Seeing the young man who had clearly still been hanging moments ago appear here the next second after passing through all kinds of seals in the laboratory, the bald researchers found it utterly incomprehensible.
Even more incomprehensible was that the rope capable of hanging a god had been removed in an instant, while the young man before them seemed completely unaffected by the suicide.
"This... wait! You can't leave yet! This thing must be stored in a specialized containment box to ensure that it doesn't leak the flavor of death."
"There's no need. Wearing it on me is more stable than any so-called containment box."
Yi Chen did not want to explain too much. He simply slipped his right hand into his pocket and took out that old Hanging Rope.
The moment the rope appeared, the bald men were so frightened that they immediately activated the protective systems, causing cylindrical isolation shields to rise from their collars.
At the same time, they completely disconnected their visual nerves and reduced the activity of their brain cells as much as possible.
Yet as time passed, no dangerous alarm sounded in the laboratory. Even the testing garments they wore detected no abnormal readings at all.
Only after confirming that everything was safe did they slowly lower the isolation shields, reconnect their visual nerves, and observe the young man before them and the forbidden artifact in his hand.
Indeed, the Hanging Rope in Yi Chen's hand had become an ordinary rope. The death coiling around it had been linked to his body, flowing entirely into him without leaking out anymore.
The handover officer took out a detector and stepped forward to read the parameters of the Forbidden Sin Artifact. He discovered that it had become barely distinguishable from an ordinary object, and was indeed