Chapter 002: Beastiality
A middle-aged man with a beer belly like he was eight months pregnant walked into the prison with a thin young man and went straight to the door of Colin's cell.
When they came closer, Colin could see their appearance clearly. They had slightly pale skin, brown hair, and wore coats that looked like chain mail. Under the coat were normal cloth clothes. They had swords on their waists. They did not look like Chinese.
To be more precise, not like modern people...
If Colin hadn't known he had traveled through time, he might have thought this was the set of a medieval movie.
At this time, the two men pointed at Colin and discussed things related to him in a language he could not understand.
However, gradually, Colin suddenly felt that he could understand what the other party said...
"Your Excellency the Warden, I can't believe this. Is this really how a person with 'beastiality' behaves? He doesn't look crazy at all. I could even feel that he was observing me, without any ill intentions!" The thin young man stared at Colin, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, his tone filled with doubt.
"Hey." The middle-aged man with a beer belly that looked like he was pregnant laughed, "Otherwise why would I tell you that this is an extremely rare and special case? In the past two months, among the hundreds of people we have taken over in the dungeon, there has only been this one case..."
"Then, do we still have to hand him over to the Holy Healing Church?"
"I still have to submit it. Besides, I submitted the application a week ago, but I still haven't seen any response after more than a week. Hum..."
The middle-aged man pursed his lips, obviously dissatisfied with the church's neglect.
The young man glanced at Colin, then looked away: "But, he looks like he's been here for ten days. That means, in five days at most, he might enter the second stage of 'beastiality', and then... he might die directly from the symptoms!"
Um?
Colin, who was eavesdropping secretly, was stunned - wasn't he fine? How could he be dying?
What is "beastiality"?
"We can't move if the church doesn't respond... and it's hard to say whether he's crazy or not. Although his symptoms are getting worse, he seems to be getting more rational. Look, his eyes don't look crazy at all..."
The middle-aged man pointed at Colin, then turned his head to look at his assistant and smiled casually: "To be honest, even if you told me that he would be able to speak soon, I would not show even the slightest surprise..."
"Really? What is beastism?" A somewhat hot voice came.
"Well, lycanthropy is..."
The middle-aged man subconsciously answered, but soon, his smile froze - his subordinate did not speak, so the one who spoke was...
hiss!
There's something dirty!
The middle-aged man jumped back with an agility that was not suitable for his body size, directly jumping two meters away, and looked at Colin with horror.
The young man who was suspected to be his subordinate drew out his sword with a "whoosh" and pointed it at Colin, his face full of solemnity and vigilance.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the dungeon froze.
There was silence for several seconds.
The middle-aged man was the first to break the silence. He stepped forward and grabbed his men, then stepped back a few steps. Then, from a distance, he asked, "You...you can still speak?"
...What's so surprising about this? You didn't say it yourself, so you shouldn't be surprised if I say it... Ke Lin thought to himself and nodded.
He was just about to ask again about what he had just said...
However, the middle-aged man who was the warden of the dungeon seemed to have thought of something and spoke first:
"Do you remember your name?"
“I don’t remember.”
Colin shook his head. He didn't seem to have inherited the memory of this body, but, as if by instinct, he inherited some language and so on.
"That's a pity, otherwise we might be able to figure out where the beast disease came from. But it's normal for beast disease patients to lose their memory..."
"What is 'lycanthropy'?" Colin interrupted him.
"Well..." The warden looked at Colin and thought for a while before saying, "Why don't you take a look at your hands first? Especially the hair on your hands..."
He wanted to see if he could help the other person recover his memory and find out the causes related to "beastiality".
If you can crack it yourself, that would be a great achievement!
Hearing this, Colin lowered his head in confusion. He had just been eavesdropping with his head down, and it seemed that he didn't notice anything wrong...
What the hell?
Colin opened his eyes wide and looked at his arms. He then noticed that his hair was actually two or three inches long, and the nails on the tops of his five fingers were sharp, like the claws of an animal...
Beastiality!
Colin suddenly understood what this word meant.
At the same time, he also realized that there was an inexplicable violent temperament in his body, like a suppressed rage.
But it seemed to be temporarily suppressed by something.
"This is your appearance during the first stage of beast transformation. Generally, you will enter the next stage in the next day at the earliest and half a month at the latest. You have been with me for ten days. In five days at most, you will either die suddenly or become a patient in the second stage..."
"Well, the one you were locked up with seems to be dead. People with lycanthropy will quickly turn into mummies after death..."
"There's nothing much to say about this. Let's continue with the topic of the second stage. At this stage, they no longer look like humans. And then, within a week, they will melt away. I don't know why this happens..."
The warden was suddenly interrupted by a scream. In another cell opposite to Colin's, someone let out a crazy howl:
"Let me out, I'm not crazy, my child...my child hasn't eaten yet, let me eat quickly, my child, he, I, I haven't eaten yet!"
She was a woman with wildly hairy body and a crazy look on her face. She kept banging her head against the iron cage, causing her head to bleed, but she seemed to feel nothing.
Colin's heart trembled and his scalp tingled.
A full minute passed before it gradually stopped.
"See? This is what it looks like in the first stage, and her attack only happened yesterday, but you are already in the late stage. Normally, you are much crazier than her."
The warden pointed at the other person, shook his head and sighed, "This disease has appeared for more than two months, and you are the only one who is special. It's a pity that you have lost your memory. Otherwise, if you remember what happened before, you might be able to find something and solve this problem sooner..."
What happened before? What else could have happened before...
Some memories suddenly came to Kelin's mind. He seemed to be eating hot pot alone in a restaurant while browsing his phone. Then he dipped a large ball of mustard into the tripe and put it into his mouth...
Choked to death on a mouthful of mustard?
Well, it shouldn’t be such a funny death…
This should be the last memory I can recall, not the last memory before I traveled across time...
But now the important thing is...
What should I do about this "beastiality" on my body?
Colin took a deep breath, calmed himself, raised his head and asked, "You just mentioned that Holy Healing Church... can they solve my problem?"
"Them? Hey, I didn't see them come out anyway..."
The warden had just opened his mouth to make a few sarcastic remarks when his subordinate beside him coughed. He immediately remembered something and shut his mouth.
After all, the "Holy Healing Church" is one of ...
Can't afford to offend.
Colin's heart skipped a beat. Doesn't this mean that once he was sent away, he would be gone?
He wanted to ask something from the other party, but suddenly a bell sound came from outside the iron gate of the prison corridor.
"Okay, I have to leave now. Someone will come to clean up the body in your room tomorrow. I hope to see you still sane tomorrow."
After saying this, the warden took his subordinates away. Before they left, he could still be heard giving them a lecture:
"When you encounter something in the future, don't think about fighting at the first moment, understand?! You have to retreat first. One of my teammates died because of this habit. He died miserably, and not even one piece of his body was intact. Yes, I'm talking about your father..."
The sound faded away, and the dungeon returned to silence once again, save for some heavy breathing and the occasional grinding of teeth.
"I'm going to die just after I traveled through time?"
Colin sat powerlessly in the cell, looking at his hands, feeling that his lycanthropy seemed to have deepened without him noticing.
The violent temper in my heart is like a boil that could burst out at any time.
The relationship between that thing and him is like an Okamoto 0.01 filled with ink put into a bucket of clean water. It swells like a balloon that is constantly injected with turbid ink. It may burst at any time, and he may be contaminated at any time.
but……
All is not without redemption.
Colin had a vague feeling that if he could recall the details of his memory and recall the experiences of the last day, the current situation would change.
Thinking of this, he forced himself to calm down, and then focused his energy on thinking about the bite of beef offal...
Finally, with Colin's unremitting efforts, his subsequent memories gradually emerged - something went wrong when he took that bite of mustard beef offal...
After taking a sip, I felt a stimulation in my head, my whole body tensed up, and then I lost strength and fell to the ground.
When he opened his eyes, he had already been sent to the hospital.
Then he found that he was weak and was diagnosed with ALS... To be precise, he had it a long time ago, but that bite of mustard caused his symptoms to flare up.
Later, after a year-long treatment, he had his own wheelchair at a young age.
but……
"I had a terminal illness before I traveled through time, and I had another terminal illness after I traveled through time. Didn't that mean I traveled through time in vain?"
Colin couldn't help but complain.
Then, I worked hard again and continued to recall...
Not long after, he finally remembered that after spending all his savings and still making no progress and no longer wanting to persist, an organization sent him a letter of invitation to join the organization.
The name of this organization is...
"'Camp Bonfire Special Items Containment Company.'"
Colin muttered to himself, and he suddenly woke up when he recalled the word, and suddenly felt that something was connected to him at this moment.
A message popped up in my brain.
[The interference project has been eliminated and the contact with the "Special Task Investigator" has been reestablished. The event of this special task is loading. Please wait...]
