I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 7
The self in the original world once recorded in the diary that the derivatives of the "corpse picker" were very afraid of the mixture of salt and vinegar.

Not many people know the principle, maybe because the appetite of this alien species is relatively light?

In short, when this kind of thing appears, the threat of alien derivatives will plummet.

But in the final analysis, the threat of the "corpse man" is not simply of great strength and speed.

The "poison" attached to them and pervasive as long as they are touched is the reason why they can be upgraded from "normal" to "dangerous".

Thinking of this, Bering glanced at Lin Bi next to him: "In the original future, although Lin Bi managed to get rid of this derivative body, he was infected with poison and died a year later."

Although he is a corpse now, the ghost knows whether this "toxin" will also affect him.

It's better to be careful.

Taking a deep breath, even though this action has no effect now, Bering quickly calmed himself down through this "before death" habit.

"Ten seconds to predict the future, and specific preparations," he stared at the corpse in front of him, "I have seen through the actions of this derivative body within ten seconds, and what is needed now is to prepare in advance !"

Although predicting the future for ten seconds is a bit tasteless, such superpowers are very meaningful in dealing with monsters with obvious weaknesses like derivatives!
From Bering's point of view, the finger twitching speed of the derivative body is getting faster, like a pianist, with five fingers swaying flexibly, and the knuckles are elongated and protruding, swinging like seaweed swimming underwater.

Accompanied by the twitching of the fingers, there was also the twitching of the body of the corpse.

In just a few seconds, the derived body twitched crazily like chaff, and the movement was so big that the white cloth covering it directly fell to the ground!
"This is?!"

Lin He, who was standing next to Bering, looked at the corpse of the "dead corpse" in astonishment.

Before that, she had clearly checked the corpse, and it definitely had lost its vital signs and could not be classified as a living thing at all.

However, right now, this person who has been identified as "dead" in medicine and sociology actually makes such an action as if he was electrotherapy? !
Lin He subconsciously took half a step back, and didn't notice the corpse next to him, but just looked at the twitching corpse in disbelief.

No one understands what is going on right now better than her.

After all... this thing is a "work" that has been handled by her hands!
Bering shook his wrist, allowing the liquid to flow on the kitchen knife, increasing the wetting area.

He thought to himself: "Although the derivative body of the 'Corpse Man' has been predicted, it still looks like a sci-fi when you really see it with your eyes."

"But it's a pity, we have to wait until it fully wakes up," Bering said, "If this corpse is cut up in advance, it will only make the 'corpse picker' heterogeneous source spread further, who knows who will be killed next?" Carrying and affecting someone."

On the blade of the kitchen knife, the crystal liquid of table salt and mature vinegar slowly flowed, dripping onto the ground, leaving some light gray traces.

At this time, there are less than two seconds left before the derived body officially wakes up.

"Lets see."

Bering's eyes were dark: "In the next ten seconds, its trajectory."

Consciousness sank again, thinking seemed to be wandering in the lonely and deep ocean, and his eyes were covered with a layer of blue-gray haze.

In the seemingly static time, the next "ten seconds" scene shattered into Bering's eyes again.

With a soft light in his eyes, Bai Ling waved the kitchen knife casually, and said softly, "The right side..."

The voice fell.

The two-second countdown was approaching, and the derivative body that was still twitching stopped its movements instantly.

It opened its eyes, the pupils were dilated and empty, only the gray shadows surging in the depths of the pupils, expanding and shrinking like a virus, were still active.

"Crack."

A sound that was so stiff that it was harder than an old puppet came from the derived body. It was the sound produced by the friction between joints, somewhat similar to the sharpness of fingernails scratching the cover of a book.

"Crack, crack, crack."

Amidst the continuous friction of joints, the derived body slowly stood up, stepping on the white cloth that had previously covered the body with its bare, withered feet.

Its figure was not too tall, and there were gray spots all over its body. However, such a corpse was exposed to the air, and its reflection looked very weird.

The light tube above the head swayed slightly, and the dim light was projected on the ground, reflecting a strange atmosphere, as if distorted by something, the light became gloomy.

Clearly, the funeral home workplace has changed.If this place was gloomy before, but it could still be called a "human world", then this place is like a "ghost".

Lin He took two steps back again, his heart beating like a drum.

There is no need to describe in words, let alone explain and explain. There is no doubt that the current situation is by no means "normal" to describe!
This is, the "alien species" that person said? !

As Lin Bi thought about it, his fingers touched something next to the work table.

After groping around for a while, she found that it seemed to be the... scissors she was using to work.

Bering didn't know that Lin Bi had finally found the "weapon" that she could use to deal with the derivatives, just like the established future.

In fact, although he was a little scared like Lin He, he was not so scared that he couldn't move.

On the one hand, it may be because Bering had read the description in the diary before, and he was mentally prepared for it, so he didn't feel very scared.

On the other hand, it may be because... he is a corpse now.

In a dead body, the heart probably won't beat.

Sighing, Bering just stood in front of the derived body.

"Although it feels a little scary, but I really looked at it up close, and it feels like that."

As he spoke, Bering took two steps forward, stood in the "circle" where he had mixed salt and vinegar before, and said leisurely: "When mixed with this kind of thing, the derived body will lose its flexibility and Perception. This also means that they will become headless flies because of these gadgets, trapped in a narrow range and scurrying around."

Just like what he said, before the newly awakened derivative body had time to show its fangs to Lin Bi and Bering, it lost the ability to detect the enemy because of the strong smell around it.

It can only move around in a panic, and the sound of "click-click" joints echoes in the room, which is so difficult that it makes people want to laugh.

Bering, who was standing on the edge of the circle, glanced at the derivative body.

"With advance preparation, this kind of thing is easy to deal with," he thought to himself, and sighed, "but this is just a derivative after all, the real alien species... is much more difficult to deal with than this thing."

Thinking of this, he waved the kitchen knife casually.

This action is very casual, like hanging a painting with splashed ink, so easy and simple that no one would think such a move is meaningful.

But in the next second, when the derived body hit the kitchen knife in Bering's hand, its head and body were separated.

This action was endowed with the meaning of..."Xiao Shou".

One cut in two, the head and the tail separated.

Ten seconds in the future, Bai Ling had already seen the derivative body's action trajectory.

It's like placing a sharp white line in front of a fast-moving train, and the train passes by and tightens the line, dividing it into two.

The "life" of the derived body was also divided into two halves by the knife placed in advance because of its panicked action!

(End of this chapter)