Even as Yi Chen absorbed the chains cultivated from the extraterritorial divine body deep within the plantation,
the Warden prepared to head to the Ladder of Sin, where he would speak with the dead who had regained their sanity about prison management and the reopening of Endless Prison.
He had just left the plantation district when a tall, thin special monk, completely sealed in leather that even covered his head, came crawling over.
"Reporting to the Warden: a message came from the Tumor Core. Upgrade Ater Klemmer's Wanted Poster level!"
"What is that guy doing now?"
"Using the Smiling Face Club founded by Ater as a cover, he is searching throughout the Old World, hunting down the Skin Apostles who split apart and scattered from the Skin Factory."
"So far, eight apostles have been confirmed killed. They were skinned and absorbed for their flesh, leaving no remains."
"Skin Apostles who separated from the Skin Factory because the Bloodfolk and the factory merged and reformed, making them unable to accept the new factory system? Do you know why Ater suddenly targeted these Exiles?"
"We are still investigating... Should we dispatch Great Prison Monks to track down Ater?"
"One Great Prison Monk is nowhere near enough. We need at least two. We are short-handed at the moment, and there is also the matter of Baron Casass that needs handling... Send a reply to the Tumor Core. Tell them I will take action within ten days."
"Yes!"
Late that night, deep within a certain neutral city.
Laughter of every kind rang through the underground district. The city's entire sewer system had been occupied by the Smiling Face Club, and thousands of Sick Ones had gathered there to hold all kinds of 'perverted' activities. No matter what they did, they would make each