Bohemia held the cat in one hand and stood on the road, exchanging puzzled looks with Lin Sanjiu. The scent of blood perated the air, alternating between strong and weak as the night breeze blew. The moonlight gradually disappeared behind the clouds as if shying away from the grueso scene of scattered body parts below.
The current situation was truly distressing.
Bohemia sighed, once again questioning herself silently.
What did she have to do with this situation? Although she had spent so ti with Lin Sanjiu before, so what? Lin Sanjiu wasn't her mother, so why couldn't she just turn around and leave? There was no force that could stop her from abandoning Lin Sanjiu, but she couldn't take a step forward.
Was it because of the lost Potential Growth Value or the alliance ford among the group during dinner? She didn't know what was holding her back. After all, in her entire life, Bohemia had broken promises more than once or twice.
"Why are you sighing?" Lin Sanjiu remained sharp, observing Bohemia from head to toe before slowly speaking, "You... you look clean."
"She probably noticed that you weren't splattered with blood," the Descartes Spirit interjected with a pointless comnt, offering an unnecessary suggestion, "Co up with an excuse to get past her."
"That blanket is a Special Item," Bohemia had no choice but to make up a story, "No matter how dirty or dusty it gets... with just a wipe, it's all clean—"
Lin Sanjiu suddenly raised an eyebrow, emphasizing certain words, "All clean? Everything is clean?"
Oh, right, she had to keep the misunderstanding going.
"Well, not everything... how should I put it..."
"You quickly take a breath," the Descartes Spirit seed to enjoy giving advice and taking charge, "Right now, the air outside my body is filled with invisible spores, but inside it's clean. If you can take a deep breath in front of her, she'll definitely be reassured."
"But you better make sure to protect us!" Before taking a breath, Bohemia didn't forget to give a warning.
"I got it, I got it. Once the spores disperse, you let go and give that corpse on the ground—didn't we agree on that?" the Descartes Spirit responded.
At Bohemia's feet, the mangled corpse lay silently. From his collarbone to his pelvis, it was as if a giant beast had taken a massive bite, leaving blood and flesh scattered everywhere. Yet, the expression on his face remained calm, as if he had achieved a fulfilled life in death, free from worries.
Bohemia didn't recognize this person at all.
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She didn't know where Lin Sanjiu had found him. It just so happened that his height, body shape, and even hair length were similar to Puppeteer's. How many bodies did this woman bring along? Did she have bodies of different models and styles?
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Thinking about how she was deceived by an infected brain made Bohemia want to kick soone.
At that ti, with just one glance, she had determined that it was Puppeteer. It was all due to a few factors: black leather clothing, disheveled black hair, and the pale complexion without a hint of blood. But now, upon reflection, black leather clothing could be worn by anyone; after all, who would think to check where the feathers on his wrists had gone when they first saw the unconscious "Puppeteer"? As for complexion, it was even easier to find a lifeless person without color.
Why did she co up with such a terrible excuse earlier? Why did she specifically ntion burying him?
Bohemia cursed inwardly, feeling that the Descartes Spirit's 'gaze' was almost right in front of her nose.
According to its own words, it had been struggling to make ends et for a long ti and hadn't absorbed many posthumans. So, it had been eyeing this corpse for a while. With this in mind, Bohemia suddenly had a clever idea.
"I took a look... uh, it's not suitable to bury him on the side of the road. How about this, you take the corpse card and we'll bury him sowhere else." Afraid that Lin Sanjiu wouldn't agree, Bohemia added, "I also want to go see that place you ntioned as soon as possible!"
This statent worked better than anything else. Under the Descartes Spirit's fixed stare, the corpse quickly turned into a card and disappeared.
"If you want to absorb it, make sure to protect us from the spores," Bohemia imdiately addressed it as soon as she noticed the surroundings trembling subtly but intensely. She knew that sotis threats were not enough and had to be accompanied by enticent. "Once we're safe, I'll give you five... no, three living posthumans."
"Why did the number decrease... alive?"
She thought about the three police officers who had co in and out of the building. "Especially alive."
"What if I encounter the Truth?"
"I'll protect you—I definitely have to protect you. If I let you get captured and infected by the spores, I'll be infected too."
As they spoke, one human, one cat, and a mobile Pocket Dinsion followed behind Lin Sanjiu. The road in front of Bohemia twisted and turned for a mont as if the Descartes Spirit was hesitating whether or not to accept the proposal. Shortly after, the clouds in the sky twisted into the shape of a hand and reached out towards her. "Deal."
"I'm not shaking hands with you, retract it."
However, this was truly magical. The Descartes Spirit had only enveloped them in a 'layer' of scenery, yet it was as if a 3D hologram had been projected, perfectly recreating space and distance. It seed so realistic—when she looked around, the spatial perception and distance were so perfectly restored that she felt like she could step forward and run into the distance at any mont.
Lin Sanjiu clearly hadn't noticed that the Pocket Dinsion was still by her side. When Bohemia told her that the Descartes Spirit had escaped during the explosion of the corpse, she didn't pay much attention to it. She was now leading the way, walking briskly, without looking back. She seed full of energy from head to toe. "When I ca here, it was a heavy burden that took almost an hour. It won't take as long to return. After thirty minutes, your life will never be the sa."
"Oh."
"Aren't you happy?"
"I'm ecstatic."
Bohemia replied without enthusiasm and sighed inwardly. This journey was full of dangers, and relying only on her, Dr. Hu, and a Pocket Dinsion, it was hard to say whether they would all make it back in one piece. "Where are you going?" she asked without much hope.
"To the city," Lin Sanjiu turned and smiled, her scattered hair blown by the night breeze, her eyes shimring with moisture, "to the Lobster Body Repair Center."
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