Victoria's right hand is also a prosthetic limb, but inside this prosthetic limb, there is actually a miniature rocket thruster stuffed into it!

A scorching tail flame spurted out from her elbow, and her five fingers together pierced directly into the center of the face. Then, the entire forearm "nailed" into the mutant's neck section by section like a pile driver.

As soon as the shrill whine sounded, Victoria's right hand crushed it in the mutant's throat - after the entire forearm was inserted into the mutant's body, she severed the connection between her legs and her right arm and torso, somersaulted backwards, and jumped off the mutant's body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Dull explosions sounded one after another in the mutant's body. Not long after, the layer of living armor on the mutant's body began to show signs of self-disintegration. The tentacles began to become transparent and shrank rapidly in size. Some tentacles even melted into liquid and flowed down the sumo wrestler's round skin.

Several agents rushed forward and grabbed Victoria who had fallen to the ground, and another agent quickly took out a spare prosthetic limb and helped her put it on.

"...I didn't expect that the trump card would be used up so early." Victoria said as she looked at the mutant that was heading towards death. Although her tone was still emotionless and so flat that it could even be described as indifferent, Ke Lan heard a hint of sigh in it.

"The trump card, does it refer to that forearm?" Ke Lan asked.

"No, it's the active cells of the flesh-eating worms in the forearm... In order to ensure a one-shot kill, the amount filled inside is thirty-five times the normal dose." Victoria said.

"Uh...are the active cells of flesh-eating worms precious? I mean...are these creatures difficult to cultivate?" Ke Lan still remembered the eggshells he had seen in the Abyss Hatchery. If each eggshell was equivalent to a flesh-eating worm, there would probably be tens of millions of them...

No, that's not right... If the content of that voice recording is used as the statistical standard, the exact number should be "640 million". Moreover, this is only the number of seedlings grown in the last experiment. If the previous 1,750 failed experiments are included, the total number should be far above this number.

From this, it can be seen that flesh-eating worms should be a very easy-to-cultivate organism...

"It's not difficult to cultivate them." Victoria moved her newly replaced right arm, then turned her head and stared at Ke Lan. "It's just that each usable flesh-eating worm needs a living person as a 'cultivation container', and each container can only be used once. As for what the container looks like after use, I think you should have seen it."

What she was referring to was, of course, the priestess who was instantly sucked into a mummy in the exile camp. There was no doubt that these so-called "cultivation containers" were consumables, and they were all disposable.

As for the source of these "disposable consumables", I'm afraid it can only be those death row prisoners who have committed serious crimes...

"Can't we grow them in a culture tank that simulates the internal environment of the human body? Or use cloned organs... or use indigenous organisms as substitutes?"

"You have to ask the people at the institute. I can't answer you." Victoria shook her head. "I'm just the one who is responsible for using 'it'."

"Then... is there something that can replace the active cells... that can have an effect on the seeds of erosion, perhaps some substance in the cells of the flesh-eating worms, if it can be extracted and analyzed..." Ke Lan asked tentatively. He suddenly felt that perhaps revealing the news of the stalagmite to Maginot was the right choice, but the problem now was that he didn't know how to reach the deserted island - with only the few existing stone cones, the efficiency of using them to deal with the seeds of erosion would definitely not be as good as the active cells of the flesh-eating worms. After all, although the latter had a low yield, it could at least be cultivated.

"You have too many questions." Victoria glanced at Ke Lan impatiently, "I've already told you that you should ask people at the institute about these kinds of questions. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to be qualified to enter the institute."

Qualification? Ke Lan thought, of course she is qualified to enter the institute. As long as she tells all these secrets, it will be easy to enter the institute... However, she can get in, but whether she will have the chance to get out after entering is another matter.

Just when Ke Lan was about to change the subject, a faint whimpering sound suddenly reached his ears, making him shiver and the hairs on his back stand up.

“Woo… woo… woo…”

This sound seemed to be crying, or speaking something incoherently. Ke Lan wanted to identify the syllables contained in the sobbing sound, but the more he focused, the more erratic the sobbing sounded... and when he relaxed his mind and tried to put himself in a trance, the source of the sobbing sound seemed to be right next to his ear...

"Did you... hear... any sound deep in the street?" Ke Lan glanced at Major Ashkani and Victoria and asked in a low voice.

"Sound? What sound?" Major Ashkani looked confused.

"No, did you hear any sound?" Victoria turned her head with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

"It sounds like... crying?" Ke Lan made a gesture to keep quiet, cupped his hands to his ears and listened carefully... But the sobbing sound suddenly disappeared, and only silence remained in the depths of the street.

"I didn't hear anything," Victoria said. "Not even ultrasound or infrasound... It was so quiet in here."

"Could it be an illusion?" Major Ashkani said, "Mr. Ke Lan, you may be too nervous. Do you want to go to the back and rest for a while?"

"It's not an illusion... I really heard it!" Ke Lan was sure that the whimpering sound did not come from the depths of his mind, but it was indeed coming from the depths of this street!

“Wuwuwu…wuwuwu…wuwuwu…”

"It's coming again! I heard it!" Ke Lan shuddered all over. He ignored Major Ashkani's obstruction and quickly walked to the intersection of "Kabukicho Ichibangai". He pointed inside and said, "The crying sound is like a woman... or a child's crying... very low, nasal sound like inhaling..."

At this moment, Victoria's body suddenly trembled, she frowned, and slightly overestimated her head——

"I heard it too... but it wasn't crying... it was a sharp scream..."