The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 618 - 616: Harvest

Once all the "Memory Books" in the Library had been sorted and put back in place,

William and Yi Chen’s experience exchange was essentially complete. One critical conclusion they reached was that to achieve substantial improvement in a short time, one must identify personal weaknesses and abilities with great potential that had not yet been developed.

There was only one conclusion - the "Abyss."

At present, the abyssal pit in the abdomen was merely a shape and emblem, signifying that William was merely the "Spokesperson" of the Tenth Abyss and had no actual function.

If they could develop the "Abyss Disease," there would definitely be significant improvement in the short term. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Yi Chen returned to the Aquarium on his own, soaking in it to slowly recover the integrity of his consciousness and heal his injuries.

Meanwhile, William was lying on the Library’s desk, slowly falling asleep.

By the time he opened his eyes again, his consciousness had returned to his physical body, and at the bedside of the pure white hospital room there were a few bright flowers, along with a familiar figure sitting by the bed.

Rimmed glasses and long hair cascading down her back, she exuded a faint scent, the scent of the cosmos.

Principal Desline was by his side, attired in casual dress.

"Principal!"

She showed no change in expression at William’s awakening. Instead, she placed her index finger on her lips.

"Don’t worry, I’ve only predicted the time of your awakening and came over an hour early... And even if I hadn’t come, the doctors here would have taken good care of you.

I won’t praise you now, as many will praise you after you are discharged."

Looking at the somewhat unfamiliar hospital room, William asked, "We should be in Flumouth now, right? How’s Zion doing..."

"You’ve only been unconscious for three days. The Organization is currently undergoing a ’thorough disinfection’ of Zion, needing to eliminate the residues of the ’Blood Plague’ in every corner before reconstruction can begin, which is estimated to take another week."

Seeing that William seemed to have more questions, Principal Desline pressed her index finger to his lips, "Don’t rush to ask just yet, let me ask you an important question first, where did Galon go?"

"Well..."

William truthfully recounted his intrusion deep into the Mansion.

"In short, that’s what happened. Based on the circumstances at the time, I judged that sending Galon to the Moon Clinic was the only way to save his life. Unfortunately, Lorrian separated from my body ahead of time and took back control of the moon.

I didn’t manage to transfer Galon out before the moon departed.

However, Lorrian’s character isn’t particularly terrible; perhaps, he should, for the time being, not pose a threat to Galon’s life."

Desline conducted a divination based on the information provided by William and quickly confirmed that the star representing Lorrian was still shining brightly.

"There’s nothing we can do about that, it’s enough that Galon is alive.

You really know how to put someone in a tough spot~ Others act as the spokesperson of the New Moon, crossing the Mist Sea to help you. You respond by forcibly sealing them within your body and even threatening them with death.

If I were in your place, I would definitely have to kill you afterward."

William scratched his head, "Ah, the verbal agreement between Lorrian and me was merely to ’Combine.’ It never specified who would retain ownership of the body.

Besides, it so happened that my nemesis appeared, and I needed to take revenge with my own hands.

I’ll find an opportunity to apologize on the moon later."

Desline cast her brilliant stargaze upon William on the hospital bed, "I think ’apologizing’ is only secondary to you, your main intent is to gain the ’moon’s’ power, right? You’ve only just stepped into the Silver Circle, and after undergoing some form of combination with a moon patient, you managed to kill one of the Seven Marquis.

Anyone would be greedy for such power."

"Principal, don’t look at me like that. Although I indeed covet Lorrian’s power, apologizing really is my top priority. If I could invite him to combine again, that would be even better.

Besides, I managed to kill ’Greed’ more out of luck than anything.

If that guy hadn’t been so greedy, I could have only held him off at best."

"A kill is a kill, that’s a fact."

"Principal, how is everyone else?"

"Everyone’s condition isn’t too bad. Among the Silver Circle level gentlemen, Jin’s injuries are the most severe; she was fully consumed while stopping Marquis Glatoni, but I’ve had her soaked in Star Grain Solution immediately.

She is currently receiving treatment from Doctor Araus and Asimov. Of course, it mainly depends on her own cancer cell regeneration, and her condition has already stabilized.

The recapture plan this time was a complete success, and you are the primary hero. There should be some sort of award ceremony for you later... but given the current state of the Organization, I don’t think there will be any material rewards."

"Enough..." The physical reward for William was already in his possession, in the pocket of his clothes, "By the way, Principal, now that the organization has completely cut ties with the Skin Factory, what’s the next plan? Are we going to ally with a new force, or...?"

"The organization will inevitably halt its development for a while, with rebuilding Zion as the main focus."

"Once everything is stable, including me, Yuri, and the other gentlemen of the Silver Circle, we will head to the Old World, trying to find a stable, safe ’disease supplier’ for the organization."

"If you, William, have any connections that might be helpful, feel free to use them."

"Well, as for that, my current connections are of no use... Whether it’s the circus behind me or the Tenth Abyss, neither are suitable for the widespread cultivation of mankind."

"If the organization temporarily can’t find a suitable supplier from the Old World, perhaps you could wait for me for a while."

"Wait for you to do what?"

"Wait until the day I take over the Skin Factory. I will directly incorporate the organization as a separate, important department within it. Moreover, ’World Infection’ will eventually be completed, and then there will be no boundaries between the Old World and this place, so establishing the organization within the Skin Factory would probably be the best scenario.

The cultivation of gentlemen has long been accustomed to relying on skins, and if we change the disease, many things will have to be altered from the root, which would be very troublesome."

Ha ha ha~

A bout of ethereal laughter echoed through the sickroom.

Desline covered her mouth with a fold of her hand, but she also suddenly remembered a detail, the detail that William was unaffected by the Skin Bag Pulse Tower from beginning to end, and her smile gradually subsided as she asked:

"Are you serious, William?"

"Correct, I have already signed a contract with a certain existence; the content of the contract is to take control of the Skin Factory. After killing one of the Seven Marquis, ’Greed’, I have declared full-scale war on the Blood Citizens in my own name.

Therefore, the date for fulfilling this contract will be advanced as well.

I can’t be certain how long it will take, but it should be no more than ten years, and possibly even shorter..."

"You mean to face the Blood Citizens flowing out from the Source Epidemic Area and the Mysterious Skin Factory, which still holds the title of the Source Plague area, all by yourself?"

"Not by myself, I have my own forces in the Old World. And what I am aiming to eliminate are the Blood Citizens. As for the Skin Factory itself, I have another method of dealing with it; the specifics of the plan are not fully developed yet.

In any case, please trust me, Principal Desline."

Desline looked up toward the window of the sickroom, "Of course, I trust you~ But, don’t rush into things too quickly, William.

Although I wasn’t with you in the same combat zone during this operation in Zion, I could still feel that at one moment you were very close to complete death.

Alright~ I still have many things to deal with, so you rest well, and come see me when you’re fully recovered."

"Thank you, Principal."

Just as Desline stepped out of the sickroom,

William, making sure no one else was around, immediately summoned his gentleman’s clothes and took out the severed finger from within the pocket.

The finger had been thoroughly drained, withered and stiff,

and the ’ring’ still on it continued to emit a strong aura of greed, exuding a strong desire to suckle on fresh blood.

Once again putting it on,

Whoosh! The needle on the inside of the ring pierced into the skin,

but William’s condition had mostly recovered, no longer resisting the ring’s bloodsucking.

The Complete Shaper’s physical body could produce blood quickly, allowing the ring to suck away nearly the total blood volume of about ten adults.

The unclaimed ring, after relishing for a while, finally acknowledged William’s unique blood as its new master.

The safe on the surface of the ring slowly opened, and some kind of spatial effect took place,

Hum!

A bright red luster flashed before his eyes,

and William found himself standing inside a vast treasure room filled with various tools, weapons, and a notably conspicuous embedded gold reserve.

"Just how much did Glatoni hoard away?!"

Remembering the debt he owed to the Duke’s Chamber of Commerce, William first went over to the embedded gold reserve to check the amount of coins.

"Three hundred thousand! Damn!"

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