"Dissect the bodies?" a Player asked, puzzled. "Is that really necessary? Even if we find out he was poisoned, how would that change our situation?"
There was a way to deal with this kind of Alien: all they had to do was put on Protective Suits and face masks. The key was to avoid wearing suits that were too flimsy; otherwise, they would die as mysteriously as this Player had.
"If he really died of poisoning, that's good news for us," Xu Huo said. "It means we can protect ourselves from that Alien with items."
If not, it meant that the Alien had an ability they knew nothing about. That was the most dangerous possibility.
With that in mind, someone took the two bodies from Car Two and brought them to Car Seven, clearing space for them as well.
"Is anyone here a Doctor?" Only after doing all that did someone repeat the question Xu Huo had asked earlier. But after asking through the cars one by one, they found that the only person with any connection to the medical field was a veterinarian.
The veterinarian took out the surgical kit he had bought after becoming a Player. It had all sorts of tools, but he himself didn't know how to use most of them. "I was a vet in a small town. At most, I could stitch up wounds and set bones. I don't know anything else."
"Then why did you get so many tools?" a young man with dyed blond hair challenged him.
"Don't tell me you never imagined that after evolving, your intelligence might suddenly shoot up. I figured doing more work related to my profession might help me develop a special Ability, so of course I had to give it a try," the veterinarian replied matter-of-factly.