Limited-Time Curse Removal Ability

"System, open the panel."

[Lynn]

[Level]: 5

[Race: Human]

[Strength]: 17

[Agility]: 18

[Intelligence]: 21

[Constitution]: 20

[Available stat points]: 8

[Root monster affinity]: 2

[Monster affinity]: 10

[Skeleton Coins]: 2051

[Renown]: 34

[Description]: The deranged, sick apprentice of the Bloodsaw Apothecary. He once inflicted tremendous suffering on a top-tier Witcher. His doorway has a modest reputation among Root-Level Monsters, but this still does little to change his perverse, insane nature...

He ignored the slander in the description.

After everything he had endured that day, his overall level had risen to 5.

His basic skills had also improved enormously across the board.

Lynn exhaled.

Without hesitation, he put all eight available stat points into Constitution.

His Constitution instantly shot up to 28!

The exhaustion of an entire night swiftly vanished with that increase.

Putting points into Constitution was really his only option.

After all, he wasn't in a combat class right now.

Facing high-level monsters every day, Strength and Agility were utterly useless.

As for Intelligence...

As he understood it, that should affect his comprehension of certain tools and phenomena, as well as his aptitude.

But he didn't need any of that right now, either.

A healthy body was what mattered!

In this bizarre world, brushing against something horrific might cost you your life in the blink of an eye. Even if it didn't, living in the Dark World for a long time would inevitably weaken your constitution.

After allocating his points, Lynn immediately opened the reward the system had just given him.

[Limited-Time Curse Removal Ability]: You may select one curse on a target and remove it for 24 hours. This ability may only affect one target at a time. Cooldown: 12 hours.

Lynn's eyes immediately lit up.

Curse removal?!

Although it wasn't permanent, Lynn instantly thought of one use for it.

The revolver he had received from the Witcher.

If he could remove the curse on that gun, he would truly have a legendary-grade weapon for self-defense!

Without another word...

Lynn immediately pulled the revolver from the box.

"Curse removal!"

Lynn thrust out his hand and shouted.

Instantly, wisps of black, viscous vapor slowly seeped from the silver-white revolver, seemingly accompanied by one piercing shriek after another.

The next moment, under Lynn's gaze, that viscous vapor was swiftly drawn out and suppressed.

[Ding! You have completed a limited-time curse removal. Cooldown: 12 hours.]

[Ding! You have acquired a curse modifier: 100% Miss! Time remaining: 24 hours.]

As the system notifications sounded...

Lynn grinned, revealing a row of unnerving teeth.

Click-

He gripped the revolver.

Although he only had twenty-four hours...

At a critical moment, this gun would definitely prove incredibly useful!

Lynn turned and aimed at a bottle on the corner of the table.

He pulled the trigger.

Bang-

A silver bullet shot out.

It successfully hit the wall.

Bang-

Bang-

Lynn fired several more shots in succession.

But not a single one hit the bottle.

"System, that ability you gave me is fake, isn't it? I've removed the curse, so why is my accuracy still this low?"

[Ding! Your Gun Proficiency is "0."]

"..."

"..."

With dead-fish eyes, Lynn decisively ignored the system's explanation.

But soon, he sank into thought.

It seemed that if he wanted to actually use this gun in combat, he would need a long period of shooting practice.

After all, persistence could grind an iron rod into a needle. Becoming a quick draw wasn't something you could accomplish overnight!

Once he figured that out...

Lynn's enthusiasm soared!

He placed the empty bottle by the window and stood ten meters away.

Aim!

Fire!

Bang-

Miss!

Bang-

[Basic Gun Proficiency +1]

Bang-

Miss!

Bang-

[You hit a level 75 monster: Night Corpse-Eater. You gained EXP +10.]

Lynn: "???"

A finger-width bullet hole had appeared in the wooden board on the windowsill, and a series of chilling howls immediately rang out from the street in the distance.

"Who was that?! Which (beep)ing (beep) took a cheap shot at me?!"

Lynn rushed to the windowsill, removed the board, replaced it with a new one, hammered it into place with a few thunks, then dashed back to his attic, burrowed under his blanket, and went to sleep with his head covered.

Smooth and seamless, all in one go.

[Ding! You completed the quest: Sleepless Night. You received 500 Skeleton Coins and Level +1.]

[Ding! You successfully survived your first night after awakening the system. Your day was very fulfilling and satisfying. You served customers five times, killed monsters x1, injured monsters x1, and inflicted tremendous psychological trauma on several patients. You felt that life was abundant and cheerful.]

[Ding! You have successfully reached level 6. You have unlocked the daily shop exchange system, which refreshes daily. You may exchange Skeleton Coins for the corresponding goods!]

[Ding! Friendly reminder: after reaching level 10, you will be able to choose a class for your first class change. Stay tuned!]

Lynn suddenly opened his eyes on the moldy bed.

The enormous cobweb on the rafters kept reminding him...

This wasn't a dream.

He was still in the Dark World.

He had now spent two years and one day here!

Slurp-slurp-

One sticky tentacle after another stroked his face and neck, while beneath the blanket came the glugging sound of some sort of bubbling foam.

Various forms of viscous fluid coated his entire body.

[Lynn's Sanity Value -1]

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He picked up the silver-white revolver from beside his pillow, reached beneath the blanket, and fired three shots down toward his lower body.

Miss!

Miss!

[Ding! Your Gun Proficiency +1.]

[Ding! The Evil Spirit Blood Infant failed to parasitize you. Its fear of you +20.]

Lynn threw off the blanket.

Instantly...

Black, octopus-like tentacles burst out from beneath his blanket, rustling as they writhed in every direction.

At that moment, the monster with the pretty baby face was lying on his stomach, its face blank.

Those countless tentacles were twisted growths sprouting wildly from its body.

"Sure enough, you've gone haywire again."

Lynn glared.

No wonder he had spent the entire second half of the night feeling as if something was trying to find a place to burrow into his body.

Slurping away.

He had fucking slept with an octopus monster in his arms all night!

Lynn opened its panel.

[Evil Spirit Blood Infant (Juvenile)]

[Race]: Evil Spirit

[Alignment]: Chaotic evil

[Level: 10]

[Description]: A ghost spirit formed from resentment and ghostly energy, which absorbed large quantities of blood energy from living sacrifices to become an Evil Spirit Blood Infant. Once fully formed, it will devour its host's soul and flesh, gradually growing stronger until it becomes a calamity. P.S. Due to immense psychological trauma inflicted by a certain individual, its aggression toward that individual has sharply decreased.

Lynn: "???"

At that same moment, a system notification sounded in his ears.

[Ding! Because the Evil Spirit Blood Infant's fear of you has reached 1321 and its tameness toward you has exceeded 200, you have triggered the special quest: Blood Infant Growth.]