The Last Gentleman-Chapter 264: Night

Syndromes, that is, a set of related symptoms that occur together, are a collective manifestation of various symptoms that accompany each other in the pathological process.

Zede’s Fibromyalgia Syndrome was accompanied by several symptoms, all affecting the physical body, complementing each other, and making him exceptionally strong at the physical level.

Furthermore, his syndrome was acquired, formed after he was captured by the Suffering Monastery and managed to escape, leading to fundamental changes in his illness, an extremely rare occurrence.

As such,

after Zede lost control at the academy, even the collective efforts of the professors were unable to suppress him;they had to await the arrival of Principal Desline, who restricted him on a spatial level to completely seal him off.

Now,

sitting on the train, Yi Chen looked again at his teacher Zede, still unable to see through him thoroughly or discern the limits of his physical capabilities.

In a sudden exchange at the academy, Zede broke the shield made of Dead Sore with just a palm strike.

Moreover, his physical body could perfectly isolate death itself, discarding any contamination immediately to prevent death from seeping into the soul.

The more they discussed illness-related matters, the more excited Yi Chen became.

He was even eager to finish the clothing matters quickly so that he could return to paradise and have an all-out spar with Teacher Zede.

After a simple registration at the Gentleman Hall, he returned to the tailor shop on the lower street.

Upon seeing the enormous piece of “Gentleman’s Skin” Yi Chen brought, Mr. Ivan knew he would be busy for the next half month.

“Making garments with a Skin Content ≥50% is difficult;this 50% is a transformative threshold and carrying so much skin requires special materials.

I’ll have to ‘melt down’ all of your garments first and then craft them anew with fresh materials.

And since you, William, have broken through your previous limit, all related body measurements will need to be taken again.

Fortunately, the basement next door that you rented for dealing with relics is still available. You can rest there for the time being. Just come over as soon as you hear me calling.”

“Alright.”

“Oh! The materials for advanced garments are expensive, and I have to rely on some connections to procure them. These materials are heavily monopolized by the organization, usually only distributed to tailors directly affiliated with them.

There’ll be an additional substantial cost later on that you need to prepare for.”

“No problem,” Yi Chen patted the Identity Card in his pocket and nodded decisively.

His spar with Teacher Zede would have to wait until the garment crafting was complete, which would also be a good opportunity to seek advice on using the garments.

After treating the teacher to a meal, Yi Chen spent the remainder of the day in the tailor shop, his garments all removed and dissolved.

In the complex dissolution process, a flash of yellow briefly appeared in the liquid, which Ivan attributed to normalcy and ignored.

During the dissolution of his garments,

Yi Chen stood naked with his arms outstretched for over eight hours.

Mr. Ivan measured every inch of his body at least three times, especially certain critical areas that required more than ten measurements to minimize errors.

By the end of the session, it was late at night.

Dressed in temporary rental clothing, Yi Chen returned to rest in the basement he had once used to decipher the “Madman’s Box.”

He was woken up before five in the morning by a strong knocking sound coming from the wall, with Ivan’s voice asking Yi Chen to come over and feel the comfort and fit of five different types of fabrics.

Each trip to the tailor shop took several hours at a time,

and so Yi Chen settled into a routine, spending most of his time between two points, occasionally strolling the nearby streets. His irregular schedule over ten days led to a gradual decline in his mental state.

“The prototype of the final garment should be ready today;after a few more days of refinement, it should be nearly finished.”

“Being a tailor is really exhausting…” Yi Chen couldn’t help but complain as he walked out of the Clothing Room, looking tired.

“Are you interested? Your body has high precision, and you could definitely take the tailor’s assessment. If you obtain the certification, you could open or inherit a tailor shop in Zion or under the control of the Organization.

Especially those located in the suburbs, it’s considered one of the most leisurely Professions.”

“I’m not patient enough, so I’ll pass. Thank you, Mr. Ivan, see you tomorrow.”

“Right, it seems you’ve already chosen your path moving forward.”

Exiting the tailor shop, the street was nearly empty with just a few shops still lit;it was already two in the morning. Hurriedly, Yi Chen returned to the basement to sleep.

Having formed a routine over the past days,

Yi Chen walked down the stairs and lay down on the table where he used to play with Magic Cubes, falling asleep at once.

As he fell into a deep sleep, his arm, cushioning his head, grew a bit of black fuzz for added comfort.

Time passed, uncertain how much.

Thump, thump, thump! The familiar wall-knocking sound came again.

Yi Chen shot up as if triggered by a reflex, his eyes bleary with sleep as he instinctively headed to the clothing store for measurements.

When he emerged from the basement, the pitch-black street before him made Yi Chen pause, and his somewhat muddled brain cleared up considerably.

“Strange, why has Chasm Street gone dark? Shouldn’t there be shops operating here 24 hours a day…”

Yi Chen looked towards a shop without a sign that often had special customers coming in and out, only to find a ‘Closed for Business’ sign hanging on the tightly shut door.

“Could there be a surprise inspection by the organization today? By the way, what time is it now?”

Yi Chen glanced at his wristwatch, the hands pointed at three, which confused him greatly.

“Huh? I’ve only slept for an hour? Why does it feel like I’ve slept a long time, and my head doesn’t even feel that heavy… Is it the brain protection from epilepsy?”

He shook his head vigorously, and not only was there no discomfort, but he also became more alert.

Thinking that Mr. Ivan must still be waiting for him, he didn’t linger and immediately entered the adjacent Remus Clothing Store (Nameless). Just as Yi Chen stepped onto the staircase leading to the second floor—

Ha~ Suddenly, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

He whirled around to look at the mannequins in the first-floor area, all covered with headscarves, none close enough to cause a draft.

As Yi Chen focused intently on the group of mannequins, he caught a glimpse of something under one of their scarves appearing to move, even lifting the scarf slightly.

“Hm? What’s that!”

Just as Yi Chen was about to extend his spiritual power towards it… Smack! A hot, gloved hand suddenly landed on his shoulder, accompanied by a chiding voice:

“Why are you so slow? The sample garments are ready for dispatch early, come quickly and try it on with me! Don’t waste time.”

“Alright.”

Yi Chen followed Mr. Ivan into a hidden fitting room, where a distinctly styled garment was being showcased on a faceless mannequin in the center.

Compared to the previous black student style, this new sample garment represented a significant change.

White with ink patterns,

The inky tendrils were chaotically drawn over the surface of the garment, seemingly floating and even exhaling some sort of mist from various angles.

The shoes were in a fish scale pattern with a pale blue watery sheen, while the tie was a light pink octopus limb paired with an inky base, resulting in a discordant impression.

“Mr. Ivan, this style?”

“This is a bizarre style that struck me the night before last, and it’s just a sample for now. The design isn’t set in stone. The main purpose of tonight’s fitting is to check the size. If the style doesn’t work, we’ll adjust it later.”

“Okay.”

As Yi Chen moved forward and began to dress—

Thud thud thud! A knock on the door of the Clothing Room was heard, and Mr. Ivan turned to open it.

At that moment,

Yi Chen, who was trying on the clothes, began to feel an indescribable viscous sensation emanating from inside the garment, as if he had stepped into the mud and couldn’t move.

When Yi Chen tried to ask Mr. Ivan about this abnormal sensation,

Tentacles, which had emerged from the collar without notice, had already slipped into his mouth, churning and tumbling, eventually erasing it, making him completely silent.

It completely erased his mouth as an organ.

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These tentacles emerging from the inside of the garment continued to reach upwards, erasing the nose and ears, leaving only the ‘eyes’ at last.

At that moment,

The door of the Clothing Room opened.

To his surprise, standing outside was Yi Chen himself, who from the mouth shape appeared to be having a friendly conversation with Mr. Ivan, thanking him for completing the garment.

Then, the tentacles coiled into the eyeballs through the pupils, erasing the eyes as an organ.

Yi Chen turned into a faceless mannequin, completely immobile, with all his abilities sealed.

However, Yi Chen’s sense of touch didn’t disappear—he only felt someone approaching to touch his body,

Then, like undoing buttons, the chest and abdomen were opened up,

Organs were scooped out, and every bone was picked clean,

The one trying on the clothes slowly slipped Yi Chen’s limbs into his own body, relishing the warmth and snug fit of the flesh, a perfect fit…

And along with this sensation came a voice in his consciousness: “This skin really is comfortable.”

Buzz! Yi Chen suddenly awoke with a start on the desk!

A puddle of steaming black drool dripped onto the table’s surface…