Nightmare.
Something that Yi Chen had abandoned long ago.
During his time in the orphanage, if the nightmares turned the teachers into ghosts, or deliberately created some horror scenes, it would make Yi Chen feel comfortable and interesting. On the contrary, the reality of the orphanage itself made people more painful and frightened.
Gradually, Yi Chen almost stopped having nightmares.
In order to adapt to the high-pressure life in the orphanage, even the number of dreams gradually decreased, and the body adapted to have an efficient dreamless sleep every night.
Even after coming to this sick world, I still seldom dream and have never had a nightmare.
However, the nightmare experience just now made Yi Chen sweat profusely, as if it really happened, as if his body was really cut open and worn as clothing by others.
Looking at the black smoke emitting from the liquid on the table, it was the dead pus that was unintentionally secreted due to the stimulation of the brain by the nightmare.
“Something is affecting me.
Such a vivid nightmare couldn't have come out of nowhere. The theme of the nightmare was that I turned into the clothes myself. Was it related to the "gentleman's skin"
Since I became a gentleman, I have been wearing clothes almost all the time. Even when I sleep, the clothes can be transformed into a sleeping bag structure, providing me with a good sleeping environment. I wear them almost 24 hours a day when I am on a mission.
So there is a certain 'dependency' on clothing
"During this period of time, I haven't been able to wear my clothes for more than ten days because they were being remade. Was it because of my dependence on the clothes that I had the nightmare just now?"
With doubts in his mind, Yi Chen walked out of the basement.
It was already noon of the next day. The long sleep and the strange nightmare made Yi Chen a little hungry. He first had a big bowl of braised pork noodles in a nearby store and then went to the nameless clothing store alone.
When walking to the corner of the stairs, Yi Chen still couldn't help but look at the group of models on the first floor, but found nothing unusual.
When I arrived at the second floor, which was constructed with giant mirrors like a dance studio, the door of the dressing room was closed, and there was a faint sense of weirdness. The scene seemed to overlap with last night's dream.
The feeling of uneasiness urged Yi Chen to step forward and knock on the secret door of the garment room.
Following the sound of footsteps, Mr. Yin Wan, wearing a half-mask and with a tired face, opened the door.
"Hmm? How come you came here without notifying me... But you came at the right time. The clothing samples have just been revised. Come and try them on."
Still the faceless model stands at the deepest part,
Completely different from the weird outfit in the dream, the clothes worn by the model have not yet been colored. They are the original flesh-colored "gentleman's leather" and look like a human leather coat.
This reminded Yi Chen of the situation in his dream where he turned into skin and was 'wearing'.
"What are you doing here? Go try them on."
Yin Wan's words brought Yi Chen back to his senses.
"I had a dream last night..."
Yi Chen decisively narrated his dream experience, which made Yin Wan look puzzled.
Yi Chen continued to ask: "Mr. Yin Wan, is it possible that I haven't worn any clothes these days? After all, I have been wearing clothes before, and the long-term contact with the skin has made my body dependent on it?"
"No, at least I've never met one.
When I served the organization in the past, I handled the production of many advanced costumes. Even the costume of old man Chamberson was made by me.
Although the addiction to the skin does exist, it is not enough to cause such intense and vivid nightmares.
Maybe it has something to do with your breakthrough in your limit. After all, the relic you chose belongs to the lunatics, and those guys were also crazy in the old world.
Garment making is a major part of your life these days, and combined with the long hours without getting dressed, it's ultimately causing the epileptic properties of your brain to go off during sleep.
If you are worried, you can go to the hospital for a check-up."
"OK."
"Stop talking nonsense and try on the clothes! There is still a lot of work to be done later."
After saying that, Mr. Yin Wan took out a pair of scissors from his pocket and threw it over, and Yi Chen caught it steadily.
"Scissors?"
"Yes, I deliberately left some places on the clothing sample unstitched. If you fix it yourself, it will make it more suitable."
"OK."
Yi Chen got close to the model, and just when he was curious about where the seams needed to be cut, he found that the shirt was actually stuck to the model's skin.
The seams of the shirt are where you need to slit.
Mr. Yin Wan's voice came again, "Yes, I used a unique bionic clothing production method. You only need to 'open the line' along the midline of the model's body.
Remember to clean out the model's internal organs and bones."
When he heard these words, Yi Chen immediately thought of his dream.
A sense of weirdness spread in the air, and the tungsten filament bulbs above began to flicker.
He turned his head suddenly and saw Mr. Yin Wan with his mouth open, and there was obviously something like a tentacle wriggling in his mouth.
"Try it on quickly, this is the costume I worked so hard to make for you~"
As he spoke, inky, smoking tentacles emerged from Yin Wan's mouth and spread out like an octopus.
Buzz!
Wake up again.
A pool of smoking pus flowed onto the table, and Yi Chen stood up suddenly!
This time he did not hesitate and directly activated his own disease ability. Clang! Barbed iron chains grew out from his arms and dragged on the ground.
Yi Chen found a beam that was heavy enough to bear the weight, took out the black umbilical cord, and hung himself.
While hanging, he whips himself with chains to ensure that each spike accurately hits his body, stimulating key acupuncture points and causing maximum pain.
Even though blood was constantly spilling and his body was full of holes, Yi Chen still had no intention of stopping.
Bang!
Due to the excessive number of holes in the waist and abdomen, the lower body was directly severed with a strong blow.
The umbilical cord in a hanging state also had the opposite effect, constantly draining away Yi Chen's vitality and leading him to death faster.
When the pain fills my body and I am about to die,
The basement scene in front of me was crumbling piece by piece like skin being peeled off... Buzz!
Wake up again
The wooden table that was supposed to be used for rest had been completely corroded by the pus that overflowed from the corners of Yi Chen's mouth, leaving only a small pool of fluid on the ground.
The black umbilical cord seemed to have self-awareness, hanging Yi Chen up in reality.
The whole body is covered with spikes, especially the head.
The face was painted with "dead makeup", and it seemed that the makeup was just applied not long ago.
"Fuck!"
Yi Chen couldn't help but swear, and immediately released the tension in his body and returned to normal.
"If I don't have these abilities to break the illusion, I'm afraid I'll be trapped in it forever... What's going on?!"
Yi Chen walked out of the basement wearing clothes full of holes, like a homeless man.
Coo! An owl landed directly on his shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, Professor Chamberson, with a serious face, descended from the sky, and clasped Yi Chen's shoulders tightly with his eagle-claw-like hands. Some kind of cold wind entered his body through the touch points of his fingers, testing Yi Chen's physical condition.
"William! Are you okay?"
"Huh? Professor Chamberson, why are you here..."
"The principal specifically reminded me to come over to check on you! Judging from your mental state and your tattered clothes, something must have happened, right?"
"I had a nightmare last night. A very dangerous nightmare."
"Sure enough!" Chamberson's eyes widened immediately when he heard the word 'nightmare'.
Yi Chen quickly asked, "Huh? Is there anyone else in the city having a nightmare?"
"This incident dates back to three months ago, when an ordinary resident of the middle-class street area named Marco Velasquez was found dead at home. He seemed to have suffered a severe shock before his death, but nothing was found after the autopsy.
Since then, 1 to 5 people have died in similar circumstances every week, and later, according to the joint investigation of the Prophet's Joint Monitoring Force, it was determined that their deaths seemed to be related to nightmares. "
Yi Chen immediately realized something, "Wait! Professor Chamberson, if I'm not mistaken, the deceased had the habit of taking off clothes to sleep?"
“Yes, after investigation, we found that they were all sleeping with their clothes off before they died.
About a month ago, Zion notified all areas that everyone should wear clothes when sleeping. You were with the principal at the time and did not receive the notice. "
Chamberson reached out and wiped the holes in Yi Chen's clothes. "The clothes Yin Wan gave you also contain gentleman's leather... Maybe because it doesn't match you, it's not the original clothes that failed to protect you."
"Has some unknown pathogen that can cause nightmares invaded Zion?"
"It's hard to say. Hippocrates Hospital has not yet come to a conclusion. After all, once this kind of thing is made public, the organization will become chaotic.
Anyway, I hope you're okay.
Also, your costume is probably almost done, so don't sleep until you put it on. Go talk to the principal about this afterwards, as you, as a survivor, will help to find out the truth about the nightmare."
(End of this chapter)