My organs are too abstract.

Xu Yuan stared at the bloodshot veins writhing in the man's eyes, and for some reason, felt a strange unease.

He didn't seem to care, and simply asked, "Do you know Li Da?"

"Li Da?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly, his cloudy eyes blinked, revealing a thoughtful expression. After a moment, he shook his head. "The name sounds familiar, but I can't quite remember it."

The next second, he looked up at Xu Yuan, a warm smile spreading across his face, and asked eagerly, "Would you like to be my friend?"

Seeing that he seemed a little out of it, Xu Yuan waved his hand and said, "I have something to do right now. Let's talk about making friends another time."

"In the future?"

The uncle's smile faded slightly, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. Without any warning, his cold hand suddenly shot out and grabbed Xu Yuan's wrist.

"I'm really in a hurry," Xu Yuan sighed.

With a slight thought, the black rope wrapped around his wrist instantly untied itself and shot out with a whooshing sound. In the blink of an eye, it wrapped the uncle from head to toe, making him unable to move.

Xu Yuan flicked his wrist lightly and casually tossed it around—

"Bang!"

The man slammed heavily against the wall with a dull thud, dust falling everywhere. He struggled desperately, but couldn't manage it for a long time.

Xu Yuan didn't even glance at him. He took a step forward, about to turn and leave, when suddenly a furious, twisted roar erupted behind him:

"Heh heh...you still want to catch me?!"

The middle-aged man, who was tightly bound, seemed to have been suddenly triggered by some obsession, and a fierce roar rolled out from his throat.

His eyes were even more bloodshot, his muscles were strangely knotted, and a strange power seemed to surge wildly beneath his skin. With a "snap," he actually managed to loosen the tough black rope inch by inch and break free from its restraints.

"Um?"

Xu Yuan suddenly stopped, his gaze darkening, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This was the first time he had ever seen anyone break free of the black ropes by brute force. The man in front of him was clearly different from the NPCs he had encountered before.

As soon as the uncle was freed, he went mad, kicking the ground with both legs and charging straight toward Xu Yuan like an arrow. The ground cracked from his kicks.

His withered fingers spread wide, carrying a sharp, swift force, and fiercely grabbed Xu Yuan's wrist, determined to hold him tightly.

His movements were swift and ruthless, but Xu Yuan's reaction was even faster.

The moment the man reached out to strike, Xu Yuan slightly shifted his body to easily dodge, and his left hand shot out like lightning, precisely grabbing the man's outstretched wrist.

The middle-aged man looked stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Xu Yuan had already lowered his waist and exerted force with his arms, executing a clean and decisive over-the-shoulder throw, slamming the man heavily to the ground.

"Bang!"

Dust billowed up, leaving shallow dents in the ground. The uncle's body made a muffled thud, but he still didn't let go. Instead, he tightened his grip on Xu Yuan's left hand.

He lay on the ground, a strange, crazed smile playing on his lips, his voice hoarse and husky: "Hehe... Got you..."

Xu Yuan frowned slightly, exerted force with his left hand, suddenly pulled the uncle up from the ground, then slammed him down hard. Immediately afterwards, he swung his hand back and slammed the man heavily to the ground.

Two heavy blows sent dust flying, leaving the man dazed and confused, yet he still refused to let go.

Suddenly, a fierce glint flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he tried to turn around and attack, but Xu Yuan's gaze turned cold. Giving him no chance to resist, Xu Yuan grabbed his left shoulder with his left hand and forcefully tightened his grip—

"Snap!"

A crisp, ear-piercing sound of bones cracking rang out suddenly. The uncle's left shoulder bone was snapped, and his arm went limp instantly, his grip on Xu Yuan loosening its hold.

The uncle seemed to feel no pain and immediately tried to raise his right hand to resist. Xu Yuan did the same thing, grabbing his right shoulder. There was another tooth-grinding cracking sound, and his right arm completely lost its strength, hanging limply at his sides.

"It's quite troublesome." Xu Yuan shook his hand and slowly stood up.

The reason he didn't kill him was twofold: firstly, Li Da had specifically mentioned that this person had helped him before; secondly, he wanted to wait until the other person calmed down so he could extract more secret information from him.

However, at that moment, a sudden change occurred—

The middle-aged man lying on the ground suddenly developed fine blood vessels in his eyes, which spread wildly like a red spider web across the entire white of his eyes. In just a few seconds, his eyes were completely stained crimson, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of ferocity and bloodlust.

His body, which had been limp and powerless on the ground, began to tremble slowly. Using his broken arm to support himself, he gradually got up again.

"hey-hey……"

His neck stiffened as he turned, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Xu Yuan, his lips twisted into a grotesque, maniacal grin, and his hoarse roar was filled with murderous intent.

"I'm going to...kill you!"

That intense crimson color exuded an extreme sense of eeriness and misfortune. Xu Yuan only needed to glance at him to feel a strong sense of disgust and repulsion, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"What is this?"

Just then, his left hand fingers trembled slightly, and several lines of pale white characters appeared out of thin air, slowly circulating in the void:

[Your left hand sensed the aura of "bloodshed" and you suddenly awoke.]

It craves you to win it over and have afternoon tea with it.

"Blood Calamity?" Xu Yuan's expression faltered slightly, a sense of doubt rising in his heart. "What is this thing?"

"Die!"

Before he could think it through, the bloodshot-eyed uncle let out a frenzied roar and charged at Xu Yuan once again.

He threw a punch, the force of which was so strong that the air itself seemed to vibrate slightly.

Xu Yuan casually caught the punch with his hand, but a tremendous force suddenly came from his palm. His body was shaken and he took a half step back. His expression changed slightly. The opponent's strength had increased several times in a short period of time!

Your left hand sensed the food's provocation and became angry.

[Strength +1, Strength +1...]

A faint yet pure power spread from his left hand throughout his body. Xu Yuan's eyes instantly turned cold, and his left hand grew larger out of thin air, showing no intention of holding back.

He dodged the opponent's frenzied attack with a swift movement, and with a casual kick, sent the opponent crashing into the wall.

Then he quickly stepped forward, grabbed the man's legs, and with a series of forceful movements, two sounds of wood breaking rang out in succession, completely breaking his limbs and rendering him completely unable to move.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the black rope shot out again, tightly binding the limp man and tossing him aside.

"Aaaaaah!"

The man let out a deafening roar, his eyes burning with an even more intense crimson, like flowing blood that slowly spread across his face, along the skin around his eyes. His aura grew ever stronger.

"It's disgusting," Xu Yuan said, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes as he looked at the distorted, bloody mess. "Are you sure you really want to eat this stuff?"

Feeling the urging of his left hand, Xu Yuan sighed, "Alright."

He raised his left hand, and a small crack quietly appeared in his palm. A long, thin, scarlet tongue suddenly shot out, its tip like a sharp nail, instantly piercing the blood flowing down the uncle's face.

The blood-red substance was pinned to the tip of the tongue, and as if it had a life of its own, it struggled and twisted violently, causing the uncle to scream in agony.

"what!"

With a slight flick of his tongue, he forcefully pulled out the blood-red mass. The blood-red mass throbbed and struggled wildly in mid-air, but it was unable to break free. With a gentle flick of his tongue, he "popped" the blood-red mass into his tongue tip and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

A line of pale white characters appeared in the void, seemingly carrying a hint of elation:

[Your left hand commented: The taste is good, but the portion is too small and not filling enough.]

Xu Yuan looked speechless: "You're already being picky by giving us food, aren't you?"

The middle-aged man, whose blood had been drained, struggled violently for a moment, but his strength was completely exhausted. The crimson in his eyes faded at a visible speed, and he returned to his initial blank and dazed state.

He weakly raised his head, staring blankly at Xu Yuan, his voice hoarse and dry: "Who...are you?"

After their previous standoff, Xu Yuan became more interested in him. He stepped forward and asked, "Do you remember now? Do you know Li Da?"

This time, the middle-aged man didn't hesitate and slowly nodded: "I know him. What's your relationship with him?"

"I'm his roommate. He asked me to tell you thank you."

The middle-aged man seemed surprised to receive such a comment, his expression complex: "Thank you...me?"

He was silent for two seconds, then suddenly looked down at his skin, which had been broken and torn by being thrown and slammed. No blood flowed from the wounds; instead, the rough, stiff wood-like texture beneath was revealed.

He glanced at Xu Yuan, who seemed completely unaffected, and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Is this the power of a real patient? It's truly enviable; he's so much stronger than me."

Xu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "What kind of patient is this?"

"You didn't know?" The middle-aged man looked astonished, clearly not expecting that Xu Yuan knew nothing about this identity.

After thinking for a moment, he explained, "How should I describe them... Are they superpowered? Able to use special abilities? Or perhaps monsters who are beyond ordinary people? In short, they are a special group with special powers, completely different from ordinary people."

In order not to waste time, Xu Yuan had an idea, and the black rope tied him up and automatically followed him.

As he continued walking, he asked curiously, "So, you're saying you belong to this type of person too?"

"I count, yet I don't." The man gave a bitter laugh, looking at his battered body. "In my current state, I'm nothing more than a suit."

"A leather suit?" Xu Yuan frowned. "What do you mean?"

"I was originally just a dead person's skin that had been peeled off and made into a role for people to play. Logically speaking, I should never wake up and could only remain a dead object." The uncle explained slowly with a complicated look in his eyes, "But now, the person playing me has a problem, so I have woken up."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He considered himself a master of drama and wanted to perform a challenging role in order to gain power. Unfortunately, he failed and was instead completely devoured."

Xu Yuan raised an eyebrow: "What backlash did you suffer?"

"Calamity".

The man glanced at his wooden body, then looked up at Xu Yuan, and said, word by word:

"He peeled off the skin of calamity, wanting to play the role of calamity himself."