Creepy Pharmacist: All my patients are scary!

Chapter 396: The Blood and Flesh God Cult’s Second Root

That's right.

This has been his daily routine lately.

Basically, every night, he would find an opportunity, then skillfully transform into a little kitten, pick the lock, and sneak inside.

And every time this happened, he would become extremely cat-like, the kind that even creatures with no interest in cats would be unable to resist wanting to pet and cuddle.

No one knows what exactly he does inside.

Over this period, she has also discovered that her employer's persona is indescribably flexible and ever-changing.

He shows different faces to different people.

And he can usually switch seamlessly, transforming rapidly from one mode to another without any loading or progress bar.

Extremely flexible.

From just one week of observation, she has already discovered at least five of his personas.To her, he is an elegant gentleman; to the angel, he is a student with intentions to deceive his teacher; to that catgirl, he is the gentle big brother next door; to the Left Hand, he becomes an overbearing male lead; and the deliberate cuteness in his kitten form now goes without saying.

To different people, he can always quickly find the appropriate entry point and complete a targeted communication style.

"Is this what humans are?"

Miss Puppet sat thoughtfully on her threads, chin in hand, trying hard to understand the complex behavioral patterns.

[Ding! The quill's Affinity towards you +10]

[Ding! The quill's Fondness for you +2]

Accompanied by one system notification after another.

From inside the room also came wave after wave of very cat-like meows. Clearly, Lynn was paying no small price to forcibly grind the quill's Affinity.

This time, he didn't stay inside for long.

Previously, it was often half the night.

This time, it was only a brief half an hour.

Click—

The door to 002 opened.

Lynn, transformed into that black-and-white kitten, came out, carrying several thick books on his back, a small dried fish in his mouth, his dead-fish eyes wide open, as he quickly slipped out through the crack in the door.

Swish, swish, swish—

With flashes of white light.

Lynn's body instantly transformed back from the kitten form. His sturdy body twisted and stretched, returning to its human appearance.

Lynn looked seriously at the few books he had borrowed at great cost and said,

"With these things, this trip is absolutely guaranteed!"

*The Book That Kills You If You Read It*

*The Book That Drives You Mad If You Read It*

*The Book That Makes You Horny If You Read It*

*The Book That Makes You Squirm If You Read It*

And so on.

It could be said that for this expedition, Lynn had been working hard to arm himself since a week ago.

And to borrow these terrifying books, he had no choice but to sacrifice his own appeal, transform into a kitten, and use his body to shamefully satisfy the fetishes of that imaginary writer lady.

Lynn knew he was no longer pure.

His body had been thoroughly petted by that wicked lady!

Lynn rubbed his slightly reddened eyes.

But the benefits were also obvious.

From his analysis, the strongest among these books was undoubtedly *The Book That Kills You If You Read It*. Unless encountering a truly perilous and difficult situation, he absolutely must not use it.

Because the influence of these books is indiscriminate.

With his willpower, if he couldn't resist the urge to read, just one glance would mean suicide.

Lynn glanced at Miss Puppet not far away.

Then closed his eyes.

And calmly stored a certain one of them into his backpack, throwing the remaining books into the System Space.

This time, he borrowed them for a full month.

One month was definitely enough time for him to return and give them back.

"No time to delay, there's still a lot of preparation to do. Let's go!"

Lynn quickly put on his clothes, donned his Plague Doctor Mask, and rushed out of the Abnormal Creatures Outpatient Center.

[Flesh Proliferation Potion x21]

[Critical Hit Potion x20]

[Risqué Potion x80]

[Catgirl Potion x19]

And various other potions. Lynn had spent this week building up a large stockpile.

Besides that, he had also stockpiled over a hundred biochemical grenades, oiled his chainsaw, and all preparations were perfectly ready.

The only thing not yet maxed out.

Was the buffs on his own body.

Without another word.

Lynn rode Little Treasure, winding his way, and once again returned to the underground great hall where the Matriarch was.

Because Lynn estimated the Matriarch's anger had probably subsided by now.

It was the perfect time to go in.

For no other reason.

To ask for a kiss.

After all, the curse resistance, full-state revival, holy effect enchantment, and other statuses brought by the Angel's Kiss were still very appealing.

Of course, Lynn was purely after the buff effect of the Angel's Kiss, without any other strange ideas, nor was he attempting to complete that awful three-step Plato task.

Just purely for that buff.

After all, he still held the Matriarch in great respect, almost treating her as his second master.

Since the Matriarch said the buff could be replenished anytime, Lynn could only follow the agreement, replenishing it once a day to show his obedience.

A dozen or so minutes later.

Lynn, his entire body glowing with Holy Light, walked out of the hall seriously. Of course, because he was wearing the mask, no one could see the two lip prints on his face.

Maxed out!

So full it's practically overflowing!

Lynn looked seriously at his own hands, never feeling more powerful than he did now.

It could be said.

Right now, he was absolutely at his peak moment in history.

"Now! We can set off!"

...

Time: Afternoon.

Dark, gloomy mist enveloped the entire sky. In the distance, one could vaguely see a massive crimson vortex spanning the high altitude, giving off an indescribable sense of solemnity, killing intent, and desolation.

That was a solitary city.

Amidst the surging black fog, one could vaguely make out the dilapidated city walls in the distance and hear the eerie howling sounds coming from within the city.

In a camp outside the city, one after another humanoid figure, clad entirely in black and wearing Plague Doctor Masks, was working busily.

"Teleportation Magic Circle operating normally..."

"Link with Nightfall City established..."

"Teleportation preparation countdown..."

"3."

"2."

"1."

As the countdown ended, the purple magic circle in the center of the camp suddenly lit up with a blinding light.

With the distortion of space, one after another phantom figure slowly materialized on the magic circle.

Whoosh—

Accompanied by the loud, piercing hum emitted by the magic circle, White Night, with his gray-white hair, along with several dozen Night Doctors, fold-jumped from Nightfall City to this frontline camp.

"It seems the preparations are nearly complete."

White Night scanned the camp.

Then he turned, looked at Lynn who had come with him, sighed, and said,

"I really didn't want to bring you here. You've just become a Night Doctor for less than a month. Instead of doing your internship in Nightfall City, why must you come to such a dangerous place to join the excitement? Sightseeing?"

"If you really encounter danger, I won't be able to look after you."

Lynn took off his Plague Doctor Mask, adjusted his Monocle, and smiled,

"Don't worry, Senior Wang Tao, I won't cause you any trouble. You can just safely ignore me."

White Night gave him a complicated look and shook his head.

But he understood.

As fellow members of the Human Race from Earth, his purpose in coming here was surely the same as his own.

That was the Flesh and Blood Dominator.

Although they were equally insignificant before a Root, no matter what, even the tiniest ant would not stand by and watch its homeland be encroached upon.

"Then you must be careful. This is a real battlefield. Don't run around without orders. If you really encounter the warring parties, you could lose your life at any moment."

White Night seriously admonished him.

Then he quickly led his team into the camp.

Lynn hurriedly followed, glanced around, and asked,

"Where is this? What are we going to do next?"

White Night looked up, striding forward, and said,

"See that city in the distance?"

Lynn strained his eyes to look.

That dilapidated city faintly visible within the black fog reflected in his eyes.

"That is..."

White Night looked up and said, "That's the place where the Colossus's brain tissue was excavated. A Cursed City!"

"The Mechanical Cult and the Flesh and Blood Cult are currently fighting for control of this city. They've been battling for a long time. According to the latest news from the frontlines, so far, one Root has already taken to the field."

Lynn was immediately taken aback, frowning, "Root-level?! The Flesh and Blood Dominator?"

White Night shook his head, his gaze profound, "No. The Flesh and Blood Dominator is extremely cunning and will never show himself until the critical moment. But according to our information, another Root from the Flesh and Blood Cult has appeared."

"That is also the Root-level existence within the various factions of the Flesh and Blood Cult, second only to the Flesh and Blood Dominator."

He said deeply,

"Desire Mother Tree."