CHAPTER 1567: CHAPTER 1567: THE PERFECT MAN

Xu Huo released the props inside into the prop bar and obtained information about two props.

[Soul-Soothing Recorder: A funeral prop lovingly crafted by the renowned Funeral Master. It is said that using this prop can help the deceased willingly accept the fact of their death and joyfully proceed to heaven. Although the deceased can no longer question their own death, everyone who has used it praises it as an act of sincerity and kindness. Some religious people even say that the face of the deceased shows a subtle smile after the requiem is played.]

Helping the deceased willingly accept the fact of their death and joyfully proceed to heaven, what kind of hell joke is this?

[Additionally, it can calm the living, after all, those attending a funeral need to maintain solemnity.]

[Note: It only has a playing time of three minutes and nine seconds.]

This is its main function here.

Xu Huo took out the recorder, a white square box, the size of a fist, with only one button on it. Not being sure of the effect of calming the living, he didn’t rashly try it and instead continued to look at another Rank A prop.

[The Perfect Man: A sculpture handcrafted by the Suitcase Man, perfectly replicating the Suitcase Man’s appearance, more lifelike than any wax figure in the world. It is forged entirely from S-rank metal, possessing hardness comparable to a Rank A prop. It is a real sculpture and a real prop.]

This thing was likely stolen from the Suitcase Man’s castle, though it’s unknown from where, as Xu Huo had never seen this sculpture in the castle.

Compared to the previous Rank-B prop, this prop is even less usable. A simple smiling puppet from the Suitcase Man’s castle even had a tracking function. It’s clear that the Suitcase Man cherished this sculpture named "The Perfect Man" and might rack his brains like the Paper Servant Master to devise some wormhole point tracking. If they meet again, Xu Huo doesn’t think he would have the same luck escaping easily from the other’s hands.

Unexpected gains shouldn’t be too harshly scrutinized.

Closing the prop bar, Xu Huo switched to Beneath the Dimension, searching for information on the Conical Space Tool.

To avoid unnecessary troubles, he didn’t describe the shape of the cone in too much detail but rather expanded the scope to check one by one.

He had only glanced at it then, but he could confirm it was a four-sided pyramid, silver in appearance, similar in color to some other energy weapons, not large, and looked more like a replacement part for a weapon, placed among some ores, quite inconspicuous.

The search results showed many spatial instruments similar to that four-sided pyramid, with various effects, but none relating to tracking.

If that indeed was an ordinary spatial instrument, a common appearance wouldn’t be strange. The "Completed Script" mentioned it had simple camouflage, making the instrument seem quite special. Since that’s the case, it might not have had any unique attributes when it was produced, indistinguishable from other spatial instruments.

This thing can only be taken out to check at the station.

Closing the personal panel, Xu Huo stood up and walked to the window, pulling back the curtains to look at the people outside, "Enter through the door."

It was a player from the Special Defense Department who came, and he immediately entered the community and knocked on the door.

"Hello, I’m a player under Chief Jiang, my name is Yang Hai. Chief Jiang has just arrived at the hospital, and she’s not convenient to come over to invite you, so she sent me over."

Xu Huo nodded, told Li Chun something, and then followed him out of the community.

Outside, a convoy was waiting. Players from the first two cars had all gotten off and waited, while the windows of the next three cars were tightly shut.

"Mr. Xu." The waiting players perked up when they saw him arrive.

Xu Huo greeted them and got into the first car, casually asking Yang Hai, "Aren’t the people behind part of your team?"

"They are part of the team, assigned by the deputy minister to accompany us to the hospital," Yang Hai replied.

The deputy minister of the Special Defense Department used to be an invisible man, rarely showing up publicly.

"Has the deputy minister changed?"

Yang Hai’s lips moved, but after a moment, he swallowed his words and instead said, "Yes."

The car took half an hour to reach a newly built isolation hospital. The procedures were the same as in Lian City: put on protective clothing, undergo several rounds of disinfection, before reaching outside the isolation ward.

The young girl on the hospital bed was emaciated, seemingly the result of overgrown mutant fungi consuming most of her nutrients, leaving her struggling to breathe.

"This is Lü Yin." Jiang Qiao stood beside Xu Huo, "Her condition is very bad; the mutant fungi are growing rapidly."

Xu Huo gestured for the person next to him to open the door, then walked to the bedside to carefully examine Lü Yin’s condition.

Nearby, a medical staff member was replacing Lü Yin’s oxygen mask.

Stopping the action of putting the oxygen mask back on, Xu Huo leaned in, staring into Lü Yin’s eyes, "What’s your name?"

Lü Yin’s eyeball moved in his direction, struggling to answer, "Lü... Yin..."

"What’s your mother’s name?"

"Lü... Feng... Yi..."

"Very good." Xu Huo injected her arm with a vial of King Bacterial Liquid, waited a moment, then asked, "Where did you get infected with the mutant fungi?"

"A... party... invited by a friend... location in Sea City..."

"How many others like you have been infected?"

"Don’t know... I don’t have a phone..."

"Have you previously been to other cities with infection outbreaks?"

"No."

Lü Yin’s eyes showed a bit of spirit.

Xu Huo gave her a second injection and continued questioning:

"Did you meet your mother after being infected?"

"Once..." Lü Yin’s expression showed some struggle, as if wanting to ask about her mother, but she opened her mouth and said nothing.

"When did you realize you were infected?"

"After returning to the lab..." Lü Yin paused to continue, "After graduating, I joined the... Evolutionary Potion Research Group."

Xu Huo turned and asked Jiang Qiao outside the glass window, "Who else was infected with her?"

"The laboratory staff," Jiang Qiao’s voice came through the device in the room, "No one at the Sea City party was infected; we suspect someone infiltrated the lab to release the mutant fungi."

"Any progress in your Evolution Potion research?"

"It’s confidential, inconvenient to answer."

Jiang Qiao’s expression indicated that there probably wasn’t much progress.

At this time, Lü Yin on the bed looked better, her breathing not as labored as before. She attempted to sit up, but the nearby medical staff quickly restrained her, "You’re very weak now, best not to get up."

Xu Huo blocked the medical staff’s hand, "Don’t block my line of sight."

The medical staff paused, then stepped back two steps.