My Arms Can Turn into Blades-Chapter 83 - 77: Exchange

"How could he just say it’s over and it’s over!!!"

After a long time.

Sun Rensheng finally reacted, cursing angrily while reconnecting to the nearby deceased.

But his hands were trembling.

On the other side.

The thin line slowly drifted in front of Chen Lusi.

Chen Lusi raised his right hand and gently waved it forward.

The thin blade cut through the air.

Pure black was split in two, and the thin line snapped instantly.

In a daze, Chen Lusi found himself standing in a small alley, the dazzling light entering his eyes.

He reached out to block the light, and once his eyes readjusted to the brightness, he removed his hand and looked at the man in the loose suit.

He was standing in front of Chen Lusi, holding a black umbrella, and now that he was close enough, Chen Lusi could finally see his appearance clearly.

He was a very ordinary middle-aged man, with no distinct features.

"What are you doing?" Chen Lusi looked at him and asked.

"Sheltering from wind and rain... When I was alive, I had nowhere to hide from the wind and rain," the man replied.

"Sheltering from the wind and rain? In that pitch-black place?"

"Because I can’t see."

"Can’t see?"

"Can’t see the future... and inside it’s very safe."

"...Please don’t impose that on others."

"I don’t want to do that... I just want to stay here, to have a place to settle down. I also don’t know why I brought you in, I’m sorry."

"Understood, please go reincarnate."

Chen Lusi paused for a moment, then directly turned around and left, leaving a sentence behind.

Behind him.

The middle-aged man holding the black umbrella heard Chen Lusi’s words, revealed a relieved smile, and vanished on the spot: "Thank you..."

Immediately after.

A second thin line slowly appeared on Chen Lusi’s wrist.

But he didn’t notice it because he was in a rush.

Just as he stepped out of the alley.

A young woman in red, holding a child, suddenly rushed in front of him.

She knelt directly in front of Chen Lusi, then cried out desperately: "Save him! Save my son, I’m begging you!!!"

Chen Lusi stopped, looked at the thin line above her head, paused for a moment, then raised his right hand and gave a light wave.

The thin line on Sun Rensheng’s arm snapped again.

The deceased lost control once more.

The authority ceased to work.

And the fear on Sun Rensheng’s face was impossible to hide.

With one kick, he toppled the coffee table, his arms wrapped in thin lines trembling, masking his inner panic with anger: "How is it possible! How could my authority stop working!! It never happened before! What did he do!"

"..."

With the line broken.

The young woman kneeling in front of Chen Lusi paused, then stopped crying, seemingly reacting.

She glanced at the deathly infant in her arms, then reached out, gently patting the baby’s back as she softly comforted, "It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s all over now, it’s all mom’s fault... mom shouldn’t have ignored it, mom should have noticed sooner, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."

She sobbed, repeating her apologies.

Chen Lusi: "..."

He was silent for a moment, then bypassed the woman in red and continued to walk forward.

But after just a few steps, someone else blocked his path.

It seemed to be a mother-son pair, with a young man pushing a wheelchair in which an elderly woman sat, the two chatting and laughing.

The young man noticed Chen Lusi and raised his hand, seemingly wanting him to slow down.

Chen Lusi glanced at them but didn’t slow his pace. Instead, he walked quickly past them, once again raising his right hand.

Crash—

The cheerful mother-son pair came to a stop.

The previously intact wheelchair twisted and deformed, the sitting elder’s head suddenly slumped to one side, with tendrils of flesh remaining barely connected at the neck— a horrifying scene reflected in Chen Lusi’s eyes.

The young son wasn’t much better off, his body battered and bloody, not a single piece intact.

Both were initially bewildered.

But soon, the young son seemed to come to, slightly bowed his head, and suddenly said softly, "Mom, I shouldn’t have been impatient, shouldn’t have ignored the road, I’m sorry..."

The mother, hearing this, painfully extended her hand, gently patting the hand her son was using to hold the wheelchair, and softly said, "Let’s go... don’t blame yourself, stop causing trouble for others."

"..."

The young man remained silent, lowered his head, and continued pushing the wheelchair forward, his form gradually fading.

At the last moment of disappearing.

The young man suddenly looked at Chen Lusi and whispered, "Thank you."

"..."

Chen Lusi said nothing, but glanced at the place where the mother and son disappeared, then at the woman in red still kneeling on the ground, slowly exhaling a heavy breath, and looked up at the sky, softly asking, "Is it fun to make the deceased relive their most regrettable moments before death, controlling them like puppets?"

There was no reply.

Sun Rensheng watched again as Chen Lusi cut his thread with a single stroke, watched him look up, eyes suddenly widened, and then collapse onto the sofa, reaching out with his finger, trembling all over, opening his mouth.

He remembered!

He remembered!!

He was the man in the dream! The one who strangled him! The one who seemed like a god!

"Is this the ’Self’? Gaining freedom by insulting the deceased? Answer me."

Chen Lusi got no response, gazed up at the sky, and calmly asked again.

His gaze seemed to ignore space, looking straight at Sun Rensheng at the other end of the line.

Noticing this.

Sun Rensheng suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, shuddered, flashed a look of fear, and with a wave of his arms, immediately severed the connection.

At the last instant of breaking the link.

Chen Lusi was still watching him, his form gradually thinning, as if he was coming directly to him.

Sun Rensheng, seeing this scene, had even more fear on his face, waved his hand again, and severed all connections, severed all the lines.

"..."

Without a reply, Chen Lusi’s body started to grow thinner.

"Exchange!"

Wu You’s voice faintly echoed.

Chen Lusi slowly exhaled, understanding what happened, lowered his head once more, and looked forward.

The next moment.

A sense of weightlessness suddenly struck.

The scenery before him began to change.

...

"Exchange!"

Wu You looped the rope around his neck, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

On the other side.

Xia Panqiu activated the technique, appearing in front of Feng Zhen to buy a brief respite.

Feng Zhen glanced at the missing Wu You, then at Xia Panqiu, his impatience fully emerging, suddenly waving his hand.

An explosion sound rang once more.

A more violent wave of energy surged.

Xia Panqiu flew backward like a stringless kite.

"You useless fools! Can’t you just laze around like the farm pigs you are? Why put on a display of camaraderie?"

Feng Zhen watched Xia Panqiu fly back again, said impatiently, "And you, the sow! So annoying!!"

At the same time.

Chen Lusi appeared at Wu You’s previous location, standing steadily.

Just as he landed, he heard Feng Zhen’s words, and he was slightly taken aback.

But soon, he responded, slid sideways two steps, and extended his right hand.

Xia Panqiu crashed into him hard, sending him flying back and smashing into a car frame.

Thud—

Chen Lusi grunted, then slid down to the ground.

"A bunch of stupid idiots! Wasting my time!"

Feng Zhen looked at Chen Lusi, who had replaced Wu You, saw he was just a minor character in the "Bleeding Stage," cursed again, turned to leave, and went back to the little girl’s side.

There was not much time left.

He had to make the little girl use the authority on him before evacuating, or things would get complicated. Once back, those old guys would certainly disagree. His only chance was right in front of him, but this bunch of idiots just had to cause trouble.

Feng Zhen turned to leave.

But at that moment.

On the other side.

Holding Xia Panqiu, Chen Lusi slowly lifted his head, looked at Feng Zhen, and suddenly asked:

"You people..."

"You ’Selves,’ the so-called following your true heart, the so-called freedom, does it mean trampling on others?"