Chapter 29 Reporting to the organization, I seem to have discovered a perpetual motion machine!

"Give me a drop of blood and I'll give you a gold coin."

Looking at the blood words slowly appearing on the note, Lin En raised his eyebrows.

He took the note from the box curiously and looked at it carefully.

After a moment, he tried to tear it apart, or crumple it into a ball.

But no matter how it was destroyed, it seemed that no damage could be caused.

It seems that the sequence level of this ancient cursed item is very high.

Because according to the original setting, those ancient cursed objects that are indestructible often have terrible and dangerous properties.

However, compared to those ancient cursed objects that Lin En had in mind that could destroy the world, this one seemed to be within the safe range.

Judging from the words on the note, this thing is most likely the same as the puppet just now, with a set of self-generated logic and rules for its internal operation.

As long as you don't break the rules, there will probably be no danger.

Thinking of this, Lin En turned his gaze to the puppet lying on the ground.

Because the puppet was hit in the head by two bullets at close range, it was now lying on the ground like a corpse.

But because it has some human physiological characteristics, strands of blood are flowing out from the bullet holes on its head.

Lynn's eyes lit up.

Anyway, it doesn't say whose blood it is.

As he thought about it, he put the note back into the wooden box, then grabbed the puppet's wooden legs and lifted it up headfirst.

After a moment, a drop of blood fell into the wooden box.

After doing all this, Lin En stared at the movement of the quaint wooden box.

“Snap!”

With a flash of bright golden shadow, the drop of blood in the box disappeared.

Instead, there was a brand new imperial gold coin with the heroic image of Saint Laurent VI printed on it.

What the hell?

Lynn was so surprised that her mouth was wide open.

He put the gold coin into his pocket in a flash.

At the same time, the look he gave the box became more meaningful.

Sure enough, things are far from over.

As this "transaction" came to an end, the bloody words on the piece of paper in the box slowly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a new line of blood words appeared.

"Give me two drops of blood and I'll give you a gold coin."

This is a profiteer.

Looking at the bloody words on the note, Lin En complained subconsciously.

However, he still lifted the puppet's body, shook it vigorously twice, and dripped two drops of blood into it.

Since this was not a real human body and felt very light in the hand, Lin En estimated that the blood would run out after just a few uses.

So before that, he has to make some good money.

“Snap!”

A brand new gold coin soon jumped out of the box.

Lynn put it in his pocket again.

"Give me three drops of blood and I'll give you a gold coin."

“Snap!”

Ten minutes later.

Looking at his pockets full of gold coins, Lynn couldn't stop smiling.

Get rich! However, on the other hand, the requirements on the note gradually increased over time to an extremely terrifying level.

"Give me a thousand drops of blood and I'll give you a gold coin."

At first, it increased in an arithmetic progression, but after several transactions, the box's demand for blood increased exponentially.

Obviously, with the puppet's small body, it is not enough.

Looking at the motionless puppet, Lin En suddenly felt itchy. He wanted to use it as a yo-yo to circle the world and squeeze out all its value through centrifugal force.

But after thinking about it, I held back.

Judging from the way the box works, there's probably no end in sight for this kind of trading.

But human power has its limits after all, and it is impossible for anyone in the world to kill all the lives in the world to meet the requirements of the box.

Therefore, Lynn’s next goal was to find out what would happen if the conditions proposed by the box exceeded its capabilities.

Anyway, he used the blood of the puppet, and the subject of the transaction was just that thing, it had nothing to do with him.

So he put the puppet aside and waited quietly for the result.

Time passes by every second.

Just when the perceived time measured by Lin En was about to reach one minute, something strange happened!

“Puff——!!!”

Accompanied by a muffled sound, under Lin En's gaze, the already shriveled doll suddenly shrank rapidly like a deflated ball until it could no longer deform, and then shattered silently.

Looking at the doll that was broken into pieces all over the floor, Lin En mourned for it in his heart for a second.

Then he returned his gaze to the paper.

A line of bloody words slowly appeared on it.

"Give me a drop of blood and I'll give you a gold coin."

Sure enough, my guess was correct.

It all comes down to the same old rules as debt collectors.

Having read a lot of online articles in his previous life, he knew too many similar settings.

If the transaction is not completed according to the contents of the note, the magic box will forcibly collect the reward.

Once the limit is exceeded, the debt is cleared after death and a new cycle begins.

It's like a puppet that is unable to provide a thousand drops of blood, and then the magic box forcibly squeezes the blood out of it, and finally ends up torn into pieces.

If it were just that, it would seem a bit boring.

Lynn stroked his chin, lost in thought.

Just as he was thinking in silence, the puppet parts that were scattered on the ground suddenly made a noise, attracting his attention.

Under the influence of an invisible force, the broken body of the puppet was pieced back together piece by piece.

Not only that, even the damaged areas seemed to have gone back in time and were restored without even a single crack.

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Under Lynn's gaze, the puppet gradually became complete and its body became full again.

Lin En suddenly remembered that this guy had said before that even if it died, it would be resurrected again in ten minutes.

He immediately took a breath of cold air, and his eyes looking at the doll became sparkling.

I want to take back my previous thoughts.

How could this be anything but interesting?

Looking at the puppet that was gradually regaining its mobility, Lin En really wanted to say something to Blue Star from his previous life.

Reporting to the organization, I seem to have discovered a perpetual motion machine!

Feeling someone's greedy gaze, the puppet that had just been resurrected couldn't help but shudder before it could figure out the current situation.

"You, you 'trickster' rubbish, what are you going to do——"

Before he could finish his words, or even activate his ability to prohibit supernatural phenomena, Lin En grabbed its head and lifted it up again.

Then, he slammed heavily on the wall.

“Ah, this.”

In the observation room, Morris took a deep breath as he watched Lynn's devilish operation.

Judging from the situation, it seems that this guy really showed mercy to him that night? When he thought of what happened at that time, combined with the blood on Lin En's face and the shining innocent eyes, his legs became weak.

Didn't he bring a potential perverted killer back to the manor? On the other side, Melanie was holding her flat belly and laughing non-stop.

".I knew this kid was definitely a talent! Hahahaha!!!"

She seemed to be amused by Lin En's behavior. She smiled while wiping her tears.

No one had thought of this before.

After all, to them, the deadly puppet is more like a sealing measure.

Feeling the different emotions of the two people around him, Rhine's face turned pale.

Originally, Rhine just wanted to make this guy bleed a little.

But at the moment, it seems that not only did it not cause any trouble to Lin En, but it also allowed him to make dozens of gold coins for free.

"Don't be too happy too soon." Rhine said gloomily, "This is far from over."

"You know, this box has self-awareness."

"Don't, don't kill me! I surrender. Isn't it enough that I surrender?!"

After the fifth resurrection, the puppet finally seemed to collapse. It squatted on the ground with its hands on its head, and let out an unprecedented wail.

At this moment, Lynn's desk was already piled with gold coins.

“No, how can it end like this?” Lynn showed a devilish smile, “You are a strong guy, just surpass your limits here!”

As he said this, he lifted up the puppet again.

"I, I know the secret information about 'Prisoner of Fate'!!!"

The doll, who seemed to be very afraid of pain, closed its eyes and spoke loudly.

Lynn paused.

It was at this time that the rules of the puppet's gambling finally came into effect, and an invisible force completely banned all supernatural phenomena around it.

Seeing this, Lynn threw it into the corner of the room.

He was not really tempted by money, so he decided to let the guy go.

After all, the value of this information about the existence of a suspected god cannot be measured by money.

As the puppet was thrown into the corner, Lynn and the quaint wooden box also broke away from the rules.

After all, the range in which its ability is effective is only five meters.

"Just squat there and don't move."

Lynn ordered.

Hearing this, it really did what he asked, hugged its knees and sat in the corner, shutting itself off.

At the same time, he muttered to himself with a dull look in his eyes: "I am so stupid. I know that those who believe in 'trickery' are all perverts, but I still do it."

Seeing this, Lin En curled his lips and then returned his gaze to the wooden box.

A line of blood words reappeared on the note.

But unlike before, this time the blood words have new changes.

"Give me a drop of Lynn Bartleron's blood and I'll give you a gold coin."

Looking at the line of blood words, Lin En smiled.

Right, that's what makes it interesting.

(End of this chapter)