Time: evening.
Lynn changed into his new combat gear in the Attic, narrowed his eyes, and found a knife that felt right in his hand in the Operating Room.
Left Hand slept soundly, a bubble swelling and shrinking from the mouth in its palm as it snored.
"No, I still don't have enough decent equipment."
Lynn carefully searched the empty shell of the Flesh Puppet, but still couldn't find the Revolver and Boning Knife he had lost yesterday.
And judging by Left Hand's description, his greatest trump card, the Faceless Demon's Heart, had probably already become part of this creature.
That meant...
His Revolver and knife had most likely been swallowed by it, too.
Lynn frowned.
He glanced at his soundly sleeping Left Hand, which kept puffing out "zzZ~."
"Maybe I should look?"
Lynn considered it.
Then he made a bold decision.
Putting on a mask and gloves, Lynn quietly reached out with his right hand, light reflecting off his lenses, and gently pried Left Hand's mouth open a crack.
He thought for a moment.
Whoosh-
A long, slender tentacle instantly sprouted from his shoulder.
Then, with careful control, Lynn cautiously slipped the tentacle he had manifested through catastrophic mutation into Left Hand's mouth.
Hmm!
Strange!
Looks like this Mutant really isn't so simple.
Although it seemed to be growing on his body, it very likely possessed a special internal structure of its own.
Lynn felt his way along, closing his eyes and sensing everything carefully.
Finally...
He reached the deepest part without encountering any obstacles.
His tentacle immediately touched numerous indescribable chunks of undigested flesh and mechanical tissue.
"Looks like the remains of that monster it swallowed are all here."
Lynn considered it.
Then he began reaching in and pulling things out.
``` [Ding! You have obtained Broken Core