In the morgue, there were 12 pirates lined up on the floor that had been tossed out long ago. They were all living people with breath, but they were all displayed like dead people.

Three of them still have consciousness and consciousness. One was pierced in the chest and lung, and blood bubbles came out from his mouth; the other was embedded with a truncation axe in his back, his spine was smashed, and he was completely paralyzed with his mouth open unconsciously; Gu is a blunt blow on half of his face, dented inward, his cheek teeth shattered, and he let out a weak moan.

The remaining 9 patients all lost too much blood and fell into severe coma.

Yaerlin stood in the center of the "corpse", staring at the panting ship doctor, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if he was smiling but not smiling, and with the surrounding displays, he immediately gave a gloomy and eerie feeling. .

"Anything else?" he asked.

"The people on the deck are out of breath, do you want to pull them over?" The ship doctor was trembling.

"Oh, dead people." Yaerlin sighed: "It's okay to be dead people, it's useless after the time limit expires."

As he spoke, he took off the black glove on his left hand, revealing his left hand with weird black lines on it. At the same time, he gave William a wink.

"Time limit?"

The ship doctor was still trying to figure out the meaning of the word, when he saw the black hand exposed by Yaerlin, an inexplicable fear and unknown thought arose in his heart. The monster shuddered spontaneously, and then he heard a screeching sound behind him.

The door of the morgue was slowly closed by William.

"Yarlin, your hand? And what are we doing?" Fick, who had been kept in the dark, and diligently fulfilled Yaerlin's instructions, stared at Yaerlin's left hand with his mouth open, **** it. , when did Yaerlin's left hand turn into that ghost.

"Fick, don't be nervous, everything is under my control." Yaerlin squatted down and touched one of the people's chest lightly with his fingertips. Suddenly, his left hand woke up like a living thing, densely black The thread is like a monster with open teeth, biting away the flesh the size of a palm in one bite, revealing the "thumping and beating heart" inside, and then it seems to smell blood, and the heart is wrapped in black threads, turning from dark red to ink-like. dark.

"I can't explain it in a few words, just look at it directly." The red and blue logos "0.1, 1." appeared on Yaerlin's retina, which corresponded to the units boosted by "Drain" and the progress bar boosted by "Swallow". , he pursed his lips and spit out two words softly: "Transformation!"

Transformation: Transform the dead fresh creatures into their own servants. The servants at this stage have no autonomous consciousness and can accept simple instructions.

"..." Fick opened his mouth wide, stunned.

"..." William's pupils shrank and trembled.

"..." The ship doctor's teeth trembled, his hair horrified.

They saw that the moment Yaerlin retracted his palm, the countless black lines seemed to make a "wheezing" sound, with a gloomy wind, returning to Yaerlin's palm like a low tide.

At the same time, the wrapped heart suddenly burst into countless black threads, "hissing" the needles pierced the flesh, and the bones were woven into a cobweb within the body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then, like convergence The retracted rubber band drives the white muscle and skin of the created wound to retract, like a zipper pulled from the inside to suture the entire skin and flesh.

nausea! bloody! Weird!

Fick's brain was shutting down, but he wasn't afraid, but he couldn't understand how Yaerlin, who got along with him day and night, had become a "monster"; William felt nauseated for a while, but his heart palpitations and happiness coexisted. He is a devil, thankful that he belongs to the devil; the ship doctor is cold all over his body, and his open and closed mouth seems to have damaged his speech function in horror.

"No.... not the captain.... yes... yes.... Yaerlin!!!"

As if the signal was bad, the ship doctor's mind showed intermittent feedback of consciousness. He was terrified and wanted to turn his head and escape. However, his neck was as heavy as lead water, and his feet were more like being nailed to the ground to move. No, he saw the dead man suddenly straighten up, opened the eyes of the dead fish and stared at him coldly, and he said gloomy words: "You will keep the secret for me, right?"

The dead are talking!

Arlin is talking!

The ship doctor stared at the talking dead man in horror. At the same time, he noticed that Yaerlin, who was changing in sync with the dead man, understood everything in an instant.

"Out of good intentions, I deceived you, but I think you will understand my difficulties, right?" Yaerlin snapped his fingers, and the corpse lay down on the ground with his eyes closed.

"Guru." The ship doctor swallowed.

"I still need some time to prepare, Via may come later, I believe you know how to explain the delay to the captain, um, it won't take too long, just delay it until dawn." Yaerlin began to play with other "Coma patient~lightnovelpub.net~ Oh, yes, I almost forgot, I told Via for you earlier that you found some kind of weird bug in the body, so you need to check the whole crew, or Autopsy more dead people, and you can remember not to wear gangs later."

The ship doctor was bewildered.

Yaerlin ignored the ship doctor. He understood that the poor man needed time to digest this information. As for the final decision, he believed that the other party would achieve the result he wanted.

He has always believed in the wisdom and potential of human beings under the strong will to survive.

"I, I understand." The ship doctor bit his lip, the faint smell of blood and tingling made him regain his ability to think, his brain twitched and he found desperately that he had better follow Yaerlin's orders.

Captain Via is scary, but Arlin, who can manipulate corpses, looks even scarier!

"Haha~" Yaerlin didn't lift his head, he chuckled lightly, "Congratulations, you will survive."

The ship doctor was so moved that he wanted to cry. It was really not easy for him this night. He suppressed the swirling tears and looked at William with red eyes, "I'll help you bandage the wound."

"Ah, I'm really grateful." William quickly leaned against the door, took away his palm covering the wound, and asked the ship's doctor to deal with it.

Fick seemed to understand something, and he didn't seem to understand anything. He scratched his scalp hard, but fortunately he didn't bother to think about it. He just had to believe in Yaerlin, so he grinned: "Yarlin, let me do something. what?"

"You go to guard the door, forget it..." Yaerlin glanced at Fick, thought about it, and smiled: "You still come and help me, every time I deal with and transform one, you will move the next one to the I'll be with you, this will speed up the time."