System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

Chapter 35 Chapter 35 Crazy World (1/5)

"you......"

Searle recognized the child from those hands, the same child she had helped to attach the hand to last night.

"How did you find me?" Syl swallowed.

Compared with the child's hand, she cares more about how the child found herself.

And it still took one night, this can find itself, it already belongs to the category of metaphysics, and Searle can't understand it at all.

"The host uses [Flesh Stitching] and then absorbs the blood of [Deceitful Life], it can find the host through the remaining blood of [Devious Life]"

"Now, her spirit is on the verge of madness, and she is about to transform into a monster. Congratulations to the host, she has obtained a controllable fusion."

"Wait, will you turn into a monster after a mental breakdown?" Hearing this, Syl felt that something was wrong.

Searle quickly squatted down, regardless of the stains on the child's hands, reached out to hold the little girl's hands, and asked softly, "How are you feeling now, are you feeling okay now?"

"Sister..." Hearing Syl's voice, the little girl's eyes regained some brilliance.

The girl knelt down weakly. She knelt on the ground and looked at Syl, who was squatting in front of her, and smiled with some difficulty.

"Thanks......"

"Thank you......"

"big sister......"

The girl's voice was almost inaudible, and after saying this, it seemed that the last of her strength was taken away.

It was as if saying this sentence to Syl was the girl's last wish. As soon as the words fell, the girl's eyes lost their luster.

She is not dead yet, relying on the blood remaining on Syl, she is still barely maintaining her life, but her mental strength has completely collapsed.

At this time, a change appeared, and the girl's emaciated and crumbling body suddenly stiffened.

What followed was an unexplainable mutation that took place under her skin.

It was as if the flesh and blood had dissolved under her skin. Her body began to swell and fester due to the high temperature. Finally, the dissolved skin was mixed with blood vessels, muscles and bones, continuously compressing.

Bone spurs pierced through her already disfigured skin, and her body shrank and shrunk, but her appearance became more and more terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Syl's mouth twitched, as if he was trying to control his expression. This unnatural situation was exactly the same as when he was controlled by the clown card.

At this moment, Searle suddenly laughed, extremely gentle, as if he had changed himself.

"I let you continue your life. It is reasonable for you to sacrifice your flesh and blood to me after you die."

"Good deeds need to be rewarded."

Syl smiled slightly, and uttered creepy words with the most gentle words.

Suddenly, Syl's face twitched, as if resisting something.

"Department...system...skill...removal..." Syl was talking intermittently, as if he had to run out of words full strength.

"Here! I...relieve it!" Syl still had a warm smile on his face, but tears were already falling from the corners of his eyes.

Syl's words worked, and the girl's mutation stopped.

It's just that she lost her skills, and the girl's body couldn't hold on any longer, and she collapsed into a puddle of blood and splashed on the ground, not even bones left.

It wasn't until the girl's body completely collapsed that Seale gradually felt that she had regained control of her body.

"Doctor..." Syl's breath gradually became heavier, as if he was suppressing his anger.

What Doctor Card said just now when he controlled Syl's body made Syl very angry.

Especially when facing such a little girl, Physician Ka had to use her body after her death, and even let her die without a whole body, which was totally unacceptable to Searle.

Syl stood up unsteadily, glanced back and forth, and no one noticed what happened in the alley.

Don't stay here for long.

Syl leaned on the wall and walked towards the street, and finally looked back at the pool of blood behind him.

I saw the pool of blood boiling and vaporizing, even the bones were sublimating, and there were bursts of blood mist. It is estimated that within a few seconds, the evidence of this girl's existence in this world will completely disappear.

Suddenly, Syl turned around, ran directly towards the blood, reached out and took out the only small piece of spiky broken bone left in the pool of blood.

Immediately after the broken bone was taken away, the blood disappeared.

And the spikes and broken bones in Searle's hands became the only evidence that the little girl had survived.

Syl held the broken bone tightly in his hand.

"You're welcome...you're already strong..."

The bone pierced Syl's palm and she didn't let go.

Only now did she fully understand the usefulness of the two skills of the doctor card.

And understand why the doctor card will cut his palm to let his blood seep into the patient's body after saving people twice.

This is to allow [Sly Life] to occupy this body.

And Doctor Ka's kindness is only superficially warm-hearted.

Stitching a person together seems to give them a distorted but brand-new life, but in fact, their future fate has already been determined when they are eroded by [weird fate].

Searle knew the meaning of the system's prompt "A guy who isn't so crazy...is he here?"

She shouldn't think that the card given by the system will be normal.

"System...you knew this would happen, didn't you?"

After waiting for a long time, the system sound came.

"This is the reality of this world, madness and mystery are everywhere, you have to learn to adapt"

"Heh...the difficulty is crazy," Searle stood up, put the broken bone in his pocket, and laughed at himself, "I probably understand why the difficulty is called crazy."

"System, look at the progress of the doctor's fusion."

"Fusion progress: 50%"

The integration progress of the doctor card has reached 50%.

This is already the same as the progress of the clown card. Since Syl hasn't used the clown card for a long time, the progress of the clown card fusion at this time is still at 50%.

Although this kind of thing happened, Searle didn't mean to blame the system or other people at all.

Instead of continuing to use the white card clown card to hone his ability to fight against character cards, he has been manipulating the blue card doctor with luck.

I thought that the doctor was just a good person card, but who knows.

A good man is only on the outside, but inside is a crazy and twisted mind?

"Raise the clown fusion degree as soon as possible...to avoid this kind of thing from happening again in the future." Searle planned a goal for himself in his heart, which is to quickly improve the proficiency of fighting character cards.

Syl didn't have much thought about having lunch, she just walked slowly and aimlessly along the river.

Under the monster-like recovery ability of the doctor card, Syl's wound pierced by the bone spur has recovered as before.

The filthy river and street air, which is completely unhygienic, has been invading Syl's nose.

From time to time, people looked at this beautiful and melancholy lady on the street, but no one dared to strike up a conversation... because she was dressed too decently, and she didn't look like a commoner.

Syl just kept walking, praying for the unknown girl in his heart, and at the same time strengthened his heart to become stronger.

As long as you are strong enough, these uncontrollable tragedies will become controllable.

Searle pulled out the pocket watch from the inside pocket of the windbreaker, glanced at it, and then put it back.

It's time, it's time to go to the magic salon.

Perhaps the secret of becoming stronger is hidden there.

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Chapter 36 Chapter 36 Magic Salon (2/5)

No. 23, Hemington Avenue, Surler District, inside Arnold's exquisite tailor shop.

Arnold had already changed into an exquisite brown dress, and was standing stiffly by the door waiting.

This was originally a very temperamental action, but the atmosphere was completely destroyed by the black cat lying on his head, but the presence of this cat also made him look more friendly.

The difference from the morning is that in the tailor shop in the afternoon, customers keep pushing the door to enter. Every time the door is pushed, the prohibition on the door frame will light up to detect the comers.

"Good afternoon, old wolf, today's wine is definitely exciting."

"It's been a long time since I saw you, Miss Tauren, uh... Today's yak mask is very individual, did it come from another empire?"

"Dear Mr. Tucker, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'll trouble Mr. Tucker to make an appraisal in the salon this afternoon. Of course, I will give you 150 Sou pounds as a reward."

"Yo, Peak, want a drink after the salon?"

Arnold skillfully greets every customer who enters the tailor shop. Arnold will have a different set of rhetoric when treating different people, and is committed to making everyone feel a more comfortable atmosphere.

This is the skill he learned from his maid.

Most of the visitors wore all kinds of strange masks. Of course, there were some stronger ones, such as Mr. Tucker, who attended with their true colors.

After the guests entered the tailor shop and greeted Arnold, they all walked towards the back door skillfully. There was a staircase leading to the banquet hall on the second floor.

"Well... it seems that he didn't come."

When most of the familiar people showed up, Arnold shook his head in disappointment.

It seems that the new member is very wary and doesn't really believe in this party.

Just when the time was running out and Arnold was about to turn around and follow him to the second floor, the door was pushed open again, and a familiar figure wearing a silver beak mask appeared in front of Arnold.

"Oh, Miss, you're here." Arnold smiled at Searle, "To be honest, this suit really looks good on you. It doesn't mean that the tailor cut it well, but that you have a great temperament. .”

"It's getting late, let's go up." Arnold walked, looking back to see if Syl had followed.