This was the first human he had met in this dark world in the past two years.
And judging from the panel, he was a person with explosive combat ability.
"I need treatment, and I also need some combat potions and recovery potions."
A hoarse middle-aged man's voice came from under the big top hat.
Ryan immediately stood up, put on a professional smile on his face, and said:
"Welcome, please come in."
The demon hunter strode into the door, and the soul lamp hanging at the door was flashing wildly and almost extinguished.
This also shows that the strength of this demon hunter is ridiculously strong.
The demon hunter sat in front of the counter, raised his head, and looked at Ryan.
Ryan immediately felt his skin burning and painful, and just the sight hurt him, so you can imagine the strength of this person.
"I didn't expect that I could meet a living fellow in this dark world."
The demon hunter glanced at him and said.
He took the wine pot from his waist and took a sip, and a strong and pungent smell of alcohol hit him.
[Ding! Trigger the task: Treat the demon hunter's injuries, task reward: 500 skull coins, demon hunter's favorability +50]
[Task failure penalty: Killed by the demon hunter. ]
[Ding! You triggered the same race bond, and the task failure penalty is erased! ]
Ryan's heart skipped a beat.
As soon as he saw the task failure penalty pop up, he had a bad feeling.
And it was as he expected.
A demon hunter walking in the dark world must have no good feelings for any monster, and fortunately he is also a human, otherwise, this powerful man would definitely chop him with a knife.
Ryan stabilized his mind.
He looked at the demon hunter calmly and smiled: "Excuse me, which injury do you need me to treat for you?"
Under the tall hat, the slightly pale lips moved slightly, and then he took off his cloak and turned around.
In an instant, Ryan's pupils shrank.
His entire shoulder was a dark red, with black blood clots on it, which looked extremely hideous.
The injury was extremely horrible.
Ryan immediately thought of what kind of existence could injure this demon hunter like this.
The demon hunter said hoarsely: "I was ambushed by a red ghost and almost lost my life. I will not let her go, but first I have to treat my injury."
[Ding! The system has completed the preliminary diagnosis for the host. The target's right shoulder has been corroded by the "black butterfly" poison. The poison has penetrated into the target's bones and the situation is serious. ]
"Black butterfly?" Ryan hesitated.
The demon hunter moved slightly and sneered: "You actually know this poison? It seems that I underestimated you."
Ryan laughed.
No.
He didn't know it.
He just subconsciously repeated the key terms in the system prompt.
"System, what is the black butterfly?" He asked in his heart.
[Ding! The black butterfly is a kind of aggregate in the dark world that is completely condensed from resentment and dead spirits. It has extremely high erosion and corrosion to life. If it is an ordinary creature, once it is contaminated, it will turn into pus and blood within five seconds. ]
Ryan was shocked.
Without saying a word, Ryan put on a full set of protective clothing, a mask and gloves.
"Then can I cure it?" He asked the system in his heart.
[Ding! You can try to scrape the bone to treat the poison for preliminary treatment. ]
The demon hunter turned his head and said impatiently: "Can we start?"
Ryan immediately came back to his senses, calmed down, put on a mask, and said seriously: "Guest, your injury is a bit serious, and judging from the situation, the poison has already invaded your bones. If you want to treat it, you can only deal with the tissues corroded by the poison first."
Ryan raised two boning knives and said seriously:
"A surgical debridement is required first."
The demon hunter hesitated for a moment and said: "How is your surgical ability?"
Ryan nodded and said: "Don't worry, I have a lot of experience. Although this is my second time to operate, the last customer gave me a high evaluation, and I still have confidence."
The demon hunter paused for a while.
It seems that he is weighing the pros and cons.
Then Ryan heard the hesitant voice under the top hat.
"Are there any other medical shops around here?"
Ryan sharpened his two boning knives and said with a smile:
"There should be no more. Even if there are, they should have been destroyed by my teacher. We don't allow a second medical shop to exist here, haha..."
"..."
"..."
There was a brief silence, and the wind blew the witcher's cloak.
Then he turned around, exposed his shoulders, closed his eyes and said, "Okay! I trust you once, use the knife."
"Okay!" Ryan showed a satisfied smile on his face.
Two big swords were being rubbed against each other with a clattering sound in his hands.
Sparks flew everywhere.
It can be vaguely seen.
Under the face hidden by the tall hat, the corners of the witcher's unshaven mouth twitched slightly.
[Demon Hunter san value -1]
For some reason, he always felt that he seemed to have come to the wrong place. This didn't look like a medical shop at all, but rather a pig slaughter shop.
Is it my own illusion?
Why does this seemingly weak boy always give people the urge to turn around and run away immediately?
"Do you need anesthesia?" Ryan said excitedly.
"No."
The demon hunter took a sip of wine, glanced at him, and said lightly:
"Anesthetics will only affect my nerve reflex speed. Real men never use anesthesia."
Ryan gave a thumbs up and said seriously:
"Great, I have never used anesthesia for anyone. This really hits my specialty!"
The demon hunter's heart skipped a beat.
What did he just say?
But before he could react, he heard a sound of "Puff" entering the flesh, and his whole body stiffened instantly.
He turned his head with a click, looked at the knife stuck in his shoulder, and said dully:
"Is it starting now?"
Ryan said calmly: "No, I'll try the knife first."
"Oh."
The demon hunter turned his head dully, stretched out his hand to pick up his wine bottle, and subconsciously took a sip.
But for some reason, the hand holding the wine bottle suddenly trembled.
But it shouldn't be a big problem. Although this kid looks unreliable, he certainly doesn't dare to do anything bad and offend a demon hunter like me...
Thunk--
Demon Hunter (ヾﾉ꒪ཫ꒪)——
"What the hell are you doing again?!" The demon hunter turned his head and looked at the second knife stuck in his shoulder, his eyes were red with anger.
Ryan held the toolbox seriously and said, "Find tools of the right size. I'll keep the two in reserve."
The Demon Hunter said with bloodshot eyes, "Can't you put the reserve tools next to you? Why did you have to stick them in my shoulder?!"
Ryan shook his head and said calmly, "Guest, I'm testing the sharpness of the scalpel. You should know that if a knife is not sharp, the pain will be more severe when cutting, which is very undesirable!"
"So as a doctor, I must ensure that my knife fits your flesh perfectly."
"And the places where it is inserted will be cut off later. You don't need to pay special attention to the integrity of your shoulder."
The Demon Hunter froze there.
It makes so much sense.
But did he really not do it on purpose? Why does it sound like a fallacy no matter how you listen to it!