Lynne maintained his composure and said, "If that's the case, I suspect you must have eaten something you shouldn't have. What you ate was likely this arm of your doll."
The girl's smile froze momentarily. Yet the doll's laughter persisted incessantly, "Dolly loves mommy! Mommy loves dolly! Hee hee hee hee!"
Lynne lifted his head, his eyes deadpan, and asked, "Have you been feeling discomfort in your stomach lately?"
The girl stiffly replied, "My stomach's been growling, feels like something's scratching it."
Lynne nodded, taking notes, and casually queried: "So, it should be right. It seems it hasn't been digested yet. Do you want surgery or physical therapy?"
The girl, remaining rigid, asked, "How would it be done..."
Clang—
Lynne thrust the bloody boning knife into the table.
"We cut open your belly, take out your doll's arm, and then I sew you back up."
Instantly, the laughter of the doll stopped abruptly. A shiver ran from the girl's feet to her head.
"And the physical therapy?"
Lynne stood up.
Picking up gloves and a mask from the counter, he gazed at her calmly, stating: "That's simple, no surgery required. Whether you want it removed from above or below, I can assist with either, and it's cheaper."
Girl: "!!!"
Doll: "!!!"
[Girl's Sanity -20]
The girl, in a daze, muttered, "From...from above then…"
"Alright." Lynne pushed aside the things on the counter and flexed his wrists, stating: "You are small; no need for an operating room. I can assist you now, but you'll have to endure it and not bite off my arm."
Under the horrified gaze of the girl, Lynne's immense shadow enveloped her, with a mask and leather gloves, his eyes emanating calm light.
The girl sat on the small stool, instantly hugging her doll.
"Can I refuse?"
Lynne replied indifferently, "No, my teacher said, once you enter this shop, you must get treated; otherwise, you should at least leave something behind."
The girl shivered vacantly and eventually conceded: "Alright then…"
She opened her mouth wide.
"Wider!"
With a crack—
The girl pulled her mouth to the back of her neck, revealing her enormous, gaping maw. A foul stench hit them in the face.
Lynne, with a composed expression, fetched a brace from the counter, securing her mouth open to prevent any stress reactions.
Then, he flexed his arm and reached into the girl's mouth.
With a slurp—
It went in smoothly!
It was deep!
The girl's eyes widened instantly.
"Mmm—Mmm—"
"Don't move around." Lynne, with a stern face, calmly explored her stomach.
"It'll be over soon. If you don't want your doll to remain incomplete, stay still."
[Ding! You obtained Hair x50]
[Ding! You obtained Unknown Ears x2]
[Ding! You obtained Rotten Flesh x5]
[Ding! You obtained Comb x1]
Under the horrified gaze of the doll on the counter, Lynne patiently continued to extract various strange objects covered in a viscous liquid from the girl's stomach.
The girl, with her eyes wide and mouth agape, continuously made fearful moans.
"Found it!"
A thought crossed Lynne's mind. His fingers touched an object that was still squirming.
[Ding! You obtained a Squirming Arm x1]
With a crack—
To the immense horror of both the girl and the doll, Lynne extracted a small arm coated in a viscous liquid from her stomach.
It was indeed the arm of the doll she had consumed.
Lynne calmly rinsed the arm and placed it on the counter, stating: "This should be it. You must have been very hungry that night, unconsciously eating your doll's arm. Your doll, seeing your hunger, didn't remind you. However, you must be careful in the future, don't casually eat strange things; they are hard to digest."
The girl, with her mouth held open by the brace, couldn't utter a word.
"Physical therapy, 10 skull coins. Stitching, 30 coins."
With his mask on, Lynne calmly took out hemp rope and a sharp, long needle, gleaming sharply.
"Do we stitch now?"
The doll in her arms started to cry out of fear, fluttering, trying to escape.
"Now—stitch—"
The girl, her mouth braced open, uttered vacantly.
Lynne put on gloves, replying indifferently, "Alright, help me hold it down, and I'll start with the needle."
The girl immediately widened her eyes and pressed the fluttering, struggling doll against the counter.
The cold light reflected in Lynne's eyes made the doll scream in fear.
"Starting now."
Swish swish swish—
Swish swish swish—
[Ding! Basic Surgery Experience +1]
[Ding! Basic Surgery Experience +1]
[Ding! Basic Surgery Experience +1]
More than half an hour later, accompanied by the extremely tragic screams of the doll, Lynne took out scissors, cut off the thread, and said:
"Alright, apply some medicine every day, and in less than a week, this arm will be back to normal."
Lynne took a bottle of green potion from the counter.
After opening it, he poured it on the stitched area, and the doll instantly let out a harsh scream.
The girl blankly asked, "Is… is it over…?"
Lynne clapped her hands and quietly said: "Done, you can pay now, physical therapy 10 coins, stitching 30 coins, one bottle of medicine 10 coins, a total of seven bottles, so 110 coins in total! Thank you for your patronage, and welcome back again."
The doll swiftly clung to the girl, trembling and looking at Lynne in fear. Apparently, in its mind, Lynne had left an unforgettable psychological shadow.
The girl blankly fumbled around her body. After a long time, she took out 20 coins and shakily placed them on the counter, saying: "I… I only brought twenty…"
Lynne indifferently said, "Okay, you're 90 coins short. Which part of you do you plan to mortgage? I can cut it for you, this is free."
With that, Lynne picked up the boning knife.
The girl instantly stepped back, revealing a (ΩДΩ) expression.
"I have ten more coins!"
The girl quickly took out ten coins from her clothes and placed them on the counter.
Lynne indifferently said, "Still short 80."
The girl (ΩДΩ) placed the six bottles of potion down, saying: "I will come back to buy these potions later."
Lynne took back the potions, and indifferently said, "Still short 20."
The girl, trembling, said, "Can I get credit?"
Lynne, holding the knife, stepped out and indifferently said, "Small business, no credit, I can't do it. But 20 coins are not much, you leave one of your eyeballs, I can give you the potions, and I can even give you 40 coins as change."
The girl took a step back, holding her doll and covering her eye, and tremblingly said, "Can I pay with something else?"
Lynne indifferently said, "You say, I'll evaluate."
The girl swallowed saliva and, trembling, said, "How about I let you have a go at me, and you forgive all my debts?"
Lynne spoke indifferently, "Small business. I don't accept bodily compensation. Rest assured, I only want your right eye. You can redeem it once you earn enough money."
The girl o(╥﹏╥)o responded, "Alright… okay… sobs!"
…
A few minutes later.
[Ding! You've obtained a rare item: Blood Doll's Right Eye x1]
[Blood Doll's Right Eye: After possession, hunger level +10, usable skill: Invincible Stomach.]
[Ding! You've completed the task; you've received the task reward: skull coins x50, Surgery Skill Experience +50, Special Reward: Blood Doll's Fear Level +30, Blood Doll's Doll Fear Level +50.]
Lynne calmly washed the blood off his hands. Then, he placed the eyeball into a bottle filled with a special reagent and labeled it appropriately.
Turning around, he looked at the girl, who was covering one of her eyes o(x﹏╥)o and politely said,
"Bloodsaw Potion Shop sincerely serves you."
Lynne bowed deeply.
The girl o(x﹏╥)o clutching her doll, walked out, and her voice could be heard from afar.
"I should quickly find Mom… I won't come again, sobs… What a sinister shop…"
[Ding, You've triggered a hidden task: Blood Doll Finds Mom, assist the Blood Doll in finding her mother, task completion reward: Blood Doll's Favorability +200, Blood Doll's Doll Favorability +100, Special Reward x1.]
[Current Task Completion: 2%]
Lynne was taken aback. Looking towards the door again, the silhouette of the girl had already disappeared into the darkness.
Completion 2%?
Lynne's gaze immediately fell on the plate on the counter, which contained several organs scooped out from the girl's stomach.
[Unknown Woman's Hair x50]
[Unknown Woman's Ears x2]
[Unknown Woman's Comb x1]
Lynne: "…"
It had to be said he indeed had a terrifying conjecture.
Lynne stood up, washed those parts clean, and then sealed them in bottles, preparing to discuss this matter with the girl when she came next time.
He opened his own panel.
Due to the previous rewards, he had gained a total of 50 points of surgical skill experience and an additional 50 skull coins of his own.
The customer's money belonged to the shop; he couldn't use it. So, his total property at the moment was 150 skull coins.
Skull coins were a basic currency in the world he now inhabited, usable as a general equivalent object, but Lynne hadn't truly stepped out of this shop in the last two years. So, he also had no opportunity to use it. But having more money never hurts.
Time swiftly passed.
Lynne, with his eyes closed, held a bone-picking knife in his hand, like a statue.
The soul lamp at the entrance represented a kind of rule, telling the wandering souls in the darkness that this was a place with an owner; if filled with malice, they would certainly pay the corresponding price.
Most wandering spirit monsters generally would not invade when the soul lamp was lit. Because within the homestead sheltered by the soul lamp, the owner can use the soul lamp to suppress the invading evil spirits and monsters at any time if he wishes.
However, this does not exclude some extremely evil ghosts and monsters. For them, there are no rules in this world that will be obeyed.
Thump, thump, thump——
At this time, knocking sounds came from outside the door again.
"Welcome."
Lynne opened his eyes. And he instantly saw a monster with the body of a burly pig-headed man appearing at the front door, one of his eyes bloody, without an eyeball, wearing a scarlet apron and holding a butcher knife that seemed to have just cut something.
A panel instantly appeared in front of Lynne.
[Pigfolk]
[Level: 21]
[Race: Deformed Monster]
[Attribute: Lawful Evil]
[Combat Ability]: As long as you are willing to be eaten...
[Introduction: The owner of the Pork Shop in Wandering Soul Lane. He is your "friendly" neighbor, and is very willing to share his freshly killed prey with you, or share you with others...]
[Lynne's Sanity -5]
[Lynne's Sanity -5]
"Bad luck." The pigfolk cursed while covering his own eye socket, saying: "Just because there was no useless trash to give to that old woman, she took one of my eyes, next time I encounter her, I definitely... definitely... spit!"
He spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling phlegm, continuing his cursing. And in Lynne's mind, a system prompt also immediately sounded.
[Ding! Pigfolk Task: Help him match a suitable eyeball, task reward: 50 Skull Coins, Surgery Skill Experience +50, Pigfolk's Favorability +20. Special Reward +1]
"Please come in."
Lynne sat in front of the counter, emotionless, secretly gripping the bone-picking knife tightly.
The pigfolk strode in, the soul lamp flickering constantly.
A foul and bloody scent swept in, making Lynne feel a surge of nausea.
The pigfolk plopped down on the stool in front of the counter, the remaining sharp pig eye looking at Lynne, he glanced around and said: "Where's Bloodsaw, let him come out, exchange an eyeball with me, and I'll exchange top-quality prey with him!"
Lynne maintained his composure and quietly said: "My teacher is out on an errand, if there is anything, you can tell me."
The pigfolk paused for a moment, then turned his head, squinted his eye, and his gaze fell on Lynne as if he were scrutinizing a piece of meat.
"Oh?"
[Ding! Crisis increased to 89%]
Waves surged in Lynne's heart, but his face still maintained composure.
However, his decision was very right. If he tried to deceive and tell this pork demon that his teacher was in the backyard after he noticed the discrepancies, he would definitely attack him immediately. Being honest and straightforward, on the other hand, would make the other party wary.
"Which type of eyeball do you need?" Lynne turned around, quietly pointing to the eyeballs soaking in the reagents on the shelf.
"We have human eyes, pig eyes, undead eyes, bat eyes, blood doll eyes; you can choose whichever you like, different eyes have different prices."
The cruel light flashed in the eyes of the pigfolk, revealing a mouthful of fangs, and a rich foul breath swept through.
"I think your eyeballs seem quite good."
He stretched out his tongue and licked his own cracked lips.
[Lynne's Sanity -10]
[Ding! Crisis increased to 91%]
Lynne knew that as long as he showed fear, this pigfolk would undoubtedly attack him without any scruples.
"Mine?"
Lynne turned his head and looked at him calmly.
Then, under the vicious gaze of the pigfolk, Lynne slowly stretched out three fingers and, in front of him, inserted them into his own eye socket, bit by bit gouging out his right eye.
Squeak—squeak—
[Ding! Host Life Loss!]
[Ding! Host Organ Loss!]
A few seconds later, Lynne had his steaming eye resting in his palm, the empty eye socket was dripping with fresh blood, puffing out heat.
[Pigfolk's Sanity -20!]
But his face remained unchanged.
"One for 200 skull coins, if it doesn't match, no returns."
The pigfolk was stunned. He didn't expect that the seemingly frail human in front of him could gouge out his own eyeball so ruthlessly in front of him.
When he had his eyeball taken by that scavenger, he had wailed in pain for quite a while. Yet, Lynne could still maintain his composure.
[Ding! Crisis reduced to 50%]
Lynne maintained his composure and said, "If that's the case, I suspect you must have eaten something you shouldn't have. What you ate was likely this arm of your doll."
The girl's smile froze momentarily. Yet the doll's laughter persisted incessantly, "Dolly loves mommy! Mommy loves dolly! Hee hee hee hee!"
Lynne lifted his head, his eyes deadpan, and asked, "Have you been feeling discomfort in your stomach lately?"
The girl stiffly replied, "My stomach's been growling, feels like something's scratching it."
Lynne nodded, taking notes, and casually queried: "So, it should be right. It seems it hasn't been digested yet. Do you want surgery or physical therapy?"
The girl, remaining rigid, asked, "How would it be done..."
Clang—
Lynne thrust the bloody boning knife into the table.
"We cut open your belly, take out your doll's arm, and then I sew you back up."
Instantly, the laughter of the doll stopped abruptly. A shiver ran from the girl's feet to her head.
"And the physical therapy?"
Lynne stood up.
Picking up gloves and a mask from the counter, he gazed at her calmly, stating: "That's simple, no surgery required. Whether you want it removed from above or below, I can assist with either, and it's cheaper."
Girl: "!!!"
Doll: "!!!"
[Girl's Sanity -20]
The girl, in a daze, muttered, "From...from above then…"
"Alright." Lynne pushed aside the things on the counter and flexed his wrists, stating: "You are small; no need for an operating room. I can assist you now, but you'll have to endure it and not bite off my arm."
Under the horrified gaze of the girl, Lynne's immense shadow enveloped her, with a mask and leather gloves, his eyes emanating calm light.
The girl sat on the small stool, instantly hugging her doll.
"Can I refuse?"
Lynne replied indifferently, "No, my teacher said, once you enter this shop, you must get treated; otherwise, you should at least leave something behind."
The girl shivered vacantly and eventually conceded: "Alright then…"
She opened her mouth wide.
"Wider!"
With a crack—
The girl pulled her mouth to the back of her neck, revealing her enormous, gaping maw. A foul stench hit them in the face.
Lynne, with a composed expression, fetched a brace from the counter, securing her mouth open to prevent any stress reactions.
Then, he flexed his arm and reached into the girl's mouth.
With a slurp—
It went in smoothly!
It was deep!
The girl's eyes widened instantly.
"Mmm—Mmm—"
"Don't move around." Lynne, with a stern face, calmly explored her stomach.
"It'll be over soon. If you don't want your doll to remain incomplete, stay still."
[Ding! You obtained Hair x50]
[Ding! You obtained Unknown Ears x2]
[Ding! You obtained Rotten Flesh x5]
[Ding! You obtained Comb x1]
Under the horrified gaze of the doll on the counter, Lynne patiently continued to extract various strange objects covered in a viscous liquid from the girl's stomach.
The girl, with her eyes wide and mouth agape, continuously made fearful moans.
"Found it!"
A thought crossed Lynne's mind. His fingers touched an object that was still squirming.
[Ding! You obtained a Squirming Arm x1]
With a crack—
To the immense horror of both the girl and the doll, Lynne extracted a small arm coated in a viscous liquid from her stomach.
It was indeed the arm of the doll she had consumed.
Lynne calmly rinsed the arm and placed it on the counter, stating: "This should be it. You must have been very hungry that night, unconsciously eating your doll's arm. Your doll, seeing your hunger, didn't remind you. However, you must be careful in the future, don't casually eat strange things; they are hard to digest."
The girl, with her mouth held open by the brace, couldn't utter a word.
"Physical therapy, 10 skull coins. Stitching, 30 coins."
With his mask on, Lynne calmly took out hemp rope and a sharp, long needle, gleaming sharply.
"Do we stitch now?"
The doll in her arms started to cry out of fear, fluttering, trying to escape.
"Now—stitch—"
The girl, her mouth braced open, uttered vacantly.
Lynne put on gloves, replying indifferently, "Alright, help me hold it down, and I'll start with the needle."
The girl immediately widened her eyes and pressed the fluttering, struggling doll against the counter.
The cold light reflected in Lynne's eyes made the doll scream in fear.
"Starting now."
Swish swish swish—
Swish swish swish—
[Ding! Basic Surgery Experience +1]
[Ding! Basic Surgery Experience +1]
[Ding! Basic Surgery Experience +1]
More than half an hour later, accompanied by the extremely tragic screams of the doll, Lynne took out scissors, cut off the thread, and said:
"Alright, apply some medicine every day, and in less than a week, this arm will be back to normal."
Lynne took a bottle of green potion from the counter.
After opening it, he poured it on the stitched area, and the doll instantly let out a harsh scream.
The girl blankly asked, "Is… is it over…?"
Lynne clapped her hands and quietly said: "Done, you can pay now, physical therapy 10 coins, stitching 30 coins, one bottle of medicine 10 coins, a total of seven bottles, so 110 coins in total! Thank you for your patronage, and welcome back again."
The doll swiftly clung to the girl, trembling and looking at Lynne in fear. Apparently, in its mind, Lynne had left an unforgettable psychological shadow.
The girl blankly fumbled around her body. After a long time, she took out 20 coins and shakily placed them on the counter, saying: "I… I only brought twenty…"
Lynne indifferently said, "Okay, you're 90 coins short. Which part of you do you plan to mortgage? I can cut it for you, this is free."
With that, Lynne picked up the boning knife.
The girl instantly stepped back, revealing a (ΩДΩ) expression.
"I have ten more coins!"
The girl quickly took out ten coins from her clothes and placed them on the counter.
Lynne indifferently said, "Still short 80."
The girl (ΩДΩ) placed the six bottles of potion down, saying: "I will come back to buy these potions later."
Lynne took back the potions, and indifferently said, "Still short 20."
The girl, trembling, said, "Can I get credit?"
Lynne, holding the knife, stepped out and indifferently said, "Small business, no credit, I can't do it. But 20 coins are not much, you leave one of your eyeballs, I can give you the potions, and I can even give you 40 coins as change."
The girl took a step back, holding her doll and covering her eye, and tremblingly said, "Can I pay with something else?"
Lynne indifferently said, "You say, I'll evaluate."
The girl swallowed saliva and, trembling, said, "How about I let you have a go at me, and you forgive all my debts?"
Lynne spoke indifferently, "Small business. I don't accept bodily compensation. Rest assured, I only want your right eye. You can redeem it once you earn enough money."
The girl o(╥﹏╥)o responded, "Alright… okay… sobs!"
…
A few minutes later.
[Ding! You've obtained a rare item: Blood Doll's Right Eye x1]
[Blood Doll's Right Eye: After possession, hunger level +10, usable skill: Invincible Stomach.]
[Ding! You've completed the task; you've received the task reward: skull coins x50, Surgery Skill Experience +50, Special Reward: Blood Doll's Fear Level +30, Blood Doll's Doll Fear Level +50.]
Lynne calmly washed the blood off his hands. Then, he placed the eyeball into a bottle filled with a special reagent and labeled it appropriately.
Turning around, he looked at the girl, who was covering one of her eyes o(x﹏╥)o and politely said,
"Bloodsaw Potion Shop sincerely serves you."
Lynne bowed deeply.
The girl o(x﹏╥)o clutching her doll, walked out, and her voice could be heard from afar.
"I should quickly find Mom… I won't come again, sobs… What a sinister shop…"
[Ding, You've triggered a hidden task: Blood Doll Finds Mom, assist the Blood Doll in finding her mother, task completion reward: Blood Doll's Favorability +200, Blood Doll's Doll Favorability +100, Special Reward x1.]
[Current Task Completion: 2%]
Lynne was taken aback. Looking towards the door again, the silhouette of the girl had already disappeared into the darkness.
Completion 2%?
Lynne's gaze immediately fell on the plate on the counter, which contained several organs scooped out from the girl's stomach.
[Unknown Woman's Hair x50]
[Unknown Woman's Ears x2]
[Unknown Woman's Comb x1]
Lynne: "…"
It had to be said he indeed had a terrifying conjecture.
Lynne stood up, washed those parts clean, and then sealed them in bottles, preparing to discuss this matter with the girl when she came next time.
He opened his own panel.
Due to the previous rewards, he had gained a total of 50 points of surgical skill experience and an additional 50 skull coins of his own.
The customer's money belonged to the shop; he couldn't use it. So, his total property at the moment was 150 skull coins.
Skull coins were a basic currency in the world he now inhabited, usable as a general equivalent object, but Lynne hadn't truly stepped out of this shop in the last two years. So, he also had no opportunity to use it. But having more money never hurts.
Time swiftly passed.
Lynne, with his eyes closed, held a bone-picking knife in his hand, like a statue.
The soul lamp at the entrance represented a kind of rule, telling the wandering souls in the darkness that this was a place with an owner; if filled with malice, they would certainly pay the corresponding price.
Most wandering spirit monsters generally would not invade when the soul lamp was lit. Because within the homestead sheltered by the soul lamp, the owner can use the soul lamp to suppress the invading evil spirits and monsters at any time if he wishes.
However, this does not exclude some extremely evil ghosts and monsters. For them, there are no rules in this world that will be obeyed.
Thump, thump, thump——
At this time, knocking sounds came from outside the door again.
"Welcome."
Lynne opened his eyes. And he instantly saw a monster with the body of a burly pig-headed man appearing at the front door, one of his eyes bloody, without an eyeball, wearing a scarlet apron and holding a butcher knife that seemed to have just cut something.
A panel instantly appeared in front of Lynne.
[Pigfolk]
[Level: 21]
[Race: Deformed Monster]
[Attribute: Lawful Evil]
[Combat Ability]: As long as you are willing to be eaten...
[Introduction: The owner of the Pork Shop in Wandering Soul Lane. He is your "friendly" neighbor, and is very willing to share his freshly killed prey with you, or share you with others...]
[Lynne's Sanity -5]
[Lynne's Sanity -5]
"Bad luck." The pigfolk cursed while covering his own eye socket, saying: "Just because there was no useless trash to give to that old woman, she took one of my eyes, next time I encounter her, I definitely... definitely... spit!"
He spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling phlegm, continuing his cursing. And in Lynne's mind, a system prompt also immediately sounded.
[Ding! Pigfolk Task: Help him match a suitable eyeball, task reward: 50 Skull Coins, Surgery Skill Experience +50, Pigfolk's Favorability +20. Special Reward +1]
"Please come in."
Lynne sat in front of the counter, emotionless, secretly gripping the bone-picking knife tightly.
The pigfolk strode in, the soul lamp flickering constantly.
A foul and bloody scent swept in, making Lynne feel a surge of nausea.
The pigfolk plopped down on the stool in front of the counter, the remaining sharp pig eye looking at Lynne, he glanced around and said: "Where's Bloodsaw, let him come out, exchange an eyeball with me, and I'll exchange top-quality prey with him!"
Lynne maintained his composure and quietly said: "My teacher is out on an errand, if there is anything, you can tell me."
The pigfolk paused for a moment, then turned his head, squinted his eye, and his gaze fell on Lynne as if he were scrutinizing a piece of meat.
"Oh?"
[Ding! Crisis increased to 89%]
Waves surged in Lynne's heart, but his face still maintained composure.
However, his decision was very right. If he tried to deceive and tell this pork demon that his teacher was in the backyard after he noticed the discrepancies, he would definitely attack him immediately. Being honest and straightforward, on the other hand, would make the other party wary.
"Which type of eyeball do you need?" Lynne turned around, quietly pointing to the eyeballs soaking in the reagents on the shelf.
"We have human eyes, pig eyes, undead eyes, bat eyes, blood doll eyes; you can choose whichever you like, different eyes have different prices."
The cruel light flashed in the eyes of the pigfolk, revealing a mouthful of fangs, and a rich foul breath swept through.
"I think your eyeballs seem quite good."
He stretched out his tongue and licked his own cracked lips.
[Lynne's Sanity -10]
[Ding! Crisis increased to 91%]
Lynne knew that as long as he showed fear, this pigfolk would undoubtedly attack him without any scruples.
"Mine?"
Lynne turned his head and looked at him calmly.
Then, under the vicious gaze of the pigfolk, Lynne slowly stretched out three fingers and, in front of him, inserted them into his own eye socket, bit by bit gouging out his right eye.
Squeak—squeak—
[Ding! Host Life Loss!]
[Ding! Host Organ Loss!]
A few seconds later, Lynne had his steaming eye resting in his palm, the empty eye socket was dripping with fresh blood, puffing out heat.
[Pigfolk's Sanity -20!]
But his face remained unchanged.
"One for 200 skull coins, if it doesn't match, no returns."
The pigfolk was stunned. He didn't expect that the seemingly frail human in front of him could gouge out his own eyeball so ruthlessly in front of him.
When he had his eyeball taken by that scavenger, he had wailed in pain for quite a while. Yet, Lynne could still maintain his composure.
[Ding! Crisis reduced to 50%]
