[Optional Mission Branch One: Convert it into lamp oil for the Soul Lamp, Mission Reward: +2 days of Soul Lamp use.]
[Optional Mission Branch Two: Feed it to the Babe in the backyard, Mission Reward: +50 favorability from the Babe.]
[Optional Mission Branch Three: Immerse it in reagent and keep it as a collection, Mission Reward: +10 experience in specimen preparation.]
[Optional Mission Branch Four: Wait for the pigfolk to come and take back their daughter, Mission Reward: To be analyzed…]
Lynne calmly looked at the four mission branches the system provided.
"Of course, it's the fourth one."
Lynne sat on the counter, put the ghost baby on the table, and seriously said while doing his calculations, "I am a doctor. If someone leaves their child here, and I butcher and destroy it, wouldn't that make me a monster? My moral standard doesn't allow me to do such a thing."
"…"
"As a person with such professional ethics, don't you plan to add something to me, system?"
[Morality +10]
"…"
Lynne, knife in hand, continued to wait for new customers. Two minutes later, he opened his eyes and glanced at the ghost baby. He discovered its appearance had already started distorting into a grim twist.
[Lynne's Sanity -1]
Five minutes later.
When he looked again, the baby's face began to grow various large and small blood tumors, and raspy noises came out of its dark mouth.
[Lynne's Sanity -10]
Ten minutes later.
When Lynne opened his eyes again, that face was already crawling with numerous large and small twisted tentacles and black, intestine-like distortions.
[Lynne's Sanity -30]
Lynne's eye-corner was twitching crazily. It seems what the system said was indeed correct; if left unchecked, this ghost baby is really becoming more and more indescribable!
This can't go on! If it continues like this, not to mention whether the pigfolk would recognize his daughter or not, he himself can't bear it anymore!
Too ugly! It's really damn too ugly! It's that kind of horrifyingly ugly!
Lynne (╬￣皿￣) stood up, stretched his wrists, and said: "Fine, consider yourself lucky, let me give you free plastic surgery, so you stop scaring me now and scaring others in the future!"
He put on a mask and gloves. He took a rope and tied the ghost baby to the counter.
"Squeak——squeak——"
The twisted tentacles on the ghost baby's face suddenly mutated into countless mouths, letting out terrifying roars at Lynne.
Slap——
Lynne slapped those tentacles back with one smack.
"Behave!"
Lynne put on a monocle, his expression indifferent, and cracked his knuckles. He stretched out both hands, grabbed the wildly twisted tentacles on its face, and kneaded them forcefully as if kneading dough.
"Wah——wah——" Cries resembling fear emanated from the ghost baby's body.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +10]
Plastic surgery is a technical job.
Although Lynne had never performed plastic surgery on anyone before, his skills in molding clay were quite proficient. In some sense, these two seem not much different.
And the first step of plastic surgery, naturally, is to mix all the messy viscous substances on the face evenly and make it sufficiently smooth. Only in this way can it lay a perfect foundation for subsequent face molding.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +10]
The kneading dough also requires enough skills; it can't be too dry or too wet; you have to ensure it has enough elasticity and toughness; this is also a process that greatly tests hand strength.
"Don't move. Since I delivered you, as a doctor, I have an obligation to ensure your well-being during this time. Don't worry; your facial issues are in my hands!"
Lynne, with a serious face, utilized the noodle-making skills he had before traversing to another world, and after kneading the substance on the ghost baby's face well, he pulled it outwards.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +20]
Twisted it and pressed it back in.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +20]
Then pulled again! Twisted it twice and pressed it back inside.
He thoroughly mixed all that viscous and nauseating substance until it became uniform and elastic. And the sounds coming from the ghost baby's body became more and more terrifying.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +20]
Thump thump thump——
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. A humanoid monster covered in burn scars, with a pus-filled face stood there. The crimson, foul-smelling slime kept flowing from his eye sockets, horrifying and eerie.
"I want... a new face..."
A deep and hoarse voice came from the monster's throat.
Lynne took a glance.
[Burnt Ghost]
[Race: Evil Spirit]
[Level: 15]
[Alignment: Chaotic Neutral]
[Introduction: An evil spirit that was Burnt alive in a big fire, with 99.9% of the body burnt. Has a twisted and gloomy character and harbors great malice towards anything beautiful.]
[Ding! Task triggered: Help the burnt ghost get a new face, task reward: 50 skull coins, surgical experience +50, special reward +1]
"Welcome! Please have a seat over there and wait for a moment!"
Lynne leaned out from in front of the ghost baby, a standard professional smile in his eyes.
Splat——
The thick fluid from the burst face of the ghost baby splashed onto Lynne's mask.
The burnt ghost who just walked in suddenly stiffened.
"Please sit, I'll be ready soon."
Lynne smiled. Then his attention returned to the ghost baby tied on the counter. To speed up the process, Lynne had to use both hands. He grabbed both sides of the kneaded flesh ball and pulled it forcefully.
"Waaaah———" a horrifying fearful sound came from within the ghost baby.
He twisted it into a braid. Then pressed it back onto the face.
"Ah ah——" the ghost baby trembled.
Lynne flattened the ghost baby and, using more force started kneading the twisted flesh on its face.
"I'll be done soon, please be patient."
Lynne, with a smile, lifted his head and showed a sincere expression to the burnt ghost sitting not far away on a chair.
The burnt ghost stared blankly at the horror happening on the counter. Its legs subconsciously started to tremble.
One pull.
Two meters.
Burnt Ghost: "!!!"
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -20!]
One knead.
Picked up the rolling pin.
Swish swish——
The face of that ghost was rolled flat, and it screeched in terror.
The pus-filled blisters all over the burnt ghost started to tremble.
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -20!]
Something's wrong! Something's very wrong! This potion shop he entered seems to be not right at all!
It stretched out its burnt hand tremblingly, saying: "May I ask… Are you…"
At his words, Lynne, while kneading the flesh on the ghost baby's face, lifted his head, a sincere professional smile on his face, saying: "Oh, this little ghost is too ugly, even somewhat contaminatingly ugly. As a doctor, giving it a normal face is something I should do."
The burnt ghost shivered all over. He said numbly: "Your… your technique is indeed… unique…"
He stiffened all over, the burnt eyes staring widely, and the hunched body straightened at some point. He watched the ghost baby's face in the hands of the doctor, being kneaded like noodles. His legs trembled even more.
Horrifying images of his face being constantly pulled and stretched by this doctor immediately surfaced in his mind.
The burnt ghost began to feel frightened. Had he entered a scam shop?! And just as he had this thought.
Pop pop pop——
Pop pop pop——
The doctor stretched out his hand and popped more than ten tumors on the ghost baby's face. The thick fluid splattered even onto its face with a splat.
It burst!
It burst!
"Mama (ΩДΩ)!!!"
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -30!!]
Subconsciously, he covered the blistering burns on his face, the image of a doctor squeezing them until they burst flashed through his mind.
Thump thump thump thump—
Fear struck him; he trembled, teeth chattering uncontrollably.
[Burnt Ghost Fear Level +20]
[Burnt Ghost Fear Level +20]
Then, in the next moment, Lynne removed his mask, stained with viscous fluid, revealing a kindly smile to the Burnt Ghost, saying: "I'll fetch some tools from the back; please wait a moment longer. You're next."
The Burnt Ghost's (ΩДΩ) entire body's blisters began to pulsate.
What a terrifying smile!! Why did he reveal such a sinister smile when saying it's his turn!
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -20]
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -20]
Originally, he saw the old freak from Bloodsaw Potion Shop leave today, so he wanted to try his luck, hoping to treat his burns with slightly less fear.
But who knew that after the old freak left, a little freak remained!
He, shivering, stared at the ghost baby lying on the counter, convulsing, its face almost a black mush.
"Could it be… is this what awaits me next…"
He murmured. And at that moment, from behind the cloth curtain of the backyard came successive, piercing noises of a chainsaw being pulled.
Zzzz— Zzzz—
Zreeee Zreeee Zreeee—
The Burnt Ghost (ΩДΩ), clutching his head, was so frightened that it felt like his bones would fall apart.
A chainsaw!! It's a chainsaw!! Didn't he say he was going to the backyard to get some tools?! Why would this be the sound of a chainsaw from the backyard?! What are you doing with a chainsaw?!
In his mind, the image of a chainsaw murderer with a twisted smile on his face, walking step by step towards him, appeared.
Black smoke released from his head(꒪Д꒪). And then, in the next moment. his ears perked.
Thud—
Thud—
The footsteps were getting closer and closer! That person, carrying a chainsaw, was walking towards hise!
A shadow gradually appeared on the cloth curtain leading to the backyard, and the sound of the rotating chainsaw seemed almost at the forefront.
"Ah— Ah— Ah—"
The Burnt Ghost, terrified, clutched his head, values constantly floating above it.
[Sanity -20!]
[Sanity -30!]
[Sanity -40!]
The next moment, the Burnt Ghost, with his sanity reduced to zero, scurried toward the exit in terror, tumbling and scrambling.
"A gangster store!! It's a den of iniquity!! Help! Help!!"
[Ding! Burnt Ghost mission failed!]
[Ding! Burnt Ghost's Fear of You +400!]
[Ding! Congratulations! You have acquired your first customer who is 'Extremely Terrified' of you, and you have earned 100 skull coins.]
[Ding! Your fame +10]
Lynne: "???"
He lifted the curtain, astonished, gazing at the ashes left by the Burnt Ghost who crawled his way out, saying: "What happened? I just went to sharpen the surgical knife because it wasn't sharp enough, why did he leave suddenly?
And what's with his Fear of Me +400? Why is he Extremely Terrified of me? I have always adhered to the principle of service with a smile, I've been very polite, and I'm so serious about the guests, shouldn't this elicit a more favorable attitude toward me?"
Lynne was puzzled. Well, he's gone now.
Lynne sighed regretfully. Anyway, let's deal with this ghost baby first.
Ding—
The small, sharp carving knife in Lynne's hand gleamed dazzlingly.
…
An hour later.
Lynne sat in front of the counter, his face full of satisfying smiles, lowering his knife, and looking at the ghost baby sitting before his.
"Isn't it much more pleasing to the eye now?"
Cherry lips, chubby cheeks, big eyes, delicate nose. What was once a horrifying, indescribable mass of distortion, had now, under Lynne's meticulous carving, become cute and lifelike.
Before traversing, Lynne always ranked first in his handicraft class. Every clay portrait he sculpted received unanimous praise from his classmates.
Lynne smiled, feeling pleased. At this moment, a vertical pupil suddenly grew on the forehead of the ghost baby.
Pop—
Lynne burst it instantly. He closed his eyes and said, "This is not the place for eyes to grow, this is a face I've painstakingly shaped. If you want to ruin it, don't blame me for cutting you again."
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear +50]
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear +50]
[Ding! System detected the Evil Spirit Blood Baby's fear of you has surpassed the rate of its resentment growth, the crisis level has been reduced to -321%, and it continues to decrease.]
[Ding! You have triggered a hidden task: Suppress the resentment of the ghost baby, current completion: 321%, you have received a reward: 151 skull coins, plastic surgery skill experience +100, special reward: resentful spirit hair strands x5]
Lynne paused.
So, this can also trigger a hidden task? It seems that many functions of this system still need to be explored.
The next moment, five long strands of hair appeared in his hand. Descriptions of the five strands of hair immediately appeared before his eyes.
[Resentful Spirit Hair Strands: The hair of a female ghost filled with extreme resentment. When possessed, the target will be strangled to death by the hair tightly wound around their neck.]
Lynne touched his chin. This seems to be a good defensive item, but these are only five strands, so I'll need to use them thoughtfully.
Lynne stored the hair strands away, sat in front of the counter, and quietly waited for the next customer to visit. Of course, his attention was always on the ghost doll in front of him.
As soon as it showed any sign of degradation, Lynne immediately pressed it back and adjusted it again.
Time flew quickly.
The light of the soul lamp outside the door gradually dimmed. And this also meant that the night of this world was about to fall.
The method to distinguish between day and night in this dark world is to look at the light of the soul lamp, as it will not light up at night in this world.
And this means, without the protection of the soul lamp, any monster can freely enter his shelter and tear him to pieces.
Just as the light was dimming, and Lynne was about to close up shop.
"Knock knock knock——"
Then came a knocking sound from outside the door.
A tall man appeared there, wearing a thick, black cloak, a black top hat, and a head of long gray-white hair. The huge shadow projected from the door, giving a strong sense of oppression out of thin air.
Lynne's heart suddenly tightened. Because the panel of that person appeared before his eyes.
[Okarlos, Demon Hunter]
[Race: Human]
[Level: ???]
[Combat Ability: You will die unsurprisingly.]
[Alignment: Chaotic Good]
[Description: A powerful demon hunter who travels alone in the Dark World. He does not belong to any organization and is very mysterious. He has devoted his life to hunting those colossal monsters he deemed as evil. Please do not attempt to understand him; it is extremely dangerous.]
Lynne: "???"
This seems to be… a human!
[Optional Mission Branch One: Convert it into lamp oil for the Soul Lamp, Mission Reward: +2 days of Soul Lamp use.]
[Optional Mission Branch Two: Feed it to the Babe in the backyard, Mission Reward: +50 favorability from the Babe.]
[Optional Mission Branch Three: Immerse it in reagent and keep it as a collection, Mission Reward: +10 experience in specimen preparation.]
[Optional Mission Branch Four: Wait for the pigfolk to come and take back their daughter, Mission Reward: To be analyzed…]
Lynne calmly looked at the four mission branches the system provided.
"Of course, it's the fourth one."
Lynne sat on the counter, put the ghost baby on the table, and seriously said while doing his calculations, "I am a doctor. If someone leaves their child here, and I butcher and destroy it, wouldn't that make me a monster? My moral standard doesn't allow me to do such a thing."
"…"
"As a person with such professional ethics, don't you plan to add something to me, system?"
[Morality +10]
"…"
Lynne, knife in hand, continued to wait for new customers. Two minutes later, he opened his eyes and glanced at the ghost baby. He discovered its appearance had already started distorting into a grim twist.
[Lynne's Sanity -1]
Five minutes later.
When he looked again, the baby's face began to grow various large and small blood tumors, and raspy noises came out of its dark mouth.
[Lynne's Sanity -10]
Ten minutes later.
When Lynne opened his eyes again, that face was already crawling with numerous large and small twisted tentacles and black, intestine-like distortions.
[Lynne's Sanity -30]
Lynne's eye-corner was twitching crazily. It seems what the system said was indeed correct; if left unchecked, this ghost baby is really becoming more and more indescribable!
This can't go on! If it continues like this, not to mention whether the pigfolk would recognize his daughter or not, he himself can't bear it anymore!
Too ugly! It's really damn too ugly! It's that kind of horrifyingly ugly!
Lynne (╬￣皿￣) stood up, stretched his wrists, and said: "Fine, consider yourself lucky, let me give you free plastic surgery, so you stop scaring me now and scaring others in the future!"
He put on a mask and gloves. He took a rope and tied the ghost baby to the counter.
"Squeak——squeak——"
The twisted tentacles on the ghost baby's face suddenly mutated into countless mouths, letting out terrifying roars at Lynne.
Slap——
Lynne slapped those tentacles back with one smack.
"Behave!"
Lynne put on a monocle, his expression indifferent, and cracked his knuckles. He stretched out both hands, grabbed the wildly twisted tentacles on its face, and kneaded them forcefully as if kneading dough.
"Wah——wah——" Cries resembling fear emanated from the ghost baby's body.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +10]
Plastic surgery is a technical job.
Although Lynne had never performed plastic surgery on anyone before, his skills in molding clay were quite proficient. In some sense, these two seem not much different.
And the first step of plastic surgery, naturally, is to mix all the messy viscous substances on the face evenly and make it sufficiently smooth. Only in this way can it lay a perfect foundation for subsequent face molding.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +10]
The kneading dough also requires enough skills; it can't be too dry or too wet; you have to ensure it has enough elasticity and toughness; this is also a process that greatly tests hand strength.
"Don't move. Since I delivered you, as a doctor, I have an obligation to ensure your well-being during this time. Don't worry; your facial issues are in my hands!"
Lynne, with a serious face, utilized the noodle-making skills he had before traversing to another world, and after kneading the substance on the ghost baby's face well, he pulled it outwards.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +20]
Twisted it and pressed it back in.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +20]
Then pulled again! Twisted it twice and pressed it back inside.
He thoroughly mixed all that viscous and nauseating substance until it became uniform and elastic. And the sounds coming from the ghost baby's body became more and more terrifying.
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear Level +20]
Thump thump thump——
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. A humanoid monster covered in burn scars, with a pus-filled face stood there. The crimson, foul-smelling slime kept flowing from his eye sockets, horrifying and eerie.
"I want... a new face..."
A deep and hoarse voice came from the monster's throat.
Lynne took a glance.
[Burnt Ghost]
[Race: Evil Spirit]
[Level: 15]
[Alignment: Chaotic Neutral]
[Introduction: An evil spirit that was Burnt alive in a big fire, with 99.9% of the body burnt. Has a twisted and gloomy character and harbors great malice towards anything beautiful.]
[Ding! Task triggered: Help the burnt ghost get a new face, task reward: 50 skull coins, surgical experience +50, special reward +1]
"Welcome! Please have a seat over there and wait for a moment!"
Lynne leaned out from in front of the ghost baby, a standard professional smile in his eyes.
Splat——
The thick fluid from the burst face of the ghost baby splashed onto Lynne's mask.
The burnt ghost who just walked in suddenly stiffened.
"Please sit, I'll be ready soon."
Lynne smiled. Then his attention returned to the ghost baby tied on the counter. To speed up the process, Lynne had to use both hands. He grabbed both sides of the kneaded flesh ball and pulled it forcefully.
"Waaaah———" a horrifying fearful sound came from within the ghost baby.
He twisted it into a braid. Then pressed it back onto the face.
"Ah ah——" the ghost baby trembled.
Lynne flattened the ghost baby and, using more force started kneading the twisted flesh on its face.
"I'll be done soon, please be patient."
Lynne, with a smile, lifted his head and showed a sincere expression to the burnt ghost sitting not far away on a chair.
The burnt ghost stared blankly at the horror happening on the counter. Its legs subconsciously started to tremble.
One pull.
Two meters.
Burnt Ghost: "!!!"
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -20!]
One knead.
Picked up the rolling pin.
Swish swish——
The face of that ghost was rolled flat, and it screeched in terror.
The pus-filled blisters all over the burnt ghost started to tremble.
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -20!]
Something's wrong! Something's very wrong! This potion shop he entered seems to be not right at all!
It stretched out its burnt hand tremblingly, saying: "May I ask… Are you…"
At his words, Lynne, while kneading the flesh on the ghost baby's face, lifted his head, a sincere professional smile on his face, saying: "Oh, this little ghost is too ugly, even somewhat contaminatingly ugly. As a doctor, giving it a normal face is something I should do."
The burnt ghost shivered all over. He said numbly: "Your… your technique is indeed… unique…"
He stiffened all over, the burnt eyes staring widely, and the hunched body straightened at some point. He watched the ghost baby's face in the hands of the doctor, being kneaded like noodles. His legs trembled even more.
Horrifying images of his face being constantly pulled and stretched by this doctor immediately surfaced in his mind.
The burnt ghost began to feel frightened. Had he entered a scam shop?! And just as he had this thought.
Pop pop pop——
Pop pop pop——
The doctor stretched out his hand and popped more than ten tumors on the ghost baby's face. The thick fluid splattered even onto its face with a splat.
It burst!
It burst!
"Mama (ΩДΩ)!!!"
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -30!!]
Subconsciously, he covered the blistering burns on his face, the image of a doctor squeezing them until they burst flashed through his mind.
Thump thump thump thump—
Fear struck him; he trembled, teeth chattering uncontrollably.
[Burnt Ghost Fear Level +20]
[Burnt Ghost Fear Level +20]
Then, in the next moment, Lynne removed his mask, stained with viscous fluid, revealing a kindly smile to the Burnt Ghost, saying: "I'll fetch some tools from the back; please wait a moment longer. You're next."
The Burnt Ghost's (ΩДΩ) entire body's blisters began to pulsate.
What a terrifying smile!! Why did he reveal such a sinister smile when saying it's his turn!
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -20]
[Burnt Ghost Sanity -20]
Originally, he saw the old freak from Bloodsaw Potion Shop leave today, so he wanted to try his luck, hoping to treat his burns with slightly less fear.
But who knew that after the old freak left, a little freak remained!
He, shivering, stared at the ghost baby lying on the counter, convulsing, its face almost a black mush.
"Could it be… is this what awaits me next…"
He murmured. And at that moment, from behind the cloth curtain of the backyard came successive, piercing noises of a chainsaw being pulled.
Zzzz— Zzzz—
Zreeee Zreeee Zreeee—
The Burnt Ghost (ΩДΩ), clutching his head, was so frightened that it felt like his bones would fall apart.
A chainsaw!! It's a chainsaw!! Didn't he say he was going to the backyard to get some tools?! Why would this be the sound of a chainsaw from the backyard?! What are you doing with a chainsaw?!
In his mind, the image of a chainsaw murderer with a twisted smile on his face, walking step by step towards him, appeared.
Black smoke released from his head(꒪Д꒪). And then, in the next moment. his ears perked.
Thud—
Thud—
The footsteps were getting closer and closer! That person, carrying a chainsaw, was walking towards hise!
A shadow gradually appeared on the cloth curtain leading to the backyard, and the sound of the rotating chainsaw seemed almost at the forefront.
"Ah— Ah— Ah—"
The Burnt Ghost, terrified, clutched his head, values constantly floating above it.
[Sanity -20!]
[Sanity -30!]
[Sanity -40!]
The next moment, the Burnt Ghost, with his sanity reduced to zero, scurried toward the exit in terror, tumbling and scrambling.
"A gangster store!! It's a den of iniquity!! Help! Help!!"
[Ding! Burnt Ghost mission failed!]
[Ding! Burnt Ghost's Fear of You +400!]
[Ding! Congratulations! You have acquired your first customer who is 'Extremely Terrified' of you, and you have earned 100 skull coins.]
[Ding! Your fame +10]
Lynne: "???"
He lifted the curtain, astonished, gazing at the ashes left by the Burnt Ghost who crawled his way out, saying: "What happened? I just went to sharpen the surgical knife because it wasn't sharp enough, why did he leave suddenly?
And what's with his Fear of Me +400? Why is he Extremely Terrified of me? I have always adhered to the principle of service with a smile, I've been very polite, and I'm so serious about the guests, shouldn't this elicit a more favorable attitude toward me?"
Lynne was puzzled. Well, he's gone now.
Lynne sighed regretfully. Anyway, let's deal with this ghost baby first.
Ding—
The small, sharp carving knife in Lynne's hand gleamed dazzlingly.
…
An hour later.
Lynne sat in front of the counter, his face full of satisfying smiles, lowering his knife, and looking at the ghost baby sitting before his.
"Isn't it much more pleasing to the eye now?"
Cherry lips, chubby cheeks, big eyes, delicate nose. What was once a horrifying, indescribable mass of distortion, had now, under Lynne's meticulous carving, become cute and lifelike.
Before traversing, Lynne always ranked first in his handicraft class. Every clay portrait he sculpted received unanimous praise from his classmates.
Lynne smiled, feeling pleased. At this moment, a vertical pupil suddenly grew on the forehead of the ghost baby.
Pop—
Lynne burst it instantly. He closed his eyes and said, "This is not the place for eyes to grow, this is a face I've painstakingly shaped. If you want to ruin it, don't blame me for cutting you again."
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear +50]
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby Fear +50]
[Ding! System detected the Evil Spirit Blood Baby's fear of you has surpassed the rate of its resentment growth, the crisis level has been reduced to -321%, and it continues to decrease.]
[Ding! You have triggered a hidden task: Suppress the resentment of the ghost baby, current completion: 321%, you have received a reward: 151 skull coins, plastic surgery skill experience +100, special reward: resentful spirit hair strands x5]
Lynne paused.
So, this can also trigger a hidden task? It seems that many functions of this system still need to be explored.
The next moment, five long strands of hair appeared in his hand. Descriptions of the five strands of hair immediately appeared before his eyes.
[Resentful Spirit Hair Strands: The hair of a female ghost filled with extreme resentment. When possessed, the target will be strangled to death by the hair tightly wound around their neck.]
Lynne touched his chin. This seems to be a good defensive item, but these are only five strands, so I'll need to use them thoughtfully.
Lynne stored the hair strands away, sat in front of the counter, and quietly waited for the next customer to visit. Of course, his attention was always on the ghost doll in front of him.
As soon as it showed any sign of degradation, Lynne immediately pressed it back and adjusted it again.
Time flew quickly.
The light of the soul lamp outside the door gradually dimmed. And this also meant that the night of this world was about to fall.
The method to distinguish between day and night in this dark world is to look at the light of the soul lamp, as it will not light up at night in this world.
And this means, without the protection of the soul lamp, any monster can freely enter his shelter and tear him to pieces.
Just as the light was dimming, and Lynne was about to close up shop.
"Knock knock knock——"
Then came a knocking sound from outside the door.
A tall man appeared there, wearing a thick, black cloak, a black top hat, and a head of long gray-white hair. The huge shadow projected from the door, giving a strong sense of oppression out of thin air.
Lynne's heart suddenly tightened. Because the panel of that person appeared before his eyes.
[Okarlos, Demon Hunter]
[Race: Human]
[Level: ???]
[Combat Ability: You will die unsurprisingly.]
[Alignment: Chaotic Good]
[Description: A powerful demon hunter who travels alone in the Dark World. He does not belong to any organization and is very mysterious. He has devoted his life to hunting those colossal monsters he deemed as evil. Please do not attempt to understand him; it is extremely dangerous.]
Lynne: "???"
This seems to be… a human!
