Tailor-Made

"Custom Clothing"

This is the final stage before becoming a Gentleman.

Gentleman's Skin, As an important medium connecting to the growth system, after the individual completes their job selection through ritual activation, it will be reused and, by the tailor's hand, processed into the essential [Clothing] for every Gentleman.

Clothing made primarily from Gentleman's Skin, not only provides effective "Diseased Isolation," allowing Gentlemen to confront pathogens directly and engage in various investigation and clearing activities in the mysterious and dangerous Gray Zone.

It also more intuitively displays the connection between the individual and the growth system, allowing them to check their own status.

Different materials for the skin naturally result in different qualities of clothing...

Of course, this is just the initial attire, representing the [Starting Point].

Gentlemen who join an organization can acquire more "Skin" by completing various missions. If their performance is exceptionally outstanding, they can also meet the First Gentleman.

The "Skin" obtained later, can be used to supplement, strengthen, or even remake the clothing.

However, although the "Gentleman's Skin" obtained through the assessment is just the [Starting Point], Yi Chen has taken a slightly larger step this time.

[Second Floor]

A spacious loft with no visual obstructions, the walls and ceiling are covered with large mirrors, more like a dance studio, a stark contrast to the first floor crowded with humanoid sculptures.

The customer only needs to stand in the center, and the shop owner can use the mirrors to see through the individual's bodily information, using it as the basis for [Full Customization].

This information also includes "state of mind."

After carefully observing Yi Chen through this method, the shop owner completely let down his guard and introduced himself:

"My name is Corol Ivan, and I am the owner of this Nameless Tailor Shop. I have long since severed my cooperative relationship with the organization and will not be responsible for any tailoring work assigned by them.

I only help out friends when I'm in a good mood.

I didn't expect someone as rigid as Owl would have an exception, introducing you to me privately... However, to receive such a large piece of initial skin, it's indeed worth his serious attention.

Before proceeding with the full customization, I have a few questions for you.

Briefly introduce yourself, including your background, important experiences, and especially your letter selection."

"William Berens..."

Yi Chen began his introduction with his experience in the [Seven-Day Graveyard].

Upon hearing that this young man was a "late bloomer," killing the Diseased with a normal person's body and taking the lead in the assessment, shop owner Ivan's eyes widened, and he re-examined Yi Chen from head to toe.

Later, when he heard that there were two excellent options, blue and black, and Yi Chen actually chose the purple letter with its immense unknown potential, the shop owner became even more energized.

He didn't ask for the reason, but instead took a deep breath, as if a major project was about to begin.

"You... are indeed different. I completely understand why Owl chose you now.

Due to the complexity of your situation and the rather special skin you've brought, [Full Customization] is expected to take 24 hours, during which you must be available on call... You can sleep here until the creation is complete."

"Here?"

"Yes... pick a spot yourself.

You've already been tagged as a 'guest,' and the stone carvings below won't attack you.

Finally, please maintain absolute quiet in the tailor shop.

Unless you hear my call, you are strictly prohibited from entering the tailoring room and disturbing my work."

Shop owner Ivan took the heavy black box, He stumbled towards a large mirror and pushed open a hidden door behind it.

A pungent gas immediately wafted out, causing Yi Chen, standing a few meters away, slight discomfort.

It was less a "tailoring room" and more like a special laboratory storing dangerous reagents.

Yi Chen instinctively wanted to sneak a peek, but Corol Ivan shot him a look that shut him down.

Click!

The hidden door was locked.

Yi Chen could only shrug and sit down against the wall.

"Since I haven't been officially assigned a place to stay yet, lying here and resting for a day isn't too bad."

The mental exhaustion from the occupational ritual washed over him.

Curled up in the corner by the wall, he soon fell asleep.

However, during his sleep, he was woken up multiple times for strange, even perverse measurements.

For example:

A fine needle was inserted into his finger joints to measure the inner diameter;

or his clothes were lifted to record the number of folds around his navel and how it changed when he stood, sat, or lay flat.

Even his more private "back door" had various measurements taken.

On one occasion, waking up groggily, he found the shop owner squatting in front of him, furiously jotting something down in a small notebook like a pervert.

Of course, there were also seemingly normal moments.

He tried on about five sample garments midway, and the owner's expression wasn't good each time, even showing a hint of killing intent... until the sixth try, when he finally looked slightly satisfied.

Thus, he spent the entire day in extreme unease, feeling constantly spied upon and physically touched by a pervert.

With only one hour left until the scheduled customization, Yi Chen, still leaning against the wall, unmoving, began to feel a sense of anticipation, even imagining several different styles of gentleman's attire.

Just then, a faint shuffling of footsteps could be heard from downstairs.

It seemed another guest had arrived at the tailor shop.

Thinking that his [attire] was in the final stages of production, Yi Chen tiptoed downstairs, intending to remind the newcomer to be quiet.

As he reached the corner of the stairs, he bumped directly into the mysterious guest.

The person wore a completely sealed mask with colorful patterns and no holes.

Paired with an ostentatious floral suit, it looked as if various colors of paint had been accidentally spilled onto it.

However, this unexpected closeness also allowed Yi Chen to detect a faint, elegant fragrance, seemingly emanating from the other person's body.

"You are..."

Yi Chen immediately recalled, this flamboyant youth was an examinee from his batch, ranked in the same grading tier as Edmund and the others during the assessment phase.

Moreover, his score had reached [92], second only to Yi Chen among the examinees.

And during the brief overview of his assessment experience in the review session, this person had single-handedly killed the fully metamorphosed [Town Chief] during the assessment in Green Lake Town, while also completing a "thorough cleansing" of the town hall... It was a pity that his investigation direction was flawed, and he failed to reach and eliminate the Giant Eye at the bottom of the lake like Yi Chen had.

However, Yi Chen's impression of 'him' was limited to this; he hadn't paid any attention to this person's presence when entering the town earlier.

Suddenly, the colorful mask moved incredibly close, even touching Yi Chen's face and rubbing against it.

He could faintly hear the sound of breathing beneath the mask, as if it were sniffing Yi Chen's body odor.

This situation lasted for a full minute.

The mask moved away, and a voice, a mix of male and female tones but leaning more towards the latter, spoke:

"Hey~ Man!

With your physique, how did you kill the [Watcher]? Also, your 'Emblem' isn't clearly displayed either; it seems to be hidden in a rather private area."

"Could you spare some time for me to thoroughly examine your body?"

"Of course..."

At this point, The person slightly adjusted their patterned gloves, Placing their hands flat against their slightly puffed-out chest, fingers spread.

"'Equal Exchange.' You can examine my body freely as well.

Because my Emblem is also hidden in a very mysterious place~ What do you say?"