Pirate's Nest Order

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Like the heartbeat, the sound is very soft, very soft, you can't hear it at all if you don't listen close to the ear; the frequency is very slow, the normal heartbeat frequency is between 60 and 100 beats per minute, but the frequency of this sound at this moment is only 10 beats With a mind-numbing precision, an unshakable frequency is maintained and played repeatedly.

It beats every 6 seconds. A more accurate description should be that it only beats for a moment every sixth second.

Monotonous, precise, circular

"This is not a human heartbeat." The ship's doctor opened his mouth slightly, and because of fear and excitement, he pressed his lips against Jack's chest, and the cold touch of his skin ran up to his forehead along the nerves of his lips, "There is something in this corpse. The other stuff is the heartbeat of that thing.”

"That thing made the body move."

If the ship doctor's entire life is stretched out to build a horizontal axis, and IQ is used to build a vertical axis, then the coordinates at this moment represent that his life is about to end, and the fireworks of his IQ are shining at its peak.

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

The ship doctor pursed his mouth, his eyes were shining like never before, suddenly, a black line flashed in his mind, and then Fu Zhixin blurted out: "Yes, that's not my illusion, there is really something in his eyes."

He exhaled a breath and suddenly opened Jack's eyelids, revealing a pair of pale eyeballs. He cursed, and You Zi watched intently for a while. Then he felt cruel and took out a narrow finger from his arms. meat cleaver.

The point of the knife pierced the lens vertically, irregular cracks opened on the pale eyeballs, and there was no seepage of blood. The movement of the ship doctor's hands froze, and then his heart became ruthless again. The tip of the knife was lifted slightly, and moved down to the chest of the corpse.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when the tip of the knife touched the skin of the chest, the ship's doctor felt the "heartbeat" vibration transmitted along the blade to his five fingers.

His palm trembled violently, and a gash was drawn on the corpse's chest.

On the other side, in the cabin on the bottom floor, Yarlin was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and resting his mind. The corner of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, and he sneered softly: "Heh~ the time is shorter than I expected. I really don't know how to live."

The "living dead" who were transformed and enslaved by Yaerin, let's call them slaves for the time being. Although they have not yet reached the level of vision sharing, their perception to a certain extent can be done immediately with a kind of "pheromone" similar to Feedback to the owner in a telepathic way.

For example, being attacked or damaged

Arlin still closed his eyes, counting the time silently in his heart, and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a name in a voice that only he could hear: "Via"

The wound was pulled open, and the strangely pale flesh tissue was pulled to one side by the blade, exposing more of the wound's vision to the air.

Black, densely black, the ship's doctor looked horrified, and felt a chill going straight to his forehead. He saw a black spider web in the skin, countless black lines penetrated the skin, pierced the bones, and were densely packed in the chest cavity. Intertwined and intertwined, the liver, spleen, lungs and other internal organs that should have been there are all like discarded garbage, piled up and squeezed into a ball of paste in the abdominal cavity in the lower right corner, quietly displayed.

Dead air, silence, scalp tingling.

Only the heart can still be vaguely recognized as an organ wrapped and gathered by countless black lines. It is like a symptom of some kind of infection and cancer. It is dyed pitch black and beats at a strange frequency.

"Live"

A terrifying thought popped into the ship's doctor's mind without thinking. He always felt that the black heart was like an egg that was hatching, and there was secret fermentation of terror inside the egg.

The next moment, a strange and gloomy voice came into the ship doctor's ears abruptly. The voice seemed to come from a distant place, and it also seemed to be whispering from a corpse that was close at hand.

that's a name

A familiar and scary name

I say familiar because the ship doctor has heard this name countless times; I say scary because this name was spit out from a dead man's mouth at this moment.

Trembling, palpitations.

The ship doctor was stiff in place, his neck was stiff, his eyes were staring at the lying dead body, and he was opening his eyes, revealing a shattered and terrifying eyeball, and the black line that the ship doctor hoped for appeared in a pale eyeball. swimming.

"Via"

The corpse repeated in a low voice.

"Captain Via Via is Captain Via. Why does the corpse spit out Captain Via's name?" The ship's doctor's scalp was numb and his body was cold.

In the wet and messy storage room, the ship doctor's face was pale. He felt as if a pair of cold and murderous eyes were watching him from behind him, which made him dare not turn around.

There was no one behind him, the door was closed, and there were only him and three "corpses" in the storage room.

There are living things conceived in the dead body, living things can manipulate the dead body, and the dead body cannot mutter and repeat the captain's name for no reason, all these are related.

Scary to think about

The ship's doctor bit the tip of his tongue fiercely. He didn't dare to think about it anymore. In an instant, the "medical curiosity" in his heart was killed. Looking at the three corpses in front of him, how could he dare to salivate and explore them all? Occupied by unavoidable fear.

Immediately pull out the blade, and immediately, the skin and flesh are pulled back and healed by the contracted black thread, except for a thin seam that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, not even a little scar can be seen.

The ship doctor's face was twitching again, his face changed for a while, and he hurriedly opened the door, subconsciously looking towards the position of the captain's cabin.

Looking back, he let out a long sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and walked towards the cabin on the bottom floor. He didn't want to accompany those three horrible corpses anymore. In this case, it was necessary to find someone to replace him. There is a candidate.

What the ship doctor didn't notice was that when he left the storage room and glanced at the captain's cabin suspiciously and preoccupied, it happened to fall into the eyes of the first officer, Luo Wei, so Luo Wei's face became even more ugly.

Bottom cabin.

Close to the door, Fick stood beside Arlin's bed, his little eyes flashing fiercely, and he whispered in Arlin's ear through gritted teeth: "Damn it, our killing of Bill has been exposed."

"Oh, don't panic, speak slowly." Yaerlin turned sideways, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were as deep and cold as the color of the sea. First-class small station first release

"There are a few notes with a line written on them. Yarlin killed Bill. I don't know how many people picked up that note." Fick said everything he knew.

Ya'erlin could roughly guess what happened. He rubbed his left eye habitually, and his tone was still calm: "Who would believe something without evidence? Just rely on an anonymous note, hahaha~"

"But" Fike was still a little anxious.

Yaerlin put his finger to his mouth and made a hissing gesture. The expression on his face suddenly became sly and sly: "Who said Bill is dead? I never thought Bill was dead. This is a frame-up. I I always thought that Bill was hiding in a corner on this ship." If you love reading, how can you not follow this public account? Search v-letter for: or popular online articles, let's chat about online articles together~