75: greedy

The two looked fiercely at Shi Yan.

After a dozen seconds.

"Our pain senses are connected, so we don't dare to gamble on that possibility."

The two said in unison. They had tried it before and hurt each other, but when they realized the pain was being transmitted, they both stopped, not daring to continue.

"Can you separate us or not?!"

The Delicate Man on the right couldn't help but roar at Shi Yan. His eyes were bloodshot, and the expression on his face became increasingly distorted. He was on the verge of collapse.

The psychological torment of maintaining a bizarre appearance for a long time and the constant pain that seemed to emanate from the depths of his soul made him suffer immensely.

"I can separate you, but the cost will be very expensive."

Shi Yan didn't care about the Delicate Man's tone and looked at them meaningfully.

"This is everything we have. It's all yours."

"But if you can't separate us, I'll make you know what true pain is."

The Weather-beaten Man on the left had fierce, bloodshot eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he waved his hand and poured a pile of items from an unknown place onto the light-red round table, as if it were some kind of storage skill.

Shi Yan also waved his hand at those items, collecting them all into his Portable Space.

He first took out a bottle of potion from his Portable Space, then looked at it with feigned heartache, pretending it was very precious and had some special ability. He didn't want his power to be known by others.

Then he took out the Bloodthirsty Long Blade.

"It might hurt a bit. Bear with it for now."

Shi Yan's mouth curved into a slightly sinister smile, and his words carried a hint of impatience and a strange chuckle.

His arms instantly swelled and grew larger as if inflated, covered with strange, twisted blood-red patterns. The blood-red light illuminated the dark Management Office in a crimson hue.

The Bloodthirsty Long Blade in his hand at this moment was like a small knife, and a faint sense of danger spread from Shi Yan's body.

"What the hell!?"

The modified person was startled by this aura and took a step back, the ferocity in his four eyes somewhat dispersed by the shock.

Whoosh!

Three blood-red blade lights flashed like crimson lightning, their sounds even merging due to the extreme speed.

One blade light precisely cut down the middle of the modified person's two brain hemispheres, all the way to the lowest point.

The other two blade lights cut from the base of each person's arm, then returned to Shi Yan's front.

Although both felt that they had lost an arm, and waves of excruciating pain echoed within their bodies, they paid no attention to it.

Because they both felt a loosening on the other side of their bodies; the constant pulling sensation had disappeared.

Both moved their necks, which had been pulled and distorted, in disbelief. They turned to look at their sides, and the white thread that had bound them for so long finally broke, and the constant pain also vanished.

"Hahaha! Finally!"

"Finally..."

"Freed!!!"

The Delicate Man burst into tears, laughing uproariously at the sky.

The Weather-beaten Man also showed extreme joy, but his thoughts were clearly deeper, and he didn't express himself as exaggeratedly as the Delicate Man.

Shi Yan put away the Bloodthirsty Long Blade and some of his Blood Tattooed Transformation, looking at them with a strange expression. He also used his Information Detection skill.

The information of the two had changed significantly from before.

[Modified Human - Type Two Suture lv40]

[Constitution: 5020]

[Soul: 5233]

It became.

[Human lv35]

[Constitution: 4020]

[Soul: 3923]

[Human lv30]

[Constitution: 3031]

[Soul: 3012]

'They really split into two people?'

'And to be able to synthesize a lv40 monster from just one lv35 and one lv30 human, this method...'

Shi Yan's mind was constantly pondering, but his hands didn't stop. He quickly reached for the two crystals that had just appeared.

Of the two crystals, one was a light-red crystal, which exploded from the arm of the Delicate Man.

One was a deep black crystal, which exploded from the body of the Weather-beaten Man.

Both crystals simultaneously transformed into wisps of warm air currents and entered Shi Yan's body.

Abilities: Flame Spray (can be synthesized), Lava Body (can be synthesized), Shadow Dagger (can be synthesized), Shadow Gas (can be synthesized).

He didn't expect both skills could be upgraded. Shi Yan's eyes lit up, but he didn't immediately choose to synthesize. Instead, he took the two severed arms and placed them on the blank paper on the light-red round table.

The moment the two touched, the white paper instantly turned into specks of white light and dissipated into the air.

Just as the white paper turned into white light and dissipated, a sudden change occurred.

A mass of black gas suddenly appeared in the Weather-beaten Man's hand, and a uniquely shaped dagger, covered with black patterns, appeared in his grip.

He fiercely stabbed the heart of the Delicate Man, who was still laughing wildly to his right.

Pfft.

The Delicate Man clutched the dagger embedded in his heart, his face transforming from wild joy to horror, staring at the Weather-beaten Man in shock.

The Weather-beaten Man's eyes still gleamed with excitement, and he stared back at the Delicate Man with a sinister expression.

"So many years have passed, I thought you had already let go..."

The Delicate Man seemed to recall something, speaking with a dry voice.

"I deliberately didn't think about those things, just so I could wait for this day!"

"If it weren't for you, would I have been a monster for so many years?!"

"If it weren't for you, would they have died?!"

The Weather-beaten Man's face grew increasingly sinister, and the dagger in his hand twisted back and forth, worsening the Delicate Man's injuries.

The Delicate Man groaned, a hint of guilt appearing in his eyes. He seemed to be in the wrong and didn't fight back, quickly losing all signs of life.

Only then did the Weather-beaten Man pull out the dagger. He looked at the Delicate Man's corpse, slowly exhaled, and his face gradually returned to calmness.

"Thank you, you're truly a good person. Could I ask you for one last small favor?"

The Weather-beaten Man turned to look at Shi Yan, who was sitting quietly to the side, his face showing gratitude, and he asked Shi Yan to help him one more time.

"Oh?"

Shi Yan smiled faintly, looking at him with interest.

"I want to return to the real world now, but I can only do that by becoming a player again."

"But my player status disappeared when my mission failed, and then I was—saved and turned into a monster."

"You're such a good person; you surely wouldn't want to see me left alone in this terrifying world, would you?"