In an instant, he gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating corrosion and dissolution, and charged straight toward Lynn with unrelenting ferocity.
"Left hand! Now!"
Lynn forcefully restrained his right eye, shouting frantically.
And in that moment, his left hand suddenly floated forward, revealing a bloodstained, razor-sharp grin.
"Alright! Leave it to me!"
Caw—
A sound, like the piercing cry of a raven.
The jagged maw on Lynn's left hand snapped open, unleashing a terrifying suction that engulfed the entire street.
The stone pavement cracked and splintered, flung into the air. The surrounding buildings groaned and fractured, their structures giving way. Even the dark mist shrouding the street was drawn into the gaping mouth like a vortex, spiraling inward.
Like the eye of a storm.
That abyssal maw was like a bottomless pit!
The horrifying scene instantly threw the hunter’s trajectory into disarray.
Machina’s expression changed dramatically.
At that moment, even he had no choice but to slam his dual blades into the ground, anchoring himself to resist the immense pull, preventing himself from being swallowed into that black hole of a mouth.
But in that instant, a terrible premonition struck him.
"Not good!" he roared.
"Locked onto you!"
A sinister grin stretched across Lynn’s face.
In a split second, his right eye zeroed in on the hunter, who had been forced to stop his high-speed movement.
A torrent of curses surged forth, whispering like the voices of vengeful spirits, engulfing the hunter’s entire body.
His mechanical frame rapidly corroded.
Hissssss—
The massive spider-like limbs crackled, blistering with grotesque, festering boils, as if they had been seared by fire.
His face twisted into something unrecognizable.
"Warning… Extensive structural dissolution detected… Activating emergency regeneration… Engaging counter-curse protocols…"
The hunter’s systems immediately deployed their built-in countermeasures.
But at that moment—
He saw it.
That human boy suddenly reached behind him and yanked out a severed arm, wrapped in black cloth.
"It’s not over yet!!"
Lynn’s grin widened to a manic, almost deranged smile.
A crushing sense of dread crashed down on Machina.
—[Dragon’s Breath Arm]
—[Type]: Heavy Biological Composite Weapon
—[Ability]: Unleashes scorching dragon’s breath!
—[Description]: A forbidden flesh-puppet extermination unit, forged from the head of a mighty dragon. Its searing flames possess an unparalleled purifying effect against dark entities. The dragon head, brimming with unfulfilled vengeance, will unleash its wrath upon all before it…
"Cataclysm!!"
Lynn roared.
With a sharp motion, he hurled the severed arm into the air.
The two tendrils on his back shot out, entwining the dismembered limb. Blood and sinew surged forth, and a network of nerves spread across the severed arm with impossible speed.
[Alert! Warning! System Overload! System Overload!]
ROAR—
A deafening dragon’s bellow tore through the night.
The black cloth exploded into shreds, revealing a massive dragon’s head, grotesquely fused with the monstrous arm. Blood and flesh twisted together as burning eyes flared with endless fury and torment.
"Dragon’s Breath!!"
Lynn’s expression contorted with savagery as he directed the dragon’s maw toward the hunter.
In that instant—
A blazing inferno swirled within the dragon’s jaws, illuminating the entire street.
The gaping mouth opened wide.
A purging flame, filled with boundless wrath, erupted like a molten deluge, pouring forth to incinerate all impurity.
ROOOOAAARRR—
Blistering fire consumed everything in sight.
—
Crack—Crack—
Inside the Upside-Down Tower, the colossal screen was entirely overtaken by the image of that raging dragon’s fire.
In the Hunter’s Hall, researchers stared at the display in shock and horror, unconsciously stepping back from the sheer overwhelming force of the scene.
Then, in the very next second—
The monitor displaying Hunter-03’s feed shattered.
"Warning— Hunter-03 core integrity compromised— Neural sync forcibly severed—"
Fsshhh—
A sharp, burning scent filled the air as the neural cable connected to Machina’s skull snapped apart. The violent backlash wrenched him from his synchronization with Hunter-03.
"Lord Machina! Are you alright?!"
His attendants rushed to him in alarm.
Machina gasped for breath, his mechanical face twisted with fury, sparks flying from his facial components.
"That bastard… used my own flesh-puppet weapon against me! How dare he?!"
Boom!
He slammed his fist through a nearby console, shattering it into scrap.
His anger was justified.
That human was supposed to be weak—nothing more than a fragile fighter!
Aside from his anomalous left hand, the only real threat he posed was that demon-hunting revolver of his.
But he had never anticipated this.
That human had actually integrated a biological weapon into his own body!
No—
That thing couldn’t possibly be human!
A mere human could never possess such an unfathomable power!
"Could it be… that he’s a biological weapon created by Bloodsaw?!"
Machina clenched his jaw.
Yes!
That had to be it!
Bloodsaw was once one of the elder figures of the Demon Society, a leading researcher of the Colossi, and one of the most advanced bio-mechanical scientists in existence. It was entirely possible that he had spent the last decade in seclusion, creating a new monstrosity!
His fingers tightened into a fist.
That human’s mocking grin resurfaced in his mind, and his cybernetic components flared with an erratic burst of sparks.
If only it weren’t for the limitations of remote control!
If he had been there in person, even with that cursed eye and dragon’s breath arm, it wouldn’t have mattered!
Meanwhile—
Click— Click—
Two more screens in the control room blinked out.
"Lord Machina! Hunters-01 and 02 have been destroyed by the Blood-Clad Wraith! We’ve lost all signal from the area!"
Two attendants reported gravely.
Machina sneered. "Forget about it. Tomorrow, I’ll personally take my flesh-puppets and pay them a visit. Have you located Bloodsaw?!"
One of the subordinates hesitated before responding, "The other hunters are still tracking him. From what we’ve gathered, he is most likely in the Doll Courtyard. He has close ties with the Doll Lady there."
Machina’s eyes narrowed, fingers twitching with an ominous click.
—
Wraith Alley.
Having torn the two hunters into pieces, the Blood-Clad Wraith gradually emerged from her frenzied, curse-fueled state.
She immediately turned toward the street where the last flames of dragon’s breath were dying down, smoke billowing into the night sky.
Even she—
Had felt an unsettling chill of dread when the flames roared past.
She darted through the haze.
"Lynn! Are you alright?!"
When she saw him, her expression froze in shock.
The entire street lay in ruins.
At the far end of the smoke-filled road, Lynn coughed violently, the Dragon’s Breath Arm disconnecting from his nerves with a sickening squelch and dropping to the ground.
But the most unnerving thing—
Was his right eye.
That abyssal, cursed gaze—just locking eyes with it sent a deep, eerie chill through her.
"I’m fine."
Lynn gritted his teeth, reaching up to his right eye—
And plucked the cursed lens out.
Then, before the Blood-Clad Wraith’s astonished eyes—
He carefully pulled a glass jar from his pocket, took out his own eye, and—
Pop.
Shoved it back into his socket.
[Blood-Clad Wraith - Sanity -5]
She shuddered.
Lynn took out a healing potion, poured a few drops into his eye, then smiled.
"It’s over."
Hic.
His left hand let out a satisfied burp—spitting out a metal screw.
Ding! You have completed the quest: A Restless Night. Rewards: 1,000 Skull Coins, 1,000 Base EXP.
Ding! You have completed the bonus objective: Eliminate Three Hunters. Rewards: Legendary Special Item – Night Doctor Job Change Map, Legendary Skill Blueprint – Random Diagnosis.
Ding! You have completed the quest: Survive. Rewards: 1,000 Base EXP, 1,000 Skull Coins, Special Item – Nightmare Blade.
Lynn’s eyes lit up instantly.
This haul was insane!
Without hesitation, he opened his newly acquired rewards.
Night Doctor Job Change Map
Type: Quest Item
Description: They are doctors who walk the night, a group of exceptionally compassionate surgical specialists. Their mission is to ensure every patient wears a happy smile. They are devoted to relieving all beings from the torment of disease—so when you meet them, you'd better have an ailment. Otherwise… they might not be pleased.
Random Diagnosis
Rarity: Special Legendary Skill
Effect: Diagnoses up to 20 random illnesses in the target.
Description: He must be sick… right? I mean, probably? There’s no way he’s completely fine… surely something must be wrong…
Stolen novel; please report.
Nightmare Blade
Type: Scalpel
Rarity: Legendary
Special Effect: Never Dulls
Description: A scalpel forged for precision, yet its half-meter length makes it better suited for hacking than delicate incisions. However, performing surgery with it is still absolutely feasible—after all, true mastery of the blade is reflected in the art of fine dissection. Legend has it that under the cover of night, it grows even sharper…
Three high-quality special items!
Plus a massive haul of Skull Coins and base experience!
Tonight’s mission had completely made up for yesterday’s losses, giving Lynn a substantial recovery.
And with this, he had officially reached level ten.
Once this current crisis was handled, he could finally attempt his job change.
No matter how he looked at it, things were looking great.
Lynn didn’t claim the rewards immediately, choosing instead to store them in the system’s built-in inventory.
"It’s all been taken care of."
Bloodclad Wraith furrowed her brows. "But judging by this, these were only scouts sent for reconnaissance. You might’ve provoked a massive organization. If you don’t figure something out soon, the next few days could bring even greater disasters."
After witnessing the past two nights’ events, even Bloodclad Wraith was beginning to grasp the gravity of the situation.
In the dark underworld, there was only one organization that specialized in the research of top-tier bio-weapons—the Demonic Society.
They were experts in fusing machinery with flesh, standing as a unique anomaly in the entire dark realm.
"How did you end up offending such an organization?" Bloodclad Wraith gave Lynn a skeptical look. "You hardly ever leave Wraith Alley. Did you kill the wrong patient or something? Maybe someone held a grudge after a botched diagnosis?"
Lynn shook his head calmly. "I suspect it has to do with my mentor’s past encounters. But I haven't been able to contact him, so I’m still unsure of the exact details."
Either way, tonight’s sleepless ordeal had finally come to an end.
"Let’s clean up the battlefield. We shouldn’t stay here too long—if we attract more creatures, it won’t be worth it."
"Agreed!"
Half an Hour Later – Bloodsaw Apothecary
"It’s late. I doubt anything else will happen tonight. You should get some rest, Miss."
Bloodclad Wraith nodded, lifting her tiny companion in her arms.
"If anything comes up that you can’t handle, contact me immediately. I’ll hold onto the curse for now. Once we deal with this crisis, then you can treat me."
Saying this, she reached out and ruffled Lynn’s hair with a grin before turning away, carrying the little one as she left Bloodsaw Apothecary.
Despite her madness, the past two nights had proven one thing—Bloodclad Wraith was, in her own way, reliable.
Lynn didn’t linger.
He swiftly locked the door, headed to the guest room in the backyard, and lay down on the bed.
Tonight had been dangerously intense.
Perhaps not as horrifying as the previous night, but the evolution of that Hunter had caught his attention.
Lynn was certain.
That Hunter had been controlled by someone from within the Demonic Society.
Which meant…
This was merely the calm before the storm.
If he didn’t come up with a way to handle this, far worse attacks were sure to come in the following days.
"I have to find a way to contact my mentor… or at least, Xiao Xiao."
Lynn made up his mind.
Sleep was no longer an option.
He closed his eyes and commanded: "System, enter the Visionary Realm."
Ding! -500 Skull Coins deducted.
A wave of dizziness and disorientation swept over him as his consciousness detached from his body.
The next moment—
He was standing once again in that familiar, ethereal plaza.
The massive, ever-watchful eye in the sky remained unchanged.
And as soon as he arrived, a flood of information bombarded his ears:
【Regional Intel Update: Following yesterday’s events, Wraith Alley has once again suffered a high-intensity monster invasion. The intruders are suspected to be cutting-edge bio-weapons from the Demonic Society. Residents are advised to stay indoors to avoid danger!】
【Regional Intel Update: Live intel feed ongoing. The battle in Wraith Alley has ended. One of the combatants is suspected to be the notorious Bloodclad Queen, while the other is believed to be the rising apprentice of Bloodsaw Apothecary. Click to watch – 30 Skull Coins.】
Lynn’s eyes widened.
No way.
Intel had already leaked into the Visionary Realm?!
And there was even a video?!
Did that mean someone else had been watching from the shadows?
He quickly clicked on the link.
Ding! -30 Skull Coins deducted.
Immediately, a misty, blackened screen unfolded before him.
The footage displayed three grotesque Hunter creatures—spider-bodied abominations with human faces.
And the next moment—
Lynn saw his own face on screen.
The recording had captured the battle midway through—right at the moment he activated Focusing Eye to counterattack.
The viewer count was already soaring past 2,000.
And as the video played, a torrent of live comments flooded the screen:
"Wait… that’s the doctor?! I recognize him!! Holy hell, I didn’t know he was that strong!"
"Damn, he’s hot! I’d hit that!"
"No wonder I saw the apothecary’s storefront wrecked today! I thought someone finally trashed the place, but turns out it was another fight?!"
"I’d hit that x2"
"This guy’s insane! I always thought he was just some harmless apprentice, but we actually had a beast hidden in Wraith Alley!"
"No kidding! I used to think he only survived here because of Bloodsaw’s protection, but turns out he’s got real skills of his own!"
"I’d hit that x3"
As the comments scrolled endlessly, the viewer count quickly shot up to 3,000.
Meaning…
Whoever had uploaded this video had already made at least 90,000 Skull Coins.
This was a ridiculously profitable business.
But at the same time, it made Lynn deeply uneasy.
Because during the battle, he had never sensed anyone else nearby.
Maybe he was simply too weak to notice…
But neither Left Hand nor Bloodclad Wraith had sensed anything either.
That meant…
This intel broker wasn’t just any ordinary informant.
They were deeply entrenched in the Visionary Realm.
Gathering and selling information was their specialty.
If that was the case…
Perhaps Lynn could use this to his advantage—to find a way to contact his mentor fast.
Without hesitation, he pulled up the uploader’s profile.
【Intel Broker 024】
【Occupation】: Information Merchant
【Bio】: Specializing in job change insights and black-market intelligence across all dark regions. Focus your vision → Instant teleportation.
"A businessman, indeed!"
Without hesitation.
Lynn's gaze swiftly locked onto the information interface before him.
In an instant, his vision blurred, and the scene before him distorted and peeled away.
The very next moment, he found himself seated in a small, dimly lit room. The space was cramped, furnished with only a single lamp on the desk in front of him and a shadowy figure cloaked in black standing behind the counter.
"Welcome, customer. What can I do for you?"
The robed figure's voice was calm as it addressed Lynn, who had appeared out of nowhere.
Lynn took a quick look around before fixing his gaze on the figure. He spoke with composure:
"You're the intelligence broker, the one who deals in information?"
The figure seemed accustomed to such inquiries. Without the slightest fluctuation in tone, it replied:
"I am Intelligence Officer No. 24, responsible for Zone 900. I can provide you with any valuable intelligence within this region—for a price, of course."
Lynn cast him a glance.
"Doesn't seem like you're getting much business."
"This is an independent grid space I applied for from the Vision Network," 24 responded slowly. "Each customer who enters my shop is transported to a separate grid space. Right now, in addition to you, I am simultaneously serving 754 other clients across different grids."
Lynn nodded.
Impressive.
Serving that many customers at once—this was definitely beyond ordinary human capability.
Without wasting any more words, he got straight to the point.
"I want to buy some information. Let's see if you have the intel I need."
"Go ahead." 24's response was concise.
Lynn adjusted the nonexistent monocle on his face and said seriously, "First question: I want the exact location of Bloodsaw."
Silence fell over the room.
The candlelight flickered.
Then, in the same unchanging tone, 24 replied, "50 Black Skull Coins."
Lynn's eyes widened.
"What?!"
Fifty Black Skull Coins—that was five hundred thousand Skull Coins!
Insane!
I could sell my entire shop and still not afford that!
"The target's information was upgraded to Grade A yesterday," 24 explained calmly. "It is currently under real-time tracking. The price has increased fiftyfold. You're not the only one looking for the coordinates."
Lynn's heart sank.
As expected.
His teacher was in deep trouble.
It wasn’t just him—undoubtedly, the Demon Association was also using every means available to locate his teacher.
Lynn took a deep breath, steadying himself.
"Second question: What's the fastest way to establish long-distance contact with a specific individual?"
24 remained unfazed. "The method determines the cost. The lowest option starts at 100 Skull Coins; the highest can go up to 100,000 Black Skull Coins. Please specify your price range."
Lynn closed his eyes. "The cheapest one."
He transferred the payment without hesitation.
[Skull Coins -100]
24 nodded. "Payment received. Answer: The fastest way to communicate over long distances is through the Vision Network. The Vision Network is a mirrored world overlapping with the Dark Realm. With its teleportation function, you can communicate with any entity logged into the network, regardless of location."
Silence.
Lynn hesitated. "And?"
"Query resolved. Thank you for your patronage."
"..."
Lynn clenched his teeth. "That was worth 100 coins?! If I could contact them through the Vision Network, would I even be asking you?!"
"That was the lowest-tier intelligence."
In other words—
You get what you pay for.
Suppressing his irritation, Lynn closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then said:
"Same question, but this time, I want intel worth 1 Black Skull Coin."
Transaction successful.
[Skull Coins -1000]
24 paused momentarily before speaking. "Payment received. Answer: You can hire a 'Contract Courier' to deliver messages over long distances. The speed varies based on the courier's quality."
After finishing, the figure, which had remained motionless like a statue, extended a pale, slender hand from beneath the black robe and placed a registry on the counter.
"We also provide courier services. You may choose any messenger from our available selection."
Lynn gave him a look.
Now this seemed like information worth paying for.
His gaze shifted to the registry on the counter, and he flipped it open.
Doom Bat: A beast-type courier. Uses biological tissue and true names to transmit messages quickly while also bringing bad luck to the recipient.
Domesticated Hellhound: Possesses an acute sense of smell and tracking ability. Can deliver messages over great distances with just a whiff of the target’s scent—but has a high likelihood of never returning.
Void Warp Beast: The most efficient courier, boasting the fastest speed in the Dark Realm. Quick delivery, rapid teleportation… and an equally high mortality rate. Everything about it is fast.
Corrupt Earth Turtle King: Possesses the strongest defense and armor in the Dark Realm. Guarantees 100% message security, has a zero failure rate, and consistently ranks No. 1 on the Information Security Leaderboard.
Lynn scanned the options.
The Turtle King seemed like the safest bet.
"I’ll take the Corrupt Earth Turtle King."
24 paused as if verifying something, then replied, "Booking now. There are currently five idle Turtle Kings available. Accident rate: 0. Speed: 1 meter per hour."
"Wait!"
Lynn cut in instantly, hesitating. "1 meter per hour?!"
24 nodded. "Correct. The breed has been specially modified, increasing its speed tenfold compared to previous years. The one you're booking holds our store’s record in the Turtle King Race Walking Championship—so far, undefeated."
Lynn: "(?Д?)…"
After a long silence.
"Do you have something… more reliable?"**
24 replied evenly, "Currently, these four couriers are available. However, we are actively training more species. If you are unsatisfied, you may return at a later date."
Lynn frowned, mind racing.
After a moment, he asked, "The Turtle King is safe but slow?"
24 nodded. "Correct."
"And the Void Warp Beast is fast but dies easily?"
"Correct."
Lynn slapped the table decisively. "I’ll take two of each. I need them urgently."
24 paused momentarily before replying, "Your request has been processed. Please provide your Dark Realm address for delivery. As this is a biological contract, transactions cannot be conducted through the Vision Network."
"Rest assured, we guarantee confidentiality."
A form was placed before Lynn.
He hesitated for a moment.
Then, without a word, he filled in his neighbor’s address.
24 took back the form. "Two Void Warp Beasts, two Corrupt Earth Turtle Kings. Processing payment. The total courier fee is 2,600 Skull Coins. Once payment is received, shipment will commence immediately."
Lynn: "???"
"Didn’t I just pay you 1,000?!"
"That was the intelligence fee. Courier fees are separate."
"..."
"..."
[Ding! Skull Coins -2600]
"Payment received," 24 said calmly. "Your contracts are being processed. The biological contract scrolls will be delivered within two hours, along with an instruction manual. Please follow the guidelines for proper use. Thank you for your business."
Potion Shop
Lynn slowly opened his eyes and detached from the Vision World.
He immediately sat up from the guest room, glanced at his still-sleeping left hand, quickly drew out the Night Demon Blade, and swiftly dashed out of the potion shop. He cautiously sneaked into the abandoned house next door.
Finding a hidden spot with a good view, he hid and waited for the delivery.
Although it was a bit of a rip-off, he had no choice but to quickly contact his teacher and Xiao Xiao. Otherwise, if the Demon Association really sent heavy reinforcements, it would be too late to do anything.
During this time, Lynn quickly opened his system space and took out the two special items he had obtained.
"Night Doctor Career Change Mission? Random Diagnosis Technique?"
Lynn carefully read through the descriptions. He understood the purpose of both items.
The Career Scroll, when used, would trigger a mission and transport him to a special location. Once the task was completed, he could officially change to the Night Doctor career.
As for the Random Diagnosis Technique, it seemed quite impressive.
"So, with this skill, I can quickly diagnose the target, right?"
Lynn thought for a moment.
"Use it!"
In an instant, the scroll in his hand turned into beams of light that fused directly into his body.
[ Ding! You have learned the special skill: Random Diagnosis Technique. ]
[ Ding! The Random Diagnosis Technique has both active and passive triggering effects. ]
[ Passive Trigger: You can quickly perform multiple random diagnoses on the target, rapidly determining the diseases on the target, and you can trigger diagnoses from any body part of the target. ]
[ Active Use: Focus your gaze on the target and randomly assign at least one, up to 20, diseases to the target. It consumes a large amount of mental energy. Note: The diseases assigned depend on the target’s physical condition and the host’s mental power. ]
Hiss—
After reading the prompt, Lynn took a sharp breath. As expected of a legendary special skill, it could really assign diseases to a target.
This was incredible.
In an instant, a dark chain of thoughts formed in Lynn's mind.
Assign diseases + cure diseases = small money.
Yuck!
That was too sinister!
No!
He was a man of morals and integrity, a good young person. He couldn’t do something so unethical!
People shouldn’t do this, at least not to that extent!
Thinking this, Lynn glanced at his left hand.
[ Ding! Passive diagnosis triggered. ]
[ Disease 1 found: Indigestion. ]
[ Disease 2 found: Fear of pesticides. ]
[ Disease 3 found: Narcolepsy. ]
[ Disease 4 found: Gene mutation (recessive). ]
A series of system prompts rang in Lynn's ears as, with a simple glance, he could see all the diseases afflicting his left hand.
Lynn took a deep breath, shocked.
It was incredibly strong! Truly too powerful!
This skill was a godsend for someone like him, a doctor!
Soon, Lynn hesitated.
"Maybe I should test the active skill?"
No!
That would be too unethical.
Moreover, using his own left hand as a test subject? He couldn’t let his conscience accept that!
Hmm…
Maybe just a little test, it should be fine, right?
Lynn thought for a moment.
"Test it?"
Then he made up his mind, focusing his gaze on his still-sleeping left hand. His pupils constricted.
"Activate."
[ Ding! You have randomly diagnosed the target with the disease: Morning sickness. ]
[ Morning sickness: Typically a symptom that appears during pregnancy, but for some unknown reason, the left hand’s mutation has caused similar symptoms. It suddenly feels dizzy and nauseous, with poor appetite and bloating. ]
Lynn: "??"
In the next moment, his left hand, which had been sleeping soundly, suddenly turned pale, and woke up.
"Ah, I feel dizzy and nauseous... what's going on? Did I eat something bad? No... that shouldn’t be it..."
Suddenly, a wave of nausea surged.
(Ugh) —
"Ugh—"
With a loud retch, the left hand vomited a large amount of dismembered limbs.
Ugh—
Ugh—
Soon after vomiting, the left hand hung down weakly.
"Why am I suddenly throwing up? This doesn't feel right!"
Lynn immediately took a bottle of recovery potion out of his pocket.
"See, I told you not to eat so much stuff. Now you’re sick. You ate all that bad meat yesterday, and today you ate three machines. It's no surprise you're throwing up."
"Here! Drink this potion and rest."
The left hand weakly opened its mouth, unable to argue, and said, "Ugh..."
Gulps—
It quickly drank the recovery potion.
[ Ding! The left hand’s affection towards you has increased by 1. ]
[ Ding! The left hand’s attitude towards you has slightly improved, thinking you’re annoying but not completely bad. ]
Lynn: "..."
The left hand yawned arrogantly.
"Don’t think I’ll say thank you, and don’t think you can buy my loyalty with just one bottle of potion. I’ll still eat you when I get the chance. Heh!"
Lynn: "..."
As expected… this was a powerful skill...
After a while...
Two hours quickly passed.
At the next moment, Lynn suddenly sensed a disturbance from the outside.
He quickly opened his eyes and hid cautiously.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Cold winds howled from outside, causing the door to creak loudly.
At that moment, under Lynn’s watchful gaze, a tall, thin, ghostly figure appeared at the door.
"Your... delivery..."
A hoarse voice, like a throat burned by fire, came from outside.
It seemed like the informant’s delivery had arrived.
Lynn’s expression shifted slightly, and he swiftly descended from the rafters. Calmly, he walked to the door, looking up at the tall, thin figure.
"Mr. Shimu... is that you?"
Lynn nodded. "Yes, it’s me."
Lynn showed the identification provided by the informant.
The tall, thin figure sniffed slightly, confirming the identity. Then, it stiffly reached out a pale hand, removed its skullcap, and pulled out a beautifully packaged wooden box from inside.
"Please... verify."
Lynn glanced at it, then took the wooden box. Opening it, he found four neatly arranged scrolls inside, along with a card.
On the card were lines of general dark world text.
[ Thank you for your purchase. ]
[ Informant: ]
[ Instructions: Open the scroll, drip your blood onto it, sign your name, and the contracted messenger will respond to your call. ]
[ Postscript: Please write your name on the back of the card and hand it to my messenger to confirm receipt of the goods. ]
The tall, thin figure handed Lynn a feather pen.
Lynn thought for a moment.
Then, he reached out and took the pen.
He accidentally brushed against the ghostly figure’s fingertips, and Lynn immediately felt an indescribable chill spread throughout his body, causing him to shudder uncontrollably.
At the same time, a series of system prompts sounded in his ears.
[ Ding! Disease detected in the target: Chronic rheumatism. ]
[ Ding! Disease detected in the target: Ugly. ]
[ Ding! Disease detected in the target: Cold toxin corrosion. ]
[ Ding! Disease detected in the target: Abdominal cyst. ]