Famous Scene, Chop His Leg, He'll Still Thank Us

The words fell, and the man across from him, his right hand gripping the knife, weakly let go.

His eyes were wide open, and he clutched his neck with both hands as blood poured out like spilled water.

He couldn't stop it.

A few seconds later, the man hanging upside down had turned into a bloody mess. The intense heat quickly coagulated the blood, and his body twitched twice in mid-air before going still.

He was dead?!

Witnessing the murder firsthand seemed to sober everyone up a bit.

Lu Ce found it rather amusing. He looked at the perfectly roasted corpse and even managed to crack a dark joke.

"This roast duck is quite the good cosplay. Honestly, this place really is a roasting oven."

Actually, influenced by the Greed Mask, he should have used this contestant who dared to make a move to rack up more Pain Points.

But he didn't. The things etched into his mind were incredibly firm: Don't hand over your chance to live to others!

If someone wanted to kill him, he wouldn't waste words.

He pulled the dagger off his shoulder and looked at the weapon description that automatically popped up.

[Sharp Blade (Fine Weapon)]

[Effect: Armor Piercing. When the user attacks with it, they unleash three times their strength (there is a strength cap, which needs to be explored).]

[Description: When you don't know what to do, just stick it in.]

Lu Ce: ?

Huh? Is this description just a little bit off? (;′⌒`)

"Ah, a Fine weapon. The level doesn't sound too high, but it's better than nothing, I guess."

Saying that, Lu Ce tossed the knife directly into his backpack as a trophy.

Also, if things were classified like this, the mask on his face apparently wasn't a weapon.

Sequence Sealed Item... it seemed to be an independent, unique object.

He scanned the surroundings. No one dared to look directly at the deep blue mask anymore.

In places where human-created order like laws cannot reach, violence is always the best way to speak.

"Alright, it's happened. Name your price."

Finally, the first intelligent person spoke. Lu Ce turned to look at him.

"I know players like you don't want money. You definitely want leverage in this game, right?"

"In my initial game, I received a 500 point bonus, and because my performance was quite good, my guide also gave me 300 points."

"I'll give you all these points if you help me get out of this predicament."

It was clear that those who had prior game clearing experience had much better psychological fortitude.

But what Lu Ce said next almost made him spit blood.

"Eight hundred? That's all you have?"

Everyone: ?

What the hell are you talking about? Eight hundred points is a lot!

"What are you saying? This is all my points! This game just started, how could anyone have much? Didn't your guide tell you about the situation?"

Lu Ce: ...

My guide?

Would you believe me if I said I killed him?

My reward was directly 3000 points!

"Fine, it's a small business. Since you're the first customer, I'll give you a little bonus."

"What?" The other party hadn't reacted. After all, he was about to have his leg sawed off, and he wasn't psychologically prepared yet, his teeth were chattering a bit.

Lu Ce simply brought up his personal game panel.

[Strength: 10] [Agility: 10] [Speed: 10] [Luck: 3] [Spirit: 0] [Bonus Medals: God Slayer (Legendary) System Attacker (Epic)] [Current Pain Points: 28]

From the moment he entered the game, Lu Ce realized the greatest use of his Pain Points—leveling up!

The stats on this personal panel, which normal players could only increase through in-game encounters or special items, could be directly boosted by Lu Ce!

For Strength, Agility, and Speed, the stat point allocation ratio was 1:2. For Luck, it was 1:5, and for Spirit, it was 1:10!

To maximize his current abilities, Lu Ce barely considered anything else and put all his points into Strength!

Strength Boost! 10 → 24!

His strength, already surpassing human levels, had now more than doubled!!!

He clenched the saw in his hand, the wooden handle creaking ominously, as if it would break at any moment.

The surge in strength brought a surge in his mindset. Looking at his not-particularly-muscular arm, Lu Ce felt as if he had a Hulk living inside his body.

"Hey, what do you mean by that?..."

The transaction was complete. The man on the other side watched as Lu Ce's veins suddenly bulged, his right hand gripping the saw tightly, his mask still displaying an unusually perverse expression. He suddenly became extremely frightened.

"Nothing, hehe. Service industry. I'll saw off your leg myself."

The man: !!!!!!!!

"No! No need! Stay away from me! That wasn't part of our deal!"

As he spoke, he began to struggle violently. The courage and determination he had painstakingly built up until this moment vanished completely.

You want me to saw it off?!

Damn it, you might as well kill me directly?!

Wouldn't you just torture me like you tortured yourself before? I'm not a pervert, I can't handle that!

"Don't be scared. I'm an honest businessman, would I harm you? I just want to test something."

Amidst the man's desperate struggles, a fierce glint flashed in Lu Ce's eyes, and the shape on his mask formed a very human-like exclamation mark.

He swung the saw in his right hand. The speed of the cut was so fast it was accompanied by a faint sound of rushing wind and thunder.

Crack!

A crisp sound, like a butcher chopping ribs on a cutting board with a cleaver. The completely rusted saw blade, amplified by immense speed, transformed into the sharpest cutting artifact.

The figure fell to the platform with a dull thud.

It wasn't until he broke free that the man whose leg was being sawed realized it was over. The pain finally set in.

After a scream, he clutched his leg, writhing in pain, then, covered in sweat, endured the agony.

He raised his severed left leg and pressed down hard on his artery to prevent excessive blood loss.

He forced a smile that was uglier than a cry and gave Lu Ce, who was still suspended in the air, a thumbs-up. Trembling, he said:

"Th-thank you, boss!"

He was genuinely grateful. Although he had made a choice when faced with life and death, he truly didn't think he could have endured the pain of sawing off his own leg with that rusty saw.

Lu Ce's god-like maneuver made him feel that his previous points were well spent; at least his life was saved.

"Heh, look at that, he's thanking us now..."