Yharnam Clinic

Fan En had only seen records of the dungeon in books.

Because Reed is too small, so small that it doesn't even have an underground city.

Before today, he could never have imagined that such a portal connecting to the underground city would be hidden in the basement of the Church of the God of the Ocean.

Speaking of which, are there any precautions to take when entering a dungeon? I remember you need to carry something called Teleportation Crystal, so that even if you die inside the dungeon, you can be teleported out and resurrected.

Wait, there's no way to find Teleportation Crystal anywhere in Reid!

If I die in the dungeon, then I'm really dead!

A sense of terror filled Fan En's heart, and as his body was shoved through the portal, his vision immediately blurred.

He seemed to hear the screams of the parasites beside him, but he felt a long-lost sensation, as if he were in a warm, cozy bed, with his mother, whose face he could no longer remember, singing a lullaby beside him. No danger from the outside world could reach him through the blankets.

In short, it seems that Fan En is asleep.

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The feeling of sinking and entering a dream is like falling into an endless abyss at the bottom of the sea.

My eyes are closed, and even if I do open them, all I can see is darkness.

"Bang bang."

In his hazy state of consciousness, Fan En heard a shaking sound, like a bottle filled with liquid gently swaying, the liquid colliding with the bottle.

He slightly opened his eyes, and all he could see was an IV drip bottle, which looked rather dirty, with scarlet liquid flowing down inside.

Where does it flow to?

He had seen records of IV drips in books; they were medical tools used by doctors. However, with the emergence of various magical potions that could be taken or poured out, the frequency of their use has decreased.

Watching the slowly flowing liquid, he suddenly had a feeling that something was entering his body. It was definitely not something that belonged to a human being, and it shouldn't even be something he could touch.

Why do I feel like my body is gradually gaining strength?

His consciousness gradually blurred, and the IV drip seemed to grow wings and fly away. His vision drifted higher and higher, passing through unknown houses and slowly rising into the sky.

And here, he saw a city he had never seen before.

He couldn't quite describe what kind of city it was.

The closely packed, pointed buildings, every brick and tile exuding a cold and austere feeling, made one feel chilly just by looking at them. He instinctively felt that something was wrong here, yet he also felt that this unprecedented architectural style was full of alternative beauty.

Fan En felt like he had entered another world. Even if he were dead, he would still believe that these cities were just his unrealistic fantasies.

The view suddenly shifted rapidly downwards, from the entire city to a dark and damp alley. A series of firelights emanated from the street next to the alley, as if a group of people were parading with torches. The chaotic footsteps, incoherent murmurs, and flickering firelight resembled a bonfire party.

However, when Fan En actually saw the entire parade, he no longer felt that it was a bonfire party.

Everyone in the procession carried all sorts of weapons, their eyes were cloudy and inhuman, as if they had lost their minds, and even their physical characteristics were full of wild beast-like qualities!

A blood-soaked hunting dog, looking as if it had been skinned, walked along the street. The next second, a strangely shaped serrated knife suddenly slashed into the dog's body from a side alley. This monstrous creature, which looked absolutely abnormal, didn't even have time to let out a scream before being dragged into the darkness that represented death.

The clothing and appearance of the person who attacked the hounds were those of the Yharnam Hunter whom Anzi III had once seen.

However, to Fan En, this was simply a person with a rather good sense of style and a lot of courage.

For some reason, the name for the man who was dismembering the hound suddenly popped into his mind: hunter.

In a flash, the massive parade was wiped out instantly, and the hunter, covered in blood, pulled the Saw Cleaver from the Beastification Citizen, along with sticky flesh and blood.

"Well"

A Beastification Citizen, not quite dead yet, let out inhuman cries. Upon discovering him, the hunter, without hesitation, shoved his shotgun into the creature's mouth and pulled the trigger.

"Bang--"

The gunshot rang out like thunder, and Fan En's heart skipped a beat. What kind of magical artifact was that?!

The screen kept flickering, as if it had gone out of control and was flashing wildly at a high frequency.

He saw a ferocious werewolf, a pale-faced giant, and a solitary figure like a raven.

He saw a priest in the cemetery wielding a giant axe, and wild beasts descending from the sky above the bridge, roaring deafeningly—

Finally, the view returned to the IV drip containing the slowly flowing red liquid.

Fan En felt himself panting heavily. What had he just seen? Who were those people and monsters?

What story does this underground city tell?

He felt that he still couldn't move his body. Just then, a blurry figure appeared in front of him. It seemed to be an old man sitting in front of him, speaking in a strange tone.

"Ah, you're awake, stranger."

What outsider?

"Ya Nan is the hometown of blood therapy."

Where is Yharnam?

"But how can an outsider like you learn about it?"

I find this place a bit scary, is it possible to not know about it?

"It's very simple, you just need some Yharnam Blood."

The red liquid in the IV drip suddenly began to flow faster.

"Now, let's do the blood transfusion. Don't worry, no matter what happens, you'll just think it was a nightmare."

What blood transfusion? Is the liquid in the IV drip blood? What are you trying to do, old man?

Having shed his temporary tough-guy persona, Fan En reverted to his usual timid self. He now tried to express his resistance by struggling, but unfortunately, he couldn't move his body and could only watch as the blood in the IV drip slowly flowed into his body, his vision becoming increasingly blurred.

Since when, the old man has disappeared, and this place, which resembles a clinic, is now empty.

As blood flowed into his body, Fan En felt something surging within him—perhaps power? But before he could grasp this power, a frenzied surge of thoughts overwhelmed him, causing him to involuntarily let out a low growl, as if his mind were being consumed by a wild beast.

"Ghrū, Ghrū."

Blood gushed from the ground beside him, and a werewolf monster, its skin peeled off, emerged from the blood, slowly extending its claws toward Fan En.

The Yharnam Blood, the blood the old man called it, flowed into Fan En's body, seemingly causing a significant fluctuation in his spirit. His bestial nature emerged, and as it grew stronger, the werewolf monster drew closer and closer to him, as if it were about to cling to him.

Just as the two were about to merge completely, Fan En, who was struggling in pain, suddenly opened his eyes and stared intently at the werewolf.

"I am a human being!"

His tenacious and indomitable spirit enabled him to resist the erosion!

The next moment, a burst of flames suddenly appeared on the werewolf's body. It let out a piercing scream, flailed its arms and legs, and fell to the ground. As soon as this monster, a symbol of bestiality, died, Fan En immediately felt a lightness in his body, as if he had overcome some difficulty.

In the city lord's room of the Zane Dungeon, behind the Crystal Ball, Gong Qiying uttered a comment:

"Indeed, the news of the Reids' strong mental fortitude is true."

At this moment, Fan En just wanted to laugh out loud. Overcoming the werewolf brought by the strange blood gave him a great sense of accomplishment, and he felt that much of the resentment in his heart had dissipated.

I feel like there's nothing left to be afraid of; I'm very brave now!

But why can't I move my body? I can turn my neck, though.

While he was wondering, he turned his head and met the gaze of a small face.

With a body as short as Goblin, pale and dry skin, and a terrifying, upright mouth, a strange creature that could definitely be the subject of a child's nightmare was now lying next to his pillow, its eyes blinking as it stared at him.

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Fan En stared at the little guy for two seconds, his expression gradually becoming uncontrollable.

"Ughhhh! A ghost!"

She let out a pitiful, girlish scream.

His scream startled the little monsters beside him. Under his terrified screams and stares, one, two, three, four, and more little monsters crawled out from under the bed and climbed onto his body!

For someone who is easily frightened, this scene is something they will remember for a lifetime!

In the midst of extreme panic, a sharp "screech" was heard, and Fan En's screams ceased.

He fainted.

They didn't even hear the last woman's voice drifting from somewhere.

"Ah, so you've discovered you're a hunter."

After an unknown amount of time, Fan En slowly opened his eyes.

"The familiar ceiling."

He preferred the unfamiliar ceiling in front of him, because it was the place where he had just experienced a series of incredibly frightening events.

The IV drip was empty. He numbed himself and stopped thinking about where the fluids had gone, then quickly rolled off the transfusion bed.

Where exactly is this place?

Before he could even stand still, he had only taken two steps.

Yharnam Clinic

The magical text that suddenly appeared before his eyes, accompanied by strange sound effects, startled him so much that he almost fell to his knees on the spot. Fortunately, he managed to steady himself by grabbing the transfusion bed behind him.

He clutched his chest, gasping for breath, and stammered to himself, "So, are all these so-called dungeons this scary?"

No, in one of My Little Pony's dungeons, they even offer Pre-Marriage Checkup services.

Fan En cautiously surveyed the room. Neither the werewolf nor the pale little monster was there; it was as if what had just happened was a dream.

"No matter what happens, you'll only think of it as a nightmare."

He muttered to himself what the old man had just said, feeling that there was another meaning to it, but he couldn't figure it out.

The place he was in, uh, called the Yharnam Clinic, had a layout unlike any house he was used to. He recognized some things, but had no idea what some of the equipment was for. It was a strange feeling of both familiarity and unfamiliarity.

The floorboards creaked underfoot as Fan En carefully moved to the window and saw the view outside.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same city he had seen earlier, except that the sky wasn't as dark as in his dream.

He was naturally curious about the origins of this city and what benefits he could gain from the underground city, but at this moment he was thinking about finding a way to leave the underground city, as he didn't see anything like a teleportation portal here.

"I have to get out of here quickly. Everyone's medicine is still on me. I have to get the medicine back before I get controlled by the parasite."

By the way, why can't I feel like there are parasites inside my body?

Fan En looked around and saw that there was only one door in front of him that he could walk through. He hoped that once he went down, he would immediately see the portal to the outside world.

"Squeak, bang!"

He gave it a push, and the door was flung open with a bang, making a noise that startled even himself.

He stared at the door and his own hand in surprise and disbelief, and after a moment he muttered to himself:

"I... I've become stronger?"

Perhaps this is a good thing?

I just hope it's not some parasite inside his body that's modifying it!

He walked down the stairs behind the door with slightly anxious steps. The entire clinic was shrouded in darkness, and the atmosphere was very oppressive. Every rustle of wind around him made people feel tense.

But what truly alarmed Fan En was the sound of tearing and biting that seemed to come from nowhere.

Listen carefully, and you can hear the sounds of wild beasts coming from the darkness.

It's tearing something apart, it seems to be flesh and blood?

Fan En slowed his breathing, sweat beading on his forehead, and carefully walked over, smelling a strong stench of corpses on the first floor of the clinic.

The stench of death emanated from the corpse, while the murderer who created it was feasting with his back to him.

That was a huge werewolf!

Just by looking at its back, you can tell this thing is incredibly powerful. What's even more despairing is that it's blocking the clinic's exit!

Fan En's palms were sweaty. He gripped his only weapon—a dagger—and touched the medicine on his body, as if he had made up his mind.

Then I turned around and went up to the second floor.

Are you kidding me? I don't want to fight those terrifying monsters. If I die, I'm really dead!

Let's look for other ways. Is it possible to jump out of the window?

"Smack!"

Seemingly unable to control the sudden increase in his strength, he accidentally stepped on the wooden stairs and made a small hole.

His body froze instantly.

"We're doomed."

The werewolf roared and pounced! A stench emanated from behind!

Fan En was not to be outdone. Without even turning his head, he bravely took off running!

Even while running, he didn't forget to channel his inner fears into venting his frustrations:

"Why didn't you rush over when I slammed the door open? The sound of slamming the door should have been louder!"