Three thousand years ago?
Another three thousand years ago?
Lynn pondered upon hearing this.
Because Titan Head had also mentioned that at that exact moment three thousand years ago, they had fallen from a higher world into this darkness.
And it was also at that moment.
That they were nearly exterminated, even beheaded.
Could it be that the Colossus from the technological civilization discovered by the Demonkin Association, which had also fallen, was related to the war experienced by Titan Head's family?
Bloodsaw closed his eyes and said, "And it was precisely because of that strong premonition that we temporarily shelved the Colossus Project and divided the important Colossus fragments we collected among us Elders for safekeeping."
Lynn suddenly remembered a certain creature in the backyard and exclaimed in surprise:
"Little... Treasure?!"Bloodsaw was taken aback, "You actually know?"
Without another word, Lynn quickly stood up, dashed to the backyard in a flash, followed by the sound of the cellar door being pried open, and then came a series of angry hissing sounds from inside.
The next moment.
Under the stunned gazes of Bloodsaw and the Doll Mistress.
Lynn came running over while holding a large, struggling, angry tongue, slapping sounds accompanying his steps, and declared firmly:
"Yeah, I roughly guessed it, because the only valuable thing in our potion shop is probably this guy."
"Hiss— Hiss— (Angry)"
[Ding! Little Treasure's Affinity towards you -1]
Little Treasure kept twisting its slippery body, angrily denouncing Lynn's crimes.
Bloodsaw said in amazement, "It's only been a few days since I last saw you, and you're already this familiar?"
Lynn nodded, holding it like a large, slippery eel, and said:
"Yeah, when that Flesh Puppet came before, Little Treasure helped me a lot. We're practically confidants now."
"Hiss— Hiss— (Angry)"
Bloodsaw nodded and said, "Well, your guess is correct. It's a component of the Colossus I brought back from the Association back then. Don't think it's just a tongue; it has a very strong sense of self-awareness. Among all the various components we found back then, it was the most mischievous one."
Lynn, puzzled while holding Little Treasure, asked in surprise:
"Teacher, are you saying that every component separated from the Colossus possesses its own independent consciousness?"
Bloodsaw fell silent for a moment upon hearing this.
"Correct, it's very bizarre, but in this Dark World, it's not exactly unheard of."
"And without exception, they are all inextricably linked to the curse."
After roughly explaining the Colossus Project, he then recounted how he narrowly escaped death fleeing the Demonkin Association, and how, during the difficult journey while being pursued, he was rescued by the Doll Mistress who had rushed over after receiving news.
All the way until Protocol Zero of the Hanging Tower was triggered.
Lynn took a deep breath and said, "Teacher, what are your plans after this? The Demonkin Association has been destroyed, you should still continue staying here with your disciple, right?"
Because he vaguely sensed some thoughts in his teacher's mind.
Bloodsaw remained silent for a while.
"I did think about living a few peaceful days, but this time I probably won't stay here for long."
Lynn was astonished.
Bloodsaw gave a bitter smile and said, "The Demonkin Association has been wiped out, but many of the research achievements within the Association were painstakingly built by us Elders over the years. I absolutely cannot let those achievements fall into the wrong hands or be lost."
Although the Hanging Tower was destroyed.
The various branches of the Association throughout the Dark World still remain.
And not long ago, he received news that before the Hanging Tower was destroyed, that Heart-Devouring Demon had transferred most of the Association's data to several secret bases.
Although their ideologies differed.
Their fervor for knowledge was equally intense.
And as one of the few remaining Elders of the Demonkin Association, he couldn't allow those precious knowledges to be destroyed along with the Association's downfall.
Bloodsaw stood up, patted Lynn's shoulder, and said seriously:
"I really misjudged you before. From your experiences these past few days, it's clear you already possess the ability and qualification to stand on your own."
"And rather than wasting your life following your teacher, you'd be better off carving your own path!"
"Don't worry, your teacher will always be that great man standing behind you, and I believe that in the future, you will definitely have a place at the peak of this Dark World!"
Lynn stared blankly at the serious yet gentle expression on his teacher's rugged face.
For a moment, Lynn felt an indescribable warmth.
Yes.
Two years.
Falling into such a pitch-black world devoid of sunlight.
Terrifying, bizarre, absurd.
His worldview was shattered time and again, his perceptions challenged repeatedly.
If it weren't for the constant protection of his burly teacher, helping him learn to adapt, change, and understand within this darkness, he probably would have died on the second day after crossing over.
Thinking of all those experiences over the past two years.
Lynn finally curved the corners of his mouth into a smile and closed his eyes.
"Ah, yes. I've finally received my teacher's approval after all."
He opened his eyes with a smile, reached out his hand towards Bloodsaw, a determined smile flickering in his eyes, and said:
"Don't worry, Teacher."
"Although I, Lynn, may not have much talent, I promise you, I will definitely make the Bloodsaw Potion Shop the best potion shop in this Dark World!"
"And I will definitely make myself the most healing doctor in this Dark World!"
Looking at the confident young smile on Lynn's face and his spirited declaration, the Doll Mistress stared blankly, feeling her heart thumping wildly.
Indeed... youth is wonderful...
Even though he seemed so abnormal before, suddenly acting normal like this, there's an indescribable handsomeness and vitality rushing towards you.
Even an old woman like me feels her heart pounding wildly.
He really is quite handsome.
If it weren't for already having that old fellow Bloodsaw, I'd be tempted to lure him into a little dark room and pamper him properly!
Her mind immediately conjured up indescribable images of an old cow eating tender grass...
The Doll Mistress quickly shook her head, discarding those bizarre thoughts from her mind.
Putting on a serious face.
No!
That would be too much.
Such a vibrant young man, if not saved for my own daughters, that would truly be unjustifiable.
A plan immediately began forming in her mind.
...
Time flew by quickly.
After finishing their conversation, they temporarily settled down here.
Both Bloodsaw and Lynn returned to their respective rooms. Soon, thunderous snoring like beating drums came from Bloodsaw's room, while the Doll Mistress in the neighboring guest room found herself unable to sleep.
Wearing her spacious nightgown, holding her ample chest, she paced back and forth thoughtfully in the guest room.
She was still thinking about what method to use to reasonably connect Bloodsaw's disciple with her daughters.
Directly bringing it up definitely wouldn't work.
After all, just meeting for the first time and immediately saying you want to introduce him to several girlfriends would be rather abrupt.
And if Bloodsaw found out, he would certainly firmly oppose it.
Because wanting to help her daughters break the bloodline curse would indeed cause significant negative effects on the curse-breaker.
Since Bloodsaw loves his disciple so much.
He definitely wouldn't agree to this matter.
In that case.
She could only find an alternative approach.
After thinking for a moment, an idea slowly formed in her mind.
"Since he's a doctor, he definitely wouldn't refuse a patient's plea for help, right? Especially when it's a request in the name of 'Auntie,' he would surely help selflessly, right?"
Thinking this, a sly smile appeared on her face.
And once he helps.
Then she could reasonably, under the pretext of "gratitude," give him some slightly valuable rewards.
This is also perfectly reasonable, right?
"Hehehehe—"
She covered her mouth and snickered.
Having decided this, she immediately quietly pushed open the door, glanced towards Bloodsaw's room in the distance where snoring resonated like thunder, then swaggered (*￣︶￣) towards Lynn's attic.
Knock knock knock—
Three knocks on the door.
Lynn, who had been lying on the bed resting with his eyes closed, instantly sat up straight like a zombie.
"Lynn, it's your Auntie. Are you there?"