Starting with dissecting ghost stories

Dizziness, warmth, pleasure... these wonderful sensations intertwined in Shen Xing's mind.

At that moment, he felt as if he were in a lucid dream. His steps became unsteady, and he took two steps back, almost collapsing onto the red plastic stool that was originally meant for students and patients.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Xing finally broke free from this somewhat psychedelic feeling, instinctively realizing that something was wrong.

He raised his right hand and touched his forehead.

Sure enough, the fever started again.

This time, the degree of his body's reaction exceeded Shen Xing's expectations, and the speed of the changes in the paintings on the wall also far exceeded Shen Xing's previous estimates.

He had originally thought that the painting wouldn't change until at least next Monday.

Looking at the pale corpse that had already sat up in the middle of the screen, Shen Xing knew it was time to reap the rewards.

Previously, only one painting was hanging there, and the changes were minimal each day. It took almost two weeks for it to evolve to the point where Shen Xing could observe the changes with his naked eye.

Now, with multiple images displayed together, along with Shen Xing and [0111], it seems to have created a mutual influence, causing the speed of the anomalies in the medical room to increase exponentially.

Shen Xing moved a stool over, took down the three picture frames on the left side of the wall, disassembled the frames, and stuffed the photocopies inside into his handbag.

He is not considering letting these paintings stay here for another day.

Given the speed at which these paintings are changing, who knows what they will become tomorrow... If these things really do step out of the paintings on their own, then it will be beyond Shen Xing's control.

After putting the painting away and slinging his bag over his shoulder, Shen Xing looked down at his left hand.

He clenched his fist and could clearly feel that the strength in his left hand seemed to have increased again.

It seems I can have my grip strength and other physical indicators tested a second time when I get home tonight.

There's another point...

Maintaining his clenched fist, under his control, the muscles beneath his skin began to twitch, moving in a way that defied all logic, according to his will.

His muscles seemed to come alive and obey his commands.

Go home to get something.

Then go to the garage.

After packing his things, Shen Xing left the clinic with his satchel on his back. He said goodbye to the old man at the door and then rode his bicycle home at high speed.

I arrived at my apartment building, locked my car, went upstairs, and opened the door.

Shen Yuan seemed to have finished her homework long ago and was lying on the sofa in her pajamas, looking completely unrefined, watching rented DVDs at home.

When Shen Xing returned, Shen Yuan didn't even turn around to look at him. Her eyes were fixed on the screen until Shen Xing went back to his room, at which point she turned around and glanced at him.

The sound of packing came from the room. A moment later, Shen Xing had already put on his fully packed satchel and walked to the door to change his shoes.

"When are you coming back?" Shen Yuan asked casually, her tone indifferent as she stared at the television screen.

"Maybe nine o'clock, or later." Shen Xing couldn't give a specific time either, since he had to work on three paintings today, which might take longer.

"Tch... You've been going out so often lately, could it be that you've found a girlfriend?" Shen Yuan's tone was sarcastic. "Remember to say hello to my sister-in-law for me."

"I didn't look for her." Shen Xing naturally heard the teasing tone in Shen Yuan's voice, but he didn't care. He was already used to Shen Yuan's occasional inexplicable verbal attacks.

Only after Shen Xing left did Shen Yuan look towards the gate.

Shen Xing has a girlfriend?

The mere thought of Shen Xing speaking cheesy love words to a girl with a blurry face sent chills down Shen Yuan's spine, giving her goosebumps.

The scene was too bizarre. She couldn't imagine what kind of expression this person would have when he had a girlfriend; even just imagining it was incredibly unsettling.

It's definitely impossible.

Shen Yuan changed her posture and continued watching TV, but the images on the TV seemed unable to stir her emotions anymore. Within a few minutes, she changed several comfortable sitting positions, and finally, in frustration, she turned off the TV and walked towards her room.

Let's read some comics.

...

On the other side, Shen Xing had already taken his belongings and rode his bicycle to the garage. He opened the garage door, pushed the bicycle inside, closed the garage door, and locked it.

After placing a bicycle inside, the already small space in the garage felt even more cramped.

Looks like we need to find a bigger, quieter place with fewer people soon.

Ideally, it would be a detached house with a basement... but such houses won't be cheap.

This requires a lot of money... but where will the money come from?

My salary as a chief forensic pathologist in the province and city wasn't meager, but I resigned after only a short time and didn't save much money.

He made making some money legally a secondary goal. As he thought about it, he placed his bag on the workbench and took out the contents one by one.

Shen Xing neatly arranged the three paintings and placed them aside.

Before removing the piece of meat from the painting, Shen Xing decided to take another comprehensive measurement of his body.

Having already undergone the test once before, Shen Xing was noticeably faster and more skilled at self-testing this time.

Finally, he wrote down all the measured data in his notebook.

Age: 28

【Height: 177】

[Weight: 72kg]

[Left upper arm circumference: 29.5cm]

Left forearm circumference: 26.9cm

Right upper arm circumference: 29.4cm

Right forearm circumference: 26.6cm

Left-hand grip strength: 62.7kg

Right-hand grip strength: 51.6KG

The circumference of my left arm has increased, and my grip strength has also increased by about 4.7 kg. The increase is smaller than before, but the growth rate is still incomparable to that of a normal person.

My right grip strength has also increased slightly, but the 0.1kg increase is most likely a normal fluctuation caused by different conditions each day.

At this rate, won't my left hand become a whole size thicker than my right hand...?

Shen Xing had no choice but to confront this problem.

If things continue like this, I might end up like Popeye.

Fortunately, at least to the naked eye, there is not much difference between my left and right hands now.

After measuring his own body data, Shen Xing turned on the ventilation fan, put on a white coat, put on latex gloves, and took a deep breath.

After clearing everything off the stainless steel workbench, Shen Xing left only three paintings on it, along with three deep metal buckets that were originally used to hold blood.

He might have to extract a lot of muscle today, and the plastic dish definitely wouldn't be able to hold all the pieces of meat. He didn't want to let any of the muscle slip away due to negligence.

Point the DV camera at the control panel and turn on the recording function.

Shen Xing pressed down on the copy of "Dr. Dulp's Anatomy Lesson" with his left hand, and held a hemostat in his right hand, slowly probing towards the scarlet muscles of the corpse's left arm in the picture.

He decided to start with the one he was most familiar with.