Dr. Raines roared, "I don't know!"
Lynn curled the corner of his mouth and, right in front of him, stuffed the potions from the cabinet into his System Space.
[Ding! You have obtained Succubus Reagent 2.0 x1]
[Ding! You have obtained Bloodfall Reagent x1]
[Ding! You have obtained Cursed Art Turmoil Reagent x1]
"So I truly respect you. Even if we're doctors from two different alignnts, as they say, academics have no borders. Besides, we're both from the En Generation. Wouldn't you say that's quite the serendipity?"
Lynn shook his head as if reciting from the Analects.
But his hands weren't idle.
He kept stuffing things into his bag, not just stuffing but also cramming.
[Ding! You have obtained Black Death Reagent x1]
[Ding! You have obtained Spore Toxin Reagent x1]
[Ding! You have obtained Novel Conduit Reagent x1]
Watching his actions, Raines was practically glaring daggers, struggling wildly as he roared ferociously at Lynn.
His heart was bleeding!
At this mont, he truly wished he could cut this creature before him into a thousand pieces!
Because for a doctor who had spent his entire life researching plagues and various viruses, these potions were the masterpieces of his life's work. Soone touching them was even more unbearable than killing him.
"You can kill , but taking those potions is useless! Don't you dare ruin my research achievents!"
He roared frantically at Lynn, his eyes already bloodshot.
"You thief! You robber!"
Bleeding!
Bleeding!!
Lynn tilted his head, adjusted his monocle with a serious expression, shook his head, and waved his hand:
"That's where you're wrong. Between potion masters, how can you call it stealing? Not stealing, not stealing. I'm clearly taking them directly. How can you say I'm stealing?"
As he spoke, he stuffed the entire cabinet in right in front of him.
That infuriating, innocent tone—any living creature who heard it would feel their liver explode from rage.
Raines glared daggers, struggling and roaring endlessly in his direction.
"I'll kill you! Kill you!"
But it was utterly useless.
Lynn just stood there openly, strutting right in front of him, (*￣︶￣) stuffing those potions into his bag.
And this was clearly the nature of chaotic creatures.
Building one's happiness on disgusting others—just thinking about it brought an indescribable thrill.
In this regard, Lynn and the Plague Doctors here actually had quite a bit in common. After all, they were the type of creatures who would cackle with glee watching others suffer—obviously not good people.
Zuo Zuo (╬) darkened her expression, watching her Stupid Brain acting so smug, and could only pretend to be an ordinary hand, refusing to be associated with him.
"You can kill , but taking those potions is useless! Don't you dare ruin my research findings!"
A few minutes later.
Right in front of Raines, Lynn stuffed the last bottle of potion into his pouch.
Then he turned and looked around.
Oh my~
There's nothing left!
Not just potions, but even the cabinets, experintal equipnt, the floor—nothing was left!
It was truly astonishing.
Because it was so clean you couldn't even see a single hair~
"Oh dear! Dr. Raines."
Lynn turned around, eyes wide, spreading his hands toward the bound and nearly shattered Raines in surprise:
"How is it that there's nothing left? All those potions—where did they go? How strange!"
[Ding! Raines' Hatred toward you 20!]
[Ding! Raines' Anger toward you 10!]
"You bastard!! I'll definitely tear you limb from limb! I'll slice you into a thousand pieces! I'll dissolve you in acid vat!"
He roared, completely shattered by those infuriating words.
And he knew very well that for creatures of the Chaotic Alignnt, the more you cursed, the more excited they beca—because if he were that guy, he'd react the sa way.
But he still couldn't help cursing loudly, because being toyed with was truly not a good feeling.
Lynn curled the corner of his mouth.
Then he slowly walked up to him, unhurriedly pulled out his large boiler from the System Space right in front of him.
He smiled, flexed his wrist, and said:
"Compared to an erudite potion master like you, a novice like is naturally a bit lacking in skill. But since it's just the two of us here, and we're both in the sa field, there's no need to hide anything."
"Just think of as a witness to this plan. After all, going undercover without an audience—that would lose a lot of the satisfaction."
What was he doing?
Raines stared at him intently.
Then, under his gaze, Lynn unhurriedly lit a fire and poured large buckets of sli mucus into the pot.
Soon, under the high heat, the pot was bubbling furiously with massive bubbles.
Lynn leaned on the edge of the pot, grinning as he looked up at Raines:
"These potions I'm brewing—you've probably never seen them before. But don't worry. Once they're done, I'll definitely use them on you first. Just like you use other living creatures for experints. Excited?"
Raines gritted his teeth, staring at him without saying a word.
Lynn ignored him. He put on a mask, donned his White Coat, and unhurriedly tossed various materials needed for brewing into the boiler from his System Space.
Foul Sli Secretion x1 (he had collected a lot)
Root-level Flesh and Blood Tissue x1 (it was everywhere)
Unknown Strange Liquid x1 (he could produce it himself)
And so on.
Then, under Raines' stunned gaze, Lynn tossed that huge pile of unknown, bizarre substances into the bubbling pot. The color of the broth inside kept shifting wildly.
But that wasn't the main point. The main point was the strange sll.
How to describe it...
It was like the exquisite fragrance released when you vigorously stir the unknown sticky substance in a restroom—that kind of addictive, brain-numbing... stuff that made you...
Zuo Zuo: "Can't take it anymore... puke..."
Miaomiao: "Master! Master Brother! Don't play with crap! That's highly improper, ow!"
But Lynn ignored them. Squinting his eyes, he focused intently on stirring the strange, unknown liquid bubbling in the boiler.
One stir.
Two stirs.
Three stirs.
Let them mix thoroughly, let every material perfectly absorb each other's essence.
The pungent odor was so strong that even the bound Raines turned green, his stomach churning.
Because the sll wasn't like ordinary "crap"—it was the kind of "crap" that had been fernted for years, possessing a brain-burning aroma!
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