Chapter 268 You are not a modified body, you are not even a human being
The voice echoed in the air, with a strange metallic texture, and there was no emotion in the tone.
Weird and cold, as if the person speaking was not the person just now, but some inhuman monster.
The voyeur's heart skipped a beat. The voice coming from the mist was disturbing, and there was no hint of "reconciliation" at all.
He stood with his feet sideways, his shoulders higher and lower, in a sideways stance, with his hands in a defensive posture in front of his chest, and the blue light in his right eye flashed crazily.
The retina kept zooming in, and as a gust of wind blew by, the white mist blew against the outline of the human figure, revealing a pale, weird, face without facial features? ! !
The metallic voice came from behind this face: "Transformed body? I never said I was."
The voyeur's pupils shrank, and his eyes were wary with a trace of confusion: "Your whole face has been transformed by implants and transformed into this, and you still insist on not admitting that you are a transformed body?"
He moved his gaze to scan below the faceless face.
There are twisted bone spurs emerging from the shoulders, blooming like two dense forests of thorns guarding the side of the face.
Below the dense forest are two rows of ferocious ribs, with craters on the surface and a crack in the center, but the strange thing is...
The crack was squirming faintly, like a living creature of flesh and blood that was growing and recovering visibly to the naked eye.
The voyeur's face froze, and he was extremely shocked: "The implant is actually repairing itself?"
The voyeur's mind was very confused. The scene in front of him was a bit beyond his understanding of the transformed body. It seemed like another kind of transformation that was more thorough than the transformed body... transformation? ! !
"What is that kind of transformation called?"
The alarm in the voyeur's mind was ringing wildly. He had never seen that kind of transformation, but he seemed to have heard of it somewhere in his memory, but at this moment he just couldn't recall it.
Then, he heard the cold metal sound continuing to echo in the air:
"I'm different from you. I don't just stuff junk parts into my body."
"To be honest, I quite like the human body, it has a natural rhythm..."
The voyeur's throat was dry, and lubricating oil flowed back up from his throat, irritating his esophagus.
With the sound of cold metal, the white mist completely fell to the ground, revealing a pair of strange bone claws stepping on the ground. The ankles and knees above the bone claws were covered with ring-shaped bone fragments, shining with a cold light in the darkness.
The voyeur's right pupil's blue light flashed so brightly that it almost overflowed his eye socket. He readjusted his sight distance and looked at the humanoid monster in front of him, 80% of its body was covered with bones, with almost no flesh and blood left. His mouth opened wide unconsciously, as if it could be stuffed. A fist.
The metallic voice still continued, still cold, but with a hint of weirdness about exploring the truth:
"The modified body looks like a hybrid between flesh and blood, neither human nor ghost. It doesn't fit with my aesthetic. I always believe that the natural and original is the most beautiful appearance of life. What do you think?"
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The voyeur's eyes widened, and he was deeply shocked by the inhuman monster in front of him. The fragments of memory were slowly pieced together in his mind.
He vaguely remembered that he was on a business trip with the company and attended a small but high-level academic conference.
He was passing by in the corridor and overheard a young scientist in the room explaining his theory.
He peeked in through the crack in the door. The man who spoke was young and not well-known. Many people in the room did not agree with his theory and most of them were refuting him.
Many years later, he saw the young scientist's face again through television. He had transformed into a star scientist in District 6.
It is said that he will come to District 9 as a guest to attend an academic conference recently. He couldn't remember the exact words he said in that room, but he remembered that the general meaning was:
Implantation is just the starting point of the road to transformation. However, no matter how far this road extends in the future, mechanical transformation cannot be completely perfect.
Because this path has a fatal flaw - machinery and flesh and blood are foreign objects to each other. Machinery is dead, flesh and blood is alive. There is always an insurmountable boundary between death and life, which cannot be truly integrated and transformed.
Therefore, the most thorough and perfect transformation must find inspiration from evil sacrifices!
The peeper's mind was in a trance for a moment, and he quickly bit the tip of his tongue with his teeth. The smell of his own blood filling his mouth brought him back to reality.
He stared at the inhuman monster in front of him with his right eye, his lips trembled, and he stammered: "You...you are indeed not a modified body!"
He paused and felt that the CPU in his skull was burning and almost smoking.
He took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "You are not even a human..."
The voyeur felt that his views had been insulted, and he laughed angrily: "You are a monster who is not a human being. You are educating me here, saying that I am neither a human nor a ghost. Do you think it is appropriate?!!"
Feng Mu's eyes turned cold. The reason why he was talking nonsense to the other party was not to chat. He was waiting for the broken bones in his chest to grow back. Now, the broken bones in his chest have almost recovered.
"I kindly educate you about the beauty of life, but you turn around and accuse me of not being human?"
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Feng Mu's voice was cold. He hated others slandering his "human nature" the most. He laughed ferociously: "I don't know what is good or bad!"
The lingering sound of the previous sentence is still on the other side, but the last word "evil" takes the evil wind and penetrates into the peeping cochlea.
"It's so fast. It's almost twice as fast as before. Is it because the body is completely revealed and the power and speed are completely released?"
The voyeur was horrified, his left eye was blurred, and the virtual frame captured by his right eye could only capture a series of blurry shadows.
This time, the shadows were all a heart-stopping pure white, with dense bone spurs stacked on top of each other, making it impossible for the electronic eyes to distinguish the shapes of the characters, let alone identify which one was the real one.
The voyeur's ears twitched, and goosebumps arose on his face.
He didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly shrank his body, raised his right hand horizontally, and moved it to the side.
puff!
There was a muffled sound, and the air seemed to be punched to create a depression. The ferocious white shadow on the right was instantly pierced, as fragile as a bubble, and shattered.
"Where are you looking? Are your eyes flashing and saying that I am not a human being?"
The gloomy bone mask was almost close to his cheek, and the chill emanating from the [mask] was like the biting cold wind in winter, going straight into his nose.
Those ghastly eyes revealed unabashed viciousness and strong murderous intent, making the peeper feel as if his scalp was about to split in place.
That look was not of a human being wanting to kill another human being, but of some terrifying carnivorous monster looking greedily at the... food on the plate! ! !
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