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Chapter 67 - 59: Master-level Skin Stripping Skill, Gunshot

Chapter 67: Chapter 59: Master-level Skin Stripping Skill, Gunshot

Skinning is quite a troublesome affair.

Human facial nerves are comprised of the temporal nerves, trigeminal nerves, and cervical nerves, which are mainly distributed on both sides of the cheeks, leaning towards the area above and below the temples and around the neck.

Under normal circumstances.

For safety’s sake, it’s necessary to first make an incision at the jawline, then gradually separate the adhesions between the skin and flesh.

The whole process tests one’s patience.

Brian didn’t need to bother with all that.

After local anesthesia.

He first used a sharp scalpel to draw a fine line across his forehead, widened the incision, then circled around the entire cheek, tracing a mask-like area in one go.

The whole process looked quite bizarre.

Having completed this step.

Brian picked up some hemostatic cotton and gently wiped away the blood, using a mirror to find the right angle, then pinched the edge of the cut skin with his fingers and tore it off according to the distribution of force.

The tearing sound~

The whole process was filled with the faint sounds of tissue and fat being pulled apart as the flesh separated.

But Brian felt fine.

He looked at his ’red and white’ exposed face and even curiously bared his teeth and grimaced.

After playing for a while.

Brian finally took ’his own face’ in his hands and examined it.

About ten minutes later.

A warm flow surged through his body.

Brian knew that the Transformer’s first obsession had been fulfilled.

...

Brian didn’t rush to check the Gift he received after completing the obsession.

The delay was a bit long.

The effects of the anesthetic began to wear off.

He could already feel a tingling numbness on his face.

"Recover!"

With a thought from Brian.

His stored Gift Energy gathered towards his face.

This was a rare opportunity to witness the recovery process directly.

Brian immediately widened his eyes and looked in the mirror:

He saw layers of collagen reconstructing and connecting on his patchy red and white face, forming the base layer of the epidermis, followed by the stratum spinosum, granular layer, clear layer, and finally the stratum corneum.

After roughly more than a minute.

A smooth and fair face, devoid of eyebrows and beard, reappeared in the mirror.

"Uh, where’s my hair?"

Brian was a bit confused.

...

It seemed that facial repair was quite meticulous.

It cost Brian two points of Gift Energy.

After washing his hands.

He used chemicals to clean off his discarded thick skin and other traces.

After ventilating by opening the window.

Brian then began to check the Gift of Transformer Alba.

This time it was ten units of Gift Energy plus a skill.

When Brian touched the skill with his consciousness, he discovered it was Alba’s Skin Stripping Skill.

"What a pity it’s not a talent, I wonder if it’s like Mad Dog Ike, getting a skill and perhaps also giving a talent..."

With some anticipation, Brian crushed the skill and began the absorption.

...

The scene before Brian’s eyes changed:

Inside a small log cabin in the woods.

A blond, freckled youth huddled in a corner, his leg tied with an iron chain, crying and begging incessantly: "Dilam, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have mocked you, please let me go, I beg you..."

Opposite him.

A short, ugly youth with half his face covered in hypertrophic scars ignored the boy’s pleas, merely keeping his head down as he methodically arranged items like iron hooks, shoulder gaffs, pulley assemblies, and wire brushes.

Once ready.

He grabbed a hammer, walked up to the boy, kicked a small stake over: "Turn around, crawl up there, and close your eyes."

"No, please don’t kill me."

"There’s nothing to worry about, you won’t die."

"Really?"

"For real!"

The ugly youth kicked the little boy onto the stake, face down, back up, and raised his hammer-wielding arm high, smashing down with force!

A dull thud echoed.

The blond, freckled youth’s body convulsed violently.

Looking down on his dying companion.

The ugly youth sneered, knelt to the ground, and whispered into his companion’s ear: "Momma told Tam not to lie, so you won’t die, Tam will live on in your place, and about your girlfriend, once Tam is bored with her, she’ll be sent over to keep you company..."

When the freckled youth finally died.

He undressed himself, took a deep breath, and bit down on a piece of wood.

The next moment.

"Ah!!"

The ugly youth’s eyes bulged, veins throbbed, and he actually managed to bite a dent into the wood in his mouth.

His muscles throughout his body began to squirm like living things, faster and faster, until they finally forcibly burst through the skin, turning into blood-stained meat buds that thrashed in the air, ghastly and nauseating...

"Hu hu hu~"

The skinned flesh monster, feeling the prick of the breeze on its exposed flesh, actually started laughing heartily.

He grabbed the dead freckled youth and used a hook to pierce through the other’s shoulders. After hoisting him up with a pulley system, he began skinning with practiced ease...

Several minutes later.

A human skin, entirely flayed from the back, was laid out before the Transformer.

Except for the eyes, the color was slightly different.

A new freckled youth was born.

"Ha ha ha!"

"From today on, Tam is dead," the ’freckled youth’ intoxicatedly inhaled the bloody scent in the air, his voice shifting continuously, until it finally settled into the voice of the formerly freckled young man: "From now on, I am Jimmy!"

...

The scene kept changing.

One by one, men and women, lured to the cabin by the skin-wearing Transformer, eventually became one of the dried-up corpses in the corner.

Transformer Tam’s skin-stripping technique improved at a visibly rapid pace.

His talent was too high.

There was significant progress almost every time.

He required fewer and fewer tools.

Until there was left only a willow leaf-shaped small knife as long as an adult’s middle finger, thin and delicate, then the scene shattered...

...

"Ugh~"

Having fully integrated the skill.

Brian couldn’t help but cover his throat, retching.

The Transformer’s skinning level was comparable to a master!

This damned Transformer, at first committed retaliatory killings, but later it was pure addiction, and he even heartlessly hunted for the sake of studying the differences between the skins of the young and old, different genders, and races.

What’s worse.

During the process of integrating the skill.

Brian’s consciousness would sink into it, repeating the process over and over, until it was completely absorbed.

It wasn’t a good experience.

The real loss.

This time there was no buy one get one free, no appearance of a talent!

What a loss!

The only consolation was.

Brian found his hands had become much more dexterous.

...

Further, Brian had obtained two important pieces of information through the skill transfer.

First, the Transformer’s real name was Tam.

Tam must’ve suffered from a fire, resulting in disfigurement. After gaining abilities, he killed everyone who had laughed at him.

The first victim was a teenage golden-haired freckled youth named Jimmy!

To complete the second obsession of Tam.

One could investigate in this direction.

Second, Tam’s advancement in the technique of skin stripping was too rapid.

He could also easily imitate others’ voices and movements.

Brian suspected that Tam’s Mutation talent was related to body control!

It was merely due to his ugly appearance and inner longing.

That this talent, in the end, became Tam’s North American version of "Painted Skin"...

...

About the Mutation talent of Transformer Tam.

Brian really wanted it.

Body control category.

This meant that learning any skill-based task would be very fast.

This talent also especially complemented Brian’s Gift Energy.

For instance, if Brian was shot multiple times.

With enough Gift Energy, he could heal his body, but he wouldn’t be able to expel the bullets.

That would be like a bug in a system, healing the wounds but keeping the bullets inside, which could easily lead to a body crash and still result in death.

If he could acquire the Transformer’s talent.

Brian would truly become a lower-grade version of the Undying Body!

In conclusion.

This talent had a lot of potentials.

Brian was ready to fulfill Tam’s second obsession as soon as possible!

...

A sleepless night.

The next day, after drawing on his eyebrows, Brian prepared to contact Susan to inquire about the follow-up on the case of the veterinarian Laura, only to learn of dreadful news: Susan had been shot and was in the hospital!

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