Chapter 6, The Perverse Alien Doctor

He stripped off his upper garment, revealing his muscular torso. The dwarf's fists, resembling wooden mallets, struck each other fiercely, causing sparks to fly from the spikes on the gloves and producing a dull metallic sound. The fists, covered in spikes, the muscles like iron lumps, and the dwarf's ugly face, adorned with a thick beard, all made Zeng Yang, filled with fear, retreat incessantly.

The dwarf's feet were spread out, and in the end, he was pressed down by the blood-like boy lying on top of him. The armored soldiers, realizing something was amiss, exchanged glances. Then, the one closest to the two slowly approached them, and the enormous mechanical hand grasped the boy's corpse, lifting him up. To their surprise, this lift also brought the dwarf up along with him.

With a nonchalant and lingering smile, the doctor spoke in an incomprehensible foreign language while assisting the dwarf down. After the dwarf jumped off the bed, he immediately said something politely. The doctor nodded, and the dwarf swiftly left the terrifying and oppressive chamber

After his eyes were covered, Zeng Yang gradually began to calm down. He thought, "Although I don't know what this alien doctor intends to do, he has saved my life after all, hasn't he? Moreover, the doctor's skills are beyond question. Even though I don't know what the doctor is going to do, I should be safe, right?"

Children growing up in such an environment inevitably experience instability in their thoughts. When faced with imminent death, they may as well fight desperately, whether to live or die, it is merely an attempt to carve out a path for themselves, or even to drag others down with them. Hence, there is an old saying: the reason people live is all due to being forced into it.

What I just saw is actually identical! I do not understand the supernatural phenomenon of a "near-death experience." Zeng Yang, who just experienced it, still cannot believe that his soul left his body. At that moment, he thought it was merely an illusion, but now it seems that the memory from earlier is not as simple as just an illusion.

As the dwarf left the cabin, he turned back and made a throat-cutting gesture towards Zeng Yang, then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth that felt very ominous

The spikes of the dwarf's gauntlets jutted forward, and a sinister grin spread across his face, with droplets of blood trickling down from the tips of the gauntlets. Suddenly, a piercing pain shot through Zeng Yang's head, as several bloody holes pierced the soles of his feet. "Ah... ah... ah ah ah ah...!" Zeng Yang let out a heart-wrenching scream of agony, suddenly losing his balance in pain. He attempted to cover the wounds on his feet but lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Grasping the dwarf's hair, I spun around 360 degrees, and the dwarf's neck resembled a man's flaccid member after ejaculation; truly soft and boneless, it could be shaped in any way, yet it simply would not stand upright

Shh... shh... % % ... ! '' The doctor approached Zeng Yang with a look of deep sympathy, waving his thick finger by his mouth, and then looked at Zeng Yang with a troubled expression, seemingly very distressed by Zeng Yang's lack of cooperation

After the armored soldier commanded the boy to pull the hand of the dwarf, the dwarf's neck suddenly tilted violently as if it had lost its support; it broke like a marionette without strings.

The dwarf, having witnessed countless scenes, naturally understood what dilated pupils signified. At the same time, he was astonished and questioned himself: why was this creature, from whom he had nearly drained all blood, still alive? Yet all explanations were hollow; the young man's hands had already reached out and were tightly gripping the dwarf's neck

Ah, ah, ah...! Shocked, frantic, in disbelief, hoarse and exhausted, hysterical, an endless fear hung on Zeng Yang's face, his head, which had been opened, had inadvertently transformed into a painting reminiscent of "The Scream"...

The naked boy was covered in wounds of various sizes, his frail body seemingly prolonging its existence through sheer will and the last remnants of life. As the blood was about to run out, the boy, dizzy and disoriented, could no longer hold on. His knees buckled uncontrollably to the floor, and it felt as if all the strength had been drained from his body, leaving him lifeless and drenched in blood

Wearing protective gear, the doctor made a swift incision into the dwarf's neck. "Pfft...!" A jet of blood spurted out, but the gushing clotted blood quickly vanished in the red halo. To further expose the skin, the doctor made two more cuts, and finally, Zeng Yang saw the severed bone of the dwarf. "Oh...!" The doctor set down the scalpel and gestured with his large hand over the dwarf's neck, confirming how the dwarf had died. He was astonished to discover that the cause of death was strangulation by another person.

Hello ... ... . Out of politeness, Zeng Yang also greeted the alien doctor who had saved his life in Mandarin. The doctor nodded and then began to communicate using gestures, sometimes pointing at Zeng Yang's head, sometimes at the departing dwarf, and at other times drawing circles around his mouth. Faced with this seemingly gentle yet terrifying doctor, Zeng Yang was at a loss and kept nodding. In any case, he was greatly impressed by the doctor's medical skills, and just by looking at the head opposite him that was blinking incessantly, he could tell the level of the doctor's expertise.

Hey...! The dwarf suddenly shook, and Zeng Yang instinctively prepared to pounce and grapple. However, this was merely a feint by the dwarf. A slight movement, and the pain from the wound on his foot made Zeng Yang frown. Meanwhile, a smug smile appeared at the corner of the dwarf's mouth; he realized that Zeng Yang was nothing but a novice, lacking any combat experience. Although his physique appeared quite robust, dealing with such a small novice was truly overkill. He could only blame his bad luck for that last misstep.

The cheerful doctor seemed to take on a lot of responsibilities, then walked over to the machine across from him to begin operating it. A pair of familiar sharp metal blades descended, stopping right in front of his forehead. Upon seeing the sharp metal blades, Zeng Yang shuddered, almost causing his little brother to hide in fear.

Not long after, the metal hoop that had covered his eyes was removed, and Zeng Yang regained his sight. He felt no discomfort at all; instead, he noticed that the red halo emitted by the electronic eye in front of him seemed to have become even more intense. At that moment, the doctor approached with a smile and an expression of ecstasy, then waved his hand in front of Zeng Yang's eyes.

As he looked at the doctor, who seemed to carry a gaze of compassion mixed with a plea, Zeng Yang gradually calmed down. The doctor then pondered for a moment, found a metal ring nearby, and gently placed it over Zeng Yang's eyes, simultaneously securing his head firmly with the metal ring.

Looking at the reflection of his brow being opened and the pale brain inside, Zeng Yang suddenly thought: "Isn't that me?"

Watching his leader being killed, the armored soldier trembled all over, grasped the boy's mechanical hand, and prepared to crush him with force

The soldier, clad in his own armor, advanced rapidly, the gusts of air he generated causing chaos within the ranks. Meanwhile, Sheng Yang's soul was being pulled by his body, soaring towards the unknown distance

Dragging his blood-soaked severed foot, Zeng Yang's hairless face fixed intently on the dwarf, his jaw muscles clenched tightly, his eyes locked onto the dwarf's beard, searching for his neck

Having seemingly been stifled for too long, Zeng Yang, who has regained his life, began to take deep breaths of the hard-won air. After several heavy breaths, he calmed down and started to observe everything around him; the experience of his soul leaving his body felt like a hallucination. He vigorously moved his hands and discovered that his hands, feet, and waist were all bound by metal cuffs, while the red electronic eye in front of him continued to emit a stream of red light, resembling living smoke.

A harsh, grating metallic distortion emanated from the dwarf's gauntlet, and in the astonished gaze of the dwarf, his gauntlet and the book began to warp. At the same time, a painful sensation of bone fracturing surged through his fingers.

The armored soldier handed over the two corpses in his hands to the alien who occasionally burst into maniacal laughter. This alien was dressed in a garment made of an unknown fabric, with thick fingers encased in blood-stained gloves. The white robe draped down to his knees, and upon closer inspection, it was astonishing to find that this alien bore an 80% resemblance to a human, and was quite refined in appearance. His purple hair grew messily upwards, his face was elongated with a winter melon-shaped chin, and his greenish beard stubble covered half of his chin, with a few small tufts of mustache tied into tiny braids. The corners of his mouth, adorned with a nonchalant smile, revealed white teeth, and his flat eyebrows framed eyes behind round glasses that were filled with a frenzied expression. "Oh hahahahahaha...!" He floated against the ceiling of the cabin, surrounded by several vividly feathered strange birds, while two other strange birds nearby were mimicking a doctor in handling body parts. (They were merely turning others' parts into their own meals.)

Recalling the mad doctor with a refrigerator full of hands, feet, and brains, Zeng Yang couldn't help but shiver. He fell silent and calmed down. After battling the dwarves, he was well aware of his own capabilities. This time, he was facing an entity even more terrifying than the dwarves. Just by glancing at the alien head nearby that was still blinking, Zeng Yang understood how horrifying this doctor truly was

The doctor, stroking the small mustache he had deliberately left on his lips, seemed to be admiring something extraordinary. After hearing Zeng Yang's speech, the doctor appeared to understand something, revealing a smile to Zeng Yang, and then placed a mirror-like metal basin in front of him.

Zeng Yang is not a lamb to be slaughtered at will; one must understand that the youth of the 1980s grew up watching red films. Films like "Mine Warfare," "Tunnel Warfare," "Shangganling," "Shining Red Star," and "Dong Chengrui" all instilled in the youth the idea of not fearing death, of revolution, of rebellion, and of becoming heroes. Additionally, there were Hong Kong films featuring violent aesthetics and martial arts, etc. For example: "A Better Tomorrow," "Once Upon a Time in China," "The Killer," "Swordsman II," "Young and Dangerous," and so on.

After executing three or four feints in succession, the dwarf waited for Zeng Yang to relax just a little before suddenly charging in. A quick straight punch landed swiftly on Zeng Yang's waist. Zeng Yang swung his arm fiercely in retaliation, but the dwarf seized the opportunity to cut his arm. The young man lunged to catch the dwarf, only to have the dwarf easily evade him, inflicting several more cuts on his body in the process.

Feeling the cruel gaze of Zeng Yang, the dwarf raised his neck and made a slashing motion across his throat. "Pah...!" Knowing there was nothing more to say, Zeng Yang spat fiercely and gritted his teeth, preparing for one final counterattack.

The pain in his foot nearly numbed his nerves; the inexperienced Zeng Yang was injured in one leg by a dwarf right after the engagement, causing the outcome to turn upside down in an instant

With a loud slap, as he struck the dwarf with excessive force, a sharp pain pierced through his injured right foot, causing the young man to lose his balance and fall to the ground. However, the dwarf paid no heed to this opportunity and, with a contemptuous kick, struck Zeng Yang on the backside, provoking loud laughter from the armored soldiers.

Ah...! A heavy breath of pent-up frustration was forcefully expelled by Zeng Yang, and the memories of his soul leaving his body still echoed in his mind. He never expected to be "revived" like this

Having thoroughly understood Zeng Yang's background, the dwarf slowly approached Zeng Yang, who was regarded as prey, inch by inch. Occasionally, he made feints to provoke a reaction from Zeng Yang, simultaneously triggering the pain from the wound on his foot. He resembled a cunning wolf toying with its prey, gradually wearing down the prey's patience, leading to mistakes.

At that moment, a great force came, and the dwarf from the - picture - book found himself being yanked into the air and crashing to the ground. Everything happened so suddenly that the dwarf did not expect such strength to reside within the frail body of the young boy. Then, a shadow enveloped his face, and a pair of expressionless eyes with dilated pupils, exuding a sense of lifelessness, appeared within his line of sight

Come on... come on... After eighteen years, I will still be a good man... If you don't take me down, then you are not a real man! Ever since Zeng Yang, completely naked, kicked out that one kick, he had never thought about surviving. Although his limbs were still trembling incessantly, he was fully aware that dying now or later was just a matter of time. The reckless courage of a young man, unafraid of tigers, led the internally fearful Zeng Yang to make a choice: even in death, he would take someone down with him. Although his limbs were still trembling incessantly, he was fully aware that dying now or later was just a matter of time. The reckless courage of a young man, unafraid of tigers, led the internally fearful Zeng Yang to make a choice: even in death, he would take someone down with him.

The doctor approached, while another alien bird with beautiful feathers flapped its wings and flew up to the electronic eye, then perched on top, tilting its head to look at Zeng Yang

The dwarf circled behind Zeng Yang and, feeling extremely displeased, kicked him hard in the lower back. However, upon delivering the kick, the dwarf felt as if he had struck a steel plate, the impact was so hard that it was startling. Taking a few steps back, the dwarf cautiously observed the powerless boy kneeling on the ground, especially considering the many unknowns surrounding this boy.

Zeng Yang kept nodding, regardless of what the doctor said, but he noticed that the doctor's expression grew increasingly joyful, and then seemed to become more and more frenzied. "... ... Ah ... ... % !" He heard the doctor use a synonym with an intensified tone. Zeng Yang felt that he was saved, and thus began to laugh happily along with the doctor.

After witnessing this tragic scene, the newcomer made a gesture of helplessness, then suddenly yanked the dwarf's hair, causing his head to tilt backward, and arranged him into eighteen different poses. It seemed that he had had enough fun; the newcomer shouted loudly, issuing commands in an incomprehensible alien language to the surrounding soldiers. One armored soldier held the bodies of two individuals in his hands, while the propulsion device behind him emitted a large burst of blue flames and shot out. It seemed that he had had enough fun; the newcomer shouted loudly, issuing commands in an incomprehensible alien language to the surrounding soldiers. One armored soldier held the bodies of two individuals in his hands, while the propulsion device behind him emitted a large burst of blue flames and shot out

With no intention of stopping, the dwarf, feeling that he could control the situation, slowly approached the young man. He casually glanced at the boy one last time, much like a butcher inspecting a pig, and without any mercy, swung his fist towards the boy's back. The sound of impact echoed like a blow against hard leather. The boy's body fell in response, disappointment evident as he aimed for the dwarf's temple. Unexpectedly, in a flash, the boy reversed his grip and caught this lethal strike.

A fully armed dwarf and a completely naked boy continued their bizarre fight. Gradually, the boy's body, losing too much blood, began to grow increasingly pale. The dwarf occasionally licked the corner of his mouth, seemingly preparing to savor the taste of the final blood spurt. He watched as the boy, Cheng Yang, began to sway his head and stagger in his steps, knowing that this prey was nearing its end; after all, youth is still youth, and the boy revealed his true form as soon as they engaged, but the dwarf was not done playing yet

No... no no no no... you cannot do this, you cannot do this... ahhh... help... help...! A piercing scream erupted from Zeng Yang's mouth, while the several heads of the doctors across from him began to close their eyes, seemingly unable to bear the sight of this tragic scene

Not long after, the armored soldiers entered a strange chamber, where bursts of maniacal laughter echoed throughout the vast space. Being pulled inside, Zeng Yang witnessed an unforgettable scene: alien heads connected to various tubes, hearts, intestines, lungs, thighs, and arms separated and discarded in several containers. All kinds of body parts, whether they should exist or not, were visible here, resembling an alien slaughterhouse. Being pulled inside, Zeng Yang witnessed an unforgettable scene: alien heads connected to various tubes, hearts, intestines, lungs, thighs, and arms separated and discarded in several containers. All kinds of body parts, whether they should exist or not, were visible here, resembling an alien slaughterhouse

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The dwarf stared intently at Zeng Yang, a flicker of murderous intent flashing in his eyes. Gradually, he began to unfasten his clothing, revealing a chest as robust as an iron tower. Although the dwarf was short, the bulging muscles resembling lumps of iron indicated that this half-man was not so easily bullied.

He slowly stood up, almost grinding his teeth. He had long known the outcome, and the young man, filled with rage, looked at the short figure in front of him. He had not intended to cause trouble, yet the situation had inevitably fallen upon him. A surge of overwhelming resentment gathered in the young man's heart, as if he were just one step away from donning a red garment.

On the road, Zeng Yang, having left his body, saw those small aliens with large heads and small bodies, big eyes and small mouths. They were lined up, escorted by fully armored soldiers, heading into the distance. At a glance, there were no fewer than eight hundred of these aliens, and the female aliens he had just encountered were also being escorted, slowly moving in different directions.

A loud and vigorous roar echoed not far from Zeng Yang, and when he turned to look, he saw that the dwarf with a broken neck had revived and was energetically cursing at Zeng Yang.

The gloves on the dwarf's arms dripped with fresh blood, and he looked at the crippled Zeng Yang with a cruel smile. He then assumed a fighting stance and cautiously approached, as if to observe how he would strike his prey. Zeng Yang fixed his gaze on the dwarf, waiting for him to come closer so he could fight back with all his might

After cursing in the language of Earth, all the armored soldiers aimed their heavy firearms at Zeng Yang, with numerous triangular red dots continuously pinning him down, locking onto him. Knowing that he was about to die, Zeng Yang glared fiercely at the armored soldiers. For over a decade, he had never imagined he would be so unfortunate as to meet a fate of being torn apart by random gunfire

After fiddling with the head of the boneless dwarf, the doctor began to communicate in a strange alien language with a look of regret. Subsequently, the armored soldier swiftly left the terrifying chamber, while the mad doctor proceeded to bind Zeng Yang and the dwarf to a metal platform. Then, under his control, two peculiar machines resembling electronic eyes descended.

At the last moment, the dwarf only heard one sound, and that was the sound of his own neck bones shattering

Zeng Yang, bewildered, stared at the reflective metal basin. Suddenly, he saw a mass resembling a brain, along with a face that lacked a skull. Startled, Zeng Yang blinked; he felt that the person across from him seemed very familiar, very familiar.

He moved his eyes and looked at his own body. Seeing that his body was intact, Zeng Yang let out a long sigh and said: "Fortunately, you didn't dissect me. So, doctor, can you let me down now?"

Yet this scene was once again experienced at the brink of death, and Zeng Yang, whose soul had left his body, saw it clearly. As the soul once again experienced the separation from the body, the young man discovered that he was rapidly following his body into the metallic passage.

The dwarf stood up from the ground, his face filled with rage. After wiping the purplish-red blood from his nose, he furiously issued a series of commands to those around him. Then, with his round little eyes wide open, he fixed his gaze on Zeng Yang not far away, clearly harboring an impulse to devour him alive.

Zeng Yang felt quite wronged when he thought about it. Why did every dwarf have to punch him? Why were his punches so powerless? Why did they cling to him so stubbornly? Why could others endure just one punch and move on, while he had to endure countless punches, even to the point where they resorted to weapons to try to kill him? A multitude of questions pressed in on his mind, and Zeng Yang, feeling immensely aggrieved, could not understand why he was so unfortunate. Thus, he attributed everything to his incredibly terrible luck.

However, even though Zeng Yang hesitated, the visibly enraged dwarf had no intention of letting him off the hook. Fueled by rage, the dwarf, armed with deadly weapons in both hands, charged forward, vowing to beat Zeng Yang into a pulp without relent. Trembling all over, Zeng Yang shouted frantically at the books: "I damn it!" With an exceptionally ugly expression, he lifted his foot, intending to kick the dwarf away once more

With trembling hands and feet, Zeng Yang, knowing he was doomed, gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely: "Damn it... dying in vain is worse than fighting to the death. I am half a man, and even as a ghost, I will not let you off...!"

Oh... oh... oh... % % ! '' A heartless voice echoed, and the dwarves' roars abruptly ceased. Zeng Yang noticed that the dwarves seemed to look at the distance with a hint of fear, and he too looked towards the distance, where he saw that doctor—the mad doctor he had seen when his soul left his body.

The doctor then began to examine Zeng Yang, even directly opening Zeng Yang's abdomen to check for internal injuries. After confirming that Zeng Yang's body was almost devoid of blood, the doctor shook his head. He then walked to a massive metallic cabinet and opened it, revealing contents that astonished Zeng Yang even more; within the tall storage cabinet, aside from fresh limbs, there were surprisingly many human body parts, including brains and eyeballs.

Oh...! The doctor turned around and brought his face, which was similar to that of a human, closer. However, all Shenyang could clearly hear was the word "Oh," which was clearly an emphatic expression.

A sharp, piercing voice echoed from a distance, and looking up, a slender alien clad in a thin protective suit appeared at the entrance, completely enveloped in the suit. Upon seeing the newcomer, the armored soldier seemed to mutter some complaints, while the newcomer, seemingly indifferent, responded casually as he walked towards the bodies of the boy and the dwarf.

Watching Zeng Yang, who was clutching his foot and rolling on the ground, the dwarf revealed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, while licking the blood from the blade of his fist. Meanwhile, the armored soldiers holding heavy weapons emitted various sounds, seemingly either sneering or mocking. In any case, Zeng Yang, who had long anticipated the outcome, did not expect it to turn out this way

As he pondered this, a tremor occurred around him; however, at that moment, Zeng Yang felt nothing at all, as if the tremor was entirely happening in the surroundings, and he could not sense at all where he had been cut.

At this moment, a surge of energy erupted from Zeng Yang's meridians, making his previously difficult kick feel as powerful as a strong spring! A "thud" echoed as the dwarf was kicked away once more, but this time the dwarf did not fall; instead, he crouched down and slid across the metal floor for quite a distance.

The young man still tightly gripped the dwarf's neck, yet the blood on his body had already drained away. The dwarf had stuck out his tongue, his eyes bulging, displaying an expression of inexplicable terror. The entire scene resembled a vengeful ghost seeking retribution

A loud and forceful voice came from a distance, though it was incomprehensible, the sight of the armored soldiers lowering their weapons allowed Zeng Yang to deduce that it was certainly a command like "stop". The one issuing the command was the dwarf whom Zeng Yang had just kicked away.

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As long as one is happy, if a person is in a good mood, then as long as they are happy, they will not harm themselves. Just now, I was reluctantly forced into a battle with the dwarf, and Zeng Yang truly did not want to clash with this doctor again.

Chirp chirp chirp chirp ... ... ! '' Oh ha ... ... oh hahahahaha ... ... ! '' In the red light of the electronic eye, bursts of thunder erupted, and a frenzied laughter began to echo in this room filled with flesh and body parts, while a pulling force started to draw Zeng Yang's disembodied soul back into his body

After taking a bag of an unknown yellow liquid, the doctor walked to the front of two patients, began to manipulate the instruments, and injected the liquid into a glass bottle. At that moment, the machine started up, and gradually a soft red glow began to undulate, wildly surging towards the two corpses