But even so, the pain level above Lynn's head continued to rise steadily.
Almost in an instant, it locked in at the 100 mark!
anwhile, the chanical Puppet and the two Undead behind him grew frantic, desperately chasing Lynn's tail as they rapidly pushed their pain levels to 91, 87, and 86 respectively.
However, the adverse effects of the intense pain had already begun to show.
Number One chanical Puppet's head was already emitting puffs of smoke, accompanied by bursts of tiny sparks.
The flas in the eyes of the two Undead were shaking violently like candle flas caught in a storm.
Pain!
Unimaginable, beyond-comprehension pain!
The two Undead turned their heads with difficulty, making creaking sounds as they trembled and stared at Lynn sitting in position four, whose entire body was beginning to emit white steam.
He actually...
He actually hadn't passed out yet!
Was this guy even human?! He'd pushed the pain level straight to the 100 mark in one go!
How was he enduring this?!
The Head Examiner and the supervising Night Doctors around them all trembled in shock, because even they back in their day hadn't been able to break through the 100 mark!
Because levels above 100 weren't designed for normal creatures at all!
They were only set for those born with extrely high pain tolerance, or high-level Night Doctors who had undergone special training to simulate various creatures' pain limits!
"Hurry! Quickly check his condition!"
The Head Examiner shouted with a grave expression:
"See if he's already passed out, see if this is unconscious behavior! If so, get him off imdiately!"
"Yes!"
Two Night Doctors imdiately rushed to his side.
But as soon as they approached, they sensed sothing unusual.
A wave of intense heat radiated from the young man before them, wisps of white steam rising from his body, as if he'd just taken a 100-degree Celsius sauna! ŘᴀΝꝋᛒЁꞩ
Clearly!
He was still conscious!
"Hey! Number Four! Can you still hear ?!"
One Night Doctor imdiately rushed in front of him, reaching out to touch his forehead, but her hand instantly retracted as if electrocuted.
Her expression beca urgent.
Because he was so hot!
As hot as a boiling furnace.
And for so reason, his entire body seed to be emitting waves of intense masculine hormones.
Like... like he'd just undergone unimaginably strenuous exercise.
Her gaze subconsciously drifted downward.
Buzz—
Instantly.
Her eyes beca vacant.
[Ding! Target SAN -10]
[Ding! Target shock level towards you 10]
As if she'd seen sothing powerful beyond cognitive limits, her eyes widened instantly, she covered her mouth, and her face turned crimson at an unimaginable speed.
She subconsciously pressed her legs together.
This... this...
Sothing's wrong! Sothing's definitely wrong!!
He... was he really just a young human boy?!
Covering her O-shaped mouth, her entire body stiffened from shock.
"Hey! What are you standing there dumbfounded for?! How is he doing?!"
The other Night Doctor, having urgently checked the other trainees' conditions, noticed the female Night Doctor standing dazed before Number Four.
He imdiately rushed over anxiously.
His gaze then turned toward Lynn.
Buzz—
His eyes instantly beca vacant too.
[Ding! Target inferiority complex 20]
[Ding! Target inferiority complex 30]
"Oh my god!"
He murmured as he stood there, suffering an even more terrifying dinsional reduction attack than the female Night Doctor.
But...
This doesn't make sense!!
(ΩДΩ)!!
Wasn't this machine supposed to be an ultra-terrifying device that inflicted extre pain?!
Why was he having such a terrifying reaction under such horrifying pain?!
"Small case."
His shoulders clicked as he moved them.
Drops of sweat cascaded down his muscles onto the machine.
He slowly raised his head, revealing a tenacious, terrifying cold smile, saying:
"Because I'm really already high to the extre! Heh heh heh heh heh—"
[Ding! Target SAN -10]
"(ΩДΩ) Waaahhhh!!"
The two terrified Night Doctors, hearts pounding wildly, simultaneously stepped back two paces.
Sothing's wrong!
He seems to have beco abnormal!
Click—
Lynn turned his head sharply like a machine, maintaining a sickly smile as his gaze instantly fell upon the chanical Puppet and the Undead.
"Want to keep following? Having so many people competing with really excites ! If you want to follow, shall we continue?!"
Snap—
As if taunting them, Lynn pressed the button again with a cold laugh.
The number above his head instantly soared to the terrifying [101]!
Seeing Lynn's arrogant display, the chanical Puppet and the two Undead were instantly shocked.
Damn!
Little punk!
We've been disliking you for a while!
You really think no one dares to follow?! Follow we will! Do you think we were raised on milk?!
(╯‵皿′)╯︵┻━┻
Snap—
The chanical Puppet and the two Undead, trembling with anger and cold, glared at Lynn and pressed their buttons without conceding defeat.
The inexplicable competitive spirit between n had suddenly been ignited!
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