The Gentleman at the End
Chapter 426 - Chapter 426: Chapter 425: Death Training

Chapter 426: Chapter 425: Death Training

Previously, inside the auction house, due to the distance and the partition of the private rooms, and also influenced by the Duke’s aura, Yi Chen had not been able to thoroughly observe this Skin Slave with necrotizing fasciitis,

and the other party had indeed self-flayed on the stage, perfectly separating their essence from the skin, which seemingly had no problem.

However, when this Skin came directly before Yi Chen’s eyes, whether it was Vision provided by Little Grape or the sensation of skin quality from Yellow Skin, both could clearly capture the true consciousness housed within the necrotic Skin,

or rather, this Skin was the main body, and the physical body that died on stage from self-flaying was merely the previous occupant.

Yellow Skin had also combed through its comprehensive knowledge of the Skin Factory from its foundational memories and found a Skin Slave that met the criteria, a fugitive wanted by the Skin Factory.

“Skin Bag Guest”

When the necrotic Skin Slave heard the young man in yellow call out his true name, he froze abruptly, his face undergoing a drastic change, desperate to escape at all costs.

Again, hundreds of appendages formed from necrotic tissue grew out of his Skin, bursting forth with Open Source Limit speed, trying to find the edge of the Consciousness Space in order to break through using his methods.

However, in this maze of a structure resembling an orphanage, no matter how he wound his way around, it seemed as though he always returned to the starting point,

where the mysterious young man in yellow would be at some intersection, waving at him incessantly.

The state of mind of the Skin Bag Guest had already become disordered at the glimpse of Yellow Skin, and with each repeated cycle through the maze, it became even more chaotic until he completely broke down.

He began to smash walls, digging at the ground,

but even so, behind the broken walls, there were still similar passages, and there was no escape.

Then, the young man’s voice came from behind him:

“Skin Bag Guest, a failed fugitive who prolongs life by possessing Skin Slaves… I didn’t expect you to be so bedraggled. With such a dreadful Heart, how did you manage to avoid the Skin Factory’s pursuit?

You have become so panicked just by being trapped in the Consciousness Space, what exactly are you afraid of? Why don’t you dare to attack me? Wouldn’t killing me directly break the impasse?”

The Skin Bag Guest, who had already broken down, could no longer calm himself to think and suddenly twisted his centipede-like body, pouncing towards the source of the voice.

Crack~

But all that was torn to shreds was a human mannequin draped in tattered yellow cloth.

At the same time, the young man in the yellow robe walked out from the other side of the corridor, smiling as he observed all of this, as if a puppeteer string had already been connected to the top of the Skin Bag Guest’s head, ready for his manipulation.

“If you can’t kill me, then calm down and think.

The Consciousness Space can’t be perfectly flawless; there must exist an exit. Have you ever considered that the exit was actually inside the wooden door by your side from the very beginning?”

Yi Chen’s words were like spiky virus particles, burrowing into the man’s skin and adhering to his brain, as if a tongue were being thrust into the gaps of his brain, whispering irreversible words deep within.

Once again seduced and led astray by these words, the Skin Bag Guest immediately turned around and smashed through the adjacent wooden door,

yet instead of leaving the Consciousness Space by entering the door, he fell deeper into the realms of consciousness, due to his thoughts being led astray,

and his entire Skin was forcefully constricted into human form, strapped onto a standard surgical table bearing the mark of “Black Mountain Orphanage.”

As his essence was extracted, the true form of the Skin Bag Guest was also exposed–a middle-aged man whose entire body was charred due to pathway failure.

Inside the operating room, the young man in yellow was making his selection of instruments, ultimately pulling out a Skull Saw,

and walked over with a smile, moving the bright surgical light in front of the Skin Bag Guest’s eyes, which blurred his consciousness and made it difficult for him to think, initiating the surgery.

Crack, crack~ As he sawed through the skull, the young man spoke:

“You chose to attend the Duke’s auction, intending to try your luck to see if you could buy a suitable Skin or directly purchase a Skin Slave for possession.

Who knew that you yourself would be put on the stage? Therefore, you went with the flow to auction off your own Skin, hoping to draw out customers like me who are Skin Slaves… Congratulations, you succeeded! But, I’m not so easy to be possessed.

Next, I’ll perform a brain inspection and modification on you, removing your malignancy.”

Clang–As the words finished, the skull cap was also dropped.

Inside was a brain that had been charred due to a failed passage,

“How pitiful, your brain’s essence has been burnt to such a state, no wonder your psychology is completely twisted. Just wait a moment, and you will soon be relieved,”

Having broken through the Skin Bag Guest’s psychological defenses, Yi Chen was ready to begin his special education.

However, he was not interested in whether such a fugitive could become a student; all he cared about was the Skin itself.

Moreover, towards such an extremely vile Skin Slave, who even attempted to possess his body, there was no need for any mercy.

Thus, Yi Chen wanted to perform an experiment here, one that could maximize the use of the Skin Bag Guest.

The Skin Bag Guest, due to a failed Path, had always been in a state of decay, relying on possession of other Skin Slaves to extend his life, constantly hovering at the edge of life and death.

The reason he could not die was also due to the characteristics of his own Skin, this highly aggressive and infectious necrotic Skin bore some similarities to the Death Plague,

The black diseased skin tissue had become closer to death as the Path of the Skin Bag Guest failed.

Yi Chen valued this point; he wanted to make a try to see if the necrotic Skin of the Skin Bag Guest could really withstand the Attribute of death, whether it could Combine with it.

The engraving began,

Yi Chen started to engrave with fingers dripping Black Liquid; when the Black Liquid soaked into the brain, the charred brain did not decay instantly but maintained its integrity.

“I guessed right! The Skin Bag Guest, which has been on the brink of death due to a failed Path, already possesses a certain resistance to death. That’s great; you have to hold on,”

Once the pitch-black “Madness” character was perfectly engraved, although the life force of the Skin Bag Guest, lying on the operating table, had decreased significantly, he was still alive and the brain remained intact.

“Teach… teacher~” No longer struggling, he managed to utter two words with great difficulty.

“Very good, for now, you have temporarily withstood death, but it’s not enough! Next, there’s only one thing you need to do, don’t let your teacher down,”

Yi Chen smiled and replaced the man’s skull cap, simultaneously lifting the Madness Brain-created Consciousness Space and returning to the hotel.

The necrotic Skin like a Facehugger had already been stripped off and curled up obediently at Yi Chen’s side, all the skin diseases spreading in the room were retracted back within the Skin.

“Little Grape, maintain the Sealing, I’m going to the bathroom to handle something,”

“Mhm,”

Yi Chen stood up and led the newly tamed Skin Bag Guest to the bathroom.

Locking the door behind them, he walked straight towards the bathtub made entirely of Gold, confirming that such a Gold bathtub could serve as a ‘container,’ Yi Chen began his personal plan.

He placed both hands on the edge of the bathtub and lowered his entire head into it,

Hum!

Accompanied by a strong sense of Death Sensing,

The Black Death Liquid stored in the depths of Madness Brain began to spill out, drip-drip-drop~ drops of Black Liquid flowed from his facial orifices, falling continuously into the bathtub.

The flow even began to speed up until half the bathtub was filled.

This process nearly drained Yi Chen, and for a period of time, “Dead Man Makeup” would not be able to activate; he would need a long period of rest to recuperate.

At that moment, a textual warning came from the Yellow Skin inside his body:

William, this is a rare High Level Skin, any mistake could waste it completely. Even if you go to the Skin Factory and perform exceptionally well, you might not get this kind of aggressive, highly infectious Skin.

“To do something, do it best. If it’s just putting up with a flawed product, I’d rather not have it…”

Yellow Skin stopped sending messages, apparently conceding to such a course of action.

Yi Chen, pale and haggard, turned his head to the Skin Bag Guest in the corner, giving his final command as a teacher:

“Go, immerse your entire body in there, drown in it… but do not die. That is the end you deserve.”

“Yes, teacher.”

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