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The scorching sun hung high in the sky, burning the barren ground unscrupulously.

Inside a ruined temple.

The crisp sound of firewood crackling in the raging fire and the harsh sound of sharpening knives echoed all around.

In a corner of the temple wall, there were several hand and leg bones that had been eaten clean, even the marrow had been sucked out without a drop left.

next to.

A young man, naked, with broken limbs and skin and bones, was thrown to the ground like a dead dog, dying.

The broken ends of the boy's limbs looked as if they had been burned with a branding iron, and the charred scars stopped the blood from flowing out of the broken ends.

at this time.

There were two adult men in the dilapidated temple, dressed in tattered clothes, with sunken eye sockets, and equally thin, almost just skin and bones.

They sat near the fire, with ferocious looks on their faces.

Among them, one person was eagerly stirring the rather turbid muddy water in the pottery jar above the fire, trying to speed up the boiling of the muddy water.

Another man was sharpening a rusty hatchet vigorously on the raised bricks of the floor.

"Third brother, is the knife sharpened? If it is, quickly bring that kid over here to bleed him. The water is about to boil."

"Hehehe...alright, alright, I'll have a delicious blood-boosting soup to drink soon."

The man sharpening the knife smiled, revealing his yellow and black teeth. Then he slowly stood up and walked towards the dying boy.

Grabbing the boy's hair, which had become a little dry and yellow due to malnutrition, the man sharpening the knife dragged him slowly and laboriously to the fire.

"Brother Hu, come and help me, I want to bleed this kid."

"coming."

Brother Hu, who was stirring the mud and water, immediately took out the wooden stick from the jar and put it away. Then he stood up and moved the young man to the side of the jar with the man sharpening the knife.

Followed by.

Brother Hu held up the boy's body by himself, while the man sharpening the knife pulled the boy's head, pointing his skinny neck and throat at the pottery jar filled with boiling mud water.

After making all the preparations.

The man sharpening the knife then placed the hatchet against the boy's throat, as if he was going to kill a chicken, ready to cut his throat and let the blood flow.

However, at this moment.

Brother Hu, who was holding the young man, suddenly let out a sharp scream. His limbs broke off automatically in a very strange way, leaving only his torso and head. His body fell to the ground with a bang, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the broken limbs.

At the same time, the young man's limbs, which had been broken off long ago, recovered in the blink of an eye, and it seemed as if they had never been broken.

"this?"

The man sharpening the knife's eyes widened instantly, his face full of disbelief.

However, before he could figure out the reason, he fainted from exhaustion as if he had been hungry for ten days and ten nights, and fell heavily towards the fire beside him, knocking over the pottery jar on the fire, causing the boiling mud and water in the jar to splash everywhere, putting out the burning fire.

The young man, whose limbs had recovered, jumped to the side nimbly at this moment, avoiding the scorching mud and water splashing everywhere.

In addition, the boy's skinny body became plump and well-proportioned in an instant, just like a young master who was spoiled with fine clothes and delicious food in a wealthy family. There was no sign of hunger at all.

"how come?!"

At this time, Brother Hu, who had somewhat adapted to the severe pain of his broken limbs, looked at the young man in horror. The fear overwhelmed the severe pain in his body, and he couldn't help but ask terrified questions.

Unfortunately, the young man didn't seem to want to explain it.

He bent down and picked up the hatchet that the man who was sharpening the knife had dropped because he was exhausted.

Then his eyes were fierce, and he moved his smooth and naked legs quickly. In a few steps, he came to Brother Hu's head, and with both hands he tightly grasped the hatchet with a sharp blade and chopped it down fiercely.

"No!"

The terrifying deadly blade quickly enlarged in his eyes, and Brother Hu screamed in even greater terror.

Just as he shouted, the rusty hatchet with a sharp blade hit him hard on the forehead.

In an instant, Brother Hu's screams stopped abruptly, and his head was like an unripe watermelon, spurting out red and white "smelly juice".

“Huh—”

After successfully killing Brother Hu.

The young man let out a long breath, then turned his gaze to the knife-sharpening man who had fallen unconscious in the fire.

Just as he was about to go over and give him another stab, his body suddenly froze, and his eyes looked at the air in front of him with a slightly unfocused look.

[Negative Status Transfer System: You can transfer your own negative status to other organisms within a certain range (except microorganisms, plants, mushrooms and water. If it is an extraordinary creature, the above-mentioned types of creatures can also be transferred).

The higher the level of life, the wider the range of transfer and the more times it can be transferred every day.

After the negative state is transferred, the creature to which the negative state has been transferred must be killed within 24 hours, otherwise the negative state will flow back double.

You cannot transfer one negative status to two creatures at the same time, but you can transfer multiple negative statuses to one creature at the same time.

[Host: Zhou Heng]

Life Level: Level Zero (Mortal)

[Transfer range: One meter radius (centered on the user)]

[Number of transfers: 4/10 (Each transfer out of a negative state counts as one, and the number will be refreshed after midnight every day.)]

[Current Negative Status: Slight Fatigue. (Status severity levels are: Slight, Mild, Mild, Moderate, Severe, Severe, Extreme, Extreme, and Over-Extended.)]

"Is he dead?"

Zhou Heng slowly withdrew his gaze from the system panel and looked again at the man sharpening the knife who was lying motionless in the pile of firewood.

previously.

He transferred his three negative states of [extreme hunger], [extreme fatigue] and [high blood deficiency] to the other party.

The entries for the three negative states still exist in the system panel, but there is an additional suffix "transferred" at the end of the entry.

Now, the entries for the three negative states have all disappeared from the panel.

This means that the man sharpening the knife is completely dead.

"This guy, like his predecessor, was a refugee fleeing a disaster. He was already weak from hunger. Now, coupled with the three negative states I transferred to him, it's reasonable for him to starve to death."

Mind this.

Zhou Heng let out another long breath.

Subsequently.

Having inexplicably traveled to this world and faced the prospect of becoming someone else's food from the start, he finally had the time to take a good look at his surroundings.

At the same time, without being affected by extreme fatigue, he finally had the energy to sort out the messy memories left by his predecessor in his mind.

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