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Chapter 48 A Ninth-Rank Fruit Position Would Be Better to Fall into My Hands

"teacher.

"I have reviewed the materials you gave me."

"The glioma in your frontal lobe, is that the organ you use to attract spiritual energy?"

Qin Wei's face remained expressionless.

He sat calmly in front of the operating table, already turning the cadaver over.

His gloves were stained with black, putrid blood and murky cerebrospinal fluid, but he seemed oblivious... After all, when performing surgery on a corpse, there's no need to consider hygiene.

He cut open the cadaver's face, then opened the cadaver's frontal bone. The spring-loaded micro-scissors in his hand did not waver even slightly as he began the most precise and perfect dissection of the glioma.

"I don't really understand what spiritual energy is."

"But to prevent your violence, I'll cut it off anyway."

"There are also four other abnormal structures in your skull that I cannot understand, which will also be removed."

As he spoke, he handed the part of the glioma he had just removed to an alcohol lamp and burned it to ashes.

……

In the study, Wu Yun stopped controlling the Heavenly Mystery Rat.

The spiritual energy fluctuations caused by the cadaver have indeed stopped.

From a different angle, Tianji Mouse saw Qin Wei's slender yet steady hand, and under the microscope, the cadaver's eyes, filled with fear, resentment, and anger.

"Qin Wei is a ruthless guy."

Wu Yun poured herself a glass of juice and slowly drank it while watching Qin Wei's surgery.

But he skillfully operated various instruments and equipment, his movements fluid and graceful, his fingers flitting like butterflies among flowers.

Even without studying medicine, Wu Yun could roughly tell that Qin Wei must be a top-notch neurosurgeon!

……

"The removal of the part has been completed."

"The next step is transplantation."

Qin Wei took a bottle of pale yellow tissue, which was being cultured in liquid, from the cart next to her.

"This is nerve tissue taken from my body."

"Teacher, I'm transplanting it to you."

"So that you can receive my brainwaves."

The robotic arm above the cadaver's body was replaced with a microsurgical nerve suturing instrument set.

The cadaver lay there, motionless, truly resembling a corpse.

But when he looked at Qin Wei with his cloudy eyes, there was a hint of fear in them.

This seemingly weak and cowardly guy had actually prepared his own neural tissue long ago.

How long had he been planning for this day?

……

In the study, Wu Yun was drinking juice while watching the surgical procedure.

"The problem is finally solved."

After shifting to a more comfortable position in the ergonomic chair, I was fairly satisfied with Qin Wei's performance.

"But this cadaver can no longer attract spiritual energy and is unable to move. What is Qin Wei still busy with?"

"Why not just report him?"

……

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Wei finally moved all the instruments and equipment aside and stood up beside the operating table.

The cadaver spoke, his voice hoarse.

"What exactly do you want to do!?"

"If you wanted to destroy this prosthetic body, you've already done so. Why do you still need to lock up my soul?"

Qin Wei took a few steps back.

"On the one hand, I don't want the teacher's spirit to hurt others again."

"On the other hand, I discovered that after your soul was injected, the brainwaves of this corpse became exceptionally strong..."

His surgery is complete. Theoretically, this cadaver will become his puppet, an extension of his limbs, and any movement will be at his command.

At this moment, he frowned, raised his hands, and tried for the first time.

Then the cadaver fell off the operating table with a "thud" and landed on the ground.

It then crawled on the ground using all four limbs, thumping its head several times.

Qin Wei's cheeks flushed slightly.

"I'm sorry, teacher. I'm not very good at it yet."

The cadaver could speak, but at this moment it didn't want to, only glaring silently.

After a while, Qin Wei finally managed to get the cadaver to stand up, and then she controlled the cadaver to walk, raise its hands, and shake its head... After a long time, she finally got used to it.

"For the next period of time, we will have to trouble the teachers to stay by the students' side."

Qin Wei bowed deeply to the cadaver.

The cadaver was facing Qin Wei, looking reluctant, and bowed deeply.

……

Outside the mirror, Wu Yun saw this scene and understood Qin Wei's purpose... He used the knowledge of the Yinshan School and modern medicine to turn the cadaver into a puppet, a puppet that could move according to his will, while trapping the cadaver's soul inside the puppet.

As for him controlling the puppet to bow to himself...

"...It's quite romantic."

Wu Yun stopped looking in this direction and saw a new message on her phone.

It was sent by the property management company.

[Dear resident, we have received an urgent notice from the higher-level emergency management department that a major infrastructure construction project will be carried out in our city on Saturday, July 20, 2024. To ensure safety and order, please stay home and take precautions on that day…]

September 7th?
Wasn't it the day the Biaoyun competition ended?

The day when the nine ranks of fruit are determined by ten different methods?

He Lanqi also sent a message.

[President, we have received a notice from the Non-Natural Affairs Bureau requiring all staff to work from home starting July 20th.]

It seems they are afraid that the aftermath of the power struggle will affect the public?

It was getting late, so Wu Yun got up to prepare dinner.

After going through the whole process of cooking, eating, and washing dishes, the rain outside the window, which had been pouring down relentlessly, had been turned pitch black by the night.

Wu Yun returned to the study and saw Qin Wei still busy in the mirror.

"What are you doing?"
"He went to the morgue again?"

In the morgue, Qin Wei and the cadavers, one pushing a cart and the other holding a syringe, were processing the corpses on the shelves one by one, injecting them with the cadavers' tissues.

At this point, the last one had just been processed.

Qin Wei looked at the cadaver.

The cadavers, wearing hats, masks, and white coats, didn't look so gruesome.

But his cloudy eyes were still full of resentment.

Qin Wei ignored his eyes and explained in a gentle voice.

"My brainwaves aren't strong enough to control so many prosthetics."

"Thank you, teacher, for being my amplifier."

"Let them all get up."

At his command, the cadaver's hand reached for his forehead.

As the brainwaves spread throughout the morgue, stiff hands began to move again on the rows and columns of mortuaries, lifting the white sheets covering them. One by one, the corpses sat up, rolled over, and got off the beds, facing the cadavers.

Seeing this scene, Qin Wei's voice trembled slightly. All the heartache, fear, loneliness, scheming and courage she had felt over the past few days finally came to a head.

"well……"

The cadaver suddenly spoke up.

"Who helped you isolate yourself from spiritual energy?"

Qin Wei didn't know what he was talking about.

The cadaver sneered.

"You think you're out of my control?"
"There are others watching you!"

Qin Wei ignored him and simply looked up at the ceiling.

"That's alright."

"I will never forget anyone who has helped me, and I will do everything in my power to repay their kindness."

He then looked down at the room full of corpses.

"Teacher, please take everyone with you to Mount Mengga."

"I also want to participate in the final battle for the highest nine ranks of the Yinshan School."

"There are too many scoundrels like Hua Mianzhen in the world. The greater their power, the greater the harm they cause."

"The highest rank of the ninth grade is better left to me."

(End of this chapter)