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Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Chapter 29: Reporting to the organization, I seem to have discovered a perpetual motion machine! (Page 2/3)

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Slowly, a new line of blood-red letters appeared.

“Give me a drop of blood, and I’ll give you a Gold Coin.”

Indeed, his guess was correct.

In the end, it was still that same old set of rules from the Debt Collector.

Having read plenty of web novels in his past life, he knew too many similar setups.

If he didn’t complete the transaction as the note directed, the Magic Box would forcibly take its repayment.

Once the threshold of endurance was exceeded, the debt would be cleared with death, and a new cycle would begin.

Just like a puppet unable to provide a thousand drops of blood, it would then be forcibly drained by the Magic Box, ultimately meeting a shattered fate.

If it was just that, it would seem rather dull.

Lynn stroked his chin, sinking into deep thought.

As he was silently contemplating, the scattered puppet parts on the ground suddenly made a noise, drawing his attention.

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

Not only that, even the damaged parts seemed to undergo a reversal of time, healing so completely that not even a crack remained.

Under Lynn’s gaze, the puppet gradually became whole, its body restored to fullness.

Lynn suddenly remembered this thing had said before that even if it died, it would resurrect after ten minutes.

He gasped, and his eyes shone brightly looking at the puppet.

I take back what I thought before.

How could this possibly be uninteresting?

Watching the puppet slowly regain its ability to move, Lynn really wanted to send a message to his past life in Blue Star.

Report to the organization, I seem to have found a perpetual motion machine!

Feeling someone’s greedy eyes, the recently resurrected puppet, still unclear about its situation, couldn’t help but shiver.

“You, you filth of ’Deceit’ faith, what do you think you are doing—”

Before it could finish its sentence, even before its ability to ban supernatural phenomena could activate, Lynn preemptively grabbed its head, lifting it up once again.

Then, he slammed it heavily against the wall.

…

“Ah, this…”

Inside the observation room, watching Lynn’s demonic actions, Morris gasped.

Considering this stance, did this guy actually go easy on him that night?

Thinking of the incident that had occurred and combining it with the blood smeared on Lynn’s face and his glittering innocent eyes, he felt his legs go weak.

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Did I just bring a potential psychopathic killer back to the manor?

And from the side, Milani was laughing non-stop, hand covering her flat stomach.

“…I knew it, this kid is definitely a talent! Hahaha!!!”

It seemed that Lynn’s behavior had amused her, as she wiped her tears and laughed.

No one had thought of this before.

After all, for them, the Deadly Demon Doll seemed more like a measure of sealing.

Sensing the different emotions of the people beside him, Rhein’s face turned iron blue.

Originally, Rhein only thought to have this guy bleed a little.

But now, it seemed that not only did it not trouble Lynn, it had also inadvertently gained him dozens of Gold Coins.

“Don’t celebrate too early,” Rhein said darkly. “This is far from over.”

“You should know that this box has its own consciousness.”

…

“Don’t, don’t kill me! I give in, does that not suffice?!”

After the fifth resurrection, the puppet seemed to finally break down, crouching with hands over its head, letting out an unprecedented wail.

At this moment, Lynn’s desk was already piled with Gold Coins.

“Don’t be like this, how can it end just like this?” Lynn revealed a devilish smile. “You’re a tough one, let’s surpass the limits here!”

Saying that, he lifted the puppet once again.

“I, I know secret information about the ’Prisoner of Destiny’!!!”

The seemingly pain-fearing puppet, with closed eyes, shouted loudly.

Lynn paused in his action.

It was at this moment that the rule of the puppet’s game finally descended, an invisible force completely banning all the supernatural phenomena around.

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

He wasn’t truly bewitched by money, so he decided to let this thing go.

After all, information about a suspected divine presence was not something that could be measured by money.

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

After all, its effective range was only within five meters.

“You just squat there and don’t move.”

Lynn commanded.

Hearing this, the thing actually did as told, huddling up against the wall and closing in on itself.

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