Because.
I really couldn't take it anymore!
After eating so many strange things at night and just wanting to digest them properly, suddenly you get force-fed all these weird pesticides!
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If it were just a little bit, it wouldn't be so bad—could endure it and move on.
But...
He was pouring massive lethal doses!
If I actually died, that would be one thing, but this guy kept teetering right on that edge, dancing back and forth between life and death!
Bullying !
Too much bullying!
The left hand desperately (〃＞皿＜) clung to the pillar, no matter how hard the body behind it tried to crawl forward, refusing to let go no matter what.
anwhile, the completely drugged-out Lynn (((;꒪ꈊ꒪;))) kept sloshing and dragging forward.
That trendous willpower persisted even after blacking out, still faithfully executing the intention from before losing consciousness.
"Let... let go... dicine... dicine..." Lynn mumbled unconsciously, foaming at the mouth.
"Won't let go! No dicine!!"
The left hand shouted.
For a mont.
Both sides entered a prolonged, white-hot stalemate.
This was truly a situation where letting go ant certain doom!
After persisting like this for over ten minutes.
Lynn's eyes finally swirled with little vortices, his trembling hand reaching toward that pesticide bottle, finally slumping to the ground just centiters away from reaching it.
(ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)——
Large amounts of foam gurgled from his mouth as a wisp of green smoke drifted up from his head.
Unable to obtain what he sought, his will remained unfulfilled...
Just those last two centiters short...
A desolate death.
Lynn finally O(x﹏x)o drugged himself into convulsive twitching.
......
"Ugh—"
The left hand finally couldn't hold on any longer, trembling as it slid down from the pillar, leaving a long trail of foam behind.
But it didn't collapse!
It remained strong!
It o(x﹏x)o dragged the foaming, convulsing, smoking body behind it, extending its fingers, foaming while trembling, struggling to crawl toward the alchemy room.
Each finger movent ca with a stumble.
Copious foam left a long trail behind the hand.
That desperate struggle and thirst for life were displayed to the fullest in this mont.
"dicine... dicine 0ДQ... antidote... wuwu..."
Finally.
The trembling left hand stubbornly dragged that smoking body into the alchemy room, then struggled to climb onto the shelves, trembling as it pried open the lid of a recovery potion.
Gulp gulp—
After finally using all its strength to consu every potion it could find.
That left hand also turned palm-up and, like Lynn, gurgled foam before completely o(x﹏x)o passing out.
......
Who knows how much ti passed.
[Ding! Your Poison Resistance 1]
[Ding! Your Poison Resistance 1]
[Ding! You obtained stage achievent: Poison Jar, You gained 300 base EXP]
[Ding! You obtained stage achievent: Can't Drug to Death, You gained 300 base EXP]
[Poison Jar]: Special achievent, obtained with probability after being poisoned over five hundred tis in a short period without dying. You gained permanent attribute bonus: All Attributes 1, Poison Resistance 10
[Can't Drug to Death]: Special achievent, obtained with probability after being afflicted with over 200 types of deadly poison in a short period without dying. You gained permanent bonus: All Attributes 2, Constitution 5, Poison Resistance 5
Amid the bombardnt of system notifications.
Lynn finally groggily opened his eyes.
Rubbing his pounding temples, Lynn grimaced as he climbed up from the floor, feeling like his whole body didn't belong to him anymore.
"Did I drug that mutant out..."
He tried with great difficulty to stand up, but slumped back to the ground.
His body was too weak.
Weak as if he'd just gone through dozens of special exercises.
Lynn shook his head, trying hard to recall what happened before he passed out, his consciousness still fuzzy, head muddled.
But he vaguely rembered.
At the mont of blacking out, he did seem to see sothing abnormal with his body, like so part of him had moved on its own.
"What was it..."
Lynn rubbed his eyes, trying hard to recall.
He didn't notice that his left hand resting on his leg suddenly twitched.
Then it turned over, palm upward, the mouth on its palm puffing and panting as it mumbled:
"Sa... saved at last..."
Instantly.
Lynn's body froze.
His rigid gaze fell upon the panting left hand on his leg.
An interface instantly appeared before his eyes.
[???]
[Race]: Abnormal Mutation
[Attributes]: Lawful Evil
[Level]: None
[Combat Ability]: Extre Devouring Desire (Currently Weakened)
[Introduction]: A special mutation born on so human youth due to certain coincidences, also incorporating parts of Flesh Puppet Type 3's tissue, Heart of the Faceless Demon, fragnts of Evil Spirit Conglorate, etc. Symbiotic with the host body. Powerful but particularly hates pesticides...
The left hand also instantly noticed Lynn's gaze, imdiately focusing attention back.
Though it had no eyes, there was sohow a feeling of mutual eye contact.
"......"
For a mont, the surroundings fell into brief silence.
[Lynn SAN -10]
[Left Hand SAN -9]
The next instant, Lynn's left hand instantly opened a massive bloody maw, baring its sharp teeth, savagely lunging at Lynn's head like a wild beast.
"I'll eat you (〝▼皿▼)!"
Lynn almost simultaneously reacted, quickly gritting his teeth as he grabbed the left wrist with his right hand, pushing back hard.
"I rember now! So the left hand really mutated! No wonder I couldn't reach the dicine when I wanted to take it (*｀皿´*)ﾉ!"
With a crash.
Lynn was instantly shoved to the ground by that trendous force.
The left hand's massive mouth grew larger and more savage, sharp teeth chattering aggressively as it bit at the air before it.
In this critical mont, Lynn's fierce determination surged.
He rolled around, (▼皿▼#) desperately gripping the left wrist, gritting his teeth as he continued to resist.
No good!
This mutant's strength is too great!
If this continues, I'll probably get my head bitten off by this thing!
Must think of sothing!
Right!
That thing!
Instantly, the ability he just acquired flashed through his mind.
[Ability: Flesh Cataclysm!]
Buzz—
Lynn instantly focused his consciousness on the left hand, gritting his teeth as he boldly activated that skill.
Suddenly, blood churned through the arm, flesh madly surging.
But he imdiately felt trendous repulsive force coming from the left hand, resisting his control.
Clearly.
This was the mutant's will!
"You actually have such a nasty ability, you actually want to control , I'll eat you (〝▼皿▼)! Hadouken!!"
Chatter chatter chatter chatter—
The teeth advanced even more frantically biting.
Though Lynn didn't gain complete control over the left hand, he still successfully checked its offensive montum, reducing the pressure on his right hand.
"I xx your xx! You can actually talk! I'll fight you to the end! Today we'll see who takes out who! Damn!" Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on N0veI.Fiɾe
Lynn was also furiously about to burst.
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