The system notification rang in his ears.
Lynn grinned, showing his white teeth. He took out one of the Skeleton Coins he had received, blew on it, and held it to his ear, listening to its crisp ring.
Just as he had expected.
Although there had been no hints, the two most important requirements for completing this triggered quest were clear.
First, obtain the relevant information. Second, obtain the relevant samples. This haul could be called an outstanding success.
Zuo Zuo watched the money Lynn had conjured out of thin air with a Ծ‸Ծ expression. "Head, what should we do now?"
Lynn pushed the parasites from the last container into his System Space, then adjusted his Monocle with a faint smile.
"Isn't it obvious? Keep delivering their cargo, of course!"
Time slowly passed.
On the outskirts of Soul-Lost Street, shrouded in black mist, writhing Flesh Humanoids crawled across the ground beneath a towering clock tower. With foul-smelling, bloody slime, they inscribed a vast, blood-red Magic Array in the clearing below, its lines formed entirely of eyes and tentacles.
"Pick up the pace!"
High atop the clock tower, a humanoid creature wearing a pale Plague Doctor Mask stared grimly down at the servants below. Gripping the railing with both hands, he rasped:
"The Divine Church's aberrants should be here soon. Establish the anchor to that world before the transport team arrives. If you delay the sect's grand plan, every last one of you will be dragged off and juiced!"
The writhing Flesh Humanoids beneath the tower did not dare make a sound. They immediately quickened their work on the array.
His eyes, hidden behind the lenses, remained fixed on Soul-Lost Street.
As a Plague Doctor,
he had been deeply reluctant to accept this assignment. Especially after learning that this area