My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

Half a minute later, the middle-aged man's voice rang out again, "He's indeed dead. There's no need to alarm the Great Emperor. For now, stay put at your current location and do not allow any civilians or suspicious individuals to leave. I'm dispatching someone to exterminate the city immediately."

"Sir, I can take over the remaining investigation tasks," someone offered.

"There's no need," the middle-aged man said indifferently, "Criminals require investigation. For rebellion, only the location matters."

"...Understood."

The communication ended.

The Transcendent servant tossed aside the dead cat in his hand, soared into the air, and sat cross-legged at a high point a kilometer above, his thoughts spreading out.

Encompassing the entire Hecheng.

Detecting all signs of life.

Not concerning himself with those entering, only with those leaving...

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He arrived at the mass grave to the west of the park and east of West Mountain.

Chen Yu, having lost too much blood, was now experiencing dizziness and unsteady footsteps.

No matter how many bandages he wrapped around the "gap" on his left wrist, he couldn't stop the oozing plasma.

But fortunately, he had successfully reached his destination...

"Huff—"

After gasping for breath, Chen Yu endured the overpowering stench and began to dismantle the corpses scattered all around him.

To leave a body exposed to the wilderness was already tragic.

To violate a corpse even further was sinful.

But he couldn't concern himself with that now.

The so-called "respect for the dead" comes from the mouths of the living.

Never mind dismembering arm after arm, leg after leg, when a living person is starving, they could even eat...

"Pfft!"

"Crack—"

Amidst strange sounds, the titles above the heads of each corpse changed.

Before long, Chen Yu found the "copiable" ability he was desperately searching for.

[(F+ Rank) Delicate Hand of a Woman: Slim and soft as jade, nestled within silky sleeves, her fingers slender and pallid, unfit for the crudest affair... This hand surpasses Wang Yuange's!]

Chen Yu: "..."

Without the leisure to care whether the hand was male or female, Chen Yu decisively reached out for it.

[Would you like to copy the ability "Delicate Hand of a Woman"?]

[Confirm Copy]

The next moment, a beautiful, slender, translucent left hand emerged from where Chen Yu's wrist had been severed.

Chen Yu's spirit refreshed, he quickly removed all the "bandages."

"Snap!"

With the left hand "restored," he tentatively snapped his fingers.

It was smooth and effortless.

No different from his own original hand.

"Saved..."

He exhaled a heavy, murky breath and sat down on a corpse, his close call leaving him shaken.

The intensity of a death match between official Transcendents far exceeded his understanding.

Unless it was a crushing defeat, it was almost guaranteed to result in mutual destruction.

This made him fully understand the meaning of a life and death struggle.

If today's enemy had been someone else, and their power overwhelming like the one he faced, he would be just like the "gold-rimmed glasses man" and "vest man" he faced before, powerless to resist.

Dead on the spot.

"..."

Silently, Chen Yu's desire for power grew even stronger.

"Uh—"

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot up from his groin.

It was then he remembered another severe wound...

Hurriedly unfastening his belt to inspect, Chen Yu: "..."

It appeared intact.

Seemingly unobstructed.

However, the pelvic bone was swollen, seemingly fractured.

Covering his lower abdomen and standing up, Chen Yu bent at the waist and resumed his dismantling work, hoping to "farm" a replacement pelvic bone...

"Buzz!"

"Buzz, buzz!"

Just then, his phone vibrated in his pocket.

Chen Yu furrowed his brows, stopped what he was doing, and fished out the old mobile phone, discovering a call from an unfamiliar number through the cracked screen.

After pondering for a moment, he hesitantly answered the call, bringing the phone to his ear, "Who is it?"

"Chen Yu? It's me, the Fatty!" from the receiver came the suppressed voice of his pudgy neighbor.

"Did you change your number?"

"No! It's an emergency, I didn't bring my phone and am using a classmate's to call you," said the pudgy neighbor, speaking rapidly. "You said before that you were gonna go back to your hometown, right? Hecheng is your hometown, isn't it? Are you there now?"

"Yes," replied Chen Yu, narrowing his eyes, "What's the matter?"

"Our instructor told me to contact you! Run for it! Take your family and get out! Fast!" the pudgy neighbor urged, anxious, "You don't have much time!"

"What's going on?" Chen Yu's expression changed suddenly.

"They're going to slaughter Hecheng! We're all on our way there now, said it's a field trip for class. Anyway, you better start moving!"

"Beep—"

The call ended.

Chen Yu stood stunned on the spot.

But only for a second before he snapped out of it, ignoring the pain in his groin and bursting out with all his strength toward the location of his home.

As he ran, he shed his own clothes.

Stripping clothing from the corpses on the ground, he quickly changed into them.

In no time at all,

He burst into his own residential complex, knees bent, and with a mighty leap,

"Crash—"

He smashed through the third-floor window and jumped into the room.

"Thud!"

Feet hitting the floor, Chen Yu looked up.

Before him stood Chen, Ms. Chen, and Chen, all three staring at him in shock. (One of them unseen)

"Xiaoyu..."

"Quick! We've only got half a minute to pack up!" Chen Yu had no time for pleasantries with his family, he rushed into the bathroom to open the tap and washed off the blood on him, "We need to leave Hecheng immediately."

"Xiaoyu, what happened?" Chen appeared stunned.

"What are you standing there for?!" Chen snapped in anger, slapping his wheelchair, "Hurry up! Grab your ID cards, household registration booklets, wallets, and all other valuables!"

"Oh! Okay..." Chen immediately sprang into action, pulling open the drawer beneath the TV cabinet and frantically searching.

"The gold bar!" Ms. Chen, unsure of what was happening but knowing what needed to be done, raised her hand, "Under the bed! We still have a small gold bar at home!"