The Gentleman at the End
Chapter 391 - Chapter 391 Chapter 390 Sacred Body Offering

Chapter 391: Chapter 390 Sacred Body Offering Chapter 391: Chapter 390 Sacred Body Offering Jin’s mind whirred, and he quickly thought of something, “William, is it the weapon that was postponed from production due to the last deceased incident?”

“Yes, the Archbishop promised he would give me the finished product after the Skin Promotion ended, and sending someone to fetch me directly this time probably means it’s already been made.”

“You mentioned it was an upgrade based on previous firearms, right? Your gun is made from Sick Objects, so it should be about opening up the Sick Objects in the firearms, right?”

“I don’t really understand the specifics, but I’ve left it all to the Archbishop. We’ll see when the time comes.”

“After you get the finished product, how about we try it out head-to-head? I want to see if the quality of something custom-made for you by the Organization’s Founder passes muster.”

“We’ll talk about it after I get it…”

Yi Chen didn’t dare to commit to anything rashly. He still didn’t know what the weapon was like, and if it contained attributes that were very restraining to Jin, that could be very dangerous. Moreover, the two of them were about to embark on a journey, and it wouldn’t be good to have issues at this point.

On the way to the Glory Hall, Reagan, who had been informed of the dinner plans in advance, also hurried over, still wearing his research institute attire.

As soon as Reagan arrived, he immediately started discussing with Yi Chen about the research on the ‘Dead Gangrene Mist Bacteria (Death Plague)’ and the research direction he had planned out these days.

Jin, who couldn’t get a word in, seemed to have become a ‘third wheel.’

The enthusiastic Reagan also extended an invitation, “William, how about you come to the research institute with me after you get your weapon and have eaten? Moving forward, I might need to take up 2 to 3 days of your time every week.”

But Yi Chen scratched his head and responded with an embarrassed look, “I haven’t told you yet, Reagan. Jin and I are about to start a lengthy journey through the Old World. I invited you out to eat today also for this matter, you…”

Reagan decisively waved his hand, refusing, “Naturally, I won’t go. After all, I have no reason to visit the Old World, nor am I willing to take on unknown risks.

Also, I’ve got quite a few projects coming up at the Power Station, and the research into the Death Plague is finally making progress.

Wait! Are you going to the Original Tomb?”

“Yes.”

Hearing this, Reagan’s eyes lit up, and he subconsciously started to circle his stomach with his palm, “Could you collect ‘Death Plague’ from different real deceased, along with their personal information? I want to do a large-scale comparative experiment.

If the experiment goes well, we might uncover the correlations between the properties of Death Plague bacteria and its flagella.”

“Mm, I’ll try to collect as much as I can.”

“Then I’ll treat tonight, especially since the research institute has just allocated a good amount of startup funds.”

During the idle chat, they arrived at the hall,

where only Archbishop Yaleris stood alone. There were no weapons or storage containers that might suggest firearms, nor was there any scent of iron nearby.

“You brought companions with you? It’s a pity that only you can follow me on the next part of the journey.”

Reagan and Jin exchanged glances; they didn’t have much else to do with the rest of their day, so waiting was not a problem.

Yi Chen followed the Archbishop to the Original Church’s secret storage area once again.

Just as Yi Chen was about to ask about the firearms, the Archbishop directly gave the answer:

“To ‘Upgrade’ your firearm, even if I used all my connections, I only got one answer: with the current technology of Zion, it’s not possible to open source such a purely iron-based Sick Object.

The only way is to use Sacred Bodies as the Material Base,

after all, they were strong individuals who broke through their limits in life. Using their open-source Physical Bodies as the base, allowing the Sick Objects of firearms to invade the Sacred Bodies and combine with the illness, will enable an upgrade in a short period of time.

But this isn’t something I can decide; it requires the approval of the Sacred Bodies.

I tried conveying the situation with your gun and the firearms information through the Light Secret Technique combined with the skin disease I have, transmitting it to the insides of all the Sacred Bodies, letting them read that information.

Unexpectedly, there really was one suitable Sacred Body that responded, willing to become the foundational material for the firearm.”

“Hmm?!”

Yi Chen’s eyes widened. He never imagined that the matter would ultimately be tied to the Sacred Bodies.

“Which predecessor is it?”

“Come with me… There is one last procedure that you need to personally complete,” he said.

Holy Body Room

One of the sacred bodies had been taken out from its coffin and placed horizontally in the center of the room, waiting for Yi Chen’s arrival.

The sacred body belonged to a middle-aged man, roughly between the ages of 50 to 60, whose beard and facial features exuded a strong sense of resoluteness, even his closed eyes faintly revealing a fierce demeanor.

Despite having been dead for a long time, his physical form still exhibited clear characteristics of illness,

many of his veins, which appeared as deep gray metal, protruded from the surface of his skin; each vein was as hard as steel, making the entire corpse weigh over a ton.

It was clear that in life, the man had suffered from a blood disease related to metal.

On top of the platform where the sacred body was placed, a metal plate provided his name and title.

“War Iron Blood – Bartosz Dalair.”

The archbishop added, “Dalair was a famed executioner instructor among organizations two hundred years ago, having trained over two hundred qualified executioners. He also often took on risky missions himself, carrying out some extremely tricky but necessary tasks for the organization, personally eliminating eight Open Source patients in his lifetime.

In the end, he died in battle during a dangerous mission with incomplete intelligence, ensuring that his team had the best chance of survival. Fortuitously, his corpse remained preserved thanks to the extreme hardness caused by the illness and was successfully recovered by the organization.”

On hearing of his deeds, Yi Chen gave a respectful nod.

“During this period, I, along with several experts proficient in metal construction and sick object handling, have integrated your firearm into Instructor Dalair’s body.

The two have now become one. Using the holy body as a base, the sick object has achieved Open Source.

Although the Open Source sick object lacks a complete consciousness, it possesses instincts and can only be harnessed and controlled by you, its former user.”

“I understand.”

After bowing respectfully, Yi Chen extended his left hand to touch the sacred body, but suddenly, a voice within his consciousness stopped him.

“William, wait!”

The voice came from the little grape inside him.

“What’s wrong?”

“Just now, as I was gazing at this corpse and trying to use the Ashen Eyes Technique to foresee the future, I unexpectedly caught glimpses of a peculiar scene.

It seems that when we fight together, the firearm in your hand comes alive with an eyeball, as if I were combined with it.

Why not let this grape take the reins for assimilating the firearm? If it doesn’t work, then you can take control.”

“Alright.”

Yi Chen naturally wouldn’t refuse to see little grape so earnestly and proactively offering help.

If it was as little grape said, incorporating the traits of the eye into the firearm could improve its shooting precision and even bring unexpected effects.

But Yi Chen immediately thought of something.

“Little grape, you’re not flying the flag of helping just to extract the remaining value from this sacred body, are you?”

As if hit the nail on the head, the little grape’s physical form trembled slightly, “Cough cough~This grape will help you maximize the value of the firearm, isn’t collecting a small service fee only fair?”

“The archbishop is watching right over there, so do as you see fit.”

At that moment,

Yi Chen opened an ashen eyeball in the palm of his hand that he had extended towards the sacred body,

With the touch of his palm, patterns of embers quickly spread over the entire corpse, its outer shell gradually crumbling away, and the integrated Open Source sick object gradually revealed itself.