Traveler of the River of Time and Space-Chapter 320 - 14: Corpse Ghost Club 2

"That old guy studies Corpse Ghosts all day long." Mountain Cannon lowered his voice and said, "Be careful when you talk to him."

"He’s not someone to mess with."

The smell here is really awful.

Su Ziyu followed Mountain Cannon through a dark corridor, and under the dim yellow light, he saw a burly strong black man, and a frail-looking old white man.

"Are you here to buy something from me?"

In front of the old man was a dissecting table, on which laid a freshly transported Corpse Ghost, he seemed to have just lifted his head to glance at Su Ziyu with a puzzled expression before saying, "What do you want?"

"Alarm! Alarm!"

"Pollution body detected!..."

Having just laid eyes on the Corpse Ghost doctor, Su Ziyu’s expression became serious as the Space-Time Monitor System issued an alert.

A pair of turbid yellow-brown eyes.

It’s unsure how long this Corpse Ghost doctor had lived, outwardly appearing to be sixty or seventy years old, with dark brown age spots covering his exposed arms. His wrinkled pale skin pulled together at the neck, showing some strange black dots, with thick blood vessels visible beneath. While examining the Corpse Ghost doctor in front of him, the other was examining Su Ziyu, frowning seemingly in contemplation.

"I want the Gauss Sniper Rifle. I’ve heard you have it here." Su Ziyu’s body tensed slightly, ready for combat at any moment.

The Corpse Ghost doctor chuckled, revealing a mouthful of large yellow teeth, seemingly not the teeth of an old man, but solid and strong, even visible were his developed chewing muscles, a sensation that was quite chilling, causing Mountain Cannon to shrink his neck.

"What do you want that for?"

"Apart from having some power, that gun doesn’t have much use." The Corpse Ghost doctor casually tossed aside his surgical knife, signaling to the black man beside him before continuing, "What price can you offer?"

"Though this thing doesn’t have much use for me, it’s not cheap either."

He turned to wash his hands.

Through the thin clothes, Su Ziyu could see his spine, resembling an old man’s bony frame, with the spine slightly more prominent compared to the flesh, as if the skeleton beneath was holding the entire person together.

Why does the Space-Time Monitor System label him as a pollution body, and he looks no different from a regular person?

Could he maintain normal human cognition?

Su Ziyu was extremely cautious at this point, ready for combat at any moment.

Clang.

Soon, the black man approached with a heavy firearm.

It was a jet-black firearm, unlike other weapons, with ammunition consisting of an energy magazine, the gun’s surface exuding a technological vibe, visible were internal black and red crystal tubes.

"It’s this one." The Corpse Ghost doctor picked up the gun, aiming it at Su Ziyu and Mountain Cannon.

Su Ziyu’s body was taut with a calm expression, while Mountain Cannon was drenched in sweat, stammering, "Doctor... don’t joke around... if it goes off, we’re done for!..."

"Heh heh." The Corpse Ghost doctor’s laughter was hoarse, sounding as if his throat had been burned.

He casually put down the Gauss Sniper Rifle, looking at Su Ziyu, "I don’t need Bottle Caps. What interesting stuff do you have on you?"

"If you have anything, I might consider a trade."

This old guy doesn’t want Bottle Caps?

Su Ziyu frowned upon hearing this, pondering for a moment, then said, "I only have some medicine and some completely radiation-free food."

Huh?

Upon hearing Su Ziyu’s words, the Corpse Ghost doctor suddenly raised his head, his turbid yellow-brown eyes filled with desire, with a slightly skeptical expression saying, "Completely radiation-free food?"

"Are you serious?"

"Don’t try to fool me with merely purified stuff! Or you’ll regret it!"

Su Ziyu’s expression grew more serious, nodding as he said gravely, "Of course it’s real. You can test it yourself."

Super Mutant.

Upon noticing the Corpse Ghost doctor’s change in demeanor, Su Ziyu’s first thought was of encountering a Super Mutant on Polaris.

This old guy could potentially be a Super Mutant.

Uncertain how he maintains his human shape without change, Su Ziyu recalled some resources on Super Mutants, how Pasha’s adoptive father maintained his body from mutating using certain methods before becoming a Super Mutant.

"If you really have such food."

"I want... I want a hundred pounds... just bring it here, and you can have this gun, plus two ammo clips, each holding fifty rounds." The Corpse Ghost doctor’s expression tinged with desperation, resembling a ravenous ghost reincarnated.

Initially, he intended to demand a high price.

But considering Su Ziyu might lack sufficient quantity, he slightly lowered his requirement.

One point is clear.

The Corpse Ghost doctor should have been starving for a long time, explaining his skeletal appearance resembling skin-wrapped bones, and it is unknown what method he uses to sustain life.

Su Ziyu pondered for a moment, nodded, and said, "Alright."

"Shall I go pick them up now?"

The Corpse Ghost doctor seemed a bit nervous, saying, "Hurry up, hurry up. I’ll send someone with you."

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