Creepy Pharmacist: All my patients are scary!

Chapter 512: Pig-Headed Butcher and the Clown

At the very end of the wasteland opposite the music box, there was a massive chaotic crater that looked as if a meteor had just struck.

Dust billowed everywhere.

Faintly, one could hear frenzied roars and mad, vicious laughter.

"About time."

A deep voice sounded.

As the space around the music box twisted, a half-crying, half-laughing clown with a face split black and white suddenly burst out of the warped void.

Half of its body was almost shattered, and one could even clearly see broken gears and flesh within.

The clown laughed playfully, leapt lightly, and landed on the shoulder of the pig-headed monster carrying the butcher knife. Grasping its broken half-body, it said:

"Really troublesome, hee hee hee. Truly worthy of being a Titan. Even with only a head left, he's still this strong. He nearly got us—hee hee ha."

The Pig-Headed Butcher reached out indifferently, took the music box, and slowly clicked it shut.As the music box closed,

the cheerful tune across the wasteland stopped abruptly.

The intense surge of curse energy that had been triggered also gradually faded away.

The Pig-Headed Butcher turned his head, gazed toward the Cursed City, and said, looking up:

"This is all we could do. I believe that after going through this, he will gain a deeper understanding of himself. External things run out eventually; only one's own strength is eternal."

The grinning clown on his shoulder tilted its head slightly, grabbed one of his ear spikes, and said:

"Aren't you worried he might get killed by the God of All Machines? You know, his gamble was based on the assumption that those three Titans would show up at the right moment to stabilize things, and our interference this time forced him to throw out all his cards."

The Pig-Headed Butcher closed his eyes and said:

"But we had to do it."

"Because as his experience and strength accumulate, his ability to control the situation will only grow stronger, and that's not necessarily good."

"Like now, because we weren't accounted for, he immediately fell into the passive, even having to fight desperately back, and that was only us."

He raised his head and stared at the thick black mist cloaking the sky.

"And if it were that Calamity, then a single miscalculation this time would mean losing everything, with no chance to redo it."

So we must break his control over the situation.

Force him to precisely consider every possible contingency before every action.

Make him fear the unknown.

Maintain that fear for a long time.

Only then can he truly grow.

The grinning clown cocked its head and teased:

"Is that your experience?"

The Pig-Headed Butcher turned calmly, strode toward the dense black mist in the distance, and said:

"That is his own experience."

……

Outside the Cursed City, the Night Doctor outpost.

Time flowed slowly.

Lynn lay quietly on a sickbed with his eyes closed. After the Night Doctors had pumped hundreds of vials of potions into him, his complexion had become unusually rosy and full of life.

It was at that moment that his left hand suddenly twitched.

Then, hazily, it lifted, the palm revealing a single tiger fang. The ring finger scratched the palm, and a drowsy voice sounded.

"Eh? Brain… where are we?"

Zuo Zuo felt as if she had just woken from a dream.

When the suppression wave pressed down on her consciousness, her mind had gone blank. She had no idea what happened afterwards.

She vaguely remembered being pulled, along with her big brain, into a network full of light dots and lines.

She thought she vaguely heard Brain saying many things to her, in a tone completely different from before.

It did not feel like chatting; instead, it felt like…

a deathbed message…

Startled,

Zuo Zuo snapped awake and returned from the haze.

She turned and immediately saw Lynn, wrapped in bandages from head to toe, lying there with his eyes closed, as quiet as if he were dead.

"Stupid Brain?!"

Zuo Zuo was instantly terrified.

After just waking up and seeing such a living person lying there in deathlike peace, and recalling what had happened before her consciousness went silent, anyone would be frantic with worry.

"Brain! Brain! Wake up! Where is this? Don't play dead!"

Zuo Zuo shouted, grabbed his cheek, and pulled with all her might.

"Where's the God of All Machines?! That iron lump?! Now is not the time for you to sleep! We need to get out of here!"

Zuo Zuo flailed her hands, slapping Lynn left and right with a flurry of smacks. Two fingers jabbed straight into his nostrils with a squelch.

"Wake up!! Wake up!! You bastard!!"

Lynn's senses were blurry.

He had been peaceful, just about to accept Miss Puppet's bed-rolling invitation in his dream.

Suddenly he felt his cheek burning with pain, then waves of suffocation, as if some wicked loli were riding him and doing countless terrible things.

Lynn's eyelids moved slowly, and he groggily opened them a little.

"Stupid Brain?!"

Zuo Zuo's voice, full of ecstatic joy, rang right by his ear.

Lynn slowly opened his eyes. In his blurred vision, the left hand that had been inserted into his nostrils appeared, and he showed dead-fish eyes with zero fighting spirit.

For a brief two seconds he and the ecstatic Zuo Zuo exchanged looks.

[Ding! Your "Lewd Curse" is slightly suppressed by the "Self-Binding Angel potion". Remaining duration: 9 hours]

[Дing! Your "Loss of Fighting Spirit" curse is slightly suppressed by the "Self-Binding Angel potion". Remaining duration: 9 hours]

With the prompt at his ear,

Lynn, utterly unmotivated, prepared to close his eyes and sleep again.

But just as he was about to shut his eyes—

Skrtt—

That wicked left hand immediately pried his eyelids wide open and he heard a glaring voice inches from his face.

"Don't sleep! Don't sleep! Are we safe now?!"

"Where's the God of All Machines? Where's the Desire Mother Tree? Have we escaped? Without Zuo Zuo Brain you're this awesome now?"

"……"

A short silence.

Then a faint sigh sounded in the room, and Lynn kept his eyes open and fell asleep again.

Zuo Zuo stood frozen in that posture.

She paused for a moment,

then immediately grabbed Lynn's collar with both hands and shook him back and forth at high speed, crying out:

"Brain! Don't sleep! Don't sleep! Are you cosplaying a goldfish?! How can you sleep with your eyes open?! Get up! Get up, geez!!"