The Gentleman at the End-Chapter 631 - 629: Return

The President Burn ultimately made the decision to dispatch the seven abyss worms, sending them to a branch outside of the Outer City via special packaging. A company-wide announcement will soon be made to select external personnel suitable for the abyss worms.

Due to the commotion caused by the arrival of the abyss in Lu Pu, President Burn would need to cooperate with the investigation over the following days and would have to shorten his sleeping time accordingly.

However, he still took half an hour to meet with William alone.

"Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Remember the task I entrusted you with when you get back to the circus. Try to bring that special amoeba to the headquarters. I’ll treat it well," he said.

"Okay."

"There’s not much else to say in the end. Launch the full assault on the blood citizens as soon as possible."

"Certainly, then I won’t disturb you any longer, Mr. Burn. If Reagan stays here, he should be able to help you out a lot."

After bidding President Burn farewell, William took the elevator to the lobby, where Miss Orenna with her ear-length haircut had already been waiting for some time.

"Teacher, are you leaving?"

"Yes, the circus has strict management. You stay at headquarters and try to learn as much as you can. We will meet again in the future," he said.

"Understood, Teacher. I’ll be at a higher position the next time we meet."

"Learning is the top priority; status isn’t important. Goodbye."

William gently patted Orenna on the shoulder and left directly through the company’s main entrance. The moment he stepped out of the door, his pace quickened. Today was his last day off from the circus and he had to get back in time.

"William, leaving in such a hurry? The circus seems to maintain tight control," Reagan commented, leaning against the door with a specially-made insect skin cigarette in his mouth.

"Indeed, today is the last day off. When it comes to attendance, the circus is probably second only to the Suffering Monastery. Being late would cause a lot of trouble. How long are you planning to stay here, Reagan?"

"More than half a year; I’ve confirmed that the techniques of the Black Ascaris headquarters will aid in my mechanical ascension."

"Then... I’m short on time, we’ll meet again next time."

"Right, remember to call me when you’re ready to officially attack the blood citizens. By that time, my ascension should be nearly complete, and I can use the blood citizens to test the strength of my ascension," Reagan said.

"Okay."

The old friends embraced and said their final goodbyes. Faye also appeared electromagnetically and waved goodbye with a smile.

William, following his instinct as a Chief Actor, boarded the Black Worm train heading towards a remote area of the Old World.

This time he didn’t ask for any massage services and instead rested alone in a carriage, stripping off his clothes and sliding his fingers evenly around his abdomen.

"I didn’t expect to use up all my vacation days at the Black Ascaris Company. At the beginning, I had even planned to visit the Duke to value some treasures and pay off my debts... Nevermind. The trading association has a whole year for repayments anyway."

"This unexpected gain is just too great. I’ve actually developed my own abyss disease."

"Although this disease, which combines parasites, the starry sky, and the abyss, isn’t aggressive, its functionality and mobility are nearly maxed out. Even the Holy Nest Protozoa of someone like Mr. Burn can’t capture my presence. This ability can be applied in various situations, not limited to running away, combat, and even... traveling."

At this thought, William suddenly stood up from his seat and activated his newly learned "abyss parasite."

Climbing into his own abdominal abyss, he disappeared from the carriage.

Switching to William’s first-person perspective, he seemed to turn into a pitch-black worm, worming through the soft abyssal tunnels to the depths of the spatial planes.

A ’subspace’ area that very few could touch.

Moving through the ’Deep Space’ by virtue of his connection to the circus, he significantly shortened the hundreds of kilometers between him and his destination, and something incredible happened.

As William’s connection to the circus became stronger,

he actually saw a dark tent floating in the deep space in his vision. It was the Circus Tent, woven by the boss’s black hair and possessing spatial traits.

"What! I’ve actually found the circus hidden deep in space... this!"

When William spotted the circus tent, the tent also noticed him.

The black tendrils on the surface of the tent abruptly bulged into a giant eye, intently staring at him until it recognized William’s status as a Chief Actor and then slowly closed again.

Hiss~ A cluster of black hairs shot out from the surface of the tent, entangled William who was meters away, and pulled him inside.

Buzz!

Passing through the tent and landing in the underground passage filled with disordered black hairs, William faced curtains of black hair, and an endless aura of Fear transmitted from the other side.

"Boss, I’m back!"

"You have a rather unique way of returning... gaining such ability in just a month, able to find the tent’s location in the depths of subspace," said the boss.

"This is a special skill I just learned today, and I was mainly able to find the circus thanks to my status as the Chief. Without this connection, even if I could move through deep space, it would be of no help, like finding a needle in a haystack."

"Having the freedom to move to subspace and remaining completely unharmed, this can hardly be described as just a ’skill’... It’s related to the Tenth Abyss, right? Cough cough~ Anyway, well done. With this, we’ll be able to control the Circus Tent more quickly in the future."

"So, how did it go dealing with the blood citizens back among the humans? How many of those filthy blood citizens did you kill?"

"Luck was on my side. I killed Greed, one of the Seven Marquis, Gilder."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hairpins were lifted.

The boss’s true body, embedded in the deepest layer, emerged. "Hmm!? You killed Gilder! With your current level, you shouldn’t have been able to take out one of the Seven Marquis."

"Here’s how it went..."

William also recounted the details of the event,

"That’s about it. Gilder himself was one of the weakest, and I seized the opportunity due to his greed. You could say I was particularly lucky."

"No... The key to your killing Gilder wasn’t his greed, nor was it luck.

Since the birth of the Old World, there has never been a patient who, right after completing their path, could kill an existence within the Source Epidemic Area, secondary only to the Plague Master.

Many have good fortune but still can’t achieve it, not even daring to think about it.

You’re the first,

and in my view, the key to your killing Gilder lies in yourself and that round of the New Moon. Do you have a way to permanently combine with that New Moon patient?"

"That... Not for now.

This deep fusion was entirely dependent on Lorrian’s surgery support. At the same time, I took advantage of his eagerness and lack of understanding of my essence to barely manage to be in control during the fusion.

Next time I won’t be so lucky, and Lorrian is probably thinking about how to kill me right now." freewёbnoνel.com

"You’ll find a way, for sure.

And I don’t believe that after experiencing that power, you don’t have any thought about it.

[Greed] is something everyone has, big or small. Too much invites doom, too little causes stagnation. The right amount of greed at the right time can take us further.

Remember clearly the feeling when you killed Gilder and strive to gain that power again."

"Understood, boss."

"To kill one of the Seven Marquis far exceeds my expectations; the value of your holiday has been realized."

Seizing the opportunity to push further, William said, "Well, I didn’t only kill Gilder but also used his head to declare war on the blood citizens... Of course, I will wait to deal with my private matters until I get a long vacation again.

In the upcoming time, I’ll dedicate myself to the circus work."

Though William lowered his head, he could clearly sense that the boss was in a rather happy state.

"In the month you were gone, Nash has managed the [Theater] very well and has passed the internal assessments. As long as you, William, can achieve satisfactory results in the official performance, I’ll grant you another leave to deal with the blood citizens."

"Thank you, boss."

"Make good use of your Abyss Trait. It can be very effective in dealing with the blood citizens."

After saying goodbye to the boss,

William, walking through the internal passages of the circus, felt elated, a smile involuntarily curving his lips.

But just then,

an intense malice suddenly spilled out from around the corner, and William instinctively heightened his alert, thinking he might encounter Art here.

However,

what stepped out around the corner was a slender leg, clad in black and white stockings,

except, the outfit above the leg had changed from the familiar gothic skirt to a more seductive, tight-fitting corset that accentuated the figure, and even had a special whip tied around the waist.

The twin ponytails had also become a single ponytail that fell over the shoulder,

and the face was painted with stark black and white makeup,

Not only that, but a group of lifeless female models followed behind her,

"Oh, isn’t this Mr. William... You seem to be in good spirits! But remember to focus now that your delightful holiday is over. If you don’t concentrate on your performance, your position as the Chief Actor might be replaced."

"Catherine, are you okay?"

"Your eyesight is getting worse, can’t you see I’m in a great state? Let’s not chat anymore, I need to hurry back and prepare for my act, hoping to score high in the next performance."

Catherine didn’t stop for a moment, striding past William.

The malice exuding from her mingled with the scent of dreams, which would probably cause someone who caught even a whiff to have nightmares for months, or even die in their sleep.

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