The Gentleman at the End
Chapter 590 - 588 New Zion

Chapter 590: Chapter 588 New Zion

After a tour, the Blood Citizens had indeed made numerous changes to Zion, especially in certain special areas, such as the Divine Skin Mansion, Hippocrates Hospital, Omphalo-Centric-Academy, and the Power Station.

These areas, once specially planned and prioritized for construction by the Organization, were all being utilized by the Blood Citizens.

The entire hospital had become the Blood Citizens’ biological research zone, and for some unknown reason, the area where the hospital was located suffered from relentless blood rain,

As for the once familiar academy, William simply couldn’t get close to it,

The train that led to the academy had been replaced by a train of blood and flesh, which only nobility could access, and it was protected by a blood barrier. It was unclear what kind of changes the Blood Citizens were making to the academy, nor could it be determined whether teacher Zede had been sealed within it.

William also couldn’t get close to the power station but, when passing through the surrounding districts, he saw many intellectually advanced Blood Citizens actually wearing the neat uniforms of power station employees, marching in line toward it. They seemed very interested in human technology.

Although he had only passed through the Public Area, this tour of ’New Zion’ deepened William’s understanding of the Blood Citizens,

The inferior Blood Citizens were more aggressive and struggled to control their desire for fresh blood.

However, to the high-level Blood Citizens, this base nature was seen as a good thing. Nobles could keep inferior Blood Citizens as pets, feeding them regular blood rewards, making them suitable as slaves and for labor-intensive tasks.

Working 996 was considered a huge gift for them, while 007 was the norm, and providing them with fresh blood daily could significantly improve their work efficiency, which was why the colonial construction had progressed so swiftly.

Moreover, if an inferior Blood Citizen showed talent, they too would receive training and might even have the chance to rise to nobility.

For the talented and powerful Blood Citizens, especially the nobles, most were quite rational and even had manners... They were willing to actively learn the remnants of human culture, and their speech and behavior exuded noble elegance.

After the Blood Citizens occupied Zion, the city didn’t turn into a rotten city overflowing with stench and mud-sodden blood.

On the contrary, the Blood Citizens adopted the architectural style of humanity and integrated their themes of illness and noble ideals, creating a rather impressive bloody city, or what they called their ’new estate’.

If William bore no grudges against these Blood Citizens, he might have acknowledged their actions to some extent.

Unfortunately, the memory of being hunted down in the past was too vivid,

and William could tell that these seemingly rational, humble, and etiquette-abiding nobles were actually just wearing a mask to restrain themselves.

This ’mask’ that could contain their true nature was likely chosen after their defeat in the war. The Blood Citizens were very aware of their current situation—without the Plague Master’s presence, without the shelter of the Source Epidemic Area, and carrying treasures, their continued madness would only lead to self-destruction.

Once the Blood Citizens rebuilt the Source Epidemic Area and the Plague Master was restored, they would undoubtedly remove their ’masks’ and reveal their true nature... Thus, in William’s view, it was necessary to eradicate them root and branch before that time came.

Meanwhile, as William and Lorrian leisurely strolled through the Blood Citizens’ ’new estate’,

Viscount Dimitri, having concluded his meeting, had already returned to his residence, ready to indulge in two beautiful young men ahead of time.

But he searched high and low throughout his domain without any sign of them, and even his ever-loyal butler had strangely disappeared also.

Just as Viscount Dimitri was on the brink of enraged desperation, preparing for a citywide search and intending to change tonight’s ’body service’ to ’physical torture’,

the mansion’s front door was opened from the outside, and the butler returned.

However, only a silver-haired youth followed behind the butler.

Though the silver-haired youth was also handsome, Viscount Dimitri found him slightly androgynous—he preferred the other youth, who had a more muscular physique and exuded masculinity.

Slap!

Viscount Dimitri’s conspicuous insect wings burst open on his back, and he instantly moved from the end of the hallway to the entrance, seizing the butler’s head with one hand.

"Who allowed you to let them out! Hadn’t we agreed they were only to move around the mansion?"

Expecting some explanation from the butler, the one whose head was being gripped calmly replied, "I apologize, my respected master, but I simply could not refuse Mr. William’s request—the commands he gives take precedence over all else.

Mr. William also asked me to pass a message to you—’Die a little slower’! Hahaha~ Hahaha!"

The butler suddenly began to laugh manically, uncontrollably.

Viscount Dimitri crushed the butler’s head in his hand on the spot, yet even as the brain matter splattered, the laughter didn’t stop, aggravating the viscount even more. He even resorted to unleashing the Blood Secret Technique within his own home, bombarding the butler’s body mercilessly.

Only when not a single piece of flesh remained did the laughter finally cease.

Panting, the viscount calmed down a bit, but then he noticed the silver-haired youth Lorrian opening all the windows of the residence, allowing the outside moonlight to penetrate fully.

"What are you doing?"

"It’s stuffy, just opening the windows, relax."

"How dare you, a lowly commoner, speak to me, Viscount Dimitri, like this! I’ll drain you dry tonight!"

Viscount Dimitri pounced toward the youth at the window and wrapped the silver-haired youth’s neck with a blood whip shot from his palm, leading him toward the depths of the residence like walking a dog.

As they crossed the vestibule and pushed open the door of the innermost chamber.

Creak—the door hinge turned.

But the scene before him wasn’t the torture chamber for manservants he had envisioned, devoid of the various toys he had meticulously designed,

it was a surgery room filled with various cold surgical instruments,

A tall female doctor and a bandaged nurse stood by the operating table, waving at him simultaneously.

Viscount Dimitri suddenly realized the real sense of crisis; his Blood Plague surged within him trying to awaken his brain...

His brain swayed, and when he reevaluated the situation before him, he was not holding the so-called silver-haired youth at all. Instead, he was being tightly held by a dog chain.

With a forceful shake, the viscount was fastened to the operating table.

Lorrian went through the entire process without saying a word, proceeding directly with a craniotomy... he was going to familiarize himself completely with Viscount Dimitri through this surgery to perfect the disguise he was about to undertake.

Zero anesthesia combined with moonlit brain arousal kept Viscount Dimitri fully conscious and perceptive throughout,

...

On the other side.

William, having separated from Lorrian, came alone to the Blood Bag Wall.

He had many ways to penetrate this high wall by himself, such as using the Star Secret Technique to contact the Principal, allowing him to teleport away right then and there.

What he was contemplating now was how to enable the organization’s army to breach the wall and invade within a short timeframe.

Madness Brain spun,

Hundreds of wall-breaking plans were successively vetoed,

Either they would take too much time, giving the blood-citizens the chance to bring over more powerful individuals from the Old World, or it would consume too much energy and possibly lead to a sudden attack by the blood-citizens.

"Forget it, this wall that reaches the ’Source Epidemic Area’ level is meant to withstand massive military assaults. Moreover, I don’t understand the foundation of the organization or the abilities of certain gentlemen; I can’t analyze it all on my own.

Better to replicate the detailed structure as much as possible and bring it back; they might have a better way."

As William worried about the wall, the yellow font reappeared on his retina.

≮Since the Skin Factory personnel aren’t left here, there’s no need for me to deliberately hide.

If the wall contains skin structure, as long as you can touch it directly, I can use ’Skin Recovery’ to rapidly absorb these skin components, and maybe even obtain some skin essence that I can use.

Five seconds can drain 50×50m of skin... Due to my current Skin Content, that’s as much as I can manage.≯

"Yellow Skin, it feels like you’ve got a lot of motivation this time."

≮As long as it’s something close to our ultimate goal, I’ll lend all the assistance I can, hurry up and launch the assault... I always feel that this group of blood-citizens aren’t that foolish, and it would be very dangerous if they realize something is amiss and prepare for it.≯