We Are All Human, Why Do You Have Two Arms

Cui Chong knew all too well about the domestic environment.

Apart from a few major corporations or entertainment malls that hired young men as security guards, most factories—especially at night—relied on what could only be described as old men keeping watch.

If this guy had just stayed in his security booth playing on his phone, they wouldn’t have touched him.

But since he dared to come out, they had no choice but to act.

"I don’t care what your goal is. Ten seconds—get out of my sight."

Zhang Que took a drag from his cigarette, his beast-like eyes fixed on the three men before him.

"You damn security guard! Think you’re something special?"

Cui Chong sneered, then glanced at the green-haired thug beside him. "Put him down!"

The green-haired man immediately pulled out a dagger. "Drop dead, asshole!"

Swish!

He lunged at Zhang Que.

Zhang Que remained indifferent, leisurely exhaling smoke.

Just as the green-haired man reached him, Zhang Que suddenly raised his hand.

Snap!

His left hand clamped onto the man’s jaw, lifting him clean off the ground.

The green-haired man’s eyes bulged as he slashed at Zhang Que’s arm with the dagger, desperate to break free.

But the blade simply wouldn’t pierce through.

"Ten seconds are up."

Zhang Que’s fingers, sharp as blades, tore through the man’s cheek and crushed his entire jaw.

Crack!

The pain was so intense the green-haired man didn’t even have time to scream before collapsing unconscious, blood splattering across the ground.

Zhang Que tossed him aside like trash, took another drag, and strode toward the remaining two.

Cui Chong’s face twisted in horror. This man was no ordinary opponent.

He swiftly hid his hands behind his back.

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—

Four throwing knives shot toward Zhang Que—three aimed at his torso, one straight for his forehead.

Zhang Que didn’t flinch. He didn’t even bother deflecting them. The knives struck him dead-on—

And clattered harmlessly to the ground.

Cui Chong and his last companion stared in disbelief. What kind of monster was this?

If he’d been wearing armor under his clothes, that would’ve been one thing.

But one of those knives had hit him square between the eyes—

And he hadn’t even blinked.

"Senior, we were blind not to recognize your skill," Cui Chong immediately bowed his head. "We’ll leave right now."

As he spoke, he shot a glance at the burly man beside him.

The man hurried forward, hoisting their unconscious comrade onto his back.

When he saw the green-haired man’s completely shattered jaw, even as a hardened killer, he nearly retched.

"Senior, we’ll get out of your hair!"

Cui Chong took a deep breath and turned to leave.

"Did I say you could go?"

Zhang Que’s voice, low and demonic, slithered into their ears from behind.

Cui Chong’s legs turned to lead. He didn’t dare take another step. Trembling, he looked back. "Senior, we admit our mistake..."

"Those ten seconds were your chance. You wasted it."

Zhang Que tilted his head up, exhaling smoke into the darkened sky. "We’re all human. So tell me—why do you get to keep both arms?"

At those words, Cui Chong’s pupils shrank. His breath hitched.

The burly man beside him shuddered, a chill crawling down his spine.

"Senior—"

Both men dropped to their knees, begging.

"Will you do it yourselves, or shall I help you?"

Zhang Que’s gaze pinned them in place.

Cui Chong suddenly sprang up, screaming, "RUN!"

He had just turned around when a hand grabbed his shoulder from behind.

Crack!

Fingers pierced through bone, then crushed it.

Pain, deep into the marrow.

Swish!

Zhang Que brutally tore off Cui Chong’s right arm.

Cui Chong’s mouth gaped open as he let out a horrifying scream—"Ah…!"

"Shh! Careful with the left arm."

Zhang Que said softly.

Hearing this, Cui Chong was so terrified that his body erupted in chills. He immediately bit his lip to stifle any sound.

Fear!

It brought tears to the eyes of this hardened killer.

The tall man standing nearby was already dumbstruck.

The green hair on his shoulders fell to the ground, but he didn’t even notice.

His heart pounded in terror, his breath coming in ragged gasps—yet even that couldn’t stop the dizziness overwhelming him.

Zhang Que now turned to face this man.

"Senior… I’ll do it myself! Myself!"

Having witnessed Cui Chong’s gruesome fate, the man would have to be an idiot to let this devil "help" him.

Gripping a dagger in his right hand, he took several deep breaths before hacking down at his own arm.

Thud!

His left arm hit the ground, blood gushing out.

"Now, you look much better."

Zhang Que flicked his cigarette butt to the floor, grinding it under his foot. "Who sent you?"

"It was the Chai family! Chai Wang of the Chai family!"

Cui Chong didn’t know what had come over him. In the past, he’d been captured before.

Under interrogation, he’d kept his mouth shut.

But facing this man? He didn’t dare.

All he wanted was to leave, to escape this monster’s sight.

"Take your arms, and this guy, and go."

Zhang Que pulled out a cigarette from his pocket, clamping it between his lips.

"Thank you, Senior! Thank you!"

The two men nodded frantically, grabbing their severed limbs and the unconscious man before fleeing like madmen.

Zhang Que took out a lighter and lit his cigarette.

After a deep drag, he glanced toward the stairwell not far away. "One last question—I’m asking it for you."

With that, he took another puff and walked toward the company’s security office.

The night breeze lifted the right sleeve of his shirt, revealing nothing beneath.

Meanwhile, hidden in the shadows, Feng Yue’s eyes were red with terror.

What kind of security guard had she hired?

When had she ever seen something like this?

......

At the same time.

Xu Mu had already taken root.

Even without Ye Tong’s contributions, his rounds today had earned him enough Justice Points.

No matter what, his main goal now was to increase his strength.

Watching Ye Tong sleep peacefully, Xu Mu opened his system and began the lottery.

Once again, he prayed for a few cultivation techniques to transfer to her.

The wheel spun as Xu Mu waited silently.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on obtaining 30 Cultivation Points.]

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on obtaining Storage Space.]

Xu Mu nodded in satisfaction. Not bad.

His storage space was now the size of five refrigerators.

Still too small for a car, but at least a bicycle or electric scooter could fit now.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on obtaining a Third-Grade Heavenly Treasure Gift Box.]

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on obtaining a Second-Grade Heavenly Treasure Gift.]

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on obtaining the Earth-Level Technique: Shadow Bell.]

Xu Mu’s heart swelled with excitement.

Finally, a technique! He’d study it later to see if it suited Ye Tong.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on obtaining an Advanced Language Certificate.]

Xu Mu was baffled. What was going on today?

He’d drawn so many rewards—not even the guaranteed minimum had appeared yet.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on obtaining 20 Attribute Points.]

Finally, the guaranteed reward has arrived.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Earth-tier cultivation manual: Wind Shield.]

Holy crap!

At this point, even Xu Mu was stunned—this was the first time he’d encountered so many rewards at once.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Seventh-grade Blood Coagulation and Bone Mending Pill.]

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