[Lynn]
[Age: 17]
[Level: 2]
[Race: Human]
[Strength: 3]
[Agility: 4]
[Intelligence: 7]
[Constitution: 3]
[Basic Skills]
[Intermediate Domestic Proficiency: 901/1000]
[Novice Potion Brewing: 90/100]
[Basic Surgical Skills: 20/100]
[Skull Coins: 100]
[Renown: None]
[Description: An unknown assistant at Blood Saw's Pharmacy, a frail but shrewd human youth. He has survived in this world for two years, but death could come at any moment...]
Lynn calmly examined the panel that suddenly appeared before him.
The ability to maintain a poker face, which he had cultivated over the past two years, allowed him to remain composed in the face of almost anything.
He studied it for a moment, gradually understanding some of the system's functions.
"So, as long as I complete tasks given by creatures in this world, I can receive corresponding rewards and improve my abilities in various aspects?" Lynn pondered.
If that was the case,
His chances of survival in this world had just increased a bit.
At that moment, his master's hoarse voice and footsteps echoed from inside the house.
"Lynn, I'm going out for a while. I'll be back in about two days. Take good care of the shop, lock the doors at night, and don't let those pesky thieves take anything."
Scrape—
A dragging sound came from the corridor.
[Ding! Your master The Blood Saw Maniac has issued a task: Guard the shop. Task rewards: 50 Skull Coins, 100 Basic Experience Points, 1 Special Reward]
[Task failure penalty: The pharmacy might need more... collections.]
...
Lynn immediately returned to the house.
In front of the entrance hall,
He saw his master dragging a blood-soaked sack, with something inside still wriggling and struggling.
That towering figure, at least two meters tall, with a dark red body covered in blisters, was his master's form.
A panel instantly appeared before Lynn's eyes.
[The Blood Saw Maniac]
[Race: Patchwork Monster]
[Level: ???]
[Alignment: Lawful Evil]
[Combat Ability: Please do not attempt to provoke him.]
[Description: Owner of Blood Saw's Pharmacy in Wandering Soul Alley. Skilled in various surgical procedures, but often engages in some "interesting" side businesses beyond surgery...]
Lynn was inwardly shaken but maintained his composure outwardly.
"Master, is there anything I should pay attention to while you're gone?" Lynn asked.
He knew this was something he had to inquire about, or he might end up dead.
The Blood Saw Maniac slung the sack over his shoulder and rasped:
"Those with money pay, those without make an exchange. For those who have neither money nor willingness to trade, you handle it yourself."
Thud—
A blood-stained bone carver was tossed in front of Lynn.
[Ding! You have obtained a special item: Blood Saw's Bone Carver x1]
[Blood Saw's Bone Carver]
[Quality: Excellent]
[Level: ???]
[Exclusive: The Blood Saw Maniac (Authorization Granted)]
[Description: A surgical knife frequently used by the owner of Blood Saw's Pharmacy. Extremely sharp, with strong cutting power against both flesh and spirits. It's said that after prolonged use, you might find yourself irresistibly compelled to cut something...]
"Remember," The Blood Saw Maniac said as he carried the blood-soaked sack towards the shop's exit.
"No matter what sounds you hear outside, don't step beyond the Soul Lantern's range."
"No matter who asks you to make a house call, ignore them."
"At night, lock the main door, close all windows. Kill anyone who enters, and don't respond to any calls!"
Lynn nodded, committing his master's words to memory.
"Yes, Master. I understand."
Then, under his watchful gaze, the towering Blood Saw Maniac quickly vanished into the thick darkness.
Time passed swiftly.
Lynn began his daily routine, wiping the blood from the floor, adjusting common potions for treating various ailments, then sitting at the counter with the bone carver in hand, eyes closed, waiting for time to pass.
And then, in the next moment.
"Knock knock knock—"
Three knocks came from outside the door.
Lynn raised his head and looked towards the main entrance.
He saw a dirty little girl standing at the doorway, holding a doll in her arms, her small hand gently knocking on the door.
With a pitiful expression on her face, she said:
"Is the owner in? My doll's arm is broken. Can you save my doll?"
[Ding! Blood Puppet has issued a task: Treat the injured doll. Task completion rewards: 50 Skull Coins, 50 Surgical Skill Experience, 1 Special Reward]
Lynn glanced briefly.
He noticed the flame of the Soul Lantern outside the door flickering slightly.
The chaotic flicker indicated the strength of the visitor. Under the protection of the Soul Lantern, as long as you didn't actively invite someone in, they couldn't enter.
Of course,
Powerful beings were an exception.
Information about the girl instantly appeared before his eyes.
[Blood Doll]
[Level: 5]
[Race: Flesh Specter]
[Alignment: Chaotic Neutral]
[Combat Ability: You can provoke it slightly]
[Description: A doll carrying a doll, searching for mama in Wandering Soul Alley. Whoever tries to snatch her beloved doll, she'll let her doll eat them...]
Lynn felt a chill down his spine but maintained his calm expression.
"Come in," he said.
As an assistant at the pharmacy in Wandering Soul Alley, Lynn knew there were rules here too. As long as you didn't touch these spirits and monsters' taboos, they weren't truly bloodthirsty, and business could still be conducted.
The little girl sat down at the counter, pitifully hugging her doll.
Lynn took a glance.
One of the doll's arms in her embrace was completely torn apart, with crimson blood and filth oozing from inside.
It looked as if something had viciously bitten it off.
"Doctor, please save my doll. Her arm is broken, and we can't find it. She's my favorite doll. If this continues, she'll die," the girl said pitifully.
Then suddenly, her mouth twisted violently, stretching to the back of her neck, revealing a bloody smile on her face.
"You can definitely save the doll, right? Big brother?"
[Lynn's Sanity -5]
Lynn maintained his composure and reached out to examine the doll's severed arm.
At that moment, the system's voice rang in his mind.
[Ding! Bite marks are visible on the wound, preliminarily matching the teeth of the subject's guardian. The blood components in her mouth match those of the doll. Initial diagnosis: The subject's guardian has eaten one of the subject's arms.]
Lynn: "???"
This system was indeed impressive, automatically helping him make a diagnosis.
If that was the case, things would be much simpler.
He glanced at the little girl, ignoring her bloody smile, and asked, "Have you eaten anything recently?"
The little girl instantly retracted her bloody smile, once again resuming her previous harmless and pitiful appearance. She clasped her hands together and said:
"I haven't eaten anything for many days. I'm starving. But last night while I was asleep, I did have a hearty feast in my dream."
She licked her lips and suddenly let out a silvery laugh, saying:
"It was delicious."
Creak—Creak—
The doll on the counter suddenly broke into the same eerie smile as the girl, repeatedly echoing her words.
"It was delicious! It was delicious! Hee hee hee hee!"
[Lynn's Sanity -10]