Looking at the broken machete before him, Chen Ye felt a wave of self-mockery.

To actually compare this machete with a Wonder ranked in the top ten, he was truly being ridiculous. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The top ten Wonders, whether in terms of origin, their creators, or their legendary nature, were each one in a million.

His machete was merely a product of the industrial age, made from very ordinary materials.

That girl Sun Xixi talked about it being handmade.

That was probably pure nonsense;it was definitely an assembly line product.

Its purpose after production was just to handle rough work.

Sun Xixi's sword, however, was a collectible from her grandfather.

Although Sun Xixi never mentioned her grandfather's identity or background, coming from a family like that, her grandfather's status was likely no ordinary person.

For it to be collected by her grandfather, that sword probably had some history.

Compared to this machete before him, it was like a poor country boy versus a little princess from the city.

Shaking off the wild thoughts in his head.

Chen Ye continued to examine the other information about Hatred.

【Cost: Holder of Hatred, great power demands a terrifying price. If you are willing to pay, Hatred will certainly not disappoint you.】

【Requires the holder to offer a part of their own body as a sacrifice to Hatred. Priority: vision, hearing, sense of taste, sense of smell, or one of the limbs.】

【Vision is optimal and can even improve Hatred's ranking!】

【Dear holder, the greater the price paid, the more powerful the enhancement Hatred receives.】

【Note: This sacrifice is required only once to permanently enjoy Hatred's loyalty!】

【Note: After obtaining this Hatred, the holder must decide on the sacrifice content within three hours, or terrible consequences will occur.】

Seeing this information, Chen Ye fell silent.

He needed to offer a part of his own body as a sacrifice to this machete?

Chen Ye hesitated. Even though he wasn't a Sequence Superhuman renowned for close combat.

The thought of cutting off his own hand or foot to sacrifice to a machete.

Chen Ye was unwilling.

The price was too high, and this was just a Wonder with serial number 2001.

Even if it were his strongest Wonder, it still wouldn't feel worth it.

Hearing?

Did he have to cut off an ear for it?

Chen Ye hesitated.

Sense of taste?

That might be doable.

Did he have to cut out his tongue?

How would he speak after cutting it out?

And sense of smell?

Cut off his nose?

No, no, no!

This truly was a cruel price.

But letting go of this machete with serial number 2001, Chen Ye felt unwilling.

With a number reaching this level, there were only two thousand Wonders in the entire world ranked ahead of it.

Chen Ye believed that the day the Apocalyptic Pickup Truck upgraded to become the Monster Pickup Truck, its number would definitely be more advanced than the machete's.

But that should be a long time from now.

Right eye?

Chen Ye thought of his right eye!

Ever since reaching Sequence 2, the vision in his right eye had been weakening daily.

In such a dense fog environment, his right eye was almost half-blind.

As the left Blood Eye fused more with his body.

Chen Ye could feel the vision of his left Blood Eye slowly reaching the ceiling of ordinary human eyesight.

Even so, Chen Ye still hesitated.

Wait, the cost said to use a part of the body as a sacrifice, right?

It only mentioned priority, but didn't say it was mandatory.

What if I... used hemorrhoids?

Hemorrhoids are a part of me too!

Anyway, everyone has to get that thing cut out eventually, it's just a matter of timing!

Better to cut it early than late!

It seems... feasible?

The more Chen Ye thought about it, the more this cutting plan seemed viable.

If hemorrhoids won't work, armpit hair would do!

They all grew on my body anyway!

The Hatred machete seemed to sense a wave of malicious intent, its entire blade trembling violently.

A powerful sense of resistance directly transmitted into Chen Ye's mind.

Even from the seams of the scabbard, countless hair-like, elongated blood threads grew out, seemingly protesting frantically.

Chen Ye was stunned!

Holy crap, this broken blade can do that?

It has such a reaction!?

Damn...

It was as if, if Chen Ye made up his mind, this machete would just give up and sulk!

If Hatred were a person, it would probably be roaring and cursing Chen Ye out right now.

Only after Chen Ye dismissed this idea did the machete gradually calm down, though its blade still twitched occasionally.

Like a stubborn, sobbing wild child.

The blood threads on the scabbard slowly retracted back into it.

"Alright, alright, I won't do that!"

Chen Ye, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, reached out to stroke the blood-red scabbard.

The machete was still twitching, seemingly not believing a word Chen Ye said.

Chen Ye pushed down this annoyance.

Then continued to examine the final information about the machete.

【Hatred's Words: "That damn bastard sword! Because of you, my spot in the 2000s is gone! I refuse to accept this! You wait, I'll remember this grudge!"】

This was the second-to-last piece of information about the Hatred machete.

Seeing this, Chen Ye was a bit confused.

Did this last sentence refer to what this machete most wanted to say?

Wonders were like pets;each Wonder had its own thoughts.

Some Wonders were like Huskies, while others were like quiet cats.

This machete with serial number 2001 was clearly more like a Husky.

But "that bastard sword?"

Did it mean a certain sword had also broken into the top two thousand serial numbers, pushing Hatred down to 2001?

Thus, Hatred came to hate this "bastard sword"!

But this last sentence did fit the name "Hatred."

The final taboo remained: the blade must not be drawn before blood relatives.

Otherwise, Hatred would immediately kill the holder's blood relative.

An unsettled consciousness transmitted from the machete in his hand, seemingly urging Chen Ye to decide on the sacrifice quickly.

And this consciousness was growing stronger.

According to the prompt, Chen Ye had to decide on the sacrifice content within three hours.

Chen Ye looked at the machete in his hand.

He reached up and touched his right eye.

As his Sequence level increased, by the time he reached Sequence 3.

His right eye would most likely go blind too.

Now that he had his left eye, his right eye didn't seem so important anymore.

The Huazi cigarette at the corner of his mouth gradually burned down. Gritting his teeth, Chen Ye said to the woman beside him, "Go call Doctor Luo over!"

The woman trembled and quickly nodded, "Yes, I'll go right now!"

"Remember, tell Doctor Luo to bring his wife with him!"

The woman trembled again, nodding hurriedly in agreement.

In her heart, she was puzzled. Doctor Luo's wife was just average, not even as good as me.

Could it be that Mr. Chen has the tastes of Lord Cao?

Earlier, Chen Ye's face kept shifting between dark and light as he stroked the machete in his hand, looking like a pervert.

This middle-aged woman named Zhang Yanping was almost scared to the point of wetting herself.

Doctor Luo, who was eating dinner, had a very ugly expression when he heard Chen Ye was calling for him.

Hearing that Chen Ye wanted him to bring his wife over, Doctor Luo instantly recalled some unpleasant memories.

That bastard!

Making me work again!

Threatening me again!

Why doesn't heaven strike him dead with lightning!!!