Lynn said in surprise, "Was it you who saved ?"
Raven stood up calmly, looking down at him and said, "Although I don't like you at all, you demon, as a doctor, even if it's a... sli in front of , I can't just stand by and do nothing."
He had originally intended to say that (beep) word, but felt it wasn't very civilized, so he changed it at the last mont.
Lynn's eyes instantly turned red, damn it.
His heart imdiately brewed up a 100,000-word sentintal soft essay that he wanted to express.
"Cut the crap."
Raven calmly crossed his arms, promptly interrupting his emotional buildup, and looked down at him:
"Tell about it, it's interrogation ti now. Where did you learn that special diagnostic ability, and how did you get hit with that curse? I suggest you be honest."
Ding—
A slender scalpel magically appeared in his hand as if performing a trick.
"We Night Doctors rarely kill people." He cracked his neck casually and said calmly:
"But we do know so thods of interrogation and coercion, and we're quite professional at it."
[Ding! You have triggered a special option task!]
[Task Branch One]: Punch him and teach him how to write the words "grandpa," task reward: 5 Black Skull Coins.
[Task Branch Two]: Sneer coldly to show how aweso you are! Task reward: 3 Black Skull Coins.
[Task Branch Three]: Smile and tell him "I know how too, and I'm very professional!" Task reward: 1 Black Skull Coin.
[Task Branch Four]: Answer Raven's questions truthfully and appropriately, task reward: 300 Skeleton Coins.
Hearing the system prompt in his ear.
Lynn chuckled inwardly.
The dog's deliberately trying to annoy , huh?
What a little rascal!
He looked at Raven in front of him, instinctively reaching to adjust his monocle, but finding none, he reluctantly lowered his hand.
Then.
He sneered coldly at Raven, making himself look incredibly aweso, and said:
"I know how too, and I'm very professional!"
[Ding! Raven's affinity toward you -10]
Just as Raven was about to offer so "concern" about his arrogant attitude.
Lynn imdiately used Flesh Calamity to press down on his brain nerve endings, his eyes rolled back, everything went dark before him, and he fell backward with a thud, white foam bubbling from his mouth. ꞦÂƝȮꞖÊŚ
Raven: "?!!!"
Before losing consciousness, Lynn heard Raven's urgent shout.
"Soone! Post-surgery complications! He's passed out! He's passed out! Quick, bring my dical kit!"
...
Several minutes later.
After being resuscitated, Lynn rubbed his forehead weakly and said:
"Sorry, Mr. Raven, there might still be so lingering aftereffects of that curse in my brain. I was clearly in a blackout state just now. I'm very sorry for my disrespect toward you."
Raven raised an eyebrow and said:
"It's fine. Now can you answer my questions?"
Lynn nodded rapidly up and down and said: "Absolutely no problem."
[Ding...]
Two seemingly reluctant prompts sounded in Lynn's ear.
Lynn stuffed the four Black Skull Coins he'd freeloaded into his chest, then thought for a mont and said seriously:
"That curse is quite special. I encountered a Pig-Headed Butcher a few days ago when I went to provide dical services at soone's ho, and I obtained it through a transaction with him."
Raven raised an eyebrow: "Pig-Headed Butcher? Obtained through a transaction?"
Lynn nodded: "That's right. The situation was urgent at the ti. To save a little girl, I had no choice but to drink a soup prepared by that Pig-Headed Butcher. That soup gave so knowledge and also gave a curse."
"And that curse is the [Crying Clown] that made lose control."
Raven frowned, looking Lynn up and down: "You actually know the na of that curse?"
Lynn took a deep breath and said with complexity:
"Yes, after I finished drinking the soup, my respected teacher diagnosed and told this na. But I only confird what specific effects it would have on when I ca here."
He shook his head.
"But by then it was already too late. The curse's effects on ca far too quickly."
Raven glanced at the door and said:
"Are you telling the truth?"
Lynn smiled bitterly: "Mr. Raven, why would I need to lie to you? Lying to you brings no benefits at all."
Raven looked at him suspiciously: "Second question, where did you learn that diagnostic ability? Don't tell you were born with it? No creature can possess such terrifying ability."
Lynn raised his head, his gaze sowhat lancholy, then shook his head with a bitter smile:
"I really can't hide it from you. To be honest, all my skills were taught by my teacher. Not just diagnostic ability, but also curse abilities, growing tentacles, bio-armant, and flesh disturbances—they're all my teacher's signature skills."
Upon hearing this, Raven was slightly shocked and said doubtfully:
"That powerful? Who is your teacher?"
The corner of Lynn's mouth lifted, his eyes showing so pride and arrogance: "My teacher doesn't want to ntion him in front of outsiders because he said we should keep a low profile. But to show my sincerity, I'd better tell you sothing."
He smiled slightly, adjusting nothing in the air:
"My teacher is a founding Elder of the Demonkin Association, a master of flesh modification standing at the peak of this world, a top-tier Potion Master, top-tier dical practitioner, top-tier chanical expert, top-tier surgical specialist. Additionally, my teacher's Mistress is also a top-tier Cursed Arts master, top-tier doll master, top-tier curse expert."
"And I am my teacher's most outstanding student, bar none."
The corner of his mouth lifted, a proud aura bursting forth.
"You can call my teacher by his current na: Bloodsaw, a true life ntor."
Surroundings fell into silence.
Raven listened in astonishnt to the long list of titles he had just spoken.
His expression showed so doubt:
"Really?"
Lynn smiled faintly, spreading his arms: "Mr. Raven, since you've operated on , you should be able to tell that I've taken so kind of potion that enhances spirit and physique. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so powerful."
Raven frowned and narrowed his eyes: "There was indeed enhancent from high-level drugs. If I'm not mistaken, that was at least a legendary-grade potion, right?"
Lynn smiled faintly, adjusting nothing in the air: "Good eye. That's right, that was my teacher's masterpiece. He was worried I might get into trouble, so he had take it casually on the road. And we have pots and pots of such potions in our shop, hehehe."
Raven raised an eyebrow, secretly gasping in shock, though his reaction was hidden beneath his mask.
His gaze toward Lynn gradually beca more serious.
If what he said was true...
That ans...
This sinister brat is so bizarre because he received the inheritance from that mysterious existence behind him?
Bloodsaw...
Right.
An existence capable of brewing legendary-grade potions would indeed be sothing to be proud of throughout the entire Dark World.
Because even among their Night Doctor community, there have only been one or two such individuals over hundreds of years.
And they don't succeed every ti.
This kid seems to have so background!
Raven's eyes flickered.
...
Achoo—
A certain shop owner at the Bloodsaw Potion Shop sneezed inexplicably, looking up in confusion.
...
Silent Town.
Raven looked deeply at Lynn: "Then what's your purpose in coming here?"
Lynn spread his hands and smiled: "Simple. Because my teacher said Night Doctors are the best dical curse in the Dark World, bar none. If I want to advance further on the path of being a doctor, becoming a Night Doctor is the best choice."
"So I ca here attracted by the reputation, though there might have been so minor unpleasantness along the way."
Lynn took a deep breath and shook his head apologetically.
Raven said profoundly: "Is it really that simple?"
Lynn said seriously: "It really is that simple."
Raven narrowed his eyes: "Are you sure everything you've said is true?"
Lynn smiled bitterly and raised three fingers: "Of course... If I've told you even one lie, may I be struck by five thunderbolts."
Crack—
A bolt of lightning flashed outside the window.
"..."
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