Apocalypse Landlord: My Tenants Are All Beautiful Heroines. Chapter 92: Flesh Sculptor

Jewell was about to leave to continue Jas’s observation when a holographic screen appeared before him.

[Congratulations, Tenant!]

[You have awakened a hidden class!]

Na: Jewell Whitfield

Class: Flesh Sculptor (New!)

Job: Combat Surgeon

Level: 2

Basic Attributes:

Strength: 2 ( 2)

Agility: 1

Constitution: 3 ( 1)

Perception: 7

Intelligence: 8 ( 4)

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Unique Stats:

Biomass: 0

Maximum Biomass Capacity: 100

Biomass Efficiency: 12%

Biomass Stability: 9%

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Class Equipnt:

• Surgical Scalpel

Quality: Standard

Durability: 70/70

(Repairable in Workshop)

Damage: 18~34 HP

Status: [Bound Tool]

Special Effect:

-> Precision 50% while operating.

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Passive Skills:

• Anatomical Jurisdiction (Lv 1): Allows visualization of internal body structures and identifies injuries and weak points at a glance.

• Steady Hands (Lv 1): Increases precision while operating, lowering the chances of mistakes during surgery.

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Active Skills:

• Flesh Stitching (Lv 1): At the expense of 10~40 biomass, can instantly seal any external wound.

• Blood Sealant (Lv 1): At the expense of 60~100 biomass, can instantly halt internal bleeding/fix internal organ rupture depending on the biomass limit.

• Biomass Extract (Lv 1): Allows extraction of 10~30 biomass from corpses.

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Remarks:

Precision and biomass are unique characteristics of the assigned class.

Warning:

Excessive Biomass usage may lead to ntal and physical instability.

"...woah! Doctor evolved again!"

A nurse exclaid, peeking over Jewell’s shoulder. Since everyone in the apartnt had a system and could potentially use Evo-Gear, all of them thought of themselves as evolvers. Hence, the nurse claid that Jewell had evolved again.

Jewell sensed everyone’s eyes on him and quickly shut the interface before turning to the nurse.

"Do we not have enough patients to help that you’re standing here?" he said sternly.

The nurse hurriedly left, and everyone got busy working as his gaze fell on them. Only Daniel was left behind. He gave Jewell a thumbs-up before walking away.

Only after everyone had left did Jewell dare to look at his status page.

"Flesh sculptor... It’s the first ti I have a heard of such a weird class. And what’s this about extracting biomass? Does this thing take for a zombie?"

Jewell smirked and shook such thoughts out of his head. At the sa ti, he decided to inform Aiden about it once he got so results from Jas.

"...should I use these skills on him?"

Testing on soone without Aiden’s permission might backfire on him. However, it would be a different matter if no one reported him. Besides, Aiden had already left Jas in his care, so it didn’t matter much... did it?

With that thought in his mind, he took the clipboard and scrawled a few words on it.

The patient’s tongue went numb after administering injectors via the mouth.

Without a tongue, Jas won’t talk, would he? As for the fake symptom Jewell wrote down, he had received a new scalpel to make it true.

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anwhile, in Aiden’s unit...

"This guy can sure act," Aiden smirked, closing the [Supervision] tab.

After the system inford him about Jewell’s awakening, he wanted to learn more about his class. He was about to call him up again, but then decided to use [Supervision] instead, and he was glad he did.

Jewell acted all concerned for Jas when Aiden lost his mind, but now he was doing much worse things to Jas than Aiden ever did, that too without batting an eye.

[Seriously, these earthlings are all twisted.]

"As if you, of all things, have the right to say that."

[I do, because I’m not from this world.]

"How about I twist you instead?"

[...my sincere apologies, Host. Other than that, shouldn’t we stop Jewell? Jas did serve you well—]

"The fool has outlived his usefulness," Aiden cut her off. "Compared to him, Lina is much better and actually has talent for her assigned job."

At first, Aiden had planned to let Jas stay after he learned his lesson. But all that went right down the drain once he found Lina.

Jas no longer had any use other than being a test dummy. If Jewell wanted to play with him, then so be it. After all, even Jewell was much more useful to him than that slob.

[What about Alisha and Lily? Alisha might not mind it, but Lily...]

Aiden got up, walking to the floor-to-ceiling window in the hall. Lily was innocent in all this. That was true. However, her own father exploited her, which is why he got punished.

"She is better off having no father than having Jas."

Ignoring the sentintal talks, Aiden looked through the other facilities. The only facilities that could level up with two thousand exp or less were the watchtowers.

Since there was no point in upgrading them just yet, Aiden closed the interface and went to check on Amaela’s progress with the ghouls next.

Aiden had a feeling Jewell would ask him about the corpses he had been collecting in the basent to get biomass from.

However, just as he was about to step out, he noticed a commotion downstairs.

"What the hell is going on down there?" he mumbled, leaning on the window.

Below, three people were being carried into the building. Karina was holding two girls over her shoulders while Glenn was supporting Dexter inside, and none of them were conscious.

Aiden walked out, heading towards the dicare center. By the ti he got there, Karina was already lowering the two won onto stretchers, and Dexter had already been pushed into the operating theater.

"What happened?" Aiden asked.

"The guards found them outside," Karina replied, her shoulders stained with the blood of the won. "Soone had dumped them there and left."

Aiden turned to Glenn and said, "Bring those guards here!"

Glenn nodded and rushed out. anwhile, Aiden crouched down and looked at one of the won. Daniel was working on stopping her bleeding while a couple of nurses worked on the other girl.

"Sir—"

"Keep doing what you are," Aiden said dismissively, checking their wounds.

At a glance, it seed like her shoulder had been punctured by a rhino’s horn. It was the sa for the other girls. Puncture wounds along her collarbone and upper arm, but no other injuries.

"What about Dexter’s wounds?" Aiden asked Daniel.

"He had a similar puncture pattern as the won, but his are worse placed. One in the side, one in the thigh, and one just beside the heart... the chances of his survival—"

"That’s enough," Aiden sighed, getting up and pointed at Karina. "Co with ."