Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 89 (First Order!) Descending into the Dead Body

Xius' pupils shrank instantly.

How could his body move on its own?

Could it be that the body came alive and developed self-awareness?
Or did the church do something to cause this body to mutate?

No, that's not important. Now we should try to contact it and find out whether it is hostile or not.

Hughes took a deep breath.

"Hello."

He greeted the worker Hughes without changing his expression.

Worker Xius didn't react at all. He just stared at his surroundings blankly, moving occasionally.

"who are you?"

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"Can you hear me?"

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"When did you wake up?"

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"Hughes?"

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"Candlelight Club?"

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After trying for a long time, Zeus finally discovered that this body seemed to have only some characteristics of life, but it did not seem to have any intelligence.

No, it doesn't seem to be a living characteristic, it just has the ability to move.

Zeus once tried to suddenly roar at the top of his voice to scare it, but it didn't react at all.

Any normal creature will have some subconscious reactions, which are difficult to fake.

In short, Zeus made a somewhat puzzling discovery that this body seemed to have changed from a motionless puppet to a moving puppet, and there was no other change.

What does it mean? !

After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out. It didn't respond to anything Zeus said, whether it was communication or command.

Unfortunately, Zeus himself could not leave the Golden Throne and could do nothing about this body that could move on its own.

Wait, is there really nothing he can do?
Hughes' eyes lit up.

He could also try to descend into this body.

He had been consciously avoiding looking into the body's eyes, for fear of an accident.

He was originally worried that there might be a trap here, but then he thought, this is his palace, and it contains his most important secrets. How could he leave the hidden danger here?
No matter what it is, I have to go and find out for myself!
Zeus had never encountered any danger that could bypass his body and attack him directly.

"Let me see what you are made of."

Zeus stared at the worker Zeus who was occasionally moving around. After a long time, it finally turned its head and looked at him.

The two looked at each other.

The worker Xius suddenly stopped moving, and then his body trembled slightly, as if he was trying to break free, but was inexplicably pressed down on the chair by some huge force.

Soon, it trembled and forced out a smile, which was a precursor to the arrival of every body.

Zeus's vision went dark.

But it went dark and never came back to light.

"Successful? It actually came!?"

Hughes was a little confused.

He had never tried to descend upon a dead body before, this was the first time.

After all, he can create a new body at will, so he doesn't care so much about his previous body. When he dies, he can just get a new one.

Therefore, no attempt has ever been made to recycle the old body.

"I succeeded, but where is this?" It was pitch black in front of him and he couldn't see anything. He wanted to move, but bumped into something.

"Wait, I remember that the worker Hughes was buried in the cemetery. I'm not in the coffin now, am I?"

The corner of Xiusi's eye twitched, it seemed to be true.

"Forget it, let's go back. Okay?"

What did he seem to hear just now?
No, not only that, why did Zeus vaguely feel that there was something else inside his body?
Damn it, could that be the consciousness of that manipulator Hughes in the palace?!
A chill went down my back.

Xius quickly focused his attention and looked for any abnormalities in his body, and then he was surprised to find
"Why is this body filled with pollution?"

Xiu Si instantly thought of the pollution that inexplicably appeared from his body not long ago when the Type II machine had just been successfully put into operation.

The pollution in this body is also evenly distributed throughout the limbs and bones, but it is much more condensed and stable.

These pollutions were not like new pollution, which would be purified directly as soon as they appeared, but Zeus had a feeling that it would not be difficult to purify this pollution as long as he wanted.

"Strange, this is getting increasingly confusing. Why is there always pollution forming within my body?"

"Forget it, let's purify it first."

With a thought, Zeus's body's pollution was purified by his will.

If the purification of new pollution is like spraying snow with a musket, then this pollution is like hard steel.

Unfortunately, Zeus's will is like an inextinguishable fire, melting away these stubborn pollutions.

"Huh? What's the noise?"

Somehow, Zeus always felt that there was a faint sound in his ears, like a dying howl, or an unconscious whisper.

It is vague and seems to exist, but if you concentrate on listening, you can't hear it at all.

Zeus paid attention to it for a while, and when he found that the sound would not cause any harm, he ignored it and focused on purifying the pollution in his body.

Finally, the last trace of pollution was purified. Zeus vaguely heard a wailing sound, and then there was no movement.

After moving around for a while and finding that he still couldn't move, he decided to go back and try again.

After all, there's nothing much to do here.

Darkness enveloped everything like mist.

On the golden throne, Zeus opened his eyes again.

He quickly looked around and saw nothing unusual, so he turned his gaze to the worker Xius.

Then Xius was stunned.

The worker, Hughes, stared blankly at the table like a completely unconscious puppet.

It was now indistinguishable from any other body.

"Back to normal? Just that simple?"

Hughes rubbed his chin.

"Am I overthinking it? Could it be that too much pollution has accumulated in this body, causing the mutation?"

“If you think about it carefully, it’s indeed possible.”

Zeus recalled those physical pollutions, which also had the characteristics of life, but had extremely low intelligence and hardly responded to the outside world.

They only move when they are purified by him or burned by his flames.
"and many more!"

"Then if we throw the unpurified worker Hughes into the fire, won't it burn for a long time?"

"What a loss! I shouldn't have purified it so quickly!"

Xiusi thought with some pain.

If ordinary physical pollution can be used as fuel, then the worker Zeus, whose body pollution is as solid as steel, must be a nuclear reactor.

Of course, this thought only flashed through my mind. I haven't even taken a look at the development and utilization of pollution yet. Ensuring my own safety is definitely a higher priority.

Throne Zeus looked into the eyes of Worker Zeus, and Worker Zeus slowly turned his head to look at him, and his whole body gradually became lively.

It's completely no different from an ordinary body.

Is it really that simple?

(End of this chapter)