His eyes sparkled.
He was already beginning to suspect that the Blood Saw's young apprentice might have been transformed into a Suture Monster by the Blood Saw itself.
If he were an ordinary person, he would never have been so calm when facing him.
"I don't want your me, I want my own eyeballs."
He said in a deep, hoarse voice.
Ding! The risk has been reduced to 45%
With a calm expression, Lynn gently pressed her eyeballs back into their sockets, then settled into the chair. She tucked her hands into her lap.
"This is true."
Then, under the shocked gaze of the Pighead Demon.
Lynn pulled a massive eyeball still clinging to its flesh from her bosom—the eyeball was still twitching.
clatter ——
The pig-headed demon abruptly rose to his feet, his voice trembling as he said:
"This... this..."
exactly !
He instantly recognized the eyeball as the very one the old woman had removed from him, yet how could his own eyeball be in the hands of this human apprentice!
Lynn rested her eyes on the counter and murmured quietly:
"I met the kind-hearted grandmother this morning, and she gave me this toy."
[Pighead Demon's SAN reduced by 30!]
The pig-headed demon stared intently at the eyeball on the counter, cold sweat dripping from the pig-like fur on his neck down his spine.
Because he knows all too well the horrors of that scavenger.
With his own strength, the scavenger effortlessly removed his eyeballs, and if he so chose, could have easily taken his head as well.
And that scavenger... would actually give his eyeballs to this frail human?!
He increasingly felt that the anthropologist was extraordinary.
no .
It is already frightening.
Because he can not see the depth of human nature.
Ding! The risk has been reduced to 20%
The pig-headed demon stared at Lynn hesitantly and said, "The gift the old woman gave you... Do you dare give it back to me?"
Lynn said coolly, "It's not a gift—it's a sale. One costs 200 Skull Coins, the market price."
Is he really not afraid at all?
The pig-headed demon stared at him, trying to find a weakness.
Could there be a close relationship between him and the scavenger?
Ding! The sense of crisis has dropped to 10%
Clap clap clap —
The pig-headed demon pulled out a money bag from his robe and scattered a pile of skull coins across the counter.
He stared at Lynn and said, "Alright, I'll buy it."
Lin En calmly placed the coins into the counter, then put on his gloves and mask again. He pulled out a single eye and said calmly:
"Alright, are you going to have this done here, or do you want to go with me to the operating table?"
"Here." The pig-headed monster declared with absolute certainty.
No one in Ghost Lane would ever dare to step onto the blood-saw operating table.
" good ."
Lynn picked up the bone cutter with a faint smile. "Lean against the counter and rest your head on the table. If it hurts, just call out for help."
The pig-headed monster sneered with a sinister grin, "I'm not afraid of pain?"
puff ——
Lynn took a sip of alcohol and splashed it onto the dripping blade.
The pig-headed monster immediately fell silent.
Light the candle and burn the blade back and forth on the fire for several minutes.
Lynn squinted, knife in hand, inching closer to the pig's head.
A cold sweat drop fell on the counter.
The pig-headed demon quivered, "What's the point of using a knife for eyeballs?"
[Pighead Demon's San Value-10]
Lynn murmured softly, "I just checked your eyes. There are noticeable stones and blood clots in your eye sockets. It's clear you don't take proper care of your eyes. This step is just an extra service I'm offering you. You don't need to thank me."
Wait... wait a moment!
The pig-headed demon was greatly alarmed.
But it's already too late.
Kakakak-Kakakak-
"Ah—ah—"
The pig-headed demon let out a piercing scream of terror.
...
[Blade Skill Experience +1]
[Blade Skill Experience Points +1]
[Blade Skill Experience Points +1]
A few minutes later, Lynn used a disinfectant to thoroughly clean the residual residue from his eye socket, wondering why this time his growth was in knife skills rather than surgical ability.
"Alright," Lynn said calmly, wiping the bone cutter clean with a cloth.
Don't move. We're about to implant the eyeball. If you move, we might screw it in the wrong way.
The pig-headed demon lay there, its snout foaming white as it twitched, clearly oblivious to Lynn's words.
Lynn froze, and instinctively muttered, "Damn..."
[No anesthesia is needed...]
I think I forgot to use it last time when I was sewing the doll's arm...
Never mind.
Lynn shook her head, and her expression returned to calm.
With tweezers, he extracted the eyeball of the [pig-man boss] that had just been soaked in the reagent, then turned his head to search the medicine cabinet behind him.
A few seconds later.
Lynn took a white medicine bottle from the top of the cabinet.
The faint outlines revealed what appeared to be handwritten numbers— '5', '0', '2' —obviously written by hand.
"What is this!" the fresh-faced Pighead Demon trembled.
Lynn pressed her eyes shut, shook the medicine in her hand, and said quietly:
My custom-developed strong adhesive prevents the eyeball from detaching during implantation, and combined with my teacher's specially formulated recovery solution, this ensures a 95% success rate for the surgery.
Lynn was explaining it with a serious face.
The pig-headed demon quivered, "Get me settled ASAP! Listen up! I don't want to stay with you anymore! Listen up!!"
Lynn nodded and reassured, "Rest assured, our doctors are highly professional."
Lynn calmly mixed the thick medicine.
Then, it was evenly applied around the periphery of the eyeball, positioned correctly, and gently placed over the orbit.
Then, using professional tools, they adjusted the angle of the eyeball.
He touched the toolbox.
Then they took a hammer out of it.
The pig-headed monster: "(ΩДΩ)!!"
[Pighead Monster-20 Points]
"What are you doing! What are you doing!?" The pig-headed monster screamed, its voice trembling violently.
Lynn frowned and said, "Don't fiddle with it. This is the final physical procedure. If you mess with it and it gets out of place, I'll have to take it out and reposition it for you, which will cost you a hefty surgery fee."
Lynn shook her head and held down the terrified pig's head.
Then, with great care, he hammered the hammer, thud thud thud, carefully and attentively installing the eyeball bit by bit.
A few minutes later, Lynn was stunned.
The pig-headed demon shuddered instantly and cried out, "What's wrong?! What's wrong?!"
Lynn frowned and said, "An has rebelled."
The Pighead Demon: "(ΩДΩ)!!"
"Don't worry," said Lynn calmly, reaching out to grab the eye-tracking bracket and pulling it upward with a firm grip.
a sound produced by a quick-sliding action ——
As Su Zi and the Pighead Demon screamed in terror with their health bars plummeting, Lynn yanked out the anti-terrorist eyeball once more.
"Just a minor medical error," Lin En said calmly as she readjusted her position.
"This time it's free. I'll reposition myself."
The pig-headed demon let out a series of piercing screams, writhing wildly in terror.
I'm not at ease! I'm not at ease with you!
[San Value-20!]
[San value-20!]
Don't move!" Lin En glared fiercely and bellowed.
"This is the final step. As a doctor, since you've paid, I must be accountable to you! I must ensure that every patient leaves my care in perfect condition!"
With a snarl, Lin En raised the hammer in his hand.
"Stop!" the Pighead Demon shouted in terror, stretching out his hand.
bang ——
The sparks shot westward.
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