Saint

Chapter 14: the sewing monster

The smell is filled with choking smell. No matter the sunshine, Starwood, warm wind and cold rain, they can't cross the hard concrete stone, bringing natural flavor to the space composed of countless curved waterways. The claustrophobic and narrow pipes run through the underground of the whole city. Mud, garbage and ditch rats are the masters of the world. There is no noise of people on the ground. The sound of water and the sound of rats running across the water bring empty echoes, adding a little vitality to this place. The greatest achievement of Fedu builders is that they have planned a huge underground drainage system for the city. When some older and greater cities caused cholera due to poor health environment, Fedu people have already unconsciously enjoyed the improvement beyond the times. The water caused by the violent rainstorm can disappear from the subdistrict in two days at most. Almost all the houses in the urban area are built with toilets. Oh, people who still use toilets are rare in Fedu. Of course, these conveniences did not attract people's attention. Dirty sewers are not things worthy of showing off to the villagers. Did you drag the person enjoying the prosperity of fees for the first time to a certain ditch and proudly say: look, our sewers are one thousand miles long? The sluice of the forty-fourth sewage outlet extends from the underground of the city to the bottom of a cliff on the sea, just one meter above the sea level. At high tide, the sea water completely submerges the sewage outlet, which is one and a half high and two wide. More often, the sewage flows from the hole sparsely, dyeing the blue water color below into a large black ash. The fishing boats running around the sea never appear here. No more experienced rookie fishermen know that good fish can't be caught in this polluted water area. So, no one found that the iron fence with the thick arm of an adult at the sluice was broken three times, leaving a gap for people to go in and out. In the dark of the sewage outfall, there is a darker shadow. From the eyes that flash red light, as if they were red lights at night, it can be inferred that it is a monster. The eyes of normal people are not red. The monster bends and moves forward slowly, like a newborn baby, whose movements are strange. From time to time, because of the slippery mud and the poor balance, it falls to the ground. It found that walking with four limbs is more able to keep balance. This discovery made it hum happily. But soon, it turned its neck in confusion and straightened its body. It seemed that some instincts and memories were advising it to learn to walk with two legs. The monster fell and mixed again, and its whole body was dirty by mud and dark green mosses in the water channel. When it came to the sewage outlet, it was too dark to see the original color of its skin. The monster poked his head, and the ugly, lifeless and unsophisticated face under the starlight was up. It was confused. The fishy sea wind and the hazy night sky, which should have been very strange environment, seemed to be very familiar in a certain period of time. The monster leans on the rough rock and does not move, as if it is integrated with the stone. I don't know how long later, what did the monster's ears hear, it looked back to the dark channel, and then under the command of a certain will, went back. Even the most dedicated sewer cleaning workers can't believe that there is another world hidden in the depth of the pipes full of sapropel. At the junction of the two waterways, the pure white shimmer washed everything dirty, the rotten and strong odor was completely isolated, the ground remained the original blue gray of the rock, and there was no dirt in any remote corner and the gap between the stones. Even the bright and recognizable floor of the mansion and church could not be kept so clean to pure cleanliness. The red brick divides the space into several halls and several residences. In the interior, the light is more intense. In the pure white, there is a golden thin line from time to time. The light is so calm and brilliant that the air seems no longer transparent, just like the mist gradually dissipated under the sun. Just standing, you can feel the VAILLANT contained in the light, which is different from the restlessness of thunder and lightning, the wildness of fire and the uncertainty of wind. It is a more immortal power. It is fresh but balanced, and the passion is controlled. Under its warm touch, it cleans every inch of skin, muscle and marrow to the smallest cell. If it has to be described in secular terms, it's like the moment when a flower blooms, the egg shell is broken, and the baby bird with a hairy head emerges, which is a symbol of birth and growth. It's the power of life. A closer look, the source comes from the middle of the main hall, a cabinet that is one person high. Well, it's not so much a cabinet as a rectangle of broken wood. It's hard to see the extreme appearance. Without the continuous shining, it's only by virtue of the uneven outside of the pit, such as the old rotten wood like material, and even the substandard furniture made by the worst carpenter apprentice, it's better than it. The eternal cabinet, the most precious holy thing in the holy city of Anno, is a branch taken from the world tree supporting the heaven and earth in legend. A naked man's body is held in the air by an invisible hand. Dozens of thin soft glass pipes connect him to the eternal ark. The Guanzi is like an extra blood vessel from the body, constantly taking dark red liquid from the sacred objects. It has to be said that the body is too handsome, the soft eyebrows and eyes, the red lips, as if the hair is made of the finest gold wire, but the face is solidified, severe and wild, and the skin is flashing a hard light similar to the metal texture, which destroys the weak temperament and blends with the appearance into a strange charm. If he can stand up, put on gorgeous clothes and appear in any party, even the most picky Miss GUI will be intoxicated by him. The son of God, who came to heaven, is no more than that. On his beautiful forehead, there is a blue and purple gem. The blood color texture spreads on the crystal clear and green surface of the gem, making it seem that it will break into numerous pieces at any time. The majestic will is coming from the gem, "hasn't the research made progress yet?" The guardian was on the side. The waiter in the white coat lowered his head respectfully. He knew that the master's soul was temporarily living in the gem. "The body transformation technology has been very perfect, but the brain will always produce some disadvantages." "Oh, disadvantages?" the will mocks, "hundreds of experiments, every time the dead recovers, the brain can't work normally. What's the significance of a perfect body and an idiot's intelligence?" "Please forgive me, my master. There are a large number of Paladin on the ground searching for artifacts. We must be careful and not leave any traces." "Efficiency, it needs efficiency. Can I steal the ark of eternity from the church and lose my original body, just to be imprisoned in stone?" "The research has already begun. Please bear with it for a while." "Look, what an immortal body. Ah, I want to have him now." will said, "go, I hope the time won't be too long." The Archbishop of Roland was fidgeting in the black cross carriage. He just received a severe reprimand from the Holy See, while another cardinal in charge of the capital frowned and repeatedly asked, "is the intelligence reliable? Is the artifact still in this secular city?" It's nearly a year since the order of the holy spear failed to catch half of the heretics. Instead, under the guidance of the patrol hall, it helped to catch many wanted criminals or smugglers. Roland is convinced that the followers of artifact and Leo Angertes hide in a corner of Fedu, but the Paladin have turned over the most humble houses, and still have no clue. In the end, where are they hiding? The carriage bumped and stopped. "What's the matter?" Roland asked, sticking his head out of the window. "Archbishop, look." the rickshaw man pointed to the front, and the cleaner was lifting the cover of the sewer, and took out a pile of silt that blocked the water outlet. The stench let passers-by cover their nose far away. "Be careful around, don't get the car dirty." Roland instructions, just closed the window, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, pushed the door open, jumped down. The cleaner looked at the big man wearing the gorgeous robe strangely, not taboo odor and mud, half squatting by the sewer, looking inside. "How deep is it?" Roland asked. The dark water outlet is like an entrance to a bottomless pit, leading to an unknown world. "It's deep, Reverend master." the cleaner rubbed his hands nervously, "it's like a labyrinth below. There was a worker who went down to dredge, but he never found his way back." "I've found the answer." Roland thought, ignoring the disgusting dirt on the robe, excitedly called to the coachman, "go to the municipal building, where the reference room should have the structural map of the whole drainage system." The monster opens the door with her shoulders. The familiar disinfectant smell and warm white light make it feel cordial. It stands in the corner of the wall, as it used to, and looks at its feet with its dusky eyes. More than ten white coats were busy, and hundreds of corpses were pushed on the ground in disorder. If you take two steps, you will have to kick an arm or internal organs of unknown parts. It's not so much a research room as a slaughterhouse. Countless delicate instruments beep and call. On the crystal screen of the instrument, the red and green radio waves are constantly jumping. Some are gradually gentle, becoming a straight line, and some are violently fluctuating. This causes the white coats to be in a hurry and talk from time to time. The monster seems to think that it can understand their words. In the past, the sounds that sounded disorderly formed familiar symbols and depicted the actual meaning in the mind. "Why do I understand? Who am I?" the monster thought, but it was still a low intelligence, so it could not continue to think. "The success rate is close to 90%, but the stability is very random. Some live to the present, some wake up a few hours later, and the body collapses." a white jacket said. "To continue experiments, science is based on a large number of failures." glass lenses are placed on the bridge of the nose, it seems that the white coat leader sighs, "it's just one step away, I can't wait to see the perfect combination of magic and science." "Your current mechanics and medical theory have made us achieve unimaginable results." white coat compliments, "unimaginable, science that is regarded as out of the mainstream by the world, can create miracles." "It's not enough. The delicate coordinated operation of fibers, ganglia and human organs slowly shows the mystery of creation, but the most fundamental secret of life is how to generate wisdom and what is the soul? There is not enough theory to answer." the leader said, "if I have greater authority, I really want to take apart the eternal cabinet in the hall there and study it well." The attendant of the guard in the main hall just pushed the door and came in. Hearing this, he replied unhappily, "doctor, the master gives you the best experimental equipment and the most generous salary, so that you can develop an eternal life method comparable to the great resurrection for him, not to satisfy your excessive curiosity." "As long as you give me the sacred things to study for a few hours, I would rather not take a cent." the doctor muttered dismissively, and then pushed the mirror frame. "At present, we need fresh brain, otherwise, we can't get more detailed information just by the withered brain stem dug from the tomb." "Is it like a year ago, I ran to the ground late at night to hunt passers-by? I can't get away if I was caught by the Paladin." the attendant said, "please save some raw materials. Didn't a floating corpse just recovered from the sea a month ago?" "The body without a whole meat can also use the brain." the doctor stood at the corner of the monster nunuzui, "it's the most successful transformation, using the most complete part of each body to put together the body, plus the brain of the floating body, using the messy raw materials to create a new life, even with a little bit of intelligence, at least know how to eat by yourself, and sometimes go out for a walk." The squire looked at the monster with interest. God, how terrible it was. It was nearly two meters tall, and the size of the left and right arms were different. It was obviously taken from two corpses with different physiques;The nerve of the eyeball has necrosis, so that the blood fills the iris, and the eyes are dyed dark red, just like the devil of hell;From the ankle to the face, you can't find a palm sized complete skin at all. There are dense pinholes all over the body, just like an old garment with numerous patches. If it wasn't for the slightly undulating chest and occasionally rotating eyeballs, the waiter would have thought it was a dead specimen created by a doctor when he was bored. "You said, this man has intelligence?" the waiter didn't believe it. "Please don't say it's human. Compared with the body maintained by the magic in the main hall, it's just graffiti like scum." the doctor said, "I call it the sewing monster, but its IQ is still low, and it can't understand even words, otherwise it can do the chores." "No, compared with those paste like experimental products after resurrection, this is a progress worthy of expectation." the waiter ordered, "the master can't wait. Later, you can focus on it to see if you can improve your intelligence, so as to explore the mystery of the brain." I don't know how long it took to sew up. For it, time is still an abstract and fuzzy concept. Every once in a while, the electric shock and the repair of magical power make the thinking and sense organs more and more clear. Many incoherent memory fragments began to emerge gradually. There is a scene of trees alternating with green grass, wind with grass flavor, water spray pool dancing in the sun, prosperous shops on both sides of the subdistrict and an endless stream of people, a beautiful girl, and the most clear is the dignified and solemn room, black robes, and people with wigs standing on the stage loudly pronouncing, and then, there were warm applause and resentment curse. "Is that my past life? Why am I here?" when there was no one, the monster thought desperately, and knocked his head with his fist until he was stunned. One day, it angrily pinched a white coat to half death, and the monster's two feet began to tie the shackles of heavy iron balls. The control of the body is becoming more and more skilled. Now, it has been able to slowly walk like a normal person dragging an iron ball. No, in a sense, it has surpassed the normal person. I don't know whether it is the stimulation of electricity or the constant blessing of magic. The monster's muscle contains more and more powerful power. With only fingers, it can easily buckle deep holes from the solid stone wall of the waterway. The instinct of cunning and self-protection let the monster hide these things. Until one time, it was taken to another hall, and several transparent pipes connected with cabinet like wood were embedded in its brain. After the dark red liquid flows into the brain, the languid plant finds the nutrients that have been lost for a long time. The feeling of dry land meeting heavy rain makes the monster feel comfortable and groan, and every cell is active. But soon, it was like swallowing all the shallow sea water at high tide. The swelling pressure seemed to crush the whole skull from the inside to the outside. The intense pain made the monster like a frog that was shocked, with limbs constantly twitching and then fainting. In the dark, it heard someone talking: "It seems that the body cannot bear the power of the holy things." "Poor guy, it looks like he's dying." "Ha, it's a dead man. You should be familiar with the road again." "Not necessarily. It's very strong and should be able to survive." Then an angry will shouted, "Damn it, do you think the energy of the eternal cabinet is infinite? Don't waste it in failed experiments." Before the complete loss of consciousness, a name jumped into the monster's mind. It remembers the name it once had - "Fulan Fleur.".