boy's corpse, under the table, there was a skeleton lying there. The hair was extremely long, and it was obvious that it was a woman. The flesh and blood had already rotted, and the skeleton was also darkened by radiation, exuding a strong stench of decay.
Dudian went to the bedroom and carried out some moldy and rotten quilts and covered the skeleton on the ground with them to block the pungent stench of decay. Then he asked Zach to clear away the scattered items in the living room to make an open space.
At this time, Sham upstairs saw that the two of them hadn't returned for a long time and ran downstairs. When he saw that they were in this room, he let out a sigh of relief. But soon, looking at the walking corpse at Dudian's feet, he said in a trembling voice, "Are we really going to dissect it?"
Dudian nodded firmly.
Before today, he would have never dared to dissect a corpse that looked human. But now, having witnessed the bloody scene of the walking corpse biting and eating earlier, as well as Scott and the others running past him in despair, he gradually understood that if he wanted to survive, he could only rely on himself. No one could protect him except the sharp blade in his own hand!
Dudian held the short sword and gently poked at the claw of the walking corpse. He immediately saw that the pitch-black and sharp claw had an extremely hard horny layer on the surface, as cold and hard as black iron. When the tip of the sword stabbed at it, it was like stabbing at steel.
"Is this the kind of tissue that a living being can evolve..." Dudian was secretly shocked. Besides the claws, the feet of this walking corpse also grew like sharp claws. The pitch-black horny layer covered more than half of the sole of the foot, looking extremely ferocious.
Dudian looked at its chest. There was still a trace of fear in his heart. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and stabbed down. With a puff, the short sword pierced into its stone-gray abdomen, but no blood spattered out. Dudian let out a sigh of relief. To be honest, if he had seen blood seeping out, he thought he would probably vomit. After all, Scott had also said that these so-called walking corpses were all infected humans!
He slightly tilted the sword body. When Dudian saw the tissue on the cut surface, his face couldn't help but change slightly. Under the stone-gray skin, there was actually brown flesh and blood. The blood was like it was solidified in the flesh and blood. To be precise, it was like it was frozen inside.
Frozen?
Dudian suddenly thought that the body of this walking corpse was extremely cold. It not only didn't have the slightest temperature that a living being should have but was as cold as a block of ice. With the body at such a freezing temperature, no wonder there were no signs of decay.
However, the other walking corpses that Dudian had seen killed by the hunters all had serious signs of decay. Especially the female walking corpse that he had first seen dead in the bathroom, her face and body were completely decayed.
Thinking of this, Dudian couldn't help but look at the corpse of the boy in this room and immediately stepped forward to examine it.
Like the other dead walking corpses, the head of this boy walking corpse had also been destroyed, split in half from the middle. It should have been cut open with some extremely tough and sharp sword. Its original appearance couldn't be seen at all. And the boy's neck, arms, chest, and other parts all showed signs of decay to different degrees. The skin was swollen like blisters. Dudian gently poked at it with the short sword. The decayed skin was like tofu, and the tip of the sword easily pierced into it, oozing out dark red blood water.
Dudian smelled the strong stench of decay emanating from it, and his stomach churned. At the same time, he was a bit confused. Why did these walking corpses decay like humans after death and emit the same stench?
Could it be that these walking corpses were really still "alive"?
If they were alive, why did they have no consciousness and not even the basic instincts that a living being should have?!
Dudian remained silent and thought deeply. Then he got up and went back to the previous walking corpse. He opened its eyelid. It was a Western face, but the eyes were emerald green. There seemed to be countless fibers in the pupils. Could it be that they tracked their prey relying on these eyes?
Dudian remained silent. He gently cut open the tip of its nose with the short sword, cutting it inch by inch. The protruding nose was immediately cut flat, revealing two dark nostrils. Dudian took a couple of looks, frowned slightly, then turned its head sideways and cut off its ear, digging out a swirl with its ear as the center.
During this process, Zach and Sham beside him turned pale and their legs trembled slightly. What they were afraid of wasn't this walking corpse but Dudian's expression at the moment. It was a very focused and serious expression. This expression made them feel a deep chill from the bottom of their hearts, and they were more afraid than when facing a living walking corpse directly. Even many years later, they still couldn't forget this scene.
At this time, Dudian emptied the inside of the walking corpse's ear and immediately saw that the ear was filled with thick dust. He was puzzled. These walking corpses hadn't cleaned their ears for more than three hundred years, and the dust in their ears had accumulated layer by layer, like ear cotton stuffed in. Their hearing should have been very weak. Why were they still so sensitive to sound? Could it be that they had evolved new organs to replace their hearing?
Dudian pondered for a moment, pushed open its chin, and examined its tongue. The tongue was already in a terrible state, seemingly stabbed during the process of biting its prey. From this, it could be seen that this walking corpse really didn't know how to protect itself and had no sense of pain.
Thinking of this, Dudian was suddenly taken aback. He remembered that when Scott killed that female walking corpse earlier, he nailed its head with a short sword, and it let out a shrill scream and its body twitched continuously. Since it had no sense of pain, why did it react like this?
His eyes flickered for a moment. Suddenly, he waved the short sword and cut horizontally along the mouth of this walking corpse, cutting in from the corners of its mouth on both sides. He pressed down hard with his palm. Soon, the entire lower jaw of this walking corpse was cut off by him forcefully, and still not a single drop of blood flowed out.
Dudian immediately cut off its head and looked inside the head from the cut lower jaw. Inside were the upper cavity and the cold and hard flesh and blood.
He frowned slightly and was a bit at a loss. But thinking that there were two more backup ones downstairs, he gritted his teeth, stabbed the short sword inside, rotated and stirred it, crushing the flesh, blood, and brain cells inside. Then he knocked the head on the floor, knocking out all the crushed tissues.
With a thud, suddenly, a hard object rolled out from the skull, rolled on the ground, and stopped after hitting the shoulder of this walking corpse.
It was a deep blue sphere, about the size of a thumb and extremely round.