He instinctively covered the blister on his face from the burn, and the image of the doctor popping it with a sharp snap flashed through his mind.
Dada Dada —
He was terrified, trembling, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.
[Fire Ghost Fear +20]
[Fire Ghost Fear +20]
And in the very next moment, Lynn removed the mask smeared with pulp from his face, and gave the Burning Ghost a kind smile, saying:
I'll go to the back to get the tools. Please wait a moment, as the next person will be your turn.
The burning corpse (ΩДΩ) had all its cysts pulsating violently.
What a scary smile!
Why does he always wear that weird smile when it's his turn?
[Burned Ghost San Value-20]
[Burned Ghost San Value-20]
He'd been hoping to try his luck today after spotting that old freak from the Blood Saw Pharmacy leave, just to see if he could treat his burns without being too scared.
But who knew the old pervert would leave, leaving behind a little pervert!
He watched the ghostly infant lying on the counter, convulsing uncontrollably, his face nearly blackened with viscous slime.
"Could this be... my next fate...?"
He murmured.
And right now.
Then the curtain in the back yard suddenly came a series of sharp and harsh sawing sound shadow.
Pillars-Pillars-
Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp chir
The Burning Ghost (ΩДΩ) was clutching his head, so terrified that his bones felt like they were about to fall apart.
A chainsaw!! It's a chainsaw!!
Didn't he say he'd go to the backyard to get some tools?!
But why is there a chainsaw noise coming from the backyard!
What are you doing with a chainsaw?
A vision flashed through his mind of a sawman with a twisted grin, inching closer step by step.
Black smoke began to rise from the ground in a chaotic, indistinct manner.
And that is in the next moment.
His ear twitched.
rub-a-dub ——
rub-a-dub ——
The footsteps are getting closer!
The man is walking toward us with a chainsaw!
A dark figure slowly emerged from the curtain leading to the backyard, while the sound of the electric saw nearly reached them.
"Ah—ah—ah—"
The burning ghost gripped its head in terror, as numbers kept flashing across its forehead.
[San Value-20!]
[San value-30!]
[San value-40!]
In the next heartbeat, the San-value-dead-burned ghost scrambled out of fear, its body writhing as it dashed toward the gate.
Black store!! Black store!! Help! Help!!
Ding! The Burning Ghost mission failed!
Ding! The Burning Ghost's fear of you increases by +400!
[Clang! Congratulations! You've acquired your first customer with an' extreme panic 'attitude. You've earned 100 Skull Coins.]
Ding! Your popularity increased by 10.
Lynn: "???"
He lifted the curtain and stared in shock at the ground strewn with ashes, left by the burning corpse as it crawled away, then said:
What's going on? I was just sharpening my scalpel because it wasn't sharp enough. How could you just walk off like that?
What's the deal with my fear level being +400?
How did it scare me so much?
As a service provider, I always uphold the principle of smiling service. My polite speech and sincere dedication to guests should naturally make me feel deeply appreciated.
Lynn couldn't figure it out.
"Just walk away."
Lynn is a pity.
Anyway, let's first sort out this little rascal properly.
sting ——
Lynn's sharp carving knife gleamed with a dazzling light.
...
An hour later.
Lin En sat at the counter, her face beaming with satisfaction as she set down the knife, gazing at the ghostly infant seated before her.
"Isn't it much more pleasant now?"
Cherry lips, plump cheeks, big eyes, and a delicate nose.
What was once a terrifying, indescribable distortion has now been transformed into something endearing and lifelike through Lynn's meticulous craftsmanship.
Before her journey, Lynn's handicraft class was always the top performer in the class.
Every clay portrait he crafted received unanimous praise from his classmates.
Lynn smiled and felt happy.
Just then, a vertical pupil suddenly appeared on the forehead of the ghost child.
bang ——
Lynn just poked it and it burst.
With his eyes shut, he said, "This isn't a place for eyes. This face I painstakingly molded is mine. If you dare to ruin it, don't blame me for striking again."
The Evil Spirit Blood Baby's Fear Rating +50
[Evil Spirit Blood Baby]Fear +50
Ding! The system detects that the Evil Spirit Blood Baby's fear level toward you has exceeded its resentment growth rate. The crisis level has been reduced to-321% and continues to decrease.
[Clink! You've unlocked the hidden quest: Suppressing Ghost Baby's Evil Energy. Progress: 321%. Rewards: 151 Skull Coins, +100 Cosmetic Skill Experience, and Special Bonus: 5x Ghost Hair]
Lynn was taken aback.
Can this trigger hidden tasks?
It seems that many functions of this system still need to be explored by myself.
Next moment.
Five long strands of hair appeared in his hand.
The introduction of the five hairs immediately came to his mind.
[Vengeful Spirit Hair]: The hair of a female spirit filled with intense resentment. Once possessed, the target will be suffocated by the hair tightly entwining around their neck.
Lynn touched her chin.
This might be a handy self-defense tool, but with only five pieces, you'll need to think carefully before using them.
Lynn tucked her hair back, sat at the counter, and kept tapping the abacus, waiting quietly for the next customer to arrive.
of course .
His attention was constantly on the doll in front of him.
As soon as it showed even the slightest sign of malfunction, Lynn would immediately press it back and recalibrate it.
Time flies.
The light of the soul lamp outside the door gradually dimmed.
And this also means that the night of this world is coming.
The way to tell day from night in this dark world is by the light of the soul lamp, for in this world's night, no matter how you light it, it will never ignite.
And that means.
Without the protection of the Soul Lamp, any monster can freely invade your sanctuary and tear you to pieces.
Just as the lights dimmed and Lynn was about to close up.
Dong dong dong—
There was a knock at the door.
Only a tall man appeared there, wearing a thick black cloak, a black top hat, and a long grayish-white hair.
The massive shadow poured in from outside the door, creating an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Lynn's heart tightened.
Because the person's panel flashed before his eyes.
[Shaman, Okalos]
[Race]: Human
[Level:??]
[Combat Ability]: You will die without fail
[Camp: Chaotic Good]
[Profile]: A formidable demon hunter roaming the dark world alone, he remains a mystery, unaffiliated with any organization. His life is devoted to hunting colossal monsters he deems evil. Do not attempt to understand him—this is perilous.
Lynn: "???"
This seems to be... a person!