Zombie's wounds were healed to the best of the local medics' abilities, but most of them ended up leaving pale scars anyway.
|Curious, I never before got wounded like that. Not in this world that is.|
Zombie thought to himself while looking into the mirror, tracing the thin pinkish line going across his forehead.
|Better get used to it, since the eternal servant's option is blocked for you, you can kiss goodbye the perfect regeneration.|
Patience pointed out.
|That only means I need to try harder to get the HP regeneration skill.|
The boy shrugged his shoulders and glanced at his exposed forearms at countless small scars left by Zombie himself in order to procure the skill - which up to this point remained only pointless self-harm since it looked like the boy had no talent for healing.
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