The Prince Charming?

After a brief rest, Li Ziran rose again, gathered up all the skin sheets, and walked over to Jenny, whose face was a mangled mess of flesh and blood. By now, the rotten flesh and necrotic nerves had all been cleared away, revealing fresh layers of tender meat. Nerves sprouted from the raw flesh like young shoots, looking even more like a clump of untrimmed body hair.

These were terminal nerves, controlling the epidermis and the flesh beneath the dermis.

He took out scissors and began branching these terminal nerves. Then he harvested some nerves from the face of the girl beside him, connecting every facial nerve and shaping their ends into something like docking ports.

This was a little trick for nerve docking that Li Ziran had recently developed. As long as they were shaped this way, and the nerves on the facial skin were likewise woven into matching ports, the two ports could be connected, completing the nerve link with ease.

It saved both time and effort, and made mistakes less likely.

Once all the facial nerves had been dealt with, he treated the blood vessels in exactly the same way. Only after preparing these two most crucial systems did Li Ziran shift his gaze to the skin sheets he had imprinted.

"Time to get to work! Keep it up!" Li Ziran encouraged himself. He knew just how arduous the next part would be.

He pressed an entire skin sheet onto Jenny's face, gently using small tweezers to fit it into place. This was the bottommost layer of skin paper, and it likewise needed Jenny's facial bone structure as a template.

From the chin and eye sockets to the lips, then from the lips to the two triangular areas on either side of the bridge of the nose,