Just in the doctor, I mentioned the issue of brain slices.

The head nurse's scream came from the analysis room not far away.

When Han Dong arrived at the first time, he found that the nurse's right arm was spiraled... However, it did not show "infection symptoms" and did not continue to spiral like the elderly.

The expressions, thinking and physical signs in all aspects are normal, just a simple twist of the right arm.

"As it really targets the alien demon? The head nurse is a creature of fate... There is no saying that the alien demon core crystal does not exist, resulting in the spiralized substances that cannot invade the core."

Han Dong immediately took a step forward and stabilized the head nurse.

The head nurse with a look of panic pointed at the solution in the conical flask, which was the brain slice solution that had been specially treated and diluted:

"Just accidentally stained a drop, and the right hand became like this.

Fortunately, the "Memory Dilution" has been made. You only need to feed the ghoul with a sound brain function to get some of the old man's memories."

"It's not OK to eat ghouls, leave it to me."

Seeing Han Dong take the solution, the swelling that followed was shocked and quickly stopped him:

"Sir, do you want to drink it yourself?

This thing has too high risk… Your talent tree and our demon’s crystal core are essentially the same type of substance. If similar symptoms occur, it will be troublesome.”

"If the dilution made of this kind of brain slice of an ordinary infected person can affect me, then I will definitely die in this "travel to London".

Ordinary ghouls will inevitably be unable to bear it, and such precious clues cannot be wasted.

Let me do it.”

The reason why Han Dong wanted to take a look at the old man's memory.

It is because when he found the twisted old man in the guest room, he said, "I failed."

Han Dong cares a lot about what failed.

Han Dong suspected that the old man had participated in a ceremony and even took the initiative to approach the vortex, which led to such an end... The specific answer can only be found in memory.

The doctor scratched his brain and said seriously: "Okay... I will monitor the adult's status at all times.

It will also help you integrate memory fragments so that you can read the memory smoothly.

After all, it is the first time I have seen such a vortex-shaped brain, and it is very likely that it will fail to read it."

"good."

"Sir, come to sleep quickly."

"Sleep up, where to sleep?" Han Dong stared at the brain on the ghoul's seat, not quite understanding what the doctor meant.

The swollen brain is sunk inward in the center, forming a groove that can accommodate Han Dong's body, which is shaped like the magnetic resonance instruments commonly found in movies.

Han Dong immediately lay flat and pulled the tentacles into the soft and warm grooves of his brain.

Not to mention, sleeping here is both soft and warm.

Gulugulu~ I took a bite of dilution.

During the swallowing process, it was obvious that the throat and esophagus had a certain spiral reaction, and they were quickly adapted to the [Black Wool Body]. Han Dong's body was normal.

The essence in the dilution flows into the brain along the blood vessels after digestion in the small intestine area.

Dr. Swelling also borders dozens of synapses on the surface of Han Dong's brain, assisting in combing and constructing memory fragments.

With the joint efforts of two powerful brain men, the twisted, chaotic and disorderly memory fragments are arranged neatly in their minds.

Han Dong's consciousness was immediately brought into a strange memory...

Buzz!

In a blink of an eye, the dark streets of London were in front of me.

The cold wind blew.

With the access of memory, the elderly’s relevant information was also transmitted to Han Dong.

The old man's name is [Vogt. Big Hand]. He has a palm slightly larger than other demons, which also allows him to successfully apply for an ore sorting job when he was young.

In the world of the demon, the strength is still speaking.

Vogt, who has always been a newborn demon, has worked in a mining company for hundreds of years, and his work has never changed... It has long become the ultimate existence among social animals.

current.

He just got off work from a mining company and was walking on the way home.

Age of Vogt no longer has the possibility of growing up, and the rest of his life is basically fixed, and he will work in a mining company until he dies.

The fixed and rigid lifestyle made him lose all his passion for life.

Even though there have been a series of strange "vortex events" in London recently, he seems to be indifferent.

In his opinion, if he is involved in an incident and dies, he will get more attention and will make his long-awaited life more colors at the end.

It is also due to the vortex incident that the demand for ore has been huge in recent times. Vogt worked overtime until late at night today... and it seemed extra unlucky.

Perhaps because of his age, he was in a flash of consciousness when sorting ore and rolled his little finger into a strange demon device.

This causes the entire little finger to bend involuntarily (curling back and curling to form a circle).

However, the company not only did not pay compensation, but also scolded him for his delays in work... Such emergencies also aggravated his world-weariness.

Just as he was walking on the way home with his curly little fingers under his head, he suddenly felt a hint of chill... He looked up and found that there was no one on the street late at night.

At the same time, the curled little finger seemed to be subjected to an invisible pull, leading him to a dark alleyway entrance.

First, I caught a glimpse of a black vortex.

After looking closely, a book seller appeared in the alley. There were several old strange books on the street stall in front of him, with spiral patterns printed on the covers.

Confronting God.

Vogt was already standing in front of the book stall. Even though the book sellers did not decrease at all, he could vaguely feel that the books in front of him might change the rest of his life.

"How to sell this book?"

When he asked for the price.

The book seller poked a deep spiral arm from under his sleeve, pointed to his little finger, and asked to "exchange things for things."

As long as Vogt can change the rest of his life, he is not even afraid of death, just a little finger... click!

Break it off on the spot and handed over the "curled little finger".

The book seller who got the curly fingers showed a strange smile between his dark face (the corners of his mouth were curled at 180°).

Vogt, who paid the "fees", finally set his sights on a dark curly book, holding the book and leaving.

At this moment, the strange thing that Dr. Swelling was worried about happened.

Be reasonable.

As a memory reader, Han Dong was observing all this from the perspective of [bystander].

Just like a person reading a comic book, it is impossible for the characters in the book to notice the reader.

but……

Just as Vogt was about to leave.

The spiral arm suddenly rested on his shoulders, and a series of low sounds came from his vortex mouth:

"There is actually a third party...Who are you?"

When Han Dong heard this, he was shocked.

At the critical moment, the swelling that was monitoring everything outside, forcibly breaking the memory connection.

Han Dong, whose swollen brain was slowly removed, seemed to have just come out of the sauna, and his whole body was filled with heat visible to the naked eye... The talent tree was not affected.
Chapter completed!