Once again, a sacrifice, unexpected changes occur!

At night, Chen He leaned against the wall, closing his eyes as if to sleep.

The old farmer stared at the roof, lost in thought.

Suddenly, the young farmer nearby asked a servant to relieve himself.

Li, the servant, came in and loosened his restraints before escorting him outside.

Shortly after, cries of pain and pleas for mercy erupted from the back of the courtyard.

The old farmer's body trembled, then he muttered with a smug tone, "If not for this little bastard, how would I have endured the beating! Serves him right!"

Chen He remained silent inwardly, thinking, "With disaster looming, how can you find joy in others' misfortunes!"

¡Bang!

His face swollen like a pig's head, the young farmer with blood dripping from his mouth was casually thrown into the room by Li.

"You little brat, play smart with me again and I'll slaughter you!"

After locking the door, Li cursed under his breath and left.

Watching the pitiful state of the young farmer, Chen He's fleeting urge for revenge vanished instantly.

Simultaneously, he dismissed other unrealistic thoughts from his mind.

If even the young farmer couldn't take advantage of the situation to escape, then what chance did he, a frail young man with unhealthy legs, have?

It seemed that he could only mimic last night's strategy, prolonging the time with the "two missing one" tactic.

With the two farmers bound and helpless, it would be effortless to kill them.

After sacrificing them, not only would his legs fully recover, but his body would also receive a certain level of enhancement.

Then, if there were other opportunities to escape, he could seize them better!

He wasn't a bloodthirsty person; he just wanted to survive.

With the plan solidified in his mind, Chen He stopped entertaining other random thoughts and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for the night to deepen before taking action.

As time passed, the oil lamps in the courtyard were extinguished one by one, and the surrounding insect chirps grew louder.

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

His face swelled like a pig's head, the young farmer with blood oozing from his mouth was carelessly tossed into the room by Li.

"You little punk, try to outsmart me again and I'll gut you!"

After locking the door, Li grumbled curses and departed.

Observing the pitiful state of the young farmer, Chen He's fleeting desire for revenge vanished instantly.

Simultaneously, he dismissed other unrealistic thoughts from his mind.

If even the young farmer couldn't seize the opportunity to escape, what chance did he, a frail youth with unhealthy legs, have?

It seemed he could only mimic last night's strategy, prolonging the time with the "two missing one" tactic.

With the two farmers bound and defenseless, it would be easy to dispose of them.

After sacrificing them, not only would his legs fully recover, but his body would also receive a certain level of enhancement.

Then, if there were other chances to flee, he could capitalize on them better!

He wasn't a bloodthirsty individual; he simply wished to stay alive.

With the plan solidified in his mind, Chen He stopped entertaining other random thoughts and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for the night to deepen before taking action.

As time passed, the oil lamps in the courtyard were extinguished one by one, and the surrounding insect chirps grew louder.

Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

He struggled to maintain steady breathing while keeping his composure.

In his past life, before stepping onto the arena, some competitors would roar to boost their morale.

However, Chen He was accustomed to slow warm-ups, maintaining a balanced mindset to ensure clarity of thought.

At this moment, the action he was about to take was a matter of life and death, far beyond comparison to stepping onto the arena. It required not only a good mindset but also clear thinking.

Tomorrow at dawn, he would be escorted to the "execution ground," and the two farmers naturally couldn't sleep.

Their movements on the straw brought about a series of strange noises, conveying frequent unease and gradually increasing impatience.

Chen He opened his eyes briefly, then closed them again without much thought, taking a few deep breaths to shield himself from the negative influence brought by the two.

At that moment, the elder farmer whispered, "Young brother, the timing is right. Quickly loosen our bonds, and we'll swear to take you with us to escape, even if it costs us our lives."

"Wait a moment longer!" Chen He replied casually, but inwardly, he was slightly surprised.

Could a farmer really be so persuasive?

He naturally wouldn't simply believe the old farmer's words.

After all, when faced with great danger, self-preservation was human nature.

Moreover, there was no connection or emotional bond between him and them.

"Young brother, if we don't act now, we'll regret it later," the old farmer said, the noises from his shifting body becoming more frequent, his voice sounding anxious. "The wooden walls of this room have aged. If we work together, we can break through. If we don't find a way out soon, we'll all die. The rich look down on us, treating human lives like wild dogs, and the Eastern family is no exception."

At that moment, Chen He felt as though the chirping of insects outside had receded into the distance, and the old farmer's rambling voice only added to his agitation.

He lowered his head even more, quietly opening his eyes a crack.

Thanks to the 10% increase in visual feedback, he could vaguely make out the silhouettes of the two farmers in the dim light seeping through the gaps in the wooden walls.

This sight startled him, causing his eye to twitch uncontrollably.

Suddenly, the two farmers were seen untying each other's hands and feet with hemp ropes.

Was that servant named Xiao Li utterly useless?

He couldn't even tie someone up properly. First, the young beggar broke free from the ropes, and now, the two farmers were untying each other.

If the captured individuals weren't farmers but rich folks, Chen He would have reason to suspect that the servant Xiao Li had been bribed.

Damn it! Wasn't this just adding obstacles to his own plan?

Based on his actions, Chen He could conclude that the old farmer was no ordinary person!

With that in mind, he decided to remain still, pretending that his apparent disability was still his advantage.

He kept his posture unchanged, pretending to be resting with his eyes closed.

Then, he noticed the young farmer tiptoeing slowly towards him.

The hand gestures from his left and right were all too familiar to Chen He.

It was the same technique the young beggar used last night – one hand covering the mouth, the other gripping the neck.

It was entirely expected that these two farmers would team up to dispose of him.

But what truly made Chen He's scalp tingle and his heart race was the slow movement of the old farmer behind them.

His right hand seemed to be holding onto something dark and ominous.

That thing was the rock Chen He had wedged under the wooden wall earlier!

The old farmer's eyes gleamed with a sinister light, just like the young beggar from yesterday.

He took a step forward, raising his right hand, and struck down fiercely.

¡Bang!

The stone hit the young farmer square in the back of the head.

Precise, a fatal blow!

The bewildered young farmer collapsed instantly.

Only the old farmer's low voice could be heard, saying, "Stubborn kid, my apologies."

How ruthless!

To think there would be such a twist of events, Chen He was momentarily stunned.

It was clear that the two farmers had originally planned to kill him, but the old farmer had betrayed them.

[Discovery of a Corpse: Ordinary Person, Just Deceased, Meets Contract Conditions]

The panel prompt snapped him back to attention, and he immediately signed the contract, performed the sacrifice, all in one breath.

[Sacrificed, Feedback: 30% of its flesh and blood; Improved dental condition by 15%]

[Your dental condition has been enhanced]

An invisible energy materialized within his body, traversing through his flesh, bones, organs, and viscera, cleansing and transforming his physique.

Chen He felt a rush of heat throughout his body, with a slight sheen of sweat breaking out.

Perhaps due to his previous experience, this time the feedback transformation wasn't as uncomfortable as he had imagined.

"Fearful? Don't pretend to be asleep, little brother!"

The voice of the old farmer rang out.

Was it just a figment of his imagination, or did Chen He feel a faint malevolent aura emanating from the old man?

That aura came and went intermittently, elusive, like a flickering candle in the wind.

This was the aura that came from having taken numerous lives.

The old farmer discarded the stone, drawing closer, looming over Chen He, and whispered softly:

"I've been on the battlefield, I've killed people. But I was gravely wounded back then, and now that I'm old, I can't draw a bow and arrow anymore. Otherwise, how could the leadership of the village hunters fall to Ji Qingfeng?"

He slowly squatted down: "Little brother, don't be nervous. I'm not going to kill you."

Bah! Only a fool would believe you, you old rascal.

"You think I don't know you're scheming with your hands behind your back?"

Attacking the young and strong, then trying to deceive the weak and disabled, this old soldier had a wicked plan.

Chen He dared not think further. He rolled his body forcefully, distancing himself from the old farmer.

The old farmer's face turned fierce, and he lunged forward with his left hand extended as a palm strike and his right hand forming a claw behind him.

Chen He's heart leaped with joy at the sight; this move was all too familiar to him.

When the timing was right, he ruthlessly thrust his right knee upward.

¡Bang!

His knee collided with something hard, but there was no sound of breaking eggs.

In the dim light, he distinctly saw the old farmer not only refrain from screaming but also reveal a self-satisfied expression.

Chen He instantly realized, and he dropped the straw he had been holding in his left hand.

This guy is a tough nut to crack, not knowing what's good or bad luck.

What Chen He found most difficult to understand was whether a man losing that thing was something to be proud of.

Seeing the old farmer coming at him again, Chen He couldn't afford to hide. He forcefully kicked out with his left leg, landing a blow on the old man's stomach.

The old farmer was pushed back repeatedly by the kick, but he managed to twist his body and stabilize himself.

Chen He took the opportunity to roll to the corner of the room, his eyes fixed firmly on the old farmer's figure.

His body had undergone transformation from the feedback of the sacrifice, although still relatively average, it was now no weaker than that of the young farmer's.

Meanwhile, the old farmer, being aged, was entering a period of decline in strength.

Thirty percent is as good as no chance at all.

This farmer was indeed a seasoned fighter, with rich battlefield experience.

At that moment, Chen He saw the old farmer pick up a stone from the ground.

Without hesitation, Chen He shouted, "Help! Murder!"