"10"
"9"
"8"
Lynne suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Little, the base is about to explode! Let's get out of here first!"
"What about him—what do we do?"
Lynne gave a slight smile, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Of course, we'll come back to dig him out later."
Without any hesitation, Little immediately ceased the bombardment on the sturdy mechanical body. Countless tentacles suddenly leaped, smashing through the steel structure above, and swiftly moved outside.
"5"
"4"
"3"
The countdown continued.
Heart Eater, severely afflicted by brain disease, crawled fiercely, stretching out his hand, trying to crawl outwards. But the severe brain abnormalities greatly disrupted his consciousness, rendering the mechanical body incapable of properly receiving instructions from his brain.
"I will kill you! I will kill you!" He repeated the phrase fiercely, his resentment and hatred for Lynne almost twisting his will. "I will definitely take your life, I must... fly~ I want to fly~~ Ready to take off~~~ Hehehehe..."
His schizophrenia acted up again, and he burst into foolish laughter. And almost at the same time. The countdown ended.
"Self-destruction mechanism activated."
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—
Numerous explosions occurred throughout the base, and the roaring flames instantly swept through the corridor where Heart Eater, still laughing foolishly, was located.
Outside, as a head leaped from the massive crater, the ground within hundreds of meters instantly collapsed, and a tremendous explosion sent flames soaring into the sky.
Little's huge head landed steadily on the ground. With a sharp brake, it bounced and landed on the edge of the explosion zone.
[Ding! You have exceeded the mission objective: Leave the body intact. Reward: 5 Black Skull Coins, Experience: 3000, Special Legendary Reward: Skill: Remnants of the Past]
[Ding! You have completed a special mission: Kill the President of the Demonfolk Association. Reward: 1 Black Skull Coin, Experience: 5000, Special Reward: Skill Enhancement Scroll x1]
With the system notification ringing in his ears, Lynne leaped out from Little's mouth with a slight smile. The gusts from the explosion brushed against his forehead. He watched the rolling ruins with a smile.
"Finally, it's over!"
[Remnants of the Past]
[Category: Skill]
[Quality: Legendary]
[Description: A special skill that consumes a large amount of mental energy, allowing for a temporary re-enactment of the target's state at a specific past moment. It cannot alter the target's strength, and the success rate is directly proportional to the target's resistance. After the duration ends, the state returns to normal. Duration: 1 hour.]
[Skill Enhancement Scroll: Allows for the enhancement of an already acquired skill, marginally improving the skill's effectiveness, up to a maximum of level 10.]
Click—
The enhancement scroll fell into his hand. And in his skill list, a new skill appeared.
"Remnants of the Past?"
Lynne scrutinized the skill description carefully. Judging from the description, it seemed like another subtly powerful skill, akin to his Random Diagnosis.
"Can it recreate the state of a target at a past moment? Does that mean it can turn a target into a fertilized egg?"
Lynne stroked his chin, pondering some unique applications. But soon he dismissed the idea. If it only recreated the state without truly affecting the current strength, then its utility seemed limited. In his mind, he pictured a scene of a fertilized egg frantically chasing after him...
Just then, a massive earthquake-like rumbling sound came from afar.
Titan Skull and Witch God Skull, hearing the commotion here, hopped over, each jump landing like a small mountain on the ground, inspiring awe and fear.
"It seems—my daughter—has dealt with them all—"
Witch God Skull let out a vicious, terrifying laugh.
Titan Skull chewed on a mass of mechanical structures and flesh, foul-smelling blood oozing between its teeth. He gnawed fiercely, saying: "Sorry—daughter—the colossus—all eaten by me—"
Little (ω) said: "Hmm—daddy—you chipped a tooth—let's get a dentist to replace it—"
"…"
"…"
A strange silence brazenly spread around them.
Lynne, sensing a murderous intent behind him, coughed and said: "Little, did we forget something? Maybe... should we dig out that mechanical body first?"
Although the system had already indicated that Heart Eater was dead, Lynne didn't believe the mechanical body would be so easily destroyed. After all, even Little's terrifying strength hadn't managed to crush its head.
Obviously, the defensive strength of that machinery must be comparable to the Source itself!
...
After about fifteen minutes of effort, with Little's help, Lynne soon unearthed the smoking mechanical body from the rubble of the explosion. Covered in burn marks and scorching hot, its surface showed clear signs of melting, but its internal structure remained intact. This suggested what an incredibly robust piece of machinery it was!
"The structure isn't seriously damaged, but the brain inside is probably fried."
Lynne flexed his hand and then drew his ever-sharp Nightfiend Blade, forcefully inserting it into the back of the mechanical head. Turning around, his eyes reflected Little, and he said: "Little! Smash it once more, I'm really interested in that Heart Eater's brain."
"Okay—"
But before Little could act, Lynne was suddenly overshadowed by two massive figures.
Lynne turned around, his eyes wide, looking up at the two huge heads looming over him indifferently, and he broke into a cold sweat.
"You're—already starting to boss—my daughter—around?" Titan Skull revealed its terrifying fangs with a click.
"No!" Lynne exclaimed.
"This marriage matter—I haven't agreed to it yet—" Witch God Skull narrowed its eyes, looking particularly malevolent.
"Eh?" Lynne was bewildered.
Something was off! Very off! What were they talking about? Why did it feel like he couldn't understand a word? Marriage? What marriage!
Crash—
A loud noise jolted every creature on the ground, lifting them two meters into the air.
Lynne turned around, swallowed hard, and then saw Little's mother's huge tentacle raised high. His Night Demon Knife had pierced directly into the mechanical creature's head. The skull cap was pried open.
Lynne's eyes widened, and he swallowed again, murmuring, "Tha... Thank you, madam..."
Witch God Skull, with a strange, secretive smile, opened its mouth and clicked, "No need to thank—soon-to-be family—it's too formal—"
Lynne shivered. For some reason, he had a terrifying hunch.
Lynne turned around. He could feel the dreadful gaze piercing his back, but he still tried to remain calm, cautiously approaching the mechanical body.
And upon seeing the inside of the head, Lynne paused, his expression quickly turning serious just as he had guessed. A brain. A flesh and blood brain!
The brain's sinister tissue and folds were still steaming, but the temperature wasn't very high, unaffected by the explosion. This clearly demonstrated the machine's remarkable protective capabilities. And its true cause of death...was the multitude of diseases Lynne had inflicted on Heart Eater's brain? The steaming brain bubbled, oozing thick fluid mixed with streaks of blood, evidently rendered completely useless.
[Would you like to add the target to your Bestiary now?]
"Yes!"
[Ding! You have added Mechanical Overgod to your Bestiary, earning a 5-point free attribute reward.]
[Ding! You have added Heart Eater to your Bestiary, earning a 2-point free attribute reward.]
[Heart Eater Bestiary]
[Current Sample Integrity: 13%]
[Abnormal Diseases: Brain thrombosis, cerebral infarction, Alzheimer's disease, parasites, schizophrenia, etc.]
[Description: A race from the Dark World of ancient origin, also known as Brain Demons. They possess extremely powerful mental abilities but lack physical bodies. Some special Heart Eaters can parasitize within a host's body, gradually devouring or assimilating the host's brain. The assimilated brain becomes a new vessel for Heart Eater's consciousness, enabling rapid consciousness transfer between multiple brains.]
Reading the information on the compendium, Lynne stroked his chin. Brain Demons? So that was it. While slightly different from his initial guess, it was generally in line with his thoughts.
The reason Lynne could inflict so many diseases at once was simple: Heart Eater was not residing in a flesh body but in a mechanical one. His diagnostic ability could thus completely ignore the mechanical aspects and directly affect the brain. And in the evaluation of physical constitution, How could a single brain compete against his hundreds of constitution points?
Lynne smiled slightly, carefully packaging the brain, and said: "I'll take it back to my teacher; I think he will definitely appreciate this gift from me."
...
At a distant mountaintop, Puppet Mistress had witnessed the entire explosion and the annihilation of the colossus by the two Source-level creatures. She took a deep breath, still trembling inside even now. Her gaze fell on Lynne, standing before the three Source creatures, focusing on the smile on his face.
"Is he Bloodsaw's disciple?" She murmured, her eyes sparkling with admiration. "So outstanding... Truly far superior to that guy Bloodsaw..."
She felt a stir in her heart. After all, such a young and capable being was rare even in this dark world. And most importantly, he was a human. A human flourishing in the dark world like this was an impressive feat.
She glanced at Bloodsaw, still bubbling and unconscious nearby, and quickly lost interest in the old pervert.
After all, if it wasn't for the sheer difficulty of finding a somewhat normal humanoid creature back then, she wouldn't have allowed that unromantic man to help her lift the Bloodborne curse.
Slowly, an idea formed in her mind. Originally, she had planned to have Bloodsaw help her daughters lift the curse. But now, her thoughts had changed.
If... She could lure his outstanding disciple to the Puppet Courtyard... And then use some special methods to get him acquainted with her daughters, maybe they could develop a bond, just like she and Bloodsaw did back then.
Then... If things fell into place... She wouldn't have to watch her daughters suffer under the curse of being puppets any longer. She made up her mind, her expression turning serious.
Then she glanced at Bloodsaw, still lying there (ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)—.
Thud—
With a kick, she sent him tumbling down the cliff.
Useless trash. Been vomiting for more than half an hour, a complete waste of food.
...
In the Vision World.
[Informant: Major event! The Demonfolk Association's headquarters in the Desolate Wilderness has suffered a severe blow. An hour ago, three great Source Headhunters launched a sweep against the Demonfolk Association! The Demonfolk Association's headquarters is now completely annihilated, the number of casualties unknown! More detailed intelligence is being sought!]
[Informant: Collection of footage from the clash between the Headhunters and the Demonfolk Association is compiled. For those wishing to know the specifics, focus your gaze to acquire it, 500 Skull Coins.]
This sudden influx of information sent shockwaves through all major areas of the dark world. The Demonfolk Association, although secluded, was still an extremely powerful force in this dark world. Their powerful machinery and flesh creations, with their unique style, had always been a direction fervently pursued by many beings. And now... Such a powerful force was destroyed?!
"Headhunter?! It's unimaginable how the Demonfolk Association provoked those three monsters!"
"If it's the Headhunters, then it's not surprising. Origin-level, the taboo of this world. No matter how strong you are, provoking them means certain death!"
"Poor and pitiful, another organization vanishes at the hands of Origin-level. Hehehe!"
For a time, all major area channels were abuzz with this incident. And the collection of battle footage from the informants spread rapidly throughout the dark world.
However, for some reason, in all the footage released by the informants, the face of the humanoid creature accompanying the three Headhunters was deliberately obscured.
"Who is that humanoid? Could it be a king from some realm, able to walk alongside those three Headhunters?!"
"I speculate it might be the king of the Unicorn Demons. Other than that being, who else could maintain a good relationship with the Headhunters?"
"But that's not right! Even if it's the Unicorn Demon King, would the Origin-level Headhunters really allow him to ride on their heads? You can see that creature is clearly enjoying the ride!"
For a time, speculations about the identity of the figure accompanying the Headhunters were rampant. Only the residents near Wandering Spirit Alley remained silent. They knew who that figure was, but they dared not speak of it, living so close to Wandering Soul Lane. If they truly angered that young man, who knows what terrifying things might happen. As for why the informants deliberately obscured his appearance, that remained a mystery.
...
Several hours later.
[Ding! You have picked up Lava Core (Damaged) x1]
[Ding! You have picked up Precision Gears x51]
[Ding! You have picked up Damaged Mechanical Structures x30]
[Ding! You have picked up Writhing Eyeballs x5]
[Ding! Congratulations on achieving the stage accomplishment: Scavenger. You have gained experience x200]
[Scavenger: A stage accomplishment, granted for collecting over a thousand pieces of junk. This indicates you have mastered the essence of scavenging and recycling. You receive a permanent bonus: Strength +2, Physique +2, Happiness +10.]
Fulfilling the system's expectations.
After confirming that no living beings remained from the Demonfolk Association, Lynne quickly began scavenging. Whether useful or not, anything that could be picked up, Lynne collected them all, fully embracing the idea of utilization.
After promising Little to help her get better materials for her dental repair, Little was as happy as a 20,000-pound child. She also agreed to help transport all these goods to Wandering Soul Lane after he finished scavenging.
After hours of hard work, Lynne looked at the large bundles of spoils in front of him, smiling and high-fiving Little's tentacle with a (ω).
"All the stuff—packed up—so happy."
"Yeah!" Lynne wiped the sweat from his forehead, hands on hips, smiling like a young man who had just enjoyed a good workout. "Then let's get ready to head back, otherwise it wouldn't be good if something else noticed us."
"Uh-huh!"
Then Lynne suddenly felt a tentacle wrap around his waist from behind and lift him up.
Lynne patted the tentacle, (๑¯∀¯๑) saying, "Little, stop it, I'm afraid of heights. Being lifted this high is not fun at all!"
Little looked up curiously, "Little didn't lift you—"
"..."
Lynne's expression froze. Then he instinctively opened his eyes wide and turned his head, a huge, malicious female face suddenly appearing before his eyes.
"Uh..." Lynne was bewildered, swallowing hard, "Oh... Ma'am..."
[Sanity -1]
[Sanity -1]
[Sanity -1]
Witch God Skull coldly smiled at Lynne, who looked like a little mouse, saying, "Finished with your tasks?"
Lynne replied numbly, "Finished..."
Witch God Skull coldly opened her mouth, saying, "Would you like to have a private chat with me?"
Lynne, in a daze, asked, "Can I say no?"
Witch God Skull coldly licked her lips, smearing Lynne with saliva, "What do you think?"
"Well... what shall we talk about?"
Witch God Skull, coldly licking her lips, said, "Let's talk about something that makes you happy! Hehehehe—"
[Sanity -1]
"10"
"9"
"8"
Lynne suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Little, the base is about to explode! Let's get out of here first!"
"What about him—what do we do?"
Lynne gave a slight smile, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Of course, we'll come back to dig him out later."
Without any hesitation, Little immediately ceased the bombardment on the sturdy mechanical body. Countless tentacles suddenly leaped, smashing through the steel structure above, and swiftly moved outside.
"5"
"4"
"3"
The countdown continued.
Heart Eater, severely afflicted by brain disease, crawled fiercely, stretching out his hand, trying to crawl outwards. But the severe brain abnormalities greatly disrupted his consciousness, rendering the mechanical body incapable of properly receiving instructions from his brain.
"I will kill you! I will kill you!" He repeated the phrase fiercely, his resentment and hatred for Lynne almost twisting his will. "I will definitely take your life, I must... fly~ I want to fly~~ Ready to take off~~~ Hehehehe..."
His schizophrenia acted up again, and he burst into foolish laughter. And almost at the same time. The countdown ended.
"Self-destruction mechanism activated."
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—
Numerous explosions occurred throughout the base, and the roaring flames instantly swept through the corridor where Heart Eater, still laughing foolishly, was located.
Outside, as a head leaped from the massive crater, the ground within hundreds of meters instantly collapsed, and a tremendous explosion sent flames soaring into the sky.
Little's huge head landed steadily on the ground. With a sharp brake, it bounced and landed on the edge of the explosion zone.
[Ding! You have exceeded the mission objective: Leave the body intact. Reward: 5 Black Skull Coins, Experience: 3000, Special Legendary Reward: Skill: Remnants of the Past]
[Ding! You have completed a special mission: Kill the President of the Demonfolk Association. Reward: 1 Black Skull Coin, Experience: 5000, Special Reward: Skill Enhancement Scroll x1]
With the system notification ringing in his ears, Lynne leaped out from Little's mouth with a slight smile. The gusts from the explosion brushed against his forehead. He watched the rolling ruins with a smile.
"Finally, it's over!"
[Remnants of the Past]
[Category: Skill]
[Quality: Legendary]
[Description: A special skill that consumes a large amount of mental energy, allowing for a temporary re-enactment of the target's state at a specific past moment. It cannot alter the target's strength, and the success rate is directly proportional to the target's resistance. After the duration ends, the state returns to normal. Duration: 1 hour.]
[Skill Enhancement Scroll: Allows for the enhancement of an already acquired skill, marginally improving the skill's effectiveness, up to a maximum of level 10.]
Click—
The enhancement scroll fell into his hand. And in his skill list, a new skill appeared.
"Remnants of the Past?"
Lynne scrutinized the skill description carefully. Judging from the description, it seemed like another subtly powerful skill, akin to his Random Diagnosis.
"Can it recreate the state of a target at a past moment? Does that mean it can turn a target into a fertilized egg?"
Lynne stroked his chin, pondering some unique applications. But soon he dismissed the idea. If it only recreated the state without truly affecting the current strength, then its utility seemed limited. In his mind, he pictured a scene of a fertilized egg frantically chasing after him...
Just then, a massive earthquake-like rumbling sound came from afar.
Titan Skull and Witch God Skull, hearing the commotion here, hopped over, each jump landing like a small mountain on the ground, inspiring awe and fear.
"It seems—my daughter—has dealt with them all—"
Witch God Skull let out a vicious, terrifying laugh.
Titan Skull chewed on a mass of mechanical structures and flesh, foul-smelling blood oozing between its teeth. He gnawed fiercely, saying: "Sorry—daughter—the colossus—all eaten by me—"
Little (ω) said: "Hmm—daddy—you chipped a tooth—let's get a dentist to replace it—"
"…"
"…"
A strange silence brazenly spread around them.
Lynne, sensing a murderous intent behind him, coughed and said: "Little, did we forget something? Maybe... should we dig out that mechanical body first?"
Although the system had already indicated that Heart Eater was dead, Lynne didn't believe the mechanical body would be so easily destroyed. After all, even Little's terrifying strength hadn't managed to crush its head.
Obviously, the defensive strength of that machinery must be comparable to the Source itself!
...
After about fifteen minutes of effort, with Little's help, Lynne soon unearthed the smoking mechanical body from the rubble of the explosion. Covered in burn marks and scorching hot, its surface showed clear signs of melting, but its internal structure remained intact. This suggested what an incredibly robust piece of machinery it was!
"The structure isn't seriously damaged, but the brain inside is probably fried."
Lynne flexed his hand and then drew his ever-sharp Nightfiend Blade, forcefully inserting it into the back of the mechanical head. Turning around, his eyes reflected Little, and he said: "Little! Smash it once more, I'm really interested in that Heart Eater's brain."
"Okay—"
But before Little could act, Lynne was suddenly overshadowed by two massive figures.
Lynne turned around, his eyes wide, looking up at the two huge heads looming over him indifferently, and he broke into a cold sweat.
"You're—already starting to boss—my daughter—around?" Titan Skull revealed its terrifying fangs with a click.
"No!" Lynne exclaimed.
"This marriage matter—I haven't agreed to it yet—" Witch God Skull narrowed its eyes, looking particularly malevolent.
"Eh?" Lynne was bewildered.
Something was off! Very off! What were they talking about? Why did it feel like he couldn't understand a word? Marriage? What marriage!
Crash—
A loud noise jolted every creature on the ground, lifting them two meters into the air.
Lynne turned around, swallowed hard, and then saw Little's mother's huge tentacle raised high. His Night Demon Knife had pierced directly into the mechanical creature's head. The skull cap was pried open.
Lynne's eyes widened, and he swallowed again, murmuring, "Tha... Thank you, madam..."
Witch God Skull, with a strange, secretive smile, opened its mouth and clicked, "No need to thank—soon-to-be family—it's too formal—"
Lynne shivered. For some reason, he had a terrifying hunch.
Lynne turned around. He could feel the dreadful gaze piercing his back, but he still tried to remain calm, cautiously approaching the mechanical body.
And upon seeing the inside of the head, Lynne paused, his expression quickly turning serious just as he had guessed. A brain. A flesh and blood brain!
The brain's sinister tissue and folds were still steaming, but the temperature wasn't very high, unaffected by the explosion. This clearly demonstrated the machine's remarkable protective capabilities. And its true cause of death...was the multitude of diseases Lynne had inflicted on Heart Eater's brain? The steaming brain bubbled, oozing thick fluid mixed with streaks of blood, evidently rendered completely useless.
[Would you like to add the target to your Bestiary now?]
"Yes!"
[Ding! You have added Mechanical Overgod to your Bestiary, earning a 5-point free attribute reward.]
[Ding! You have added Heart Eater to your Bestiary, earning a 2-point free attribute reward.]
[Heart Eater Bestiary]
[Current Sample Integrity: 13%]
[Abnormal Diseases: Brain thrombosis, cerebral infarction, Alzheimer's disease, parasites, schizophrenia, etc.]
[Description: A race from the Dark World of ancient origin, also known as Brain Demons. They possess extremely powerful mental abilities but lack physical bodies. Some special Heart Eaters can parasitize within a host's body, gradually devouring or assimilating the host's brain. The assimilated brain becomes a new vessel for Heart Eater's consciousness, enabling rapid consciousness transfer between multiple brains.]
Reading the information on the compendium, Lynne stroked his chin. Brain Demons? So that was it. While slightly different from his initial guess, it was generally in line with his thoughts.
The reason Lynne could inflict so many diseases at once was simple: Heart Eater was not residing in a flesh body but in a mechanical one. His diagnostic ability could thus completely ignore the mechanical aspects and directly affect the brain. And in the evaluation of physical constitution, How could a single brain compete against his hundreds of constitution points?
Lynne smiled slightly, carefully packaging the brain, and said: "I'll take it back to my teacher; I think he will definitely appreciate this gift from me."
...
At a distant mountaintop, Puppet Mistress had witnessed the entire explosion and the annihilation of the colossus by the two Source-level creatures. She took a deep breath, still trembling inside even now. Her gaze fell on Lynne, standing before the three Source creatures, focusing on the smile on his face.
"Is he Bloodsaw's disciple?" She murmured, her eyes sparkling with admiration. "So outstanding... Truly far superior to that guy Bloodsaw..."
She felt a stir in her heart. After all, such a young and capable being was rare even in this dark world. And most importantly, he was a human. A human flourishing in the dark world like this was an impressive feat.
She glanced at Bloodsaw, still bubbling and unconscious nearby, and quickly lost interest in the old pervert.
After all, if it wasn't for the sheer difficulty of finding a somewhat normal humanoid creature back then, she wouldn't have allowed that unromantic man to help her lift the Bloodborne curse.
Slowly, an idea formed in her mind. Originally, she had planned to have Bloodsaw help her daughters lift the curse. But now, her thoughts had changed.
If... She could lure his outstanding disciple to the Puppet Courtyard... And then use some special methods to get him acquainted with her daughters, maybe they could develop a bond, just like she and Bloodsaw did back then.
Then... If things fell into place... She wouldn't have to watch her daughters suffer under the curse of being puppets any longer. She made up her mind, her expression turning serious.
Then she glanced at Bloodsaw, still lying there (ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)—.
Thud—
With a kick, she sent him tumbling down the cliff.
Useless trash. Been vomiting for more than half an hour, a complete waste of food.
...
In the Vision World.
[Informant: Major event! The Demonfolk Association's headquarters in the Desolate Wilderness has suffered a severe blow. An hour ago, three great Source Headhunters launched a sweep against the Demonfolk Association! The Demonfolk Association's headquarters is now completely annihilated, the number of casualties unknown! More detailed intelligence is being sought!]
[Informant: Collection of footage from the clash between the Headhunters and the Demonfolk Association is compiled. For those wishing to know the specifics, focus your gaze to acquire it, 500 Skull Coins.]
This sudden influx of information sent shockwaves through all major areas of the dark world. The Demonfolk Association, although secluded, was still an extremely powerful force in this dark world. Their powerful machinery and flesh creations, with their unique style, had always been a direction fervently pursued by many beings. And now... Such a powerful force was destroyed?!
"Headhunter?! It's unimaginable how the Demonfolk Association provoked those three monsters!"
"If it's the Headhunters, then it's not surprising. Origin-level, the taboo of this world. No matter how strong you are, provoking them means certain death!"
"Poor and pitiful, another organization vanishes at the hands of Origin-level. Hehehe!"
For a time, all major area channels were abuzz with this incident. And the collection of battle footage from the informants spread rapidly throughout the dark world.
However, for some reason, in all the footage released by the informants, the face of the humanoid creature accompanying the three Headhunters was deliberately obscured.
"Who is that humanoid? Could it be a king from some realm, able to walk alongside those three Headhunters?!"
"I speculate it might be the king of the Unicorn Demons. Other than that being, who else could maintain a good relationship with the Headhunters?"
"But that's not right! Even if it's the Unicorn Demon King, would the Origin-level Headhunters really allow him to ride on their heads? You can see that creature is clearly enjoying the ride!"
For a time, speculations about the identity of the figure accompanying the Headhunters were rampant. Only the residents near Wandering Spirit Alley remained silent. They knew who that figure was, but they dared not speak of it, living so close to Wandering Soul Lane. If they truly angered that young man, who knows what terrifying things might happen. As for why the informants deliberately obscured his appearance, that remained a mystery.
...
Several hours later.
[Ding! You have picked up Lava Core (Damaged) x1]
[Ding! You have picked up Precision Gears x51]
[Ding! You have picked up Damaged Mechanical Structures x30]
[Ding! You have picked up Writhing Eyeballs x5]
[Ding! Congratulations on achieving the stage accomplishment: Scavenger. You have gained experience x200]
[Scavenger: A stage accomplishment, granted for collecting over a thousand pieces of junk. This indicates you have mastered the essence of scavenging and recycling. You receive a permanent bonus: Strength +2, Physique +2, Happiness +10.]
Fulfilling the system's expectations.
After confirming that no living beings remained from the Demonfolk Association, Lynne quickly began scavenging. Whether useful or not, anything that could be picked up, Lynne collected them all, fully embracing the idea of utilization.
After promising Little to help her get better materials for her dental repair, Little was as happy as a 20,000-pound child. She also agreed to help transport all these goods to Wandering Soul Lane after he finished scavenging.
After hours of hard work, Lynne looked at the large bundles of spoils in front of him, smiling and high-fiving Little's tentacle with a (ω).
"All the stuff—packed up—so happy."
"Yeah!" Lynne wiped the sweat from his forehead, hands on hips, smiling like a young man who had just enjoyed a good workout. "Then let's get ready to head back, otherwise it wouldn't be good if something else noticed us."
"Uh-huh!"
Then Lynne suddenly felt a tentacle wrap around his waist from behind and lift him up.
Lynne patted the tentacle, (๑¯∀¯๑) saying, "Little, stop it, I'm afraid of heights. Being lifted this high is not fun at all!"
Little looked up curiously, "Little didn't lift you—"
"..."
Lynne's expression froze. Then he instinctively opened his eyes wide and turned his head, a huge, malicious female face suddenly appearing before his eyes.
"Uh..." Lynne was bewildered, swallowing hard, "Oh... Ma'am..."
[Sanity -1]
[Sanity -1]
[Sanity -1]
Witch God Skull coldly smiled at Lynne, who looked like a little mouse, saying, "Finished with your tasks?"
Lynne replied numbly, "Finished..."
Witch God Skull coldly opened her mouth, saying, "Would you like to have a private chat with me?"
Lynne, in a daze, asked, "Can I say no?"
Witch God Skull coldly licked her lips, smearing Lynne with saliva, "What do you think?"
"Well... what shall we talk about?"
Witch God Skull, coldly licking her lips, said, "Let's talk about something that makes you happy! Hehehehe—"
[Sanity -1]
