All Worlds Madhouse

Ziliang and Shirley followed Hannibal to the morgue.

Harley Quinn is already waiting here.

The morgue was no different from usual. Jigsaw's body was still lying quietly on the platform, and the three refrigerated cabinets beside the wall that stored corpses had all been pulled out, with three corpses lying on them. It was obvious that Hannibal had dragged him out. After all, there was nothing he wanted to eat in the previous plane, so now that he was free, it made sense to find some food.

"Where are the abnormal corpses?" Ziliang asked, because at a glance, the three corpses were all complete, and there were no deformities or missing arms or legs.

Harley Quinn crossed her arms and pointed to the last refrigerator with her eyes: "That's the one, go and see for yourself." She said calmly.

With doubts in his mind, Ziliang walked to the last corpse, looked at it, and his expression became wonderful.

Because, this corpse

It's from Lyon!

Yes, that's Leon, the Leon who just separated in Raccoon City.

Ziliang looked at the corpse and blinked. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. It took him a long time to react, and he quickly took out the compass and opened it.

[Corpse: Leon Scott Kennedy]

[Age of death: 24 years old]

[Life experience: He barely graduated from the police academy with mediocre grades. He was late on the first day he was assigned to report to the Raccoon City Police Department. After entering the city, he found a woman who had fallen on the side of the road. The kind-hearted Mr. Leon He went to help him, but his throat was bitten directly and he died on the spot. 】

[Corpse Inherited Attributes: Due to a certain obsessive-compulsive disorder, Leon has been fond of collecting various items since he was a child. Decades of growth have made him extremely good at searching for items, no matter how complicated or dangerous the place is. , can accurately identify all valuable items and quickly put them into their pockets. 】

Well, it seems that the Leon lying in front of him at this moment is the one who was tragically bitten to death by zombies in a certain parallel plane.

After seeing this paragraph of text, Ziliang's face was full of confusion, as if he had dropped 100 yuan into the toilet that he hadn't had time to flush. It was neither a matter of picking it up nor a matter of not picking it up.

The original introduction to the morgue only mentioned that it could randomly produce corpses, but who would have thought that this "randomness" would actually include the corpses of the main characters in the planes it experienced. Moreover, this corpse can also inherit certain attributes of the person before death.

This is indeed very good, but... a corpse has no use.

At this time, Ziliang seemed to suddenly remember something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Shirley: "By the way, didn't you just say?"

"Yes, in theory, it should be possible, but I don't know to what extent his intelligence can be preserved. Moreover, if this corpse is turned into a zombie, it will quickly decompose within a few days until it is completely It broke." Shirley obviously knew what Ziliang wanted to ask, so she answered directly.

"That's okay." Ziliang thought for a moment and nodded: "If we can really retain certain characteristics of the corpse, as long as it lasts for a few days, it will be very useful."

Indeed, according to Leon's ability to rummage through boxes and cabinets, even if it breaks down after a few days, it will be more useful than having Hannibal carry it to the kitchen.

"Hehe. It seems that with the addition of Shirley, this useless [morgue] suddenly became useful." Ziliang muttered even more happily.

In fact, it was more than just 'somewhat useful'. In the following period, the [Morgue] even became a very popular place. Because Shirley needed virus experimental materials, she went to the morgue every now and then. He ran from room to room, and Hannibal also came here almost every day. Although he just walked around and left, Ziliang felt that this guy probably wanted to see if his body could be found here.

In the 'virtual realm', the concept of time is very vague, so it didn't take long for the original serum of the virus to be successfully developed.

And the long-dead [Jigsaw—John Kramer] finally slowly opened his eyes after experiencing so many things.

The pale light shines directly into the eyes, but it is not very dazzling. The surrounding temperature is a bit cold.

"Where is this?" He asked this question reflexively.

Then he found two women standing around him. One was dressed like a nurse. At the moment, she was holding a syringe in her hand. Next to her was a girl who was only in her teens, but She could feel a maturity that transcended her age, and she was wearing a medical uniform that is common in laboratories.

"Who are you?" Jigsaw was not afraid of this strange sight. He just sat up and asked calmly.

"I am Harley Quinn, and she is Shirley." Quinn responded casually: "This is a hospital morgue. So obviously, you have been dead for a long time, and we, Resurrected you"

"Dead? Resurrected?" Jigsaw murmured doubtfully.

"I know you have a lot of questions now, but I'm not good at telling stories, so you can go to the doctor's office upstairs and find a smoker. He will tell you everything." Quinn said, and then she was very responsible. The responsible person turned around and walked towards the door: "It's really cold."

And the little girl named Shirley also followed out, muttering as she walked: "It took 4 minutes and 12 seconds to be resurrected, and the skin color and heartbeat appeared first."

They were all talking about medical terms, and Jigsaw couldn't hear them very clearly. In short, he woke up inexplicably, and then was inexplicably thrown into this cold room. He was confused.

After a long time, he shivered and finally realized that the temperature in the morgue he was in had already froze him. Then he stood up with difficulty and walked towards the door of the room.

"Am I dead?" He wondered as he walked up the stairs and came to a corridor.

With the white walls, green edge paint, and the smell of medicine that can be smelled everywhere, it seems that this is indeed a hospital.

"But... what is that?"

He was puzzled when he saw a man whose whole body was rotten, with pale eyes staring at him, walking past him, holding a stack of things that looked like "medical petri dishes" in his hand.

"Is that a zombie, something that only appears in horror movies?"

Immediately afterwards, he saw a very well-dressed man with an elegant temperament walking towards him. He glanced at himself: "Oh? Have you been resurrected? Haha - it seems that the serum is really useful. Oh. , By the way, my name is Hannibal, and I am a psychiatrist. If you have any psychological burden about coming back from the dead, you can come to me, my clinic is over there."

He said politely, then nodded to himself gracefully, and walked upstairs. It can be seen that he is a very elegant gentleman. But why is he carrying a piece of human thigh? ?

Maybe I really died. Is this the world after death?

Jigsaw thought, then turned his head.

At the end of the corridor, he saw a door sign that said [Doctor's Office]