I was transported from Lobotomy Corporation to another world.

After dodging, Reed quickly slashed backward, splitting the bushes in two.

A figure emerged from the bushes, clad in exquisite guard armor.

He watched Reid warily, gripping his longsword tightly with both hands.

Reed looked around, and to be honest, he had no idea what the situation was.

Reid spoke first, asking, "What do you mean?"

The guard didn't seem to intend to answer; instead, the old man behind him spoke.

"This person wasn't one of the sacrifices. Kill him to cover it up! Don't let this get out!"

So that's how it is... I've stumbled into something terrible, and I'm about to be killed to silence me.

Reid reacted first, rushed forward, and kicked the guard who was about to swing his sword to the ground!

Reed raised his sword and slashed at the guard, who quickly rolled to the left.

Having dodged Reed's attack, the guard took a few steps back, trying to stand up and create distance...

[Throw] Reed took out the long needle he had pulled from the worm, gripped it tightly in his hand, and then quickly threw it!

The long needle struck the guard's airway and became lodged in his neck. The guard panicked and realized he was coughing up blood and having difficulty breathing.

Reed swung his fist forward and punched the other man in the head!

"Bang!" The helmet on his head was cracked, and he fell to the ground, struggling.

Reed shook his hand; it hurt a little from hitting the helmet...

Reed turned his head and suddenly heard a series of heart-wrenching screams.

"Ahhhhh!!"

"Where did my hand go?!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"My hand is gone!! It's turned into pieces!!"

Red looked up and saw countless fragments of hands—some were skin, some were fingers, some were small bones, all kinds of things floating like scraps of paper.

The source of these fragments was the people of that village. Reed glanced again at the old man standing in the center.

(Looks like it was that old bastard who did it. Look at that big hand in mid-air, probably like that town mayor again. So annoying...)

Reed was annoyed just thinking about that mayor, especially since the other side had attacked him first, and it seemed they had no intention of stopping.

The old man seemed somewhat anxious. The fragments of the hand in mid-air gradually coalesced, piecing together the unfinished hand model bit by bit.

Originally, there were only bones and flesh, but now there are traces of skin, and more and more skin.

The skin was half done, with only half remaining, and just then...

The old man suddenly sensed a murderous aura, and quickly stopped casting his spell and hid to the side.

Sure enough, a golden light flashed and Reid stopped where the old man had just been standing.

Reed looked at the old man hiding to the side and was about to give chase.

Suddenly, something occurred to him, and he looked at the hand model above his head, which was gradually transforming into a complete human hand.

Although the old man had stopped casting spells, the surrounding hand fragments still floated and merged together.

The old man's spell was meant to accelerate the process; Reid saw it—a girl without arms lying on the ground.

Her eyes were wide open, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. She seemed to want to scream, but the pain was too much for her to bear.

Blood was still flowing from his arms, staining his magnificent ceremonial robes crimson.

Reed sheathed his sword, scooped up the girl with both hands, and tossed her aside.

Reed felt this girl was key; throwing her out of the magic circle should solve everything.

For once, Reed was surprisingly clever; sure enough, the magic circle failed, and the large hand in mid-air slowly detached.

The old man hiding to the side watched as the large hand that had been slowly disappearing slammed down on the ground twice.

"Damn it! It was so close! Where did this guy come from?!"

The old man slowly touched the teleportation stone in his hand. "Never mind! Anyway, this girl's hands have already been sacrificed... We'll find another opportunity later..."

Just as Reed swung his sword, the old man flashed with a blue light and vanished...

Reed stood there, stunned, looking around. "Why doesn't teleportation disappear from this world?"

Reed snorted and sheathed his broadsword, preparing to leave, but then suddenly froze in place.

What should I do now?

The couple who had helped him seemed to be dead; all around was utterly silent, save for the chirping of birds and the sounds of insects.

It's like this again... Everyone else is dead, and I'm all alone again.

Red didn't know why, but he started walking towards the village.

As he walked, Reed saw a girl lying on the ground nearby.

Reed remembered what the girl had told him earlier, it seemed she wanted him to save her.

But Reed didn't agree and prepared to continue walking towards the village.

But now... it seems like I have nothing to do.

Moreover, both of his lives were saved by others, so now he has to save others himself?

Reed stared at the girl lying in a pool of blood for three seconds...

Reed sighed deeply, "Sigh..."

Reid felt he was sick; how could he do such a thing?

Red picked up the girl, looking at the bleeding girl in his arms who had lost both hands.

"Uh... what should I do?" Reed was a little confused because he didn't know what to do; he didn't understand these things.

When someone is injured, they need bandages, right? And it seems like they also need that red water bottle, Reed thought.

The girl was bleeding more and more from both sides of her body, and her face was getting paler and paler.

The blood that flowed out stained Red's clothes red. Red looked in the direction of the village and then ran towards it.

Sure enough, Red saw it on the way: a man who had lost both hands and arms lying on the ground.

The cause of death was almost always due to the absence of both arms, and it doesn't appear to be death from bleeding.

Reed ignored them, ran to his room, and kicked the door open.

Reed then casually placed the girl somewhere and noticed several bottles of potions on the table in front of him.

Red's mind was constantly focused on getting the red potion, the red potion.

But perhaps in his haste, Reed grabbed a bottle of yellow liquid haphazardly.

Without a second thought, Reed pulled out the cork and poured the contents onto the girl's vanished arms.

It wasn't until Reed arrived that they realized they had taken the wrong one.

"It seems like I picked up the wrong one. Oh well, the effect is the same anyway..."

Just as Reed was about to think of his next move, the girl on the ground suddenly screamed in pain.

"Aaaaaah!! It...it hurts so much! Ugh! It hurts!!" The girl's eyes widened and she curled up.

He then rolled around on the ground frantically, seemingly enduring immense pain.

Reed was a little confused and didn't know what had happened.

White smoke was rising from the two wounds where the girl had been bleeding.

After the white smoke dissipated, the girl's bleeding wound suddenly stopped!

The yellow liquid Reed was carrying was a medicine that could stop bleeding quickly and prevent wound infection! And its hemostatic effect was very strong!

However, the side effect is that the user will experience immense pain! And the larger the wound, the longer the pain will last!

So you endured more than five minutes of excruciating pain! This pain was so intense it made you want to commit suicide.

Therefore, very few people would use this medicine, because the pain is unbearable for anyone, and no one would use it to treat such a large wound.

But Reed's approach was indeed correct, because healing potions cannot heal such a massive bleeding wound!

Therefore, the correct approach is to stop the bleeding first, then apply a healing ointment, then bandage the wound, and finally adjust the dressing.

So Red inadvertently did the right thing, without even realizing it.

The girl's bleeding wound stopped, and she seemed to be no longer in pain; the pain in her arms also disappeared.

The girl lay on her side, watching Reed squatting in front of her, panting heavily.

The girl's pale yellow eyes met Rhett's. She was breathing heavily, saliva dribbling from the corner of her mouth.

The girl calmed down a bit and softly said to Reed, "Thank...thank you."