The Gentleman at the End
Chapter 404 - Chapter 404 Chapter 403 Cancer Street

Chapter 404: Chapter 403: Cancer Street Chapter 404: Chapter 403: Cancer Street Because he couldn’t wear gentleman’s clothes directly on the street, nor could he reveal any ability related to the Skin Factory to produce skin-like garments,

in short, his daily attire shouldn’t include any traits from the Source Epidemic Area and should be as ordinary as possible to avoid a lot of trouble.

Even though tonight’s outing was led by Ms. Oreina, she also suggested the same.

Jin took the initiative to help, using tumor proliferation to create meaty clothes,

however, this type of loose clothing with no design sense was only suitable for a girl with Jin’s body shape,

Yi Chen, wearing it, looked like a lump of odd streaky meat. Although such an appearance was not strange within the Cancer Palace, Yi Chen, who had always lived as a gentleman among Zion, felt very uncomfortable.

Eventually, Little Grape came up with the best solution, which could ensure safety while wearing gentleman’s clothes and also avoid being targeted by the Cancer Palace.

By completely externalizing the Burning Eye Syndrome,

he let this trait related to the Evil Sun from the fall of the Old World cover the clothes, completely concealing the smell of skin,

of course,

the lurking Yellow Skin also underwent a disguise, using the cover of the Burning Eye Syndrome to exert its real disguising ability to completely conceal the aura of the Skin Factory, as disguise was what Yellow Skin excelled at.

Threads of Ember Threads spread across the garment,

soon, a gentleman’s outfit of Ember design was ready, its slightly fluttering hem continuously shedding Fire Core Particles, and Yi Chen personally was quite satisfied with such an image.

However, Ms. Oreina, upon seeing the outfit, instantly flared up and even hissed through her clenched teeth, keeping away from these harmless Fire Core Particles.

Her speech was no longer gentle, but mixed with a hint of killing intent and indifference.

“Is this the remnants of the Evil Sun? Have you ever directly gazed at or touched the kindling?”

“No…”

Yi Chen recognized the problem, and hastily explained, trying his best to dissociate himself from the Evil Sun and pushing this ability onto Little Grape, explaining while a black furball peeked out from his shoulder, greeting the cat by the door.

After the explanation, Ms. Oreina’s fur returned to normal, “I see. If you were related to the Evil Sun, I would have sent you away immediately… If the Lord found out, even I might be affected.”

Hearing this, Little Grape, who was initially somewhat proud, immediately retracted inside, also withdrawing all the Embers,

in an instant, the outfit of Embers turned into a ragged piece of clothing as if it had been burned.

“Could Ms. Oreina explain a bit more about the Evil Sun issue? I personally don’t really understand it, even Little Grape inherited the Burning Eye Syndrome from someone else.”

“You don’t even know that.

When the Evil Sun that hung in the sky providing sunlight burning for most illnesses was penetrated, it signified the complete defeat of the Old World,

the rules of the world were completely sealed off,

the scattered fragments of the Evil Sun turned into kindling falling across different areas of the ground, burning the earth, turning the surface of the world into the ‘Ashen Desert,’ a place forever barren.

To this day, some kindling still burns in the depths of the desert, cursing anyone who passes by, tries to peek, or dares to touch.

Of course, there are a very few, like your pet, special beings that can harness this power. However, the Cancer Palace fundamentally eliminates this danger. If kindling were to ignite inside the Cancer Palace, it could cause unpredictable losses.

From now on, you are forbidden to display any traits related to the Evil Sun; otherwise, I will draw the line with you directly.”

“Okay~ Can I not express other illnesses in me as well?”

“Not necessarily, the place I will take you to won’t have many restrictions. Apart from the Evil Sun, you can show yourselves as you wish, as long as it earns money. Even if others try to cause trouble over the impurities in your bodies, I will take care of it.

It’s getting late, let’s go.”

Following Ms. Oreina, who was wrapped in a cloak, they left her estate, and the outer streets returned to the characteristic aspects of the Cancer Palace,

Streets equipped with automatic cleaning functions crafted from porous, hard meat,

featured architectural styles primarily in tumor-like spherical forms, with hardened proliferative flesh and bony tumors serving as the main supports.

Besides, the buildings also adopted a proliferative stacking style,

often seeing a cluster of tumors serving as a foundation, atop which numerous cystic rooms proliferated to form a large apartment complex,

Deep connections occurred between different apartments, and “doors and windows” were semi-transparent sac membranes that could be opened and closed, greatly facilitating the daily interactions of the cancer patients, and hardly ever leading to social anxiety.

After all, the nature of cancer cells is to replicate, devour, and expand, and correspondingly, most cancer patient’s personalities also suffer from “social prowess syndrome.”

For instance,

just walking on the street for a few minutes attracted over a dozen people attempting to greet William, the handsome young man.

And it was primarily men who made the advances, with direct questions including common invites to visit their home or to the ‘Birds in Rotation’ bar, with some even daring to expose something to Yi Chen right on the street.

However, such excessive behavior would be punished by Ms. Oreina,

Although a cancer patient herself, she despised lowly conduct; any daring exposure would result in the corresponding exposed part being torn off by an invisible cat’s claw.

Another major characteristic of the street, due to the collapse of the Old World’s sun and the enclosed environment of the Cancer Palace, “illumination” was extremely important, and better lighting promoted the division of cancer cells,

A device called ‘Body-hanging Street Lights’ was thus designed,

swollen, thin-skinned, bright-bodied cancer patients were hung from street lights, providing illumination services.

Their bodies, having undergone special soaking treatments, had a skin transparency over 90%, and the cancer cells inside them would self-ignite to provide lighting, releasing a meat-red energy glow.

Those used as ‘street lights’ were all those who had violated the rules of the Cancer Palace, with sentences as street lights ranging from 1 to 1000 years.

Delving deeper into the system of the Cancer Palace, one would find that being turned into a street light was quite fortunate, as other punishments were much more painful.

Besides, the commercial diversity displayed by the streets of the Cancer Palace far exceeded Zion, with all kinds of services imaginable found here,

Some services piqued Yi Chen’s curiosity, making him want to try them out personally when he was alone, like a store named “Body Purification,”

while some store services just by looking at them could cause psychological discomfort, such as a sign titled “Tumor Type Modification.”

Yi Chen also occasionally saw a local street sign at a crossroad, indicating that the street they were on was just a commercial area in the upper levels of the Interior of the Cancer Palace, showing the immense scale of the Cancer Palace.

In these richly diverse and even chaotic streets, there was an unbreakable implicit order; although the moral baseline here was much lower than in Zion, the majority of the cancer patients dared not cross it.

Therefore, once one got used to the environment here, life was quite comfortable.

This was also Yi Chen’s first encounter with the ‘life’ of the Old World, which sparked a question in his mind.

“Ms. Oreina, why do the patients of the Old World, in terms of body shape and physiological structure, resemble humans, with some patients’ resemblance reaching over 90%?

Moreover, the business models here, as well the ‘settings’ in daily life, also bear certain similarities to humans?”

Walking elegantly like a cat along the roadside wall, Ms. Oreina disdainfully said:

“Isn’t it possible that it’s not so much that we resemble humans, but rather that humans resemble us?

Because of this ‘similarity,’ the ‘World’s Foot’ has been driving the entire world, daring to cross multiple planes to adhere to the backside of your human world, undergoing such a long and risky cycle of ‘total world infection.’

Had it not been for this similarity, we would have already started infecting and invading other worlds.

Alright, our destination is almost near.”

As Ms. Oreina finished speaking, Yi Chen also detected a trace of blood scent drifting in the air.