CHAPTER 218: YOU MADE ME LOOK LIKE A CLOWN

Lynn glanced at his panel, then turned his gaze to him, rubbing his somewhat sleepy eyes and letting out a sigh.

An undead!

It was actually an undead Night Doctor!

He shrugged helplessly, adjusted his monocle, and smiled slightly:

"Senior, that's not quite right. It's not that I diagnosed an illness in you, but rather that you have an illness that I happened to diagnose. The order shouldn't be reversed."

Black Skull said hoarsely, "So you're saying that a Night Doctor who has walked in this darkness for over a hundred years wouldn't be able to detect the conditions in his own body, but you can?"

Lynn immediately raised his hand, looking innocent:

"No, no, no! I didn't say that! All of you are seniors, perhaps you just missed some things slightly. I merely happened to discover the hidden dangers within your bodies. In terms of ability, I'm far from comparable to you seniors..."

He adjusted his monocle, revealing a smile with a row of clean white teeth.

"Far inferior."

Zuo Zuo turned her hand, looking at the smile on Lynn's face.

For some reason.

She vaguely sensed something indescribably unusual.

But she couldn't quite put her finger on it at the moment.

Black Skull said hoarsely, "Then can we begin now?"

Lynn calmly raised a finger and said, "Allow me to rest for a moment. As you know, diagnosis is something that consumes a lot of mental energy."

...

A few minutes later.

"Head."

Her voice sounded in Lynn's mind.

"Have you been using that disease-bestowing ability of yours to mess with them all this time?"

Zuo Zuo's voice carried some doubt.

Lynn smiled and turned to look at his left hand, replying in his mind:

"Why would you say that?"

Zuo Zuo said seriously, "Because I think what he said is indeed correct. They are Night Doctors, after all. The symptoms you diagnosed in them should, in principle, be very easy for them to detect, right?"

"That's why I'm asking if you're deliberately messing with them?"

Because through these two diagnoses, even she had begun to sense something subtly wrong.

She knew Head had many strange and overpowering abilities, and among them, the most peculiar should be his Random Diagnosis.

Two effects.

One was passive diagnosis, which could discover diseases and hidden ailments on targets.

The other was active bestowal, which could randomly inflict several diseases on targets.

If Head had been using passive diagnosis all along, that would indeed be quite strange, because while ordinary creatures might harbor over a dozen diseases without noticing...

But for Night Doctors like them.

If abnormal conditions truly appeared in their bodies, they couldn't possibly fail to detect them!

That's why she wondered if Head had been toying with them all this time, and whether he was actually using not passive diagnostic ability, but active disease bestowal...

But unexpectedly, Zuo Zuo received a negative answer.

"I'm not that bored."

Lynn adjusted his monocle, replying in his mind:

"I've been using the passive effect of my diagnostic ability all along. I haven't been bestowing diseases upon them;

it's just that they have too many hidden ailments in their bodies that I happened to diagnose."

Zuo Zuo shuddered.

Lynn said seriously:

"So I think these Night Doctors might not be as impressive as imagined. I even find it somewhat amusing. If they can't even detect the diseases in their own bodies, then what qualifies them to heal others?"

"I'm increasingly feeling that coming to find them was a mistake. You think so too, don't you, Zuo Zuo? Their ridiculous expressions when I discovered their conditions were just too hilarious!"

He showed smiling eyes.

Zuo Zuo shuddered inexplicably.

She faced Lynn's cheek, one of her canine teeth visible as she deeply examined his expression.

No.

That's not right.

These aren't words Head would say.

Contempt and mockery.

Because Head would never hold contemptuous attitudes toward others, and he would absolutely never look down on any creature in this Dark World.

Because he struggled so hard to survive...

And precisely because of that.

He wanted to become a healer capable of curing and redeeming, even though his methods might be unacceptable to most creatures, his fundamental nature remained kind.

This could be seen from the incident with Alice.

But...

Zuo Zuo looked at him tentatively and said, "Head, do you think there's a possibility that it's not their bodies that have problems, but rather your ability has undergone some... changes?"

"I mean, Head, what if you've actually been bestowing diseases upon them all along, rather than diagnosing them?"

Because she clearly remembered.

After diagnosing that Lizard Person yesterday.

Head had also experienced a moment of doubt.

Doubting whether his ability had malfunctioned, because that single diagnosis had discovered over a dozen conditions on that Lizard Person at once.

This in itself was incredible.

But strangely enough.

Ever since coming to this place.

It seemed like he had stopped doubting this, even now after diagnosing those two Night Doctors...

He showed no reaction to it at all.

Zuo Zuo said hesitantly, "Do you think there's such a possibility?"

Lynn's expression clearly froze for a moment.

The surroundings suddenly became completely quiet.

Slowly.

He turned his head, smiling at his left hand, his glasses reflecting light.

"Is that so, Zuo Zuo?"

"Your words are making me look like a ridiculous clown."

Looking at his spread-wide smile.

Zuo Zuo suddenly felt an inexplicable chill running down her spine.

Wrong!

...

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Senior."

Lynn walked over smiling, sat down at the table, sitting upright properly.

But eerily, each finger of his left hand was surrounded and crawling with tiny tentacles, while he nonchalantly held bandages, elegantly and effortlessly bandaging his own left hand.

The soul fire in Black Skull's eye sockets flickered, and he said hoarsely:

"Your hand is injured?"

Lynn smiled while bandaging his left hand, wrapping the palm round after round, saying:

"Yes, just some minor injuries. So do you still need my diagnosis?"

He changed the subject.

Black Skull said deeply, "We can begin anytime."

Lynn's face immediately broke into a bright smile.

"Good, I'll diagnose you right now."

Immediately after.

He tied a knot on the bandage on his left hand.

Then reached his hand out toward him.

But just as Lynn was about to touch his wrist, the Executor's mind instantly heard Black Skull's hoarse voice.

"I've set up countermeasures against curses and diseases within my body."

"You observe him, pay attention to his movements and bodily changes, especially regarding curses."

"See exactly how he bestows diseases upon me."

The Executor shuddered all over.

"Yes!"

Without any hesitation, the lenses on his Plague Doctor Mask immediately switched to another mysterious mode.

Squinting.

Staring intently at Lynn.

And just as Lynn's finger touched Black Skull's wrist.

He immediately saw an extremely bizarre scene through the lenses.

In that extremely brief moment.

A fleeting halo suddenly flashed across the fingertip of the finger touching Black Skull.

That should be the sign of his diagnostic ability activating.

But eerily, almost simultaneously with that flash of halo, he was shocked to see a fleeting humanoid silhouette suddenly appear on the smiling young man before him.

A...

weeping black and white clown...