Chapter 7, The Alien Doctor and His Bird
Ah... I can't believe this... you damn bird, poking my nose, just wait until I catch you, I will definitely make you pay...! The alien bird suddenly pecked Zeng Yang's nose, snatched a small piece of flesh, and immediately flapped its wings to jump away, while Zeng Yang was cursing loudly. At that moment, the young man realized that he had completely lost all sensation; he saw the bird's beak poking his nose but felt absolutely nothing. This experience was terrifying, truly terrifying.
The doctor seemed to compare his own memories and then said: "Oh... little one, so you are a poor creature from the wilderness, still in your youth, I see. I am quite curious why the Volo people would treat you as a specimen, and given your physical condition, your race must have at least one era of evolution in the Vita-Mang history. However, I do not understand how you possess such immense life energy within your body"
Oh, oh, oh... Poor little creature, can you understand what I am saying? Sigh... Little one, can you understand what I am saying? Is it possible that the side effects of the Level 5 auxiliary brain system of the Luoluo people are too severe? It can't be... Sigh... Little one... Little one...! In a hazy state, Zeng Yang saw the doctor vigorously slapping his own face, and if he listened carefully, he could understand what the other party was saying.
Fifteen seconds later, the sound of flapping wings echoed, and that damned brain-eating bird actually took to the air again. Despite having a large hole blasted through its body, the brain-eating bird Archimedes miraculously revived without a scratch. This magical healing ability astonished Zeng Yang, as it was the first time he clearly witnessed how a doctor performed extraterrestrial medical techniques.
The alien doctor, with a kind expression, said: "Oh, oh, oh... It's good that everything is fine. Little one, which planet are you from? Hmm... An intelligent being, right? Please introduce yourself. You can call me 'Kurira' or 'Doctor Kurira'. What is your name, little one?"
Oh...! The doctor exclaimed in astonishment as he watched the metal cuffs binding Zeng Yang's limbs begin to twist. However, as a dark object was pointed at Zeng Yang, he immediately deflated.
The terrifying demon bird had approached, and Zeng Yang could even smell the foul odor emanating from its body... As fate would have it... he was about to have his brain devoured by this demon bird. In a state of sheer horror, Zeng Yang's eyes were crazed as he fixed his gaze on the demon bird, exuding a suffocating killing intent reminiscent of a novel. The demon bird seemed somewhat uncomfortable under Zeng Yang's intense and menacing stare; it flapped its wings and slowly hopped out of Zeng Yang's line of sight, beginning to advance towards his brain from behind.
"You still haven't told me which planet in the universe your hometown is on?" The doctor patted Zeng Yang's shoulder, staring intently at the current and the book's Xiyangzi, Zeng Yang.
The red halo of the electronic eye flickered for a moment, and Zeng Yang, who was about to speak, instantly became mute: "... ... !" At that moment, he realized that he was unable to speak, and his entire neck seemed to have lost control, remaining stiff in place, with all parts of his body unable to move except for his eyelids and eyeballs.
The immense energy of the body? Xingyang looked at his own hands, and a large amount of incomplete data suddenly appeared in his mind, plunging him into endless contemplation
The doctor retrieved his personal weapon and looked in disbelief at the twisted alloy bed manipulated by Zeng Yang. After adjusting his glasses, the doctor's interest intensified, and at that moment, Zeng Yang noticed that the doctor's gaze was becoming increasingly unsettling. At this time, the mechanical arm lowered Zeng Yang's head, receiving the head shell handed over by the robotic hand. The doctor held the head shell as if appraising an antique, examining it with great care, while Zeng Yang, without his head shell, gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at his own head being toyed with by this alien doctor. The mechanical arm lowered Zeng Yang's head, receiving the head shell handed over by the robotic hand. The doctor held the head shell as if appraising an antique, examining it with great care, while Zeng Yang, without his head shell, gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at his own head being toyed with by this alien doctor
The figure on the right, with pipes inserted, a mocking smile at the corner of its mouth, and eyes that seem to say "you've really hit the jackpot," need not be mentioned. Behind it is a large freezer for preservation, filled with fresh hands, feet, organs, brains, and skeletal muscles, enough to piece together a dozen people, which also need not be elaborated on. The two beautiful birds diagonally opposite are busy handling discarded hands, feet, and body organs, which is also not worth discussing. The various strange body organs placed in the alloy tray beside them are hardly worth mentioning either, and it is unknown who donated them. The two beautiful birds diagonally opposite are busy handling discarded hands, feet, and body organs, which is also not worth discussing. The various strange body organs placed in the alloy tray beside them are hardly worth mentioning either, and it is unknown who donated them.
Zeng Yang, with only his eyes able to move, looked at the alien bird with extreme terror; he was already very clear about what the alien bird was fixated on: his brain
This beautiful bird, or perhaps it should be described as a feathered moth or butterfly, tilted its head and looked at Zeng Yang in a curious manner. Subsequently, the bird jumped down from the electronic eye and landed on Zeng Yang's body. Upon closer inspection, Zeng Yang noticed that the bird's claws resembled those of an insect, all dark and shell-like.
Suddenly engulfed in darkness, Zeng Yang, overwhelmed by fear, fell into a state of self-protection in his mind. Beside him, the mad doctor gently lifted his face and, with a tone of compassion, attempted to console the unconscious Zeng Yang. After issuing another command, an unexpected surge of electricity erupted from somewhere, and Zeng Yang, whose brain had shut down due to fear, was immediately jolted awake again
Upon closer inspection, Zeng Yang found it difficult to clearly identify what this creature, resembling a beautiful bird, truly was. Its feathers were exceptionally beautiful, a striking green interspersed with bright red, and they exhibited a peculiar sheen reminiscent of butterfly wings. Even more bizarrely, it possessed several elegant white antennae and a long beak. Its eyes and nostrils were unusually shaped, as if a moth had evolved into a bird, embodying characteristics of both insects and avians. Yet, even more strangely, it had several elegant white antennae and a long beak, with its eyes and nostrils appearing oddly shaped, resembling a moth that had transformed into a bird, simultaneously reminiscent of both insects and birds.
With this sense of being at a dead end, helplessly reduced to a specimen, the young man quieted himself, waiting for the impending surgery that the doctor was about to perform on him. At this moment, he finally set aside his emotions and focused on the surroundings. The terror of this medical chamber was beyond what an ordinary person could imagine.
Ah...! With a gasp, the doctor found a nearly crushed brain among a large pile of dismembered body parts, the repulsiveness of which made Zeng Yang feel nauseous. Having located what he was searching for, the doctor immediately took the mangled brain to a peculiar machine, placing it inside without any clear indication of what he was doing.
Hearing Zeng Yang's incessant curses, the doctor, who was rummaging through a pile of various broken corpses, turned around and, upon realizing that there was nothing around, helplessly shook his head at Zeng Yang. Then, looking quite troubled, he walked over and pressed a few buttons on the control panel
Is this something that is supposed to be placed inside one's own brain? Looking at this small jellyfish-like object, Sheng Yang shivered; the bizarre occurrences involving aliens were truly overwhelming. He had thought that once his skull was opened, he would surely die, yet not only did he survive the opening of his skull, but he could also see a mass of brain resembling blocks of tofu.
The devil ... the demon ... May the Buddha bless, may God bless, may the Supreme Laojun bless, may the Bodhisattva bless ... In just a few seconds, Zeng Yang had called upon all the deities and Buddhas in the sky, yet the miracle still did not occur
Still that expression of profound pity, still that gentle smile of a man, yet Zeng Yang dared not allow this fellow to continue. Driven by a desperate will to survive, Zeng Yang was filled with rage, gritting his teeth and cursing: "Why is there not a single way out... why is there not a single way out! ... Hmm hmm hmm ...!" Accompanied by a voice of despair, a powerful surge of energy erupted from Zeng Yang's abdomen, the veins on his frail arms bulging, and a metallic distortion began to resonate around him. Driven by a desperate will to survive, Zeng Yang was filled with rage, gritting his teeth and cursing: "Why is there not a single way out... why is there not a single way out! ... Hmm hmm hmm ...!" Accompanied by a voice of despair, a powerful surge of energy erupted from Zeng Yang's abdomen, the veins on his frail arms bulging, and a metallic distortion began to resonate around him
At this moment, the doctor placed the corpse of the brain-eating bird, Archimedes, next to Zeng Yang, on the metal bed where the dwarf had lain. He then hurriedly operated the control panel, and instantly, the electronic eye began to emit a red halo, while the power gradually increased. Remarkably, the shattered wounds on the body of the brain-eating bird, Archimedes, visibly began to heal.
His head was split open, and his hands and feet were locked up. If he struggled, someone would blow his brains out with a gun. At this moment, the young man felt utterly helpless, realizing that no matter what he did, he could not change his fate of becoming a specimen for the library.
Oh ... ... Archimedes ... ... Archimedes ... ... Oh % % ! '' In an instant, the doctor let out a heart-wrenching scream, repeatedly calling out the word "Archimedes," making Zeng Yang realize that the bird might indeed be named Archimedes
Then the entire virtual screen began to display how to repair the opened skull, and that alien subsequently gained many special abilities. Although the explanations were in alien language and script, the slide format was universally understood in the cosmos. It was easy for Zeng Yang to realize that the doctor in front of him seemed to be about to place an instrument in his brain
The doctor is the one who poked me ... ... It's not that I'm shouting for no reason, is it? It's your bird that poked me ... ... ! '' Zeng Yang, who was utterly unable to speak, could be said to be calling out to the heavens without response, and to the earth without any effect, only turning his eyes to fixate on the alien bird on the electronic eye.
After tasting a mouthful of fresh flesh and blood, the beautiful alien bird seemed to have an increased appetite. It cautiously hopped back onto Zeng Yang's thigh, swaying its head from side to side as it gazed at the terrified Zeng Yang. Gradually, its eyes fixated on his pale head, which appeared to be even more tender.
Being devoured by someone is a more humiliating way to die than being bled to death by another. In one case, one can at least leave behind a complete corpse, while in the other, one becomes someone else's meal. At that moment, a terrifying chill surged towards Zeng Yang's neck, a coldness that penetrated his soul and will. Amidst the impending death and the eerie atmosphere, Zeng Yang sensed something leaving his body. "... ... Puh ... ...!" The sound of something striking flesh echoed in his ears.
Uncertain of the reason, under the shroud of this halo, Zeng Yang realized that he neither expelled brain fluid nor bled; his entire body felt as if it had lost all sensory nerves, completely devoid of any awareness of his own physical state. Although he did not understand, he could still sense the immense power of the machine before him; in his memory, he had already been dissected once, and the second time he had lost too much blood, it was also within this strange halo that he was revived. Clearly, this should be a medical device of extraterrestrial technology. Although he did not understand, he could still sense the immense power of the machine before him; in his memory, he had already been dissected once, and the second time he had lost too much blood, it was also within this strange halo that he was revived. Clearly, this should be a medical device of extraterrestrial technology.
With half-opened eyes, the pupils gradually focused. Zeng Yang somewhat awkwardly used the alien language in his mind to address the anxious doctor: "You... hello... I'm fine now"
A chilling and eerie sensation crept up the back of Zeng Yang's neck, and every slight sound made him feel that death was drawing closer. "I don't want to die... I don't want to die... I'm not a monkey brain from a Manchu Han Imperial Feast... I'm not a platter of dishes... I don't want to die!" Zeng Yang, almost unable to move, found himself in a desperate situation, having just escaped from the brutal punches of a dwarf, only to face the prospect of dying at the beak of a demonic bird.
The doctor's brain-eating bird was revived. After putting his mind at ease, the doctor looked at Zeng Yang with a hint of curiosity, for he had just seen the playback of the video. He realized that a shimmering, bluish-green object had shot out from the boy's body and then inexplicably returned to Zeng Yang's body.
The brain was buzzing, with an endless stream of images and sounds flooding before the eyes. "Is this the small jellyfish-like machine?" Zeng Yang, who was experiencing all of this, lay there, allowing the torrent of images and sounds to surge in his mind. He did not know how long it had been when a vague calling brought Zeng Yang back to reality
This strange extraterrestrial creature, which resembled neither a bird nor an insect, hopped over and landed on the thigh of Zeng Yang, who was leaning against a metal chair, and began to scrutinize him closely. Amid Zeng Yang's puzzled gaze, this beautiful bird gradually hopped closer, tilting its head and pointing its beak at Zeng Yang's nose. A poke.
At that moment, a massive three-dimensional map of the galaxy materialized in Xingyang's mind, swiftly locating the Milky Way among hundreds of galaxies, pinpointing the position of the solar system, and finally identifying Earth. In a state of sheer terror, Xingyang almost instinctively recited a series of alien-written data: "My hometown is in the Karachio Spiral Arm Galaxy, coordinates X ** Y ** Z **, my hometown is situated in the second spiral arm, the 4381st star, the third planet"
Zeng Yang is currently perplexed about what that perverse doctor is rummaging through among the organs cleaned by the birds. However, he can only let this doctor play as he wishes, as long as he doesn't end up dead, after all, in this world, there are more things that do not go as one wishes than those that do.
Then came the sound of something colliding with metal. Uncertain, Zeng Yang kept glancing over his shoulder, seemingly trying to see what had happened behind his head, as he noticed that the chilling sensation at the back of his head had vanished. At that moment, a ring shimmering with a greenish hue slowly descended into Zeng Yang's hand, ultimately disappearing within his palm. Subsequently, a surge of green energy flowed from Zeng Yang's arm towards his chest and vanished.
Inside this strange object, blue filaments are visibly flowing, and the slender filaments emanate from a soft, gel-like substance, radiating outward in a branched pattern resembling tree limbs. Zeng Yang felt that this thing resembled a small jellyfish, quietly suspended in an unknown liquid
At that moment, a curious gaze was fixed on Zeng Yang, as the beautiful bird perched on the electronic eye tilted its head, looking at him with its peculiar compound eyes, while Zeng Yang also directed his gaze towards the beautiful bird above the electronic eye
His head was opened up by a perverse doctor, and there was no way to avoid the instruments. Zeng Yang, filled with helplessness and a glimmer of hope, quietly settled down, waiting for the doctor to perform surgery on his brain. He desperately comforted himself in his mind: "If my head has been cut open or taken off and I am still alive, this level of skill must be divine medical expertise! If I could be saved after dying once, then wanting to die probably isn't that easy!" He desperately comforted himself in his mind: "If my head has been cut open or taken off and I am still alive, this level of skill must be divine medical expertise! If I could be saved after dying once, then wanting to die probably isn't that easy!"
... Looking at the reflection of his head with the eyebrows aligned and the brain exposed, the stark whiteness of it suddenly reminded Zeng Yang: "Isn't that me?"
After waiting for quite some time, the doctor walked happily to Zeng Yang, holding a metal tray, eager to showcase his findings regarding this experimental subject; it was a soft, fine, gel-like object, no larger than a fingernail.
At this moment, his gaze shifted from the surroundings to the peculiar electronic eye in front of him, which was continuously emitting a red halo.
At this moment, the alien doctor's brain surgery began. Zeng Yang was once again blindfolded, losing his sight, and his neck was firmly secured by the doctor. He then felt a deep pain penetrating into his brain. However, this pain was only momentary; gradually, his brain began to return to normal. At this time, various images and sounds echoed in his mind
After reviving the brain-eating bird, the doctor once again immersed himself in the search for special instruments. Several gelatinous brains were taken out by the doctor and casually discarded. This calmness in treating human organs as mere components startled Zeng Yang significantly. Meanwhile, Archimedes seemed somewhat afraid of the strange Zeng Yang, standing not far away and patiently observing the immobile Zeng Yang.
Holding Zeng Yang's skull, the perverse alien doctor seemed to recall something and suddenly had an epiphany. It took an instrument and placed it in front of Zeng Yang, causing a virtual image to appear not far from him. The image that emerged was of an alien with its skull opened, and then something resembling a demonstration showed a strange instrument, akin to a silkworm, being implanted into the cerebral cortex.
My name is Zeng Xingyang, but you can call me Xingyang or Xingyangzi. At this moment, Zeng Yang continuously recalls the circumstances of his initial encounter with the UFO, all of which began with a group of classmates wanting to take medicine to become immortal. He still remembers his good friend Liu Buyun saying that he should add a pseudonym for himself. The various incredible things he witnessed proved that he had been abducted by aliens, and he should be inside a UFO, flying through the cosmic starry sky. Therefore, Zeng Yang added a title for himself: "Xing." Pseudonym: Xingyangzi, which signifies that he is amidst the boundless starry sky and the vast sea of stars. The various incredible things he witnessed proved that he had been abducted by aliens, and he should be inside a UFO, flying through the cosmic starry sky. Therefore, Zeng Yang added a title for himself: "Xing." Pseudonym: Xingyangzi, which signifies that he is amidst the boundless starry sky and the vast sea of stars
Ah, ah, ah...! The terror, madness, disbelief, hoarse cries, and hysteria; an endless fear hung on Zeng Yang's face, his head, which had been opened, had inadvertently transformed into the painting "The Scream".