The final gentleman

I don’t know how much time has passed.

When Yi Chen opened his eyes again, there was only one canoe left in the center of the lake, and the female doctor and Lorian were no longer there.

However, his completely severed right half was packed in a special 'hemostatic plastic wrap' and placed on the bow of the ship.

According to Yi Chen's request, a simple moon mark was branded on the right half of his body. Under the influence of the mark, it would be in a hidden state invisible to others, and no one would find it even if it was buried at the bottom of the lake.

Looking at the half body at the bow of the boat, Yi Chen suddenly lowered his head and looked at the 'other right half' of his body.

There are no traces of stitching, and there are only slight differences compared to before.

The new 'right half' that grows on the body is slightly whiter, and even has a slight silvery luster under the moonlight.

Such subtle differences can be easily concealed by gentleman's clothing.

Just as Yi Chen was dressing quickly, Yuehen's exclamation voice suddenly came from within his body.

“William, when did you have such a thing in your body? You have so much vitality, no wonder you showed no signs of life passing during the operation.

oh! It was last time, right, the time I helped you. You seemed to be in a special area full of life.

Moreover, this umbilical cord seems to be very repulsive to me as an 'outsider'. Let it calm down quickly, otherwise the operation will have to be done again. 』

While Yuehen was speaking, Yi Chen could also feel the strong disturbance in the umbilical cord in his abdomen. He immediately tried to communicate with the umbilical cord and pass on this idea.

Slowly, the abdominal disturbance gradually disappeared.

"This is a gift from a friend, don't worry about it. 』

"I'm not interested in this kind of thing~ By the way, I can smell a feminine breath in it. Are you riding two boats now?" William. 』

"Freeze said……"

"Also, the right half of your body is now mine. Do you want to try your weapon made of the moon mouse?" The effect may be somewhat different. 』

Since Yi Chen accepts Yuehen's temporary union, he will not deliberately reject the other party's opinions and suggestions.

Take out the "Moon of Massacre" from the suitcase.

When the finger digs into the mechanism and pulls on the ax handle, it cuts into a full moon pattern.

Under the spotlight of the moon, the ax blade exudes a silvery luster far beyond ordinary, and even becomes a little ethereal, looming.

Yi Chen could intuitively feel that once the ax hits the target, it will leave a deeper moon mark, doubling the effect.

"You humans are quite good~ You can use the diseased core of that useless rat to forge such an almost flawless weapon."

That's it for the time being~ I'm going to take a rest. You quickly handle the things here and climb the mountain.

If you delay for too long, your body may unconsciously leave the part that belongs to me. If you have any side effects in the future, please don’t come to me. 』

As the sound of the moon marks dissipated, the spotlight falling between the clouds was also turned off, returning to calm.

Yi Chen's expression didn't change much, he just raised his hand to look at the time on his watch.

The communication and operation took a total of five hours, and the sun would rise soon.

He picked up the 'right body' wrapped in plastic wrap and made a standard entry into the water and headed towards the bottom of the lake.

During the dive, you can clearly see that the color of the cold lake is approaching black and the visibility is extremely low.

The burial area in the middle of the lake is covered with black hair, and there is no place to stay. It is weird and scary.

"Little Putao seems to be able to squeeze all of Cold Lake Cemetery dry..."

Yi Chen did not choose the area in the middle of the lake, but buried his right half in an inconspicuous middle circle area that was not affected by the black hair.

complete the burial,

I reconnected with the plant of Little Grape and returned to the boat to catch up on my sleep as if nothing had happened.

…

Cemetery manager's room.

Lame Field discussed with Reagan for a full four hours.

Field was shocked to see this obese young man in front of him who even took the chicken legs with him when he left the hotel.

What he talks about in his words, whether it is the understanding of concepts such as corpses, cemeteries, burials, etc., or the idea of ​​combining these things with contemporary technology, all meet or even exceed Field's inner standards.

These are not words that a young man could say at all.

From Field's perspective, this young man had the conditions to open a cemetery, and it was a scientific cemetery that had never been seen before, equipped with a power generation device.

After the final discussion, the lame Field didn't know how to restore the body with only one bone to a sound consciousness during life.

Out of admiration for the young man in front of him, he opened his sleeves and took off the bone bracelet on his wrist.

"If the cemetery is removed, this kind of tomb guarding prop will be useless to me... Since I can't help you recover your consciousness, this thing should be regarded as compensation.

The bracelet is made by me personally, which allows you to better communicate with 'her' to avoid losing control. "

When Reagan took the cold and wet bone bracelet, his gentleman's clothing immediately read the relevant prop information.

"Chain of Shackles" - A few special corpses will continue to grow during burial, and an additional cervical vertebrae will grow out of the skin, also known as the "Chain of Shackles". The bracelet is made of smelted multi-section chain bones and can improve the wearer's mental control.

After reading the bracelet information, Reagan's pupils showed an obvious scaling process.

"Thank you Mr. Field."

"With your [perception], you must be able to use this thing normally. Let's stop here tonight~ Staying up late is not a good habit. It's almost time for you to go back and rest. The upcoming trip to the Holy Grail Mountain will not be easy."

"Um."

After leaving the manager's house, Reagan first returned to the lakeside. After vaguely seeing the shadow of the boat in the middle of the lake and the figure lying on it, he left directly.

but,

When Reagan was about to walk out of the cemetery gate, he suddenly turned to the side of the ordinary graves that were not in a hurry to move. This type of graves set up on the shore belongs to the lowest category.

Putting on the bracelet, he pointed his palm towards the raised grave.

Swish, swish, swish~

The grave was loosened, and a rotten arm suddenly stretched out.

As Reagan's palm pressed down, the zombie's arm obediently retracted, sealing the opening with soil.

"What a good thing..."

…

evening

The three teams who had their last meal at the hotel will officially head to Mount Greyrel according to their respective chosen routes, to eliminate the rooted pathogens and find the location of the [Passage].

The white-haired Lotson, who was proficient in ancient magic, looked around the dinner table but never saw anyone, so he asked Reagan, who seemed to be more talkative:

"By the way, where is your captain? Why doesn't he come to eat?"

"William and Mr. Field now have some private matters to deal with, and he should be here soon."

"Mr. Field? No wonder I haven't seen him around today. I really envy this kind of genius~ There are people who like him everywhere."

Just when everyone walked out of the hotel and prepared to board their carriages,

Their vision was uniformly directed to the east side of the town, where the cemetery is located.

A strange black mist shaped like a demon's face filled the air, and was even getting thicker.

The gentlemen stationed here and even the chief doctor of Seagull Clinic rushed to check the situation in person. After all, it was Cold Lake Cemetery and the territory of the person in charge, Mr. Field.

If something happens there, the whole town will fall.