The Last Gentleman

Chapter 279: Initial Exploration of the Nightmare

Hippocrates Hospital

Four gentlemen, sitting in wheelchairs with special breathing apparatus attached to their faces and tubes inserted into their necks and wrists, were sealed in an isolation chamber, undergoing “Nightmare Exploration (Trial).”

Outside the isolation room,

Principal Gregory Alaus, Deputy Principal Andre Vissari, and other important figures of the hospital stood monitoring the entire process.

The select group of elite gentlemen included two who were interning at the hospital, preparing for their medical assessment next month.

After they volunteered to participate in nightmare exploration, the hospital promised that if they could return alive and bring back useful intelligence, they would be exempt from the comprehensive medical examination and only need to verify the most basic medical skills to obtain their credentials.

However.

After half an hour had passed,

the detectors, which had been relatively stable, simultaneously triggered alarms, and the four men strapped to the wheelchairs began to convulse violently.

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All four vomited at the same time, with a massive amount of black filth pouring out of their bodies, conveniently blackening the one-way glass of the isolation chamber and also obscuring the hidden cameras.

At the same time, the monitoring equipment connected to them also lost contact.

The sudden incident caused the hospital staff to lose surveillance of the isolation chamber instantly. Principal Alaus immediately stood up, covered his entire body with his clothes, and prepared to lead a team to intervene when,

there was activity inside the isolation room, and someone began to clean the glass, slowly wiping away the vomited ink smeared on the one-way glass.

The tool used to wipe the glass was very peculiar,

one of the gentlemen aspiring to be a doctor peeled off his own facial skin completely and used it as a rag, methodically wiping out a black, eerie smile on the one-way glass. He was also tilting his head, smiling, as if greeting the people outside.

The others in the room also had strange expressions and were trying to leave the isolation chamber.

Five minutes later,

having confirmed that escape from the isolation chamber and spreading nightmares were impossible, all four turned their heads at the same time and stared at the people behind the one-way glass.

Plop! Their eyeballs nearly slid out in unison, crashing to the floor, and then nightmare tentacles began to squirm out of the eye sockets.

Succedaneously, their noses, mouths, and ear cavities showed signs of tentacle growth.

Just then,

a specially formulated death gas flooded into the room through the cracks in the walls, and the gentlemen contaminated by the gas began to wither away and die, eventually turning into a puddle of pus.

This gas was a product of Deputy Principal Vissari, typically used in emergency situations during patient re

“I can’t see anything strange for the moment, what’s your plan for exploration?”

“Don’t rush to make an exploration plan. This is the first time we’re actively intervening in a nightmare, so we’ll just wander for now. We’ll think about how to explore and delve deeper once we’ve collected enough information.”

Yi Chen walked out of the fitting room,

The control room, which should have contained people like Principal Desline, was empty. The light was dimmed, and with the aid of Vision from Little Grape, one could see specks of black material floating sparsely throughout the environment.

Leaving the sleeping chamber for the outside passage, the surroundings were equally gloomy, but in sight was a ‘person’.

An employee of the Power Station was standing at the end of the corridor, repeatedly smashing his face against the cylindrical facial recognition device.

One could even see teeth scattered across the floor, broken tongues, and the thick blood strung from his face.

He showed no reaction to Yi Chen’s gradual approach.

Little Grape could only perceive a faint black luster from him, much less than the Jin killed in the changing room and the cut clothes.

Just as Yi Chen’s right hand formed a Black Hand Axe and he carefully approached,

When the distance between them closed to three meters, the other suddenly gathered strength for a heavy, forceful face slam… Crack! His entire face caved in and fused with the identifying panel.

Oddly enough,

Ding!

The recognizer actually worked, and the safety door to the next area opened.

“Is it actively luring me to another area?”

Yi Chen crouched slightly, retrieving an ‘Identity Card’ from the broken uniform of the employee, his gaze briefly catching the sight of a smile on the disfigured face.

Securing the Identity Card, he continued towards the Deep.