"That old guy studies Corpse Ghosts all day long." Mountain Cannon lowered his voice and said, "Be careful when you talk to him."
"He's not someone to mess with."
The smell here is really awful.
Su Ziyu followed Mountain Cannon through a dark corridor, and under the dim yellow light, he saw a burly strong black man, and a frail-looking old white man.
"Are you here to buy something from me?"
In front of the old man was a dissecting table, on which laid a freshly transported Corpse Ghost, he seemed to have just lifted his head to glance at Su Ziyu with a puzzled expression before saying, "What do you want?"
"Alarm! Alarm!"
"Pollution body detected!..."
Having just laid eyes on the Corpse Ghost doctor, Su Ziyu's expression became serious as the Space-Time Monitor System issued an alert.
A pair of turbid yellow-brown eyes.
