Yang Yi arrived outside the Witch Laboratory.
"If you're scared, don't follow me in."
"I'm not scared!"
Cui Xiya insisted on coming, hiding in his pocket.
Yang Yi couldn't be bothered with her. He pushed open the laboratory door and walked in.
Inside felt like another space, like an air-conditioned room. A chill washed over him as he entered.
Yang Yi frowned.
It had been like this last time, too. The temperature in the laboratory seemed to be dropping lower and lower.
Su Na sat on a metal chair without her mask, holding a beaker and sipping from it now and then.
Judging by the color and aroma, it was probably Vitality Sardine Soup.
Beside her stood a headless corpse, strapped to a metal bed that could tilt upright.
"How did it end up looking like this?"
Yang Yi froze for a moment, finding that the corpse wasn't quite what he had expected.
Besides the pincer on the left, the Long-arm Squid tentacle on the right, and the Cyclops's legs, there were now some strange additions to its body.
A ring of thick worm tentacles hung from the corpse's waist like a skirt, trailing all the way to the floor and covering its legs.
There was no need to ask where those tentacles had come from. The Variant Pale Worm in the laboratory was bald, thoroughly so, with nothing left but its spherical body and birdlike beak.
A huge eyeball had also been embedded in the very center of the Deep One's torso. It had probably come from the Cyclops.
"Heavens, this is just too evil.
Those Otherworldly Demons could never have imagined that a Witch would toy with their corpses like this after they died!"
Cui Xiya's voice came from his pocket. She only dared poke her head out.