Chapter 991: Chapter 461: “Green Chef’s Vehicle,” Zero to 100 Acceleration in 0.3 Seconds
Lin Yi wanted to drag the eerie art teacher over, press her head into that pot, and fill it with white viscous liquid, then question her: is this what you call “Glorious Evolution”?!
Evolving from a bovine form to another kind of bovine?!
No, wait—perhaps after “Glorious Evolution” they’d have a chance to enter that 0.001%.
As the perception deepened, streams of information gradually fed back into Lin Yi’s mind.
A filthy and nauseating kitchen appeared in his mind, so disgusting it made one shiver with physiological discomfort.
The kitchen was piled with heaps of corpse fragnts, indistinguishable whether they ca from human bodies, nocturnal species, or other humanoid units, casually stacked there, black liquid seeping and flowing from the corpse heap…
So large chunks of at still writhed slightly, so crevices growing with eyeballs. The big eyeballs had blood vessels and nerves at the end, connected to the at inside, but at the mont, they spun as if still alive.
Lin Yi suddenly understood where the nauseating stench from the journey ca from; this was the source.
So chefs in green aprons swiftly grabbed so soft, wriggling corpse fragnts, either chopping them up or making noodle-like substances, tossing them into a steaming bronze cauldron.
The cauldron was largely rusted, its surface embossed with countless worm-like reliefs. The boiling dark green broth floated with swollen organic matter, so severed limbs rolling constantly under the push of bubbles…
As the chef stirred the prepared ingredients in the pot, wailing sounds mingled with bubbles erupted from within, like the cries of infants.
“Ugh… ugh…”
Lin Yi almost retched, his stomach churning violently.
After they retrieved the boiled items, they’d thoughtfully pour a piece of soul juice over it—that tomato sauce collected from honeycomb-like holes.
“Could this be tomato at sauce spaghetti? Ugh…”
Even though his cognition was in place, seeing that scene with his own eyes made Lin Yi feel utterly nauseated.
Yet at the sa ti, a bizarre concept surfaced in his mind—could this be the back of dining window number ten?
At this mont, the chef in the green apron finally moved, starting to walk in a direction opposite the kitchen. As it moved, Lin Yi’s perception domain, radiating from it as the center, also shifted, beginning to slowly move along the nearby walls.
When his perceptive tendrils extended over a certain area of the stone wall, he couldn’t help but sense a strong summoning. He looked in that direction.
In the fog-filled stone cavern, the jagged stone walls appeared to refract thousands of creeping lights, resembling the phosphorus fire floating in old sumr woods, with a hint of evil color.
Lin Yi’s will gently floated out from the green apron chef’s muscular depths, manipulating it to look at that spot—the chef in the green apron didn’t even realize it had made this gesture.
When it turned to that position, a brilliant golden flash suddenly burst from its gray-golden eyes—Lin Yi’s will erupted, using another’s body!
“Field of View Insight,” open!
Perceptive tendrils, continue to follow!
With the dual enhancent of sight and perception, he gradually parted the mist, glimpsing an eerie corner deep within the stone cavern…
The phosphorus-like light spots were not light sources, but a crystal-like substance, teeth and fingers embedded in the rock layers, though their shape and structure seed quite distinct from human anatomy. It was impossible to tell how that thing beca crystal-like.
On the rock wall around those bone-shaped crystals, there were so threads stained with green viscous liquid. Following the source of the threads, Lin Yi witnessed another terrifying scene—a massive tumor-like aggregation hung from the dozens of ters high stone cavern ceiling, thousands of severed limbs growing intertwined in defiance of anatomy…
The thigh bones of those corpses sprouted coral-like branches, rib gaps extruding half-lted visceral moss, while several suspected female corpses hung upside down were relatively intact, except their chests gaping open, with dark red roots as thick as pythons protruding from the broken sternum…
One of the female corpses’ faces hung half aside, growing together with other structures, its facial contours shockingly familiar to Lin Yi, seemingly that of the deceased Zhou Yuting from a day ago.
Within that mass of bodies, vaguely visible were dozens of spines linked head to tail, forming an indescribable mutation structure, the neural bundles covering the spines pulsating like vampiric tendrils…
This mass exuded a cult-like cybernetic beauty of flesh.
On that massive corpse heap hung nurous chain-like “roots,” all ford by corpse aggregates that grew in defiance of common understanding. They swayed and floated, hanging down to nearly touch the cavern floor.
There, countless chefs in green aprons were busily cutting “roots” with knives at hand, wicked grins on their faces, eyes wide like copper bells, with sinister smiles stretching to their ears.
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