On one side of the machine, a battered body was "embedded" within the flesh and blood. His neck was bent at an extremely unnatural angle, with his head nearly parallel to the floor. His cheek looked like it had been gnawed by some animal, a mess of blood and flesh, with many places exposing the white of the bones.
But he seemed not to have died, a pair of bloodshot eyes firmly staring at Sun Hang and the scavenger who had barged in.
"Help... Help me... Save me..."
He struggled to open his lips, emitting a weak cry for help. But with each word he expelled, some sticky excretion welled up from his throat, then dripped down along the corner of his mouth.
His torso had completely fused with the grotesque creature's flesh and blood... Rather than being embedded on the creature, it was more as if he had become a part of it.
