His eyes flickered.

  He was starting to suspect that this apprentice of Bloodsaw might have been turned into a Frankenstein's monster by Bloodsaw himself. No ordinary person could stay this calm when facing him.

  “I don't want yours. I want my eyeball,” he said in a deep, raspy voice.

  Ding! Danger Level Decreased to 45%

  Enno's expression remained calm. He casually pressed his eyeball back into its socket and sat back down in his chair. He reached into his coat and said, “I do have it.”

  Right under the shocked gaze of the Pig-Headed Demon, Enno pulled out a large, bloody eyeball from his coat. The eyeball was still moving.

  Splash—

  The Pig-Headed Demon immediately stood up, trembling, “Th-this... this...”

  That's right!

  He instantly recognized it as the eyeball that had been taken by the old hag. But how could his eyeball be in the possession of this human apprentice?

  Enno placed the eyeball on the counter and said quietly, “I ran into that kind-hearted old lady this morning. She gave it to me as a toy.”

  Pig-Headed Demon's Sanity -30!

  The Pig-Headed Demon stared intently at the eyeball on the counter. Cold sweat was dripping down his back from the bristles on the back of his neck. He knew all too well how terrifying the scavenger was. With his strength, he had easily had his eyeball plucked out by the scavenger, and if the scavenger had wanted to, she could have just as easily taken his head.

  And now... the scavenger had given his eyeball to this frail human?!

  He was increasingly convinced that there was something extraordinary about this human apprentice. No... it was even starting to feel a bit terrifying. He couldn't fathom the depths of this human's capabilities.

  Ding! Danger Level Decreased to 20%

  The Pig-Headed Demon hesitated and said to Enno, “The old lady gave it to you... and you're just gonna give it to me?”

  Enno replied indifferently, “It's not giving, it's selling. Two hundred skeleton coins, market price.”

  Was he not afraid at all?

  The Pig-Headed Demon stared at him, trying to find any sign of weakness. Could it be that he had some close relationship with the scavenger?

  Ding! Danger Level Decreased to 10%

  Rustle—

  The Pig-Headed Demon pulled out a bag of coins from his coat and spilled a bunch of skeleton coins onto the counter. He stared at Enno and said, “Fine. I'll take it.”

  Enno calmly collected the coins into the counter, then put on his gloves and mask again. He took out a monocular and said indifferently, “Deal. Do you want me to do it here, or should we go to the operating table?”

  “Here,” the Pig-Headed Demon said firmly.

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  The operating table at Bloodsaw's was a place no one in Wraith Alley wanted to go near.

  “Alright,” Enno said, picking up the flensing knife. “Lean against the counter and rest your head on the surface. If it hurts, you can scream.”

  The Pig-Headed Demon sneered menacingly, “Do I look like I'm afraid of pain?”

  Pffft—

  Enno took a swig of alcohol and spat it onto the dripping blade.

  The Pig-Headed Demon immediately shut up.

  After lighting a candle and heating the blade over the flame for a few minutes, Enno squinted his eyes and slowly brought the knife closer to the pig's head.

  A drop of cold sweat splattered onto the counter.

  The Pig-Headed Demon trembled, “Do you need a knife just to put in an eyeball?”

  Pig-Headed Demon's Sanity -10

  Enno calmly said, “I just checked, and there's a good amount of calcification and blood clots in your eye socket. It looks like you don't take good care of your eyes. This step is an extra service I'm giving you for free. You don't have to thank me.”

  “W-wait a minute!”

  The Pig-headed demon was horrified.

  But it was already too late.

  Crunch—crunch—crunch—

  “Ah—ah—”

  The pig-headed demon let out a blood-curdling scream of terror.

  ...

  Knife Skill Experience +1

  Knife Skill Experience +1

  Knife Skill Experience +1

  A few minutes later, Enno cleaned the residue in the pig-headed demon's eye socket with disinfectant, wondering why this time it was knife skill that increased instead of surgical ability.

  “Alright,” Enno calmly wiped the flensing knife clean with a cloth.

  “Don't move. I'm going to install the eyeball next. If you move around, I might put it in backward.”

  The pig-headed demon lay there, frothing at the mouth and convulsing, clearly not paying attention to what Enno was saying.

  Enno paused, instinctively muttering, “Damn...”

  Forgot the anesthetic again...

  Seemed like the last time he stitched up the doll's arm, he had forgotten it too...

  Whatever.

  Enno shook his head and regained his composure.

  He took out the Pig-Man Boss's Eyeball that had been soaking in the reagent with a pair of tweezers, then turned his head and scanned the potion cabinet behind him.

  A few seconds later.

  Enno grabbed a white potion bottle from the top shelf of the cabinet.

  You could faintly see some handwritten numbers like “5” “0” and “2” on it.

  “What is this!” The pig-headed demon, now more alert, trembled.

  Enno, holding the eyeball with the tweezers, shook the potion in his hand and said calmly,

  “It's my specially made super glue. When installing the eyeball, it prevents it from falling out. Plus my teacher's specially made recovery potion guarantees a 95% success rate for the surgery.”

  Enno explained with a straight face.

  The pig-headed demon trembled, “Hurry up and put it in! Do you hear me?! I don't want to stay here any longer! Do you hear me?!”

  Enno nodded and said, “Don't worry. We doctors have strong professional ethics.”

  Enno calmly mixed the thick potion.

  Then he evenly applied it around the eyeball, positioned it carefully, and gently placed the eyeball into the eye socket.

  He took out some professional tools and adjusted the angle of the eyeball.

  He rummaged through his toolbox.

  Then he pulled out a hammer.

  Pig-headed demon: “(ΩДΩ)!!!!”

  Pig-headed demon's sanity -20!

  “What are you doing? What are you doing!!!!” The pig-headed demon screamed in terror.

  Enno frowned and said, “Don't move. It's the last physical step. If you move and mess up the position, I'll have to take it out and reinstall it, which will cost you a lot more for the surgery.”

  Enno shook his head, held down the terrified pig head, and carefully tapped with the hammer, focusing intently as he installed the eyeball bit by bit.

  A few minutes later, Enno paused.

  The pig-headed demon immediately trembled and said, “What's wrong?! What's wrong?!”

  Enno frowned and said, “I put it in backward.”

  Pig-headed demon: “(ΩДΩ)!!!!”

  “Don't worry,” Enno said calmly, reaching out, grabbing the bracket holding the eyeball, and pulling it out with a forceful tug.

  Squish—

  Ignoring the pig-headed demon's terrified screams and plummeting sanity, Enno pulled out the eyeball that had been installed backward.

  “It's just a minor medical accident,” Enno said quietly as he readjusted the position.

  “I won't charge you this time. Let me fix it.”

  The pig-headed demon let out a series of terrified, shrill screams and struggled frantically.

  “I won't install it! I won't stay here anymore!!!!”

  Sanity -20!

  Sanity -20!

  “Hold still!” Enno's eyes sharpened as he shouted.

  “This is the last step. As a doctor, since you paid, I have to be responsible for you! I have to ensure that every patient leaves here in perfect condition!”

  With that, Enno fiercely raised the hammer in his hand.

  “Stop!!” The pig-headed demon screamed in horror, reaching out his hand.

  Bang—

  Sparks flew everywhere.