novelraw Chapter 324: Not Quite Enough
Chapter 324: Not Quite Enough
Even Zuo Zuo was stunned into silence, unable to utter a single word.
The Inverted Angel’s hands slowly creaked as they clenched tighter.
A few minutes later.
Boom————!!
A sound like a nuclear blast suddenly rolled out from the underground hall, shaking even the tower above, making it jump twice. Every Night Doctor in Nightfall City could clearly feel that earthquake-like tremor.
“What happened? Is it an earthquake?”
“Doesn’t look like it! Seems like something exploded!”
“Could it be that trainee Night Doctor who was following the Matriarch to learn again? No, it’s not that—his blast wasn’t this intense before.”
The Night Doctors in the city looked dumbfounded as they stared toward the central tower.
……Ten-odd minutes later.
Inside the dark underground hall, accompanied by rays of Holy Light, Lynn—bruised and battered from the explosion—slowly recovered and reformed bit by bit within the sacred glow.
Facing the Matriarch across from him, eyes closed, who had blasted him with Holy Light over ten times, Lynn said:
“I’m sorry.”
The Inverted Angel kept her eyes shut, maintaining that saintly expression, but the rise and fall of her chest betrayed an explosively emotional state.
She realized that the emotional ups and downs from teaching him these past few days together already exceeded the total of her previous three thousand years.
That infuriating brat!
It must be because she had been too good to him recently, so he took advantage and pushed his luck!
He even started hitting—me… me…
“I’ll say this only once.” The Inverted Angel kept her eyes closed and said, “If you dare go around spreading that matter outside again, I’ll personally cut you. When you wake up, you’ll find you’ve turned into a cute girl who gets a monthly cycle. Do you understand?”
Lynn widened his eyes and said, “I understand…”
[Ding! Congratulations, you have triggered a special hidden quest: Attempt a stimulating surgery. Quest description: Accept the Inverted Angel’s operation on the host. Quest reward: Black Skull Coins x30, Base EXP 20,000, Special Legendary Reward x1. Special Outfit x1 set]
Lynn: “…”
He decisively ignored the System’s provocative quest.
Lynn was already immune to the System.
It always slipped in a quest whenever it saw a chance, caring nothing if you could finish it or not, just trying to make you try. Lynn had been holding back ever since.
He was waiting to see when the System could materialize in real life.
Lynn had already prepared a hundred countermeasures in his mind.
“Come here!” The Inverted Angel, eyes closed and watching Lynn’s battered state, finally couldn’t bear it and said with a softening voice:
“But this is the last time. If you later use my blood for some meaningless experiments again, see if I don’t beat you to death.”
A gleam returned to Lynn’s eyes.
“Really? Thank you so much, Matriarch.”
Sure enough.
The Matriarch had a cutting tongue but a soft heart.
Though she said no, no, in her heart she still found it hard to refuse such a studious disciple’s request.
Lynn immediately grabbed a basin, heart full of expectation, and walked up to the Inverted Angel.
Seeing the basin in his hands—bigger than his own face—the veins on the Inverted Angel’s solemn face began to twitch.
But she suppressed it.
Because this time she wasn’t going to give him her blood again.
She closed her eyes, kept up her saintly demeanor, and, under Lynn’s expectant gaze, pursed her lips.
Then.
“Tui!”
She spat a small mouthful of her saliva into the basin.
[Ding! You have obtained Inverted Angel’s Liquid x1]
Lynn: “…”
A brief silence followed.
A flock of crows drew six dots above the heads of Lynn and the eyes-closed Inverted Angel.
“Matriarch! No, this isn’t—Isn’t it supposed to be blood?! Why did you give me a mouthful of spit in the basin? What’s going on?!”
Lynn’s eyes bulged in panic.
The Inverted Angel kept her eyes closed and said saintly, “It’s pretty much the same. Since you’re just playing house, whatever you use is fine. It’s all from my body, the components are similar. Make do with it.”
Lynn winced and said, “No… Matriarch, this is so halfhearted…”
The Inverted Angel said flatly, “This is all there is. Take it or leave it.”
Lynn wanted to plead more, but after seeing the depth of the Inverted Angel’s murderous glare, he knew she had made up her mind not to let him draw blood again.
But could saliva really replace the angel’s sacred blood?
Lynn complained, “At least give me more… this tiny mouthful isn’t nearly enough…”
The angel glanced at him, pursed her lips, hesitated, then
“Tui!”
Lynn: “…”
God.
Matriarch, while your tiny spit is elegant, you could at least put some force into it—produce a little more. This amount isn’t even enough to serve as a lubricant!
Watching the Matriarch seem unwilling even to spit that once, Lynn almost wanted to go up and squeeze more out himself.
“There’s no more.” The Inverted Angel said indifferently. “If it’s not enough, figure it out yourself.”
Lynn cringed while holding the basin, “Do I have to go up and suck it out or something?”
The Inverted Angel’s eyes instantly turned angry and ashamed, and she snapped, “You can try it!”
[Ding! Inverted Angel’s Rage +10]
[Ding! Inverted Angel’s Shyness +1]
Seeing that the Matriarch was about to explode, Lynn realized he had spoken poorly and immediately nodded rapidly, no longer asking for more.
After all, draining the source dry didn’t lead anywhere. One must manage resources sustainably for long-term gain.
Lynn understood that principle.
“Sorry, Matriarch. I’ll go now.”
But following the principle of wasting nothing, Lynn steadied his gaze and decisively reached out, quickly scooping up even that tiny strand of liquid clinging to the Matriarch’s red lip into the basin, then prepared to leave swiftly.
But as he tugged, the Matriarch’s lip and his finger suddenly stretched out a long, shimmering filament.
Lynn: “…”
Inverted Angel: “…”
[Ding! Your current danger level: 50%]
[Ding! Your current danger level: 70%]
[Ding! Your current danger level: 88%]
Watching the danger meter race toward the 100% mark, Lynn hurriedly widened his eyes and snapped that improperly formed, indecent filament off.
Then, before the angel could kill him, he bolted to the other side of the hall.
Watching him vanish in a flash, anger flashed in the Inverted Angel’s eyes, her chest heaved, her silver teeth clenched. She truly couldn’t hold back from pinning this brat to the ground and rubbing him raw!
That detestable guy!
If she didn’t know he was trying to brew an antidote, she would strongly suspect he was teasing her!
……
On the other side.
Lynn didn’t idle either. With a calm expression and razor-sharp focus, he began his final preparation once more.
The Epic Night Doctor exclusive potion!
Self-Binding Angel’s Mercy.
For such a potion, even if someone knew the recipe and process, they generally couldn’t concoct it.
Because the most crucial ingredient was the Matriarch’s Root-level bodily fluids.
And even if someone by chance got hold of some, without many attempts and trials, they still had difficulty completing the potion’s refinement.
Experience and luck both played decisive roles.
And not everyone had Lynn’s uniquely privileged opportunity to harvest from the Matriarch.
“Whether it succeeds depends on this attempt!”
Lynn held his breath and concentrated. After mixing the Matriarch’s liquid, he dripped it into the flask once more.
Tick—
The potion instantly gave off a faint golden glow.
Lynn immediately and expertly dropped in the other medicinal ingredients, lit the fire under the pot, and began the final condensation and reduction.
He stared intently at the timer.
Eight seconds!
If there was no explosion within eight seconds,
then after accumulating the System’s points, he could finally convert this potion into his own knowledge!