Finally, after greatly improving its survival rate, Lynn stared at the battered, dying Flesh Humanoid and said:
"Well? Do you feel that your survival rate has improved significantly?"
The scar-covered Flesh Humanoid panted in agony. "N-no..."
Lynn immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Then give it another round!"
[Ding! The Flesh Humanoid's fear of you +31!!]
"Yes!! It's improved significantly!! Stop hitting me!! Yes! It has!! It's extremely high!"
Only then did Lynn (▼ヘ▼#) pull his hand back, though his tentacles still waved with relentless enthusiasm. "Then be good and keep answering my questions. Tell me, besides gathering intelligence on me, what other objectives do you have? If you don't cooperate, I'll improve it some more. Understand?"
The Flesh Humanoid o(╥﹏╥)o said, "U-understood. Sob... Our primary objective was, of course, to gather intelligence on you, but ever since the Curse City incident ended, our god's flesh domain has remained closed to the outside... So most of our followers scattered outside have been unable to contact our god..."
"So at present, many of our people are continuing their work under the leadership of some of our god's followers who remain outside."
"And just a few days ago, we received orders. We'd obtained some information that apparently, followers in a surface world our god had been trying to corrupt had found clues to the Old Days, something our god had been searching for across the various surface worlds. That meant we needed to intensify the encroachment on that world, so we were sent here to coordinate things on the Dark World's side."
Lynn's brows instantly furrowed.
Clues to the Old Days?!
Searching in surface worlds??
He was actually no stranger to this, because when he first saw the Flesh Dominator's panel, the system's introduction had revealed some related information.
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