Chapter 28 Tied Up "Is this your first time buying a skin?"...
I still remember when Feng Zi gave her the moldy cake, he said it would lead her to find Yi Yi...
Yiyi, is this the guy?
Cecia really couldn't connect the creature in front of her with the cute, winged cat.
She took out the moldy cake and asked tentatively, "Do you know Feng Zi?"
"Maybe. I've lived so long that I've forgotten even my own name, let alone the names of my guests."
The other person maintained a professional smile throughout. If his face had not drooped, he might have looked more polite.
"If you like, you can call me the owner. I will introduce the products in the store to you..."
With the owner's strong recommendation, Cecilia looked around the shop.
Although the name and the goods sold are very strange, the decoration inside the store is very ordinary, like the "convenience store" described by Chen Ye.
Two people are just right for staying in this small space, but if there are more people, it might become a bit crowded.
All kinds of leather bags were neatly stacked and placed on wooden shelves, with notes attached next to them, marking the species, gender, age, and some related introduction of the goods.
"In addition to existing products, our store also provides customization or repair services. If customers have relatively complete unused leather bags, our store can also invest in purchasing them."
custom made?
Cecilia was moved.
She took out the doctor's ID card that Wilbert gave her from the system backpack, which showed the doctor's photo, age and gender.
"Can I customize this person's skin?"
She handed the ID card to the owner and asked.
"Of course." The shop owner took the ID card with a smile, "We will not refuse any request from our guests."
"At the same time, you also need to pay the corresponding fees. For example...some special things?"
The other party deliberately emphasized the word "special", as if to remind you of something.
Special...it can only be a special item.
After looking through the system backpack for a long time, Cecia weighed the pros and cons and felt that each special item had its use.
She hesitated for a long time, gritted her teeth, and finally took out a "Match of Hope" as the payment for the customized skin.
"Thank you for your support. Please wait a moment. The customized skin will be made within ten minutes."
The shop owner smiled even more happily after getting the special item, and the extra skin on his face trembled, which was frightening.
Turning around and opening the wardrobe in the corner, it picked out a relatively large leather bag from among the many shriveled leather bags, and walked into the room carrying the leather bag.
Perhaps because it left in a hurry, the door was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.
Cecilia glanced at her wrist to confirm that the balloon was still tied to it, then she tried to hold up her eyelids, quietly approached the door, and looked into the gap.
As the gap was very narrow, she couldn't see the whole room. She could only vaguely see many different skins hanging on the wall.
The owner was busy running around the room, holding many strange props and potions in his hands.
The layers of skin on its body were dragging on the ground. If it continued running like this, all the dust on the ground would be wiped off.
A few minutes later, a loud voice came from inside the room, and the other party seemed to be talking to himself.
“…Look, another perfect skin!”
Hearing this, Cecilia hurriedly left the door. She retreated to the shelf, turned her back to the owner, and pretended to be admiring the goods.
"Dear customer, your customized product has been made and you can try it on now."
The shopkeeper handed the freshly baked leather bag to Cecia.
"If there is any problem with the product, our store will help you solve it for free."
After taking the flesh-colored thing, the skin felt very real, no different from a living person. Perhaps because it was freshly made, the surface was still warm, which made people feel creepy.
How do I wear this thing?
Cecia stared at the leather bag in her hand for a few seconds, feeling confused.
"Customer, is this your first time buying a skin bag?"
The shop owner came to her rescue at the right time.
"The leather bags sold in our store have a self-adhering function. When you put it on, the leather bag will automatically stick to your skin. If you want to take it off, just press the button on the right side of your waist, and it will detach from your body in one click."
Unfortunately, the shop owner's sagging skin made his words unconvincing.
Perhaps sensing someone's suspicion, it continued, "Please rest assured, the buttons on the waist are invisible and cannot be seen with the naked eye."
...Not that I'm worried about that.
Stroking the leather bag in her hand, Cecilia hesitated for a moment, but finally put it on.
Unlike the warmth I felt when I touched it, the skin gave off a strange cold feeling as soon as it wrapped around my body. Although I didn't feel cold, it felt like a snake was crawling over my body, and the uncomfortable touch made my hair stand on end.
In the mirror, Cecilia's wide skin was constantly twitching, as if adjusting the shape of her body.
Two minutes later, she successfully transformed into a bearded male human.
This skin...seems to be really useful.
At this moment, she looked exactly like the photo on her doctor's ID card. Not only had her muscles turned into a beer belly, but her original height of 175cm also seemed to have shrunk a lot.
"In order to restore the original skin to its original state, our store will make some adjustments to the height and body shape based on the original owner's body shape. But this is only a cosmetic change and will not restrict your movements."
The shop owner explained kindly.
Cecilia moved around a few times and found that her body was as flexible as before, not encumbered by the bloated fat.
She took out her ID card and took a look at it. The owner of this body was named "Li Feng" and had been working in a mental hospital for three years.
With this body, she can participate in the treatment openly.
Most importantly, no more staring!
"My dear guest, your invitation seems to be a bit old. Do you need a replacement?"
The shop owner reminded from the side.
"Is this what you mean?"
As if she was not used to this body, she fumbled through several pockets before she took out the moldy cake.
"Yes, this is a temporary invitation, you must carry it with you to see our store."
"You have already made a purchase in our store and are a very important customer. We can replace your permanent invitation letter for free."
As he spoke, the shop owner took out a chocolate biscuit from the iron box next to him.
"Just eat this, and when our store appears within a hundred meters of you, I can communicate with you to let you know the location of the store."
The store location is not fixed...which is also very similar to Mr. White's ice cream truck.
Not paying much attention to the inexplicable sense of déjà vu, Cecilia ate the biscuit without hesitation.
"Is there anything else you need?"
The shopkeeper asked gently.
"No."
She shook her head and was about to leave, but several images suddenly flashed through her mind.
As she rushed to the store, she happened to pass through the activity room of "that person". From the corner of her eye, she saw many books and handwritten manuscripts scattered on the ground...
Pausing, she turned back to the shop owner and said, "I want to ask a question."
As soon as he finished speaking, the shop owner, who had been smiling, instantly stopped smiling. He looked indifferent, completely different from the shop owner who had been so warm and hospitable just now.
"Please confirm the question."
Even the shrill voice turned into a mechanical sound of the system, without a trace of emotion.
"The 'that' the doctor is talking about is the writer in the background of the dungeon?"
Cecia asked, staring at the shopkeeper.
"The player's question has been confirmed, and the answer to that question is: yes."
"The player currently has two remaining questions. Do you want to continue using them?"
"No."
Restraining her surging emotions, Cecilia turned around and continued to walk out.
The moment she stepped out of the wooden door, she heard a spirited shout behind her:
“Looking forward to your next visit!”
…
"You mean, Li Feng is in a coma?"
After hearing Wilbert's description, Cecia asked in a cold voice.
When she left the Skin Repair Center, the doctors had already left and the "writer" was nowhere to be found. He must have been transferred to a safer place.
She didn't know the location of the treatment room, and her identity was stolen after all, so it would be bad if she ran into the original owner, so she could only return along the same route.
Fortunately, the balloon ability still worked for her in the skin. She endured blinking all the way and finally returned to the fourth floor and found Wilbert in the doctor's lounge.
"Yes, about half an hour before you came back." Wilbert recalled, "It was just him and me in the lounge, and he suddenly fainted while changing his clothes."
"so……"
"So you just tied him up and stuffed him in a locker?"
Looking at the person tied up in the closet, Cecilia continued what the other person was saying.
I didn't expect that Wilbert, who looks easy to bully, also has a dark side.
She wondered to herself, without any reflection, whether the "easy to bully" person became like this because of her influence.
"In this case, I will have to take his place reluctantly."
Cecilia took out the leather bag from the system backpack, put it on directly, and performed a magical trick.
Wilbert was stunned as he watched Cecia turn into a sloppy man, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
He looked at the "Li Feng" standing in front of him, and then looked at Li Feng who was unconscious in the cabinet, and found no difference. The two men were exactly cast in the same mold.
"Is this... a magical item from the demon clan?"
Wilbert asked hesitantly.
Although vampires also have imitation magic, the similarity is far from enough and one can tell something is wrong if one looks a little closer.
“I guess so.”
Cecia answered ambiguously.
There was still a misunderstanding between the two regarding magic, and she hoped it would last a little longer.
"How long can it last?"
"At least seven or eight days. As long as you keep an eye on Li Feng, I can sneak into the treatment room."
"I will help you."
Wilbert took out a thick book from the bookcase next to him and spoke as he flipped through the records.
"Although Li Feng is not the person in charge of bed number three, he has participated in many treatments. If you apply, the higher-ups may agree..."
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