I Asked You to Collect the Corpse, and You Dissected the God?

Urban superpowers + Forensic medicine + Pseudo-Cthulhu + IQ online + Decisive killing] Wang Chunyang is a genius in the Department of Forensic Medicine at the Medical College and a part-time cadaver cosmetologist in a funeral home. Not only is he a severe mysophobia, he is also a "madman" who can only use medical principles to explain supernatural phenomena. On a rainy night, a strange corpse with a fox face was sent to the morgue. When the monster opened its eyes and roared, ready to kill, Wang Chunyang's backhand was a "physical anesthesia". "The third cervical vertebra was cut off, and the central nervous system was blocked successfully." "What is it called? The lung capacity is good, and the lungs should be very valuable." When the gods descend, thousands of ghosts roam the night, and human beings tremble in fear. Wang Chunyang pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, silently opened the toolbox he carried with him, and looked at the sky filled with gods and Buddhas, as if looking at a pile of experimental materials to be processed. "Whether you are a god or a ghost, as long as you have an entity, aren't you also a pile of carbon-based tissue?" "Since it is a tissue, it can be dissected." That day, the gods finally recalled the fear of being dominated by the scalpel.