A three-ter-long greatsword could be stuffed inside, let alone all sorts of other random junk.
Moreover.
Even her own potions and grenades could be found inside Zuo Zuo. Without a doubt, this wicked left-hand girl must have secretly taken a lot of his private savings when he wasn't paying attention!
How could this be allowed?
Discipline was far too lax!
And so, for a while after that, Lynn began to repeatedly, going in and out, pulling all kinds of strange things from inside Zuo Zuo.
[Ding! Your Black Skull Coins 5]
[Ding! You have obtained a weapon: chanical Mantis Blade x1]
[Ding! You have obtained material: Nano-cluster Debris x9832]
[Ding! You have obtained an item: Strange Vibrating Rod.]
Finally, after a solid ten-plus minutes of fishing around.
The various miscellaneous items piled up beside the bed had already ford a small mountain. And the strangest thing was, the number of Black Skull Coins and Skeleton Coins pulled out far exceeded the amount Zuo Zuo had just eaten.
Zuo Zuo was already lying there like a broken doll, o(x﹏x)o, tongue lolling out, white foam bubbling from her mouth.
"Zuo Zuo, sothing's off. You ate 90 of my Black Skull Coins, so why did I pull out over a hundred and twenty coins from inside you??"
Lynn sat cross-legged on the bed, counting the sticky coins with a suspicious look.
Zuo Zuo o(x﹏x)o-ed: "That... that was Zuo Zuo's own savings..."
Lynn seriously picked up a Black Skull Coin engraved with the character "Lin", adjusted his monocle, and said:
"Is that so? Then why does every single Black Skull Coin have my mark on it? Logically, shouldn't they be hidden in my little secret stash? So why are they in your belly, Zuo Zuo?"
Zuo Zuo (ó﹏ò｡) said: "Maybe... maybe they ran in by themselves... it has nothing to do with this hand..."
Lynn closed his eyes. "Is that so? But didn't you just say, Zuo Zuo, that those were your own savings? How co it has nothing to do with you in the blink of an eye?"
Zuo Zuo (ŎдŎ；): "Uh... that..."
Lynn gave her a stare.
Zuo Zuo instantly jolted, then raised a finger, Ծ‸Ծ, and said:
"It's actually like this. Because I saw you, Brain, always like to hide your little money in separate places, not putting all your eggs in one basket. So, to help Brain out, Zuo Zuo reluctantly and warm-heartedly took on so of the pressure brought by the money for you.
"Brain, think about it. If one day you lose all your family fortune and end up destitute on the streets, and Zuo Zuo suddenly takes out the little money then, wouldn't you, Brain, be very pleasantly surprised too? Yes, it was precisely because Zuo Zuo considered this that she secretly ate them without telling you. This hand was doing it for your own good."
Zuo Zuo (｡･ω･｡) said with a completely serious face.
Lynn glanced at her. "Is that really it?"
Zuo Zuo raised a victory sign, φ(＞ω＜*), and said: "Yes, it is!"
It was completely out of good intentions.
It was definitely not to prepare funds for trying to get rid of Brain and sneak away later.
She also definitely did not have the malicious thought of knocking Brain out and using the money to buy food.
It was entirely based on a hand's good upbringing and the virtuous qualities of a good wife and loving mother that she decided to do this secretly.
Yes.
That's exactly how it is.
Zuo Zuo crossed her arms, ٩(๑＞◡＜๑)۶, and said: "Zuo Zuo actually still possesses the good quality of being warm-hearted..."
*Slap—*
"..."
A few minutes later.
Zuo Zuo O(╥﹏╥)o, covering the large bump on the back of her hand, said:
"Sorry..."
Lynn closed his eyes, opened his System Space, and put all the recovered stolen goods and loot from Zuo Zuo into his own pocket.
That's right.
For such a left-hand girl with no ho training who likes to secretly hoard private savings, one must act sufficiently strict.
Otherwise, if there's a first ti, there will definitely be a second.
Lynn knew.
He had to find ti to properly discipline this left-hand girl. Even if he couldn't make her obedient in every word, her good and correct worldview still needed tily adjustnt and correction.
After doing all this, Lynn once again recalled the scene of facing the God of All Machines before he lost consciousness.
He frowned slightly.
He only rembered the scene of Miss Puppet desperately carrying him to escape, rembered the pale silver death beams fired from that massive black inverted pyramid, but what exactly happened afterward was a complete blank in his mind.
Only vaguely.
He seed to see, within his fading consciousness, that purple Magic Circle spreading out from beneath his feet.
He knew.
During the ti Sir Aiwen brought him back, sothing else must have happened.
He pondered.
And it was at this mont that White Night, who had been acting as a background prop and third wheel at the door, finally coughed, breaking the surrounding silence, saying:
"Lynn... how are you feeling? Any better?"
Lynn was startled, instinctively raising his head to look at the figure within the background prop at the door.
"Senior White Night? When did you get here? I didn't notice you at all!"
He exclaid with repeated delight.
White Night: "..."
On purpose.
This guy was definitely freaking doing it on purpose.
Lynn started to move, about to get off the bed, but as soon as his foot touched the ground, his body suddenly went limp, and he fell straight to the floor.
White Night was alard and quickly rushed over to help Lynn up, frowning:
"Still can't use your strength?"
Lynn, feeling pained, was supported by White Night, saying: "No, it's the influence of those few curses. I seem to have forgotten how to walk. As soon as I get off the bed, I have a strong urge to wriggle..."
White Night broke into a cold sweat.
But he also knew that Lynn had only used his ability to remove the influence of "Loss of Fighting Spirit," but there were still five curses inside his body interfering with his consciousness, and no one knew when they might suddenly flare up.
"I'm fine."
Lynn sat down, then turned his burning gaze toward White Night, saying:
"Did you all escape the pursuit of those Plague Doctors? How is everyone? Were our losses heavy?"
White Night shook his head, smiling slightly. "Don't worry. Not long after losing contact with you, we received help from Sir Aiwen. All the scattered Night Doctors have been gathered back. We have nothing much to say, it's mainly about you, kid.
"Really couldn't tell! Daring to charge alone into the depths of the Cursed City, and even tangling with a chanical Sovereign like the God of All Machines for so long. You're definitely considered a celebrity in the entire Cursed City now."
He wasn't lying.
During the ti Lynn was unconscious, he had already used special channels to gather information from within the Flesh and Blood Cult.
It could be said.
Now, every single flesh and blood creature in the entire Cursed City knows about that crazy guy.
"Do you know what your status is within the Flesh and Blood Cult now? In their hearts, you've been rated as the strongest flesh and blood creature below the Root level. And in the eyes of so flesh and blood creatures who witnessed that great battle...
"Your evil and terror have even beco no less intimidating than the fear instilled by the chanical Cult."
Lynn: "..."
Seeing Lynn's expression, White Night also found it amusing and patted his shoulder, saying:
"Any thoughts?"
Lynn adjusted his monocle, smiling. "What thoughts could there be? Being beaten to that state, being able to co back alive is already sothing to be grateful for. Do I need a special award or sothing? That's too ridiculous!"
After hearing Lynn's words, a trace of relief appeared on White Night's face.
Clearly.
After experiencing that desperate battle for survival, Lynn's state of mind had also beco noticeably more steady than before.
He was also rapidly maturing through each experience.
But looking at the relaxed expression on this young man's face before him.
He still felt waves of mystery.
Not just that complex Magic Circle, but also the curtain of light Sir Aiwen ntioned. During the ti before Sir Aiwen arrived, at the mont that light curtain lit up, he almost...
Killed the God of All Machines.
Involuntarily, a touch of seriousness also entered his gaze as he looked at Lynn.
"Lynn, do you rember what you did in the Cursed City before you lost consciousness?"
The expression on Lynn's face slowly faded, his eyes reflecting White Night's serious deanor. His brows gradually furrowed, then he pondered and said:
"So sothing really did happen? But honestly, I don't rember anything.
"Senior White Night, do you know sothing?"
He turned his head, seriously asking White Night beside him.
White Night t his gaze, as if trying to see through this person through his eyes, this young man who had displayed various abnormal abilities the mont he joined the City of Night.
He actually harbored such deep mysteries.
"Sir Aiwen originally didn't want to say, but I know you'll find out sooner or later on your own..."
He took a deep breath, looking at him with a complex expression, and said:
"This is what happened..."
...
After more than ten minutes of detailed conversation, by the ti White Night finished speaking, Lynn finally understood what had happened to him during the ti he lost consciousness.
His brows were tightly knit, feeling waves of absurdity.
Because according to White Night's account, before Sir Aiwen descended, it was he who blocked the incoming death beam, scattered the swarming chanical Units, and finally even heavily wounded the God of All Machines.
"I'm that aweso?"
Lynn looked at his own hand doubtfully, as if listening to a bizarre story.
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