Miss Witch's Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 248: Experiment

The first reason Loren could think of was simply to encourage people to sell Uridian corpses, or even actively kill them. With so many homeless people, no one would care if a few died.

This indicated someone urgently needed Uridian corpses, though Loren couldn't immediately figure out the specific use for these bodies.

"Let's investigate the hospital next."

Loren left with several corpses, giving him the illusion he was a corpse herder.

As he left the cemetery, more people arrived. They were also sneaking around, not looking like they were there to pay respects to graves. Their purpose was clear: they were here to buy corpses.

"Keep an eye on them."

A crow landed on Loren's shoulder as soon as he stepped out. Loren gave the instruction, but the crow tilted its head, showing a confused expression. That's when Loren realized this was an ordinary crow—Movila's clones had purple eyes like hers.

Seeing the intelligence in Loren's eyes, the crow flew away. Only then did Movila land on Loren's shoulder, forcing Loren to repeat his instruction.

The corpses controlled by Gwen found a corner to hide in. Loren didn't immediately discard them either; they might come in handy at some point.

After that, Gwen headed to the hospital. The Uridia Kingdom possessed the world's most advanced medical science, attracting many patients. However, the medical fees here were outrageously high, so most patients were foreigners or some wealthy locals.

"This doesn't add up..."

The corpse transport vehicle was parked inside the hospital, its compartment open and completely empty. The bodies had already been moved inside.

Collecting Uridian corpses to research their unique physiology, to develop better, more suitable medicines for Uridians... that line of reasoning made superficial sense. But most patients here were foreigners. The nation's elites and wealthy were basically vampires and didn't need treatment anyway.

This explanation seemed plausible on the surface but was actually full of holes.

Other people's corpses weren't a problem, so the issue must lie specifically with these Uridian bodies.

Gwen phased through a wall from a corner, appearing silently inside the hospital. She then removed her black robe's hood, transforming into a tourist's appearance, and swaggered openly through the hospital corridors.

"Operating rooms, wards... morgue!"

Gwen located the morgue on a map. Having observed the hospital for so long without finding any trace of the corpses, Loren guessed they must all be in the morgue.

After all, this was still somewhat justifiable openly. Although the law required consent from the deceased or their family to use a body, these corpses were either sold by families for money or had no family at all. The hospital had no qualms about using them and thus no need to hide them.

Gwen found the morgue's location, activated the black robe's cognitive shielding function, phased through the wall, and successfully entered.

Void-walking plus invisibility—now, no one could stop Loren from gathering intelligence.

The morgue was mostly empty, with only a few newly delivered corpses. Loren's earlier guess was correct; these bodies were openly stored in the hospital morgue.

Back when playing other games long ago, Loren loved ambushing people and playing possession games, so he had plenty of patience. Moreover, Loren was currently multitasking: Gwen was staking out the place here, while Loren's main body was accompanying the children.

Gwen didn't have to wait long. Soon, people arrived at the morgue. Leading them was a slovenly man followed by two nurses. The man was cursing under his breath.

"Is this how you Uridians treat guests? I came all this way to help you, and you assign me two female nurses who won't even help with certain... physiological needs."

"We Uridians are all normal... I mean, our thinking is quite backward. We can't find the kind of people you want. Besides, don't you prefer using corpses? The higher-ups said you can use the corpses freely, as long as it doesn't interfere with the main task. They won't bother you."

The nurse's tone was full of disgust, yet she still used respectful language.

"What a pity. But it's fine, luckily I have you all..."

The man approached a corpse. It was a homeless man's body, skin ulcerated, numerous needle marks on the arms. Encountering this, Loren desperately wanted to just Void-walk and run away. But the man actually started caressing the corpse's face, stroking its beard.

In their view, this was Diaochan-level beauty; a few extra... features were just seasoning.

"You poor thing... But it's okay. No one cared about you in life, but I'll warm you in death..."

Gwen closed her eyes. At this point, Loren didn't even need to guess the man's identity. He was absolutely a Plague Believer. Anyone even slightly normal wouldn't do such things.

The scene was too horrifying. Even the well-traveled Loren dared not look. Those two nurses had seen their share, but what happened next still made them retch.

As for what happened, Loren didn't know because he never looked.

Only now did Loren feel he had been too complacent before. Void-walking plus invisibility wasn't invincible for intelligence gathering. For instance, right now, it completely disabled Loren's eyes. Thankfully, hearing remained.

Loren was grateful this Plague Believer's... session was quite short. Soon, they got down to real business.

"Please don't think you're just helping us with this work. Once the virus research is complete, it will benefit the Canaan Kingdom as well."

"With the experience from researching this virus, it will be much easier for you to develop viruses targeting other countries later."

As they began the formal work, the nurse spoke up to remind him.

"I know. I'm just lustful, not stupid."

"The Bardo Kingdom has taken so much of our territory. They'll get their retribution sooner or later!"

The Plague Believer held a blood-stained scalpel, dissecting the corpse. Beside him were petri dishes for bacterial culture, but with the authority of plague at his disposal, he didn't need those.

Setting that aside, this Plague Believer was quite professional, with deft and efficient movements.

The corpses were dissected one by one, samples taken, and then casually tossed into a trash bin.

After finishing, the Plague Believer wiped sweat from his forehead and said:

"When can you get me a few live subjects? Relying solely on corpses, I can't really figure anything substantial out."

"We'll discuss that later. We can't obtain that many live subjects either."

"Aren't there plenty of homeless people? No one would notice if some disappeared."

"Too many disappearing at once would draw attention. Besides, a troublesome person has recently arrived in the Uridia Kingdom."

"You mean Loren? I advise you not to entertain any improper thoughts about him. He casually wiped out the largest family in the Bardo Kingdom. I have no desire to repeat their mistake."