We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?.

Compared with other areas, the special collection area is much smaller, about ten square meters, equivalent to a normal-sized room.

In fact.

This special collection area is shaped like a room.

An extremely complicated lock was put on.

At first glance, it looks like a large safe.

"Master, I will unlock it for you."

Haozi volunteered.

His figure suddenly became sticky, turning into a sticky, wriggling shadow. He ignored the lock and slipped into the crack of the room.

Soon, it sank in.

finally.

Click.

The door, which was originally lit with a red light indicating that it was locked, suddenly flashed a green light indicating that it was successfully unlocked.

The next moment, the door opens.

The mouse's face appeared from behind the door.

The mouse said proudly:

"Unlocking this kind of child's lock is as easy as eating and drinking water for me."

"Master, please come in."

Qin Feng nodded.

he knows.

The divine martial arts path of the mouse is called "Rat the Night Thief".

Generally speaking, most of the warriors of the Goddess Cult believe in the three goddesses.

The chosen divine martial arts paths also correspond to the paths to deification of the three goddesses.

but.

There are always some people who are unique.

And they are naturally suitable for some niche divine martial arts paths.

Haozi is such an existence.

When he practiced the three divine martial arts corresponding to the three goddesses, he had no talent at all, but he was exceptionally talented in the path of "Night Thief Rat".

Warriors of this path are born to be excellent thieves, assassins, and shadow stalkers.

Ordinary door lock.

But it doesn't bother them.

"Oh?"

As soon as you step into the secret room.

Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

Although this special collection area is not very large, it contains quite a few items.

and……

Most of them are related to flesh and blood prostheses.

Of course, if it was an ordinary high-level flesh and blood prosthesis, Qin Feng would not even look at it.

"These……"

"They should all be forbidden prosthetics dissected from flesh-punk psychopaths, right?"

Rows of display shelves were filled with the strong smell of disinfectant and a faint smell of blood.

One by one, "human organs" that looked quite deformed and weird appeared in front of Qin Feng.

These flesh and blood prostheses are not mass-produced.

All are unique and one-of-a-kind.

The only similarity.

They all emit a strange energy fluctuation of time or space.

This made Qin Feng touch his chin.

An expression of interest appeared on his face.

He had not previously conducted in-depth research on fleshpunk psychosis.

However, since he had encountered one before, he had done some research on the Internet and later learned that a unique deformed prosthesis could be derived from these crazy flesh-and-blood lunatics.

It’s called...Forbidden Prosthesis!

The forbidden prosthesis contains the mysteries of time or space.

This type of prosthesis cannot be produced artificially.

Can only be obtained from fleshpunk psychos.

So.

There's a conspiracy theory circulating in the Upper City about a secret organization that secretly tortures people, turning them into bloody lunatics, then extracts forbidden prosthetics from their bodies and sells them, making a lucrative profit.

"There are about 20 or 30 forbidden prosthetics, which is equivalent to 20 or 30 living, innocent lives that have been tortured into madness..."

"Heh, under normal circumstances, who wants to be a flesh-and-blood lunatic?"

"I was forced into this by those greedy people. They drove me crazy."

Qin Feng could imagine how crazy the original owners of these forbidden cyborgs were when they were alive.

This cannibalistic world turns people into lunatics.