I work as a sorcerer in the US, and my side hustle is building Gundams.

Lily's treatment cannot be said to be unsuccessful.

At least the bleeding from Britney's chest has stopped.

But it got scalded and burnt by the boiling hot pot bottom.

In addition to the previous smells of cheap cosmetics, alcohol, and vomit, the air was filled with a meaty aroma that made one's scalp tingle and nauseate.

Britney let out a scream that was not human, biting Lily's shoulder so hard that her teeth marks were embedded in Lily's shoulder, almost tearing off her flesh.

"It's alright, as long as you can call out, it means you're okay."

Lily threw the kettle on the ground with a loud bang.

He clutched his shoulder and fell backward, lying on the sofa and panting heavily.

"It's just that this old beach will be one less person to work as a prostitute in the future, so she probably won't be able to continue working as a streetwalker."

"No, maybe someone will even deliberately seek her out out of curiosity about a woman with only one child? Hahahaha!"

Lily, whose hair was completely white and who looked as thin as a monkey that hadn't eaten for a week due to malnutrition, lay on the sofa and loudly mocked Britney, who was clutching her chest and crying. But then she suddenly burst into tears again, covering her face with her right hand and burying her face in her knees, her shoulders heaving. The scene in the basement looked awkward and comical, and was filled with the desolate atmosphere of a tragic world.

Lynn stared blankly at everything before him. Although he had heard about the miserable lives and experiences of the lower classes at West University when he was at East University in his previous life, he had only listened to it as amusement during his leisure time and had not taken it to heart.

This stark human tragedy was unfolding right before his eyes, and he had a strange feeling that he might have stumbled into some kind of comedic world.

Well, I've achieved half of my goal for this trip. I've at least earned a patient's treatment fee and 10 experience points.

Faced with three middle-aged women laughing and crying, and the appalling tactile, olfactory, and auditory environment, he decided to retreat first.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now. Aunt Britney, I wish you a speedy recovery..."

He nodded to the group and strode out the door.

Stepping out of the basement and onto the street, Lynn realized that a cold, icy rain had started falling again sometime during the day.

Seattle is a northern city, and the temperature in October is similar to that of Heilongjiang, a city at the same latitude in the East. It doesn't snow, but the snow feels colder than ice beads.

But that didn't stop him from taking a deep breath of fresh air. Inside, he had just endured all sorts of torture for his senses, not to mention witnessing that horrific scene.

"The current situation is that the antidote has run out, but the amount of US dollars on hand has reached $1249.5."

He rubbed his throbbing head and used the Adidas sneakers that the original owner had picked up from somewhere to shield himself from the cold, icy rain.

"Where am I supposed to find some poisonous wolves to make antidotes? And why doesn't this system give me any quests to help me level up and acquire warlock skills quickly? How can a single Weakness Curse be enough in this desperate place?"

He muttered to himself as he walked southwest along James Street toward the fountain square.

But after only a few steps, they saw Lili come out of the basement, holding a strip that looked like a belt in her hand.

"Lynn!"

She called out to Lynn from behind.

"Hmm? Lily, what's up?"

Turning his head, he saw Lily carrying a long snake, about the thickness of a wrist, which looked like a tattered strip of cloth and seemed to have been dead for a long time, walking quickly toward him.

"This is a cobra from Britney's collection. She bought it from a Latino gang three days ago for some kind of voodoo ritual. She said she didn't have money to thank me, but Jessica told her we were looking for snakes, so she gave me this as a token of her gratitude."

Lily handed Lynn the long, leather-like snake that was draped over her shoulder, and asked hopefully:

"See if you can use the venom sacs from this snake to make your antidote. If you can, that would be wonderful!"

As a witness who saw Lynn use the antidote to treat several people who were on the verge of death and bring them back to life, Lily now holds Lynn in the highest esteem and has unwavering faith in him.

"Oh? A cobra? That's pretty venomous! That's great!"

Lynn's eyes lit up. He took the snake and draped it over his shoulder. The slippery feeling made him a little uncomfortable, but the thought of getting three more bottles of antidote made him happy.

"That move you just made was pretty impressive, it just looked terrifying..."

The two walked together toward the fountain, and Lynn started chatting with him.

"When I was little, my great-grandmother told me that during World War II, she was a battlefield nurse. When she didn't have any medicine or bandages, she would use a red-hot iron shovel to stop the bleeding of the soldiers. When I was a child, I thought it was quite cruel, but I never thought that I would actually be using it now."

As Lily walked, a look of reminiscence appeared in her eyes.

As they chatted, for some reason the two of them brought up Jessica and her earlier experience again.

"Speaking of which, I wonder how that bastard who got stabbed by Britney is doing now. Haha, getting stabbed in the chest, he's definitely beyond saving! Serves him right!"

"Um?"

Lynn raised an eyebrow!

"That annoying guy who got stabbed in the chest, half an hour has passed now, wouldn't he be dead by now?"

He thought to himself.

Because of the system, I can pick up skills from dead people. Can I go to him now and try my luck?

"Lily, is that guy's identity sensitive? Is he some important figure? Does he live in a high-class place?"

He asked tentatively.

"Sensitive my ass, he's just a low-level leaf salesman, not even a formal member. He relies on his sweet talk and smooth talk to sell loose leaf on the most chaotic and low-level streets..."

Lily snorted and said dismissively.

"As for where he lives, well, it's only slightly better than Jessica and Britney's place—a single basement apartment. I even went to that area with Britney before… Why are you asking so many details?"

"Hey Lily, you know, these days when these homeless people die, there are professional body collectors who come to collect their bodies, and they might even be able to sell them for a good price!"

"If he's been using a lot of different kinds of enhancement drugs, he could probably sell them for over $500. That would raise some money for Britney's medical expenses, wouldn't it? I happen to have the phone number of a morgue scavenger at a biopharmaceutical company..."

"Oh? Right! How could I have forgotten that!"

Lili clapped her hands and shouted loudly.

"Let's go, let's go back to Britney and have her lead the way. We'll sell that damn guy out; that'll be revenge for her!"

……

Half an hour later, the group arrived at the home of the hoodlum known as Big Ear Tumen.

Sure enough, the guy had already been lying in a pool of blood, lifeless, clutching the hilt of the dagger.

Jessica rushed up and kicked him hard in the shoulder, cursing angrily as if to vent her anger for her old friend.

This is the corpse of an orc, ravaged by enhancement agents and fel energy, and died less than an hour ago. Please examine the corpse; you may find something.

The system notification appeared again, and Lynn did not hesitate, reaching out to touch his chest.

The intense fel energy infection from the corpse stimulated your spirituality, granting you the orc scenario's skill [Dagger Combat Lv.3] and some street smarts, along with a +10 character experience.

"Oh? Dagger combat technique? And a high-level lv3 one at that? That's a good item!"