“Because you look a bit off. You've got heavy dark circles under your eyes, a pale complexion, and your wrists are cold. Have you been feeling constantly hungry lately, no matter how much you eat?”

  The Pig-Headed Demon hesitated and sat back down. Although Enno had seemed unreliable before, this time he hit the nail on the head. He had indeed been feeling constantly hungry lately, and even overeating couldn't satisfy that hunger.

  “How did you know?”

  Enno remained expressionless, stood up, and took a wooden basin from the back of the room. He filled it with water and then took a bottle of light green potion from under the counter, pouring it into the basin.

  Whoosh—

  A wisp of green smoke shaped like a skull billowed up from the basin.

  Enno clapped his hands and said, “This is a Reveal Potion. Put your hand in there. If there are any malevolent spirits or other strange mutations inside you, this potion will bring out the truth.”

  The Pig-Headed Demon gave him a skeptical look, sniffed the air with his pig nose, and, after determining that there didn't seem to be any danger, tentatively placed his hand into the basin.

  In an instant, he felt a chill slowly rising from his abdomen.

  “This... this...” His expression changed slightly.

  The green water in the basin began to boil, and eerie black vapors slowly rose from his body.

  And then, in the next moment—

  His abdomen suddenly twisted in pain, and a grinning face bulged out from his belly.

  “Hehehe! Hehehe!”

  “Ow—ow—” The Pig-Headed Demon's (ΩДΩ) bristles stood on end.

  “My stomach! My stomach!!”

  The grinning sound suddenly and eerily changed to a wailing cry.

  “Waaah—waaah—”

  Seeing this, the Pig-Headed Demon felt completely undone.

  “What the hell is this thing?!”

  Bang—

  Enno decisively grabbed the nearby frying pan and slammed it into the protruding face, flattening his belly.

  The wailing and grinning sounds stopped abruptly.

  Plop—

  The Pig-Headed Demon plopped down onto the stool, dazed. “Th-this... th-this...”

  Enno pushed the wooden basin aside and calmly said, “Preliminary diagnosis: malevolent spirit parasitism. But judging by the effect of that pan, this little ghost hasn't fully taken shape yet. You're really lucky to have run into me.”

  At this point, the Pig-Headed Demon was completely convinced. He fell to his knees with a thud and trembled, “Brother! My attitude was a bit too aggressive just now. Please don't take it to heart. Please, save me! Save me!”

  He was genuinely scared!

  If it were a real fight against a malevolent spirit, he wouldn't be afraid. But a spirit growing inside his belly... he was truly helpless!

  Enno calmly held his pen and said, “Do you remember eating anything unclean?”

  The Pig-Headed Demon trembled and said, “A month ago, when I was out, I remember I ate a little ghost. I inhaled it in one breath. Besides that, I only eat pigs and humans.”

  Enno thought for a moment, then looked up and said seriously, “Let's open you up and see!”

  ...

  A few moments later.

  In the dim operating room.

  A few candles and some copper mirrors cast beams of light onto the greasy belly of the Pig-Headed Demon.

  The Pig-Headed Demon lay trembling on the operating table which made him very uncomfortable and said:

  “You're just going to decide to operate on me so casually?! Aren't you going to diagnose me more carefully?!”

  Enno put on gloves and a mask, calmly disinfected the scalpel and said:

  “Cutting through the chaos with a swift knife, simple and brutal is the way to go. You have to trust my diagnostic skills and moral standards. I'll make an incision in your belly. If I can cut it out, I'll remove it. If I can't...”

  The Pig-Headed Demon trembled and said: “I'll cut you!”

  Enno shook his head.

  He took out the flensing knife his teacher often used and began to sharpen it right in front of him.

  Huff—Hiss—

  The Pig-Headed Demon lay there, dazed.

  He looked at the hooks hanging from the ceiling of the operating room and the various terrifying monster tissues soaking in large jars around him.

  For some reason.

  He felt like a pig on a chopping board about to be slaughtered.

  Hiss—Hiss—

  Sparks flew.

  “Stop sharpening! Stop sharpening!!”

  The Pig-Headed Demon couldn't bear the grating sound of the knife sharpening and roaring in urgency.

  “Almost done.”

  Enno washed the sharpened scalpel in disinfectant and picked it up again. It gleamed sharply.

  Enno walked over to the Pig-Headed Demon, placed the knife aside, and listened to his greasy belly with his ear.

  Then he professionally took out a pencil and drew a cross on the lower part of his belly.

  Enno calmly said, “Are you ready?”

  The Pig-Headed Demon trembled and said: “Re... ready...”

  Click-click-click—

  Enno pressed a button under the operating table, and the Pig-Headed Demon's limbs were immediately locked by iron shackles.

  “Ow—ow—” The Pig-Headed Demon (ΩДΩ) screamed in terror.

  Enno frowned, holding the knife, and said: “Stop screaming. I haven't even started cutting yet. These handcuffs are to prevent you from struggling and affecting my surgical ability. It's for your good.”

  The Pig-Headed Demon trembled and said: “Have you ever operated on anyone before?”

  Enno clanked the knife and fork, calmly saying: “I've seen my teacher butcher pigs. You're my first patient, but it's more or less the same. I'm very confident in my surgical skills.”

  “……”

  A brief silence.

  “Ow—ow—I don't want to do it anymore! Let me go! Let me go!!”

  The Pig-Headed Demon roared (ΩДΩ) and struggled frantically.

  Enno's eyes instantly turned fierce, and he shouted:

  “Are you kidding me? I've already sharpened the knife, and now you say you don't want to do it! Aren't you afraid that your belly will keep growing, and then the malevolent spirit will burst out of your abdomen?!”

  “Since you're on my operating table, I have to be responsible for you! Today, you're doing this whether you like it or not!”

  Pssst—

  Howl————

  ...

  Half an hour later.

  Knife Skill Experience +10

  Knife Skill Experience +10

  Surgical Ability +1

  The Pig-Headed Demon lay there dazed on the operating table, his body convulsing non-stop. He didn't even know how many times he had passed out and woken up from the pain.

  And then, in the next moment.

  “Waaah—”

  A loud wail echoed throughout the operating room.

  Enno smiled, holding the little ghost, and wiped his sweat, saying:

  “Congratulations, the surgery was perfectly completed.”

  And right before his eyes, the page of the baby ghost appeared.

  Malevolent Blood Infant (Unformed)

  Race: Malevolent Spirit

  Alignment: Chaotic Evil

  Level: 1

  Introduction: A ghostly spirit formed from resentment and malevolent energy, which has absorbed a large amount of livestock blood energy to form a malevolent blood infant. Once fully formed, it will devour the host's soul and flesh, gradually growing stronger and turning into a disaster.

  The Pig-Headed Demon muttered dazedly: “Sew... sew it up...”