My organs are too abstract.

The wooden carvings seemed to pause for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, they charged straight at each other, smashing through the piled-up debris and destroying the passageway, all rushing towards Xu Yuan.

"Disobedient?"

Seeing that the wooden sculptures were completely disregarding the rules, Xu Yuan's expression darkened.

He strode forward, fixed his gaze on the nearest wooden carving, raised his leg and kicked it hard, breaking the wooden leg with a crisp "crack".

The remaining wooden carvings continued to pounce stiffly, and he expressionlessly repeated the process, one after another, until all the wooden carvings had their legs destroyed.

In a short time, all the wooden sculptures had their legs broken, completely losing their ability to stand and charge. They could only twist their bodies and crawl slowly on the ground.

Watching the wooden sculptures struggle to move, Xu Yuan manually arranged them in a row at the back of the passageway, finally revealing a satisfied smile.

After the first wooden sculpture struggled to climb through the narrow passage, Xu Yuan casually kicked it away, and a line of pale white characters immediately appeared in the air.

Your left hand is inspired by your heroic deeds, urging you to continue the fight and create new glory.

"This actually works?" Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dwell on it. After all, this style of art was very much in line with the level of idiocy of Zuo Shou.

He relaxed slightly and attacked the wooden carvings that were climbing up one after another, and the virtual notification refreshed again.

Your left hand always feels like it's missing something; perhaps, it's meant to be a lone stronghold, worthy of grand and heroic words.

"What does this mean? We have to recite lines?" Xu Yuan muttered to himself. "This idiot is quite difficult to please."

His expression turned serious, he coughed twice, and exhaled loudly: "Hey! With me here, none of you will be able to cross this pass!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the wooden carving that had crawled in front of him and crushed it.

Your left hand feels invigorated; a true hero possesses soaring ambition, how can he silently defend against the enemy?

"it works!"

Xu Yuan's spirits lifted, and he completely got into the zone, chanting wildly at the wooden carvings that were lining up to climb over.

"This path is blocked; if you wish to proceed, you must first step over my body!"

"A narrow path, a fortified barrier—those who cross the line, die!"

"One man stands guard over one pass, single-handedly confronting a thousand enemies!"

He was so engrossed in his art that he lost himself completely, unaware that this strange scene was making Wenxiu, who was standing behind him, increasingly alarmed.

"What...what is he doing?"

At first, she was amazed by the other party's strength, but the more she looked, the more uneasy she became.

The image of the other party deliberately breaking the wooden carvings' legs and letting them crawl and suffer on the ground was particularly shocking to her.

In Wenxiu's eyes, the person in front of her was unpredictable, ruthless, and even targeted wood carvings.

It's not just about torturing the body, but also the mind. Regardless of whether the wood carving can understand, it insists on saying extremely embarrassing quotes, trying to kill the spirit and severely humiliate it.

If the techniques used to carve wood, which has no thoughts and no pain, are so cruel, then what kind of cruel treatment would be given to a living person?

Upon realizing this, she felt a chill inexplicably in her heart, and her gaze towards Xu Yuan subtly became more wary and distant. She secretly reminded herself: I must never be his enemy in the future.

Xu Yuan was completely oblivious to Wen Xiu's unusual behavior, focusing only on racking his brains to come up with lines to match the heroic script in his left hand.

More than ten minutes later, this arduous and extraordinary battle finally came to a complete end.

Your left hand is exceptionally satisfied with your performance; your reputation for lone-wolf defense has quietly spread, intimidating all sides and deterring them from opposing you.

Xu Yuan scoffed at this, thinking to himself, "Here he goes again, bragging. This little bit of noise and he calls himself famous? Do you think I'd believe that?"

As he was thinking, a warm sensation slowly flowed from his left hand, and then, a line of small characters quietly appeared in the air:

Congratulations! You have successfully unlocked the exclusive reward – One Man Against All

【One Man Holds the Pass: When there are no friendly forces around and you are defending a pass alone, the more enemies within your range, the stronger your own power will be.

—A true lone hero never needs to rely on others.

Xu Yuan glanced at the acceptance message and frowned slightly: "This reward doesn't seem very practical."

This ability is clearly tailor-made for taking on multiple opponents, but he has always believed in the fair principle of group fighting rather than one-on-one, so it is unlikely to be of any use.

Even though he could single-handedly hold off a thousand troops and be incredibly cool, he had no desire to be a hero. When faced with real danger, while others ran away, he would only run even faster. This kind of lone-wolf buff was truly useless.

Besides, he considers himself kind and peace-loving, and unlikely to get into fights with others, so he has even less need for this ability.

"Well, it's better than nothing," Xu Yuan shook his head with a regretful expression.

Wenxiu noticed his slightly disgusted yet unsatisfied expression, which made her even more wary: "What does this mean? Is he not satisfied yet? Is he not done after finishing the wood carving, and is he going to beat me up too?"

Her body tensed subtly, but her expression remained calm and composed.

"Damn it, I completely forgot there was someone next to me!"

Xu Yuan suddenly came to his senses, turned to look at Wen Xiu, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.

I was so engrossed in reciting my lines that I completely forgot there was someone standing next to me. It was really embarrassing.

Fortunately, Wenxiu remained calm and did not ask any questions. She was still quiet and gentle. He thought to himself: What a considerate girl. She would never put anyone in an awkward situation.

Noticing that the other person's attitude seemed a bit colder, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Wenxiu said, shaking her head gently.

Xu Yuan didn't delve into the matter further, but instead remembered the important matter at hand, his brows furrowing slightly: "We haven't seen the haunted house owner at all. Where on earth is he hiding?"

"The owner of the haunted house?" Wenxiu asked, puzzled. "Who is he? Is he the calamity behind the haunted house?"

"No, he's a patient, but he's disguised as a calamity and wants to play the role of a calamity."

Xu Yuan gave a brief explanation, and after Wenxiu roughly understood the situation, she suddenly realized, "I see. So the wooden carving no longer follows the mechanism and launches an attack directly. Could it be that its battle with the calamity has already been decided?"

"Probably." Xu Yuan nodded, then a question arose in his mind. "I'm more curious, who exactly won? If Calamity wins, will it be able to completely break free from its own killing mechanism?"

"The killing mechanism of calamity stems from instinct, is deeply ingrained, and is difficult to break free from." Wenxiu slowly shook her head. "This situation is too rare for me to judge."

Xu Yuan waved his hand: "Never mind him, let's leave here first. Zhao Ze and the others have been waiting downstairs for a long time."

"it is good."

Wenxiu nodded in agreement. On her way downstairs, she hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "I'm a patient, could you please not tell anyone else?"

"No problem," Xu Yuan readily agreed.

Wenxiu was surprised by his quick agreement. After a moment of silence, she added, "With such a commotion tonight, the Sickness Control Bureau will definitely investigate. If you don't want to expose yourself, I can take full responsibility for all the blame and suspicions and cover for you."

"Haven't you always wanted to avoid getting involved with the Surgery Bureau?" Xu Yuan asked, somewhat surprised.

"Many people died tonight; there was no way to avoid it," Wenxiu said calmly. "Someone has to step forward and take responsibility. They might as well do it themselves."

"Thank you very much then." Xu Yuan accepted the offer readily. "I want to live a few more peaceful days and don't want to be targeted for the time being. If you can cover it up, then do so; if you can't, it doesn't matter. If they make things difficult for you, just come to me."

Wenxiu gave him a deep look, feeling that he was becoming increasingly unpredictable, and nodded slightly: "Okay."

The two walked side by side and quickly descended the stairs.

"Yuan-ge! Wenxiu! You've finally come out!"

As soon as they arrived downstairs, Liang Xiaolong's excited shouts came from the front.

Zhao Ze's gaze was fixed on Wenxiu, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness you're alright."

Wenxiu smiled gently and said, "I was lucky; I was just rescued."

Zhao Ze's tense heart finally relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Yuan is awesome!" Wen Cheng exclaimed with admiration.

Liang Xiaolong turned to look at Weiwei, who had remained silent the whole time, and asked in confusion, "Why haven't you said anything?"

Weiwei lowered her head slightly, her voice weak: "I...I'm a little scared."

"Alright, let's go, it's time to get out of here."

Looking at the peaceful and tranquil scene before him, Xu Yuan felt a sense of peace and contentment. However, when his gaze inadvertently swept across Weiwei's face, he suddenly paused.

He had seen this girl before.

Last night, Zhao Ze posted a group photo of a bonfire party on her WeChat Moments. In the photo, she smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling, and she wore a cute rabbit hair clip, looking sunny and lively.

But now she stood there quietly, as if she were frightened, her face pale, her eyes darting around, looking like a startled rabbit, completely different from the photo.

"What an unlucky girl," Xu Yuan shook his head.

No... wait a minute.

He stopped walking.

Zhao Ze couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, Brother Yuan?"

Xu Yuan didn't speak; he suddenly remembered something.

In a strange operating room downstairs, I saw a row of pale wooden carvings against the wall, inside which were several skinned bodies, their flesh mangled and bloody, yet their chests were still rising and falling slightly.

Of course, that's not the point. The point is that he found something next to a woman's body that looked familiar, so he picked it up and put it in his pocket.

And that thing...

Xu Yuan took it out of his pocket and glanced down at it.

A rabbit hair clip lay quietly in his palm.