Alien Relic Hunter

"Everything else is fine," Manstein said with a look of embarrassment on his face. "It's just that we can't get the Mengzao thing here... Even on the Ark, it's not easy to get this kind of thing."

Ivan seemed to have expected this, and without saying anything more, he took the list back, crossed out the item "Mengzao or incense-type Mengzao products" on it, thought for a moment, and then Several common sedative drugs are listed.

"Recently, Ark's control over things like Mengzao has indeed become much stricter... After mixing these several pharmaceuticals, it can barely serve as a substitute for Mengzao, but it just wants to achieve the same level of hallucinogenic effects. , the dosage will be very large and may leave him with permanent sequelae.”

Ivan glanced at Manstein. Although he did not continue, the latter quickly understood what he meant and whispered: "His pension has been paid to his family, they only know He was killed during a routine ruins exploration mission...In the files on the Ark, he...is already a dead person."

Although this approach is a bit cruel, it is understandable... Those injured hunters may be able to sign confidentiality agreements with them, but if a mentally disturbed survivor like this is sent back rashly, if he accidentally talks nonsense If you let it slip, you'll be in big trouble.

If his sanity cannot return to normal, the best outcome is to spend the rest of his life in a prison-like ward.

Ke Lan sighed and patted Ivan on the shoulder: "Hurry up. If you can figure out what happened under the mine, there may be a way to save him."

"I don't have any psychological burden," Ivan smiled at Ke Lan, "I have seen many such patients. For them, perhaps... death is the best relief."

With that said, Ivan had already opened his medical insurance and took out a complete set of surgical knives.

"Wait a minute...doctor, what are you going to do?" Seeing Ivan playing with the bright scalpel, Layton looked confused, "Hypnosis...Does hypnosis also require surgery?"

"No need to use the knife." Ivan replied.

"Then why did you take out the scalpel?"

"In case of emergencies... Injecting large doses of sedative drugs into patients may lead to various emergencies, including sudden death. Prepare everything needed for rescue to save yourself from being in a hurry." Ivan said calmly. said.

"Are we going to do it here? If there is a need for surgery, do we have to prepare a sterile environment?" Ke Lan asked.

"Indeed... but this room does meet the requirements for surgery, and it is also equipped with an auxiliary robotic arm... As long as the dirty things inside are cleaned and disinfected, it can be used as a temporary operating room." Ivan nodded.

"Okay, I'll have someone clean the room now." Manstein was about to let the guards in, but was stopped by Ke Lan.

"Let me do it."

"Ah?" Manstein turned his head in surprise and looked at Ke Lan, "Such a small matter... Isn't it better to trouble Mr. Ke Lan to do it himself? The people below will take care of it..."

"No, I just have a small guess that needs to be confirmed, just let me do it." Ke Lan said, "In addition, prepare a set of medical protective clothing for me, the largest size, and find some cardboard. If you don’t have cardboard, a polymer board will work, as well as a bed of cotton batting.”

Although he couldn't understand Ke Lan's request at all, Manstein still complied. In less than ten minutes, these things were delivered to Ke Lan.

Ke Lan is 1.75cm tall and weighs less than 70 kilograms. He has a very standard figure. He is wearing the largest medical protective clothing, and the gap inside the clothing can even fit another person... And Ke Lan Lan stuffed the cardboard, cotton wool and other stuff in as stuffing - now, his bloated body is full of edges and corners made of folded cardboard, and he even has a hollow on his head. The cardboard box with two holes looks funny and weird.

At this time, even the old dog couldn't stand it anymore: "Ke Lan... what are you doing? Today is not April Fool's Day?"

"Old dog, do you think I look like a human being now?" Ke Lan turned around, raised his arm with some difficulty and waved to the old dog.

"Not like a human being, like a sand sculpture."

"Let's get down to business, if you saw me standing next to your bed like this when you wake up from sleep, would you regard me as a human being?"

"No, I will immediately pull out the pistol from under the pillow and beat your head to pieces along with this old cardboard box."

"That's good, you stay away. Manstein, please ask someone to open the door. I'm ready to go in." Ke Lan said.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute..." The old dog grabbed Ke Lan's sleeve, "If you go in like this, you won't scare the unlucky guy to death, right?"

"Not always."

With that said, Ke Lan had staggered to the door of the solitary room.

The door opened slowly, but Ke Lan did not walk in - to be precise, he did not enter the confinement room by walking, but kept his legs together, step by step like a Chinese zombie in an old movie. Jumped in.

Just when everyone outside the confinement thought that the survivor would be stimulated as before, they unexpectedly discovered that the survivor was just staring quietly at Ke Lan who jumped into the room. Although his expression was a little confused, he seemed No emotion of fear arises.

"That's so damn weird!" the old dog swore, "What's the point of this? It's like seeing a living person and seeing a ghost, but you're not scared anymore when you really see a guy dressed like a ghost?"

"Because this is not his stressor..." Ivan said thoughtfully, "I understand! The reason why Ke Lan did this is to find out what his stressor is!"

"Stressor? Do you mean something that will stimulate him? I seem to understand a little bit... but it's a bit unclear..."

"His stress source is people," Ke Lan said through the communicator he carried, "or, in other words, things like people."

"So he will go crazy when he sees people? This... This doesn't make sense. There is no reason to be afraid of his own kind? Could it be that the enemies they encountered underground were not indigenous creatures, but humans -" Old Dog's words suddenly stopped Stopping, his eyes suddenly widened with disbelief on his face.

"It's not a human being, but it should be something like a human being." Ke Lan said, "You see, my current form is very different from that of a normal human being, so he will not feel fear or have a stress reaction. "