CHAPTER 220: A CURSE FOR YOU, A BLESSING AS WELL

Time slowly passed.

Soon, ten minutes had gone by.

Lynn sat in the chair, still forcefully dripping potion into his eyes.

But compared to before, his movements had clearly become more agitated. One could clearly see large amounts of eye drops flowing down his cheeks.

Black Skull said hoarsely, "I see your condition isn't good."

Lynn lowered his sheep-like head, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins from his rubbing and potion dripping. Two clear streams of medicine flowed down his face, yet he wore an extremely wide grin.

"I feel like I'm sick, I'm very drowsy, very agitated."

He creakily raised his right hand, clutching his forehead.

Black Skull said hoarsely, "What are you agitated about?"

Lynn rubbed his eye sockets forcefully, saying, "Too many unhealthy patients. I think staying here is wasting time. I should let more people know they're sick."

"If you're sick, you need treatment. They need to find a doctor. You too, but you are a doctor, you can definitely cure your own illness, but others can't."

Lynn's eye-rubbing movements became increasingly violent, increasingly agitated.

"I seem to be sick too."

"It feels like something is crawling inside my brain."

"I think..."

Squish—

Suddenly, a sound of flesh penetration was heard.

[Ding! Black Skull's SAN -10]

Right under Black Skull's shocked gaze.

He actually reached out and gouged out one of his own eyeballs.

But he acted as if nothing had happened, pouring eye drops into his empty eye socket.

"Not working."

He shook his head forcefully, his expression growing more and more dazed.

"I think I need to diagnose myself too."

Lynn forcefully pressed the eyeball back in, panting heavily, trembling as he leaned over the table, reaching a hand toward his own neck.

"Wait!" Black Skull immediately said gravely, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can help diagnose you."

"No! I can do it myself."

Lynn grinned.

In an instant.

The glow of Random Diagnosis flashed briefly.

[Ding! You discovered your own condition: Crying Clown (Disorder)]

[Ding! You discovered your own condition: Crying Clown (Out of Control)]

[Ding! You discovered your own condition: Crying Clown (Performance)]

[Ding! You discovered your own condition: Crying Clown (Self)]

Ding ding ding—

A series of system prompts sounded in his ears.

And almost at that exact moment, in the lenses of Black Skull's plague doctor mask, he suddenly saw the dark humanoid silhouette that the Executor had mentioned, overlapping with Lynn. ɽ𝘼𝐍Ȏ₿Ɛᶊ

His gaze suddenly intensified.

Because it was precisely at the moment he diagnosed himself.

That humanoid silhouette suddenly became more distinct, pulsing like a heartbeat.

"Ugh aaaah—I really am seriously ill—"

His pupils bleeding, he threw his head back, clutching his cheeks, the bones throughout his body crackling loudly.

"It's fine, but it's fine, my illness will heal on its own, I don't need to worry about myself."

The curse!

Had worsened again!

Black Skull stared intently, saying, "Our people will be here soon. You'll have more chances to diagnose them. Do you hear me?"

But Lynn seemed to completely ignore his words.

"I seem to have changed a lot, I've become somewhat delirious..."

He suddenly grinned, letting out a somewhat sick laugh, casually opening his status panel.

[Name]: Clown/Lynn/???

[Level]: Clown

[Race]: Old... (flickering unstable)

[Alignment]: Chaotic Evil

[Strength]: Disorder·Cannot Display

[Agility]: Disorder·Cannot Display

[Intelligence]: Disorder·[Scribbled Over]

[Constitution]: (Jumping garbled code)

[Introduction]: Blood and flesh... Past and present (garbled code) Bloodsaw Potion Shop employee... Abyssal Chaos of (garbled code) Kind yet chaotic human apprentice... Eternal Silence of... Disorder·Cannot Display...

"Indeed! I've really changed—"

"I shouldn't keep wasting time here—More people need my diagnosis—I can't waste any more time—"

A low gurgling sound came from his throat.

Suddenly.

Crash—

He violently pushed the table, abruptly standing up.

He suddenly turned to look at the stunned townsfolk watching from afar in the square, revealing an extremely unsettling smile on his face.

"I think everyone needs... my diagnosis..."

Black Skull's eyes suddenly blazed with intense soulfire.

He said hoarsely, "But I believe it's best if you stay here."

In that instant.

One after another, skeletal hands suddenly sprouted from beneath his feet, clattering like vines as they grabbed his legs.

Instantly, his body was restrained in place.

Lynn tilted his head sharply, looking at Black Skull:

"What do you mean by this?"

Black Skull said hoarsely, "Your diagnostic ability has been cursed, and that curse is affecting your mental state. Your current condition is very unstable. Can't you see that?"

Lynn stood in place as if frozen.

Black Skull narrowed his eyes, saying, "That curse should have been subtly influencing you all along, and every time you use your diagnostic ability, the curse intensifies."

"Like boiling a frog slowly in warm water, it's gradually eroding you bit by bit."

Lynn stood motionless like a statue.

As if his words.

Had struck a chord.

But suddenly.

The corner of his mouth twitched upward.

"Are you joking?"

Hum—

Almost instantly.

His legs suddenly swelled, directly shattering the skeletal hands restraining them.

His shoulders suddenly sprouted crimson tentacles, clattering as they spread out, tightly wrapping around Black Skull's body.

His body leaped effortlessly, landing lightly on a nearby building.

His smile was insane and sick.

"You're really annoying. I'm starting to dislike you again!"

Whoosh—

A gust of wind blew.

From within Black Skull's leather-clad, plague doctor mask-wearing body, a spirit wreathed in blue flames ignored the tentacle restraints, slowly stepping out.

He looked up impassively at Lynn, saying:

"The curse inside you is deepening. Your cognition has severely deteriorated. I originally wanted to wait until our people arrived to subdue you, but it seems I have to act now."

Lynn smiled sickly, "Sorry~ I don't have time to play games with you right now. I have many patients who need my diagnosis."

In an instant.

Lynn retracted his tentacles, swiftly leaping up toward another building.

His gaze suddenly locked onto the townsfolk in the square, countless tentacles surging toward them amid his manic laughter.

"That's enough!"

Given almost no opportunity.

Black Skull's wraith suddenly opened its mouth, unleashing terrifying soul shrieks toward Lynn's direction.

Bang—

The tentacles Lynn had shot out instantly exploded.

Lynn's body also suddenly fell from the eaves, twisting as he clawed at his own head, letting out screams of agony.

It was powerful mental interference and psychic shrieking.

Black Skull's gaze was cold, saying, "It seems I can only imprison you first, then wait for Mr. Raven to wake up before thoroughly investigating the curse inside you!"

Without any hesitation, he quickly advanced, suddenly reaching out to subdue Lynn.

But almost instantly.

An urgent voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"He took Mental Amplification Potion! He's not afraid of your attacks at all!"

"He's tricking you!!"

Black Skull's pupils sharply contracted.

But it was already too late.

Lynn, who had been writhing in pain on the ground, suddenly turned his head, wearing an elegant smile, with no trace of pain whatsoever.

Horrifyingly, his right eye was streaming blood.

And that eyeball was no longer human, but a ghostly pupil as dark as an abyss.

[Cursed Eye]

Hum—

The moment he was seen by that eye, he instantly sensed danger.

"A curse for you, a blessing for you, you annoying fellow."

Lynn smiled lightly, tapping his temple.