My organs are too abstract.

"You still dare to be arrogant after falling into my hands?"

Xu Yuan sneered, exerted force with both arms, gripped the black rope with both hands, and pulled it sharply to both sides!

The rope was stretched taut, emitting a taut hum in the air.

The cold rope dug deep into his palm. Xu Yuan mustered all his strength, wanting to tear this strange rope off.

The black rope trembled violently, like a strange snake whose vital point was being squeezed, writhing and twisting wildly, yet still refusing to yield, struggling fiercely in his palm.

Xu Yuan exerted force again, but apart from making it tremble more violently, it seemed unable to cause any real damage.

The black rope seemed to have noticed this as well, and its trembling revealed a hint of smugness.

Xu Yuan suddenly stopped what he was doing, a cold smile playing on his lips: "You really think I can't do anything to you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the skin on his left hand, which was gripping the black rope, suddenly split open to reveal a mouth covered with fine, sharp teeth.

A long, scarlet tongue shot out like lightning, licking the knot with a hint of appreciation.

Black Rope's frantic movements suddenly froze.

The next second, the mouth on the palm suddenly opened wide and then bit down hard!

The rope, which had previously been impossible to damage in the slightest, was instantly gnawed with a deep tooth mark!

The black rope seemed to have suffered a severe blow, twisting wildly. The originally stiff rope knots curled into a ball, and a vague yet clear plea for mercy, filled with deep fear, entered Xu Yuan's mind.

Its trembling frequency changed from struggling to shivering, clearly indicating that it was terrified.

Xu Yuan remained expressionless, letting his left hand bite into it several more times until the surface of the black rope was covered with teeth marks of varying depths. Only then did his tongue retract, and the crack in his palm quickly healed, restoring his hand to its normal shape.

He then stopped.

In the void, a line of pale white characters slowly appeared:

[Your left hand indicates that the target has a rough and unpalatable texture, making it difficult to eat; it is recommended to move it away from you.]

Xu Yuan looked down at his left hand, his expression slightly stunned.

The strange shape of this hand at this moment... is the core reason why he can't tell whether he is a human or a monster.

He glanced down at the trembling black rope and asked casually, "Want to beg for mercy? Tell me, what good will that do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a clearer thought immediately came from the black rope, urgent and ingratiating, as if afraid that if he was a second late, he would suffer again.

Xu Yuan closed his eyes and sensed for a moment, then seemed to have an epiphany. He instantly understood some of the uses of the rope, and his eyes lit up.

But the next second, he frowned, examining the rope, which was over five meters long when unfolded, and his face darkened: "It's so conspicuous, how am I supposed to carry it normally? I might as well just kill you."

As he spoke, he made a move to exert force again, and the rope suddenly trembled as if it had been frightened out of its wits, flying out of his palm almost like a catapult.

It hung in mid-air, quickly curling and twisting, and somehow managed to form a ring of just the right size, which looked perfect to wear.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan smiled with satisfaction: "That makes things much more convenient."

But then he looked at the size of the ring and felt it wasn't quite right; something felt off. He couldn't help but ask, "Where do you plan to wear it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black rope circle in the air hesitated for a moment, then tentatively and cautiously flew towards Xu Yuan's neck.

"Um?"

Xu Yuan's smile froze on his face, his expression darkened, and he slapped the object down with a "smack": "Where are you flying to?"

The black rope's flight abruptly stopped, as if frozen in an instant. Startled, it hurriedly changed direction and hastily wrapped around his left wrist.

It repeatedly crosses and overlaps on the wrist, folding out fine lines with its own movements. The movements are so fast that it's almost frantic, and in no time, it condenses into an exquisite circle.

It looks exactly like the woven bracelets sold on the street, with a matte black surface that is textured and about the thickness of a little finger, both rugged and understated.

Xu Yuan's expression finally softened.

"It looks pretty good."

He examined the bracelet on his wrist for a while, raised an eyebrow, and flicked it lightly with his fingertips.

The "woven" pattern instantly dispersed, and the black rope, like a living snake, drooped down, transforming back into a straight rope more than five meters long, suspended in mid-air.

Xu Yuan became interested and his gaze locked onto a flowerpot not far away. He casually tossed it forward.

The black rope shot off in an instant, transforming into a ring halfway through its flight, which steadily caught the flowerpot. It then swiftly returned and waved itself in front of him like a treasure.

Xu Yuan's eyes lit up, and he said with great interest, "Is this fun?"

He changed the object again, swung the rope again, and the black rope once again accurately caught it, steadily pulling it back. Even when the target was more than five meters away, it could extend indefinitely.

Xu Yuan could hit any target he pointed at with deadly accuracy, having a great time. The rope also seemed to be getting excited, swaying twice each time it caught a target, as if it were showing off its success.

Once he was done, the rope obediently wrapped back around his wrist, visibly crossing and overlapping again.

In just a few breaths, it returned to its harmless dark bracelet appearance, lying quietly on the wrist without moving an inch.

Xu Yuan stroked the cool touch of the knotted rope on his wrist, thought for a moment, and decided that having such a toy wasn't bad, so he gave up the idea of ​​killing it.

"Fine, I'll let you off this time."

At this moment, the black rope trembled slightly, as if in response, before calming down completely and becoming as docile as an ordinary bracelet.

"It looks good."

Xu Yuan stroked the black bracelet on his wrist and nodded in satisfaction.

The moment my fingertips touched the knot, a chill crept into my skin.

It wasn't the coolness of ordinary metals or jade, but a chilling cold that penetrated to the bone.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably feel uncomfortable, but he inexplicably felt comfortable.

It's like putting your hand into a mountain stream on a sweltering summer day; the cool breeze seeps into your bones through your skin, a feeling of indescribable comfort.

"This thing is quite cool." Xu Yuan moved his fingers, and the coolness lingered faintly. "From now on, we won't even need air conditioning in the summer. Not bad, not bad."

After happily playing with it for a while, drowsiness suddenly overwhelmed me.

Xu Yuan yawned, turned around and went back to his room, burying himself in the covers.

"I'm sleepy, I'll take a nap."

The early morning drowsiness, coupled with his fluctuating mental state, made him just want to catch up on a long nap.

As soon as I closed my eyes, sleepiness washed over me like a tide, and I drifted off to sleep almost instantly, my breathing becoming even and long.

……

"Clap clap clap!"

I don't know how long I slept, but a crisp slap suddenly rang in my ears, followed by a slight pain on my face.

Xu Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and was immediately stunned.

His left hand was suspended in mid-air, gently patting his face again and again.

Seeing that Xu Yuan had woken up, he immediately and quietly put his left hand down, letting it hang obediently to the side, pretending that nothing had happened.

Xu Yuan: "..."

"You idiot, I praised you far too soon."

The thought of how he had praised it for being able to talk before, and now it had pulled this stunt on him, made Xu Yuan feel utterly hopeless.

A line of small print slowly appeared before his eyes:

True heroes are never confined to their beds; they charge, they fight, their passion never ceases!

Having spent so much time together, Xu Yuan had long since figured out the nature of this hand.

He's immature, hot-blooded, always fantasizing about being a hero, and has an intense curiosity like a child, wanting to touch everything he sees. His behavior is also quite bizarre.

He remembered that in the first few days after his left hand was revived, he was urged to exercise every day, but due to his initial resistance and laziness, he didn't want to move at all.

As a result, his left hand took matters into its own hands. While he was fast asleep in the middle of the night, it used its fingers to pry open the floor and slowly moved him from the bed to the downstairs, dragging him all the way to the horizontal bar in the community.

Then, he started doing pull-ups like crazy with one hand.

When Xu Yuan woke up leisurely in his pajamas, he was met with shocked looks from a group of elderly men and women.

Several people were taking pictures of him with their phones, and one older woman even looked at him with eager eyes and offered to introduce him to a potential partner on the spot.

Xu Yuan will never forget that scene for the rest of his life.

From then on, Xu Yuan behaved himself.