Previously, inside the auction house, due to the distance and the private room between them, and the influence of the Duke's aura, Yi Chen was unable to observe this leather slave with gangrene pyoderma thoroughly.
And the other party was actually skinning himself at the booth, perfectly separating the body from the skin, and it seemed that there was really no problem.
But when this skin was directly displayed in front of Yi Chen, whether it was the vision provided by Little Grape or the cortical induction given by Yellow Skin, they could clearly capture the true consciousness stored in the gangrenous skin.
Or maybe it could be said that this skin is the main body, and the dead body being skinned on the stage is just the previous occupant.
Based on its comprehensive knowledge of the leather factory at that time, Huangpi started searching from its deep memories and found a leather slave who met the criteria, a wanted fugitive from the leather factory.
Skin Guest
When Necrotic Dead Skin heard the young man in yellow calling out his real name, he was stunned and his face changed drastically. He wanted to escape from here at all costs.
Once again, hundreds of appendages formed by gangrenous tissue grew out from his skin, bursting out at the speed of the open source limit, trying to find the boundary of the consciousness space and then break it through his own means.
However, in this maze-like building that looked like an orphanage, no matter how he went around, he would always end up back at the starting point.
The young man in the mysterious yellow clothes would always appear at a certain intersection, holding a leather Bible in one hand and waving at him with the other, and his ghost would linger around.
The Skin Man's state of mind was already in chaos when he saw the Yellow Skin. Coupled with the repeated cycles of the maze, his state of mind became more and more confused until it was completely broken.
He began to break down the walls and dig the ground.
Even so, there is still a similar passage behind the broken wall, and there is no way to escape.
At this time, the young man's voice came from behind him:
"Skin Bag Man, a loser on the path, a wanted fugitive who relies on taking over the bodies of skin slaves to prolong his life... I didn't expect you to be so embarrassed and have such a bad character. How did you escape the pursuit of the leather factory
"I just imprisoned you in the consciousness space and you became panic-stricken. What are you afraid of? Why don't you dare to attack me? Wouldn't it be possible to break the impasse directly by killing me?"
The Skin Guest, whose defense had been broken, could no longer calm down and think. He suddenly twisted his centipede-like body and pounced towards the source of the sound.
Card~
What was shredded and torn was just a mannequin covered in yellow rags.
At the same time, a young man in a yellow robe holding a Bible strolled out from the other side of the passage, watching all this with a smile, as if a puppet string had been connected to the top of the Skin Man's head that he could control.
"If you can't kill me, just calm down and think.
The consciousness space cannot be perfect, there must be an entrance and exit. Have you ever thought that the exit is actually inside the wooden door next to you? "
Yi Chen's words were like shelled viruses that drilled into the man's skin and attached themselves to the brain, as if drilling the tongue into the cracks in the brain and whispering irreversibly deep inside.
The Skinner was once again bewitched and attracted by the words. He immediately turned around and broke through the wooden door beside him.
However, he did not leave the consciousness space because of entering the wooden door. Instead, he fell into the deeper part of consciousness because of the pull of his thoughts.
The entire skin was forcibly tightened into a human shape and tied to a standard operating table with "Montenegro Orphanage" printed on it.
As the essence of consciousness was unearthed, the Skinner's true form was also exposed - a middle-aged man whose entire body was burnt due to the failure of the pathway.
In the operating room, the young man in yellow robe was standing aside, selecting instruments, and finally pulled out a cranial saw.
He walked over with a smile and moved a strong light in front of the Skin Guest's eyes. The strong light made his consciousness blurry and difficult to think, and the operation began.
Kaka~ The young man said as he cut the skull:
"You chose to attend the Duke's auction in order to try your luck and see if you could buy a suitable skin, or directly buy a skin slave to possess.
Who knew that you were drawn to the stage, and you used the same trick to auction your own skin, hoping to attract skin slave customers like me... Congratulations on your success! However, I am not easy to be possessed.
Next, I will examine and repair your brain to remove the evil in you."
Clang~ As the words fell, the skull fell with them.
It contains a brain scorched by a failed pathway,
"How pitiful! Your brain has been burned to this point. No wonder your mind is completely twisted. Wait a moment, and you will be free soon."
After breaking through the Skin Guest's psychological defenses, Yi Chen prepared to begin his special education.
However, he was not interested in whether such a wanted criminal could become a student. He only cared about the appearance.
Moreover, there is no need to show any mercy when dealing with such a vicious leather slave who even wants to occupy his body.
Therefore, Yi Chen wanted to do an experiment here, an experiment that could maximize the use of the Skin Guest.
Because of the failure of his path, the Skin Man has been in a state of withering. He relies on taking over the bodies of other Skin Slaves to prolong his life, and he has been wandering between the boundary of life and death.
Another reason why he was not dead was the characteristics of his own skin. This extremely aggressive and contagious gangrenous skin was somewhat similar to the death plague.
The dark, diseased skin tissue was getting closer to death as the Skinman's path failed.
Yi Chen attached great importance to this point. He wanted to make an attempt to see whether the gangrenous skin of the Skin Man could really withstand the attribute of death and whether he could combine with it.
The lettering begins.
Yi Chen began to carve words with his fingers dripping with black liquid. When the black liquid soaked into the brain, the burnt brain did not die directly, but maintained its integrity.
"I guessed right! The Skinman, who has been on the verge of death due to the failure of his path, already has a certain degree of death resistance. That's great, you better hold on."
When the pitch-black word "epilepsy" was perfectly engraved, the skin man lying on the operating table had lost a lot of vitality, but was still alive and his brain remained intact.
"Teacher~" He stopped struggling and shouted out two words with great difficulty.
"Very good, you have temporarily withstood death, but it is not enough! There is only one thing you need to do next. Don't let the teacher down."
Yi Chen smiled as he replaced the man's skull. At the same time, he dissolved the consciousness space created by the epileptic brain and returned to the hotel.
The gangrenous skin that looked like a facehugger had been peeled off and was curled up beside Yi Chen like a pet. The skin disease that had spread in the room was also completely retracted into the skin.
"Little Grape, keep the seal. I'm going to the bathroom to take care of something."
"Um."
Yi Chen stood up and led the newly tamed skin guest to the bathroom.
He closed and locked the door, and walked straight to the bathtub, which was also made of gold. After confirming that such a golden bathtub could be used as a 'container', Yi Chen began his personal plan.
Put your hands on the edge of the bathtub and put your head in it.
Buzz!
Accompanied by a strong sense of death,
The black dead liquid stored in the deepest part of the epileptic brain began to overflow, dripping, dripping~ drops of black liquid flowed out from the seven holes on the face and continuously dripped into the bathtub.
Even slowly increase the flow rate until it fills half the bathtub.
This process almost drained Yi Chen dry. The "dead man's makeup" would not be able to be turned on for a period of time, and he would need a long period of rest to recover.
At this time, the yellow skin in the body sent a text warning:
≮William, this is a rare high-quality skin. If anything goes wrong, it will be completely wasted. Even if you go to the leather factory and perform well, you may not be able to get this aggressive and infectious skin. ≯
"If you want to do something, you have to do it to the best of your ability. If you have to settle for a defective product, I would rather not... "
Huangpi no longer sent any text messages, seemingly acknowledging this practice.
Yi Chen, with a pale and haggard face, turned to the Skinner in the corner and gave his last order as a teacher:
"Go ahead, immerse yourself completely in it, and drown in it... Do not refuse death, this is what you deserve."
"Yes, teacher."