In a simple two-story villa in the West District.

Li You, pale-faced, knelt on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably with fear.

The West District Commander, Wang She, sat on a worn-out leather chair, his expression cold and sinister.

"Li You, you fled here from another town, and it was I who took you in and gave you food. But how do you repay me?

Earlier, you swore to me that if you couldn't contain the Forbidden Item, you'd come to me with your head. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Li You trembled even more violently, pleading, "Commander, it's not my fault. If it weren't for Bai Ye showing up halfway, I would have contained it..."

"Shut up, you worthless piece of trash!" Wang She interrupted coldly. "I hate people who make excuses for their failures. People should look for reasons within themselves. Why could Bai Ye succeed and not you? Aren't you human? Are you even human?"

"Commander, please give me another chance. I still have value! I've trained my right hand for over ten years, mastering sleight of hand. I can help you win at the casino!"

"Fuck off! Graysoil Town is full of poor bastards. Where am I supposed to open a casino? If you don't want to leave with dignity, I'll help you do it!"

Wang She signaled to his subordinate, who immediately understood, loading the gun in his hand and aiming it at Li You's head.

Li You shook like a leaf, begging for mercy, tears and snot streaming down his face. "Commander! Commander! I don't want to die! Spare me! My mother is still waiting for me to come home. I'm her only son!"

The pitiful pleas softened the subordinate's heart, but under Wang She's icy gaze, he still chose to slowly pull the trigger.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Li You suddenly sprang up. His right hand moved like a blur, snatching the gun from the subordinate's hand in an instant, then lunged at Wang She.

Wang She only saw a flash before the gun was pressed against his head.

Li You seemed like a different person, fiercely pointing the gun at Wang She's head. "Everyone back off! Or I'll kill him!"

The sudden turn of events made everyone hesitate, afraid to act rashly.

No one expected Li You to have such guts and such quick reflexes.

Clap, clap, clap...

Applause echoed in the room as Wang She clapped with a cold smile, praising, "As expected of the Magic Hand, your skills are truly extraordinary. Even I didn't see it clearly."

"Cut the crap and tell your men to back off!"

Wang She's expression remained unchanged as he casually lit a cigarette, blowing smoke rings. "You know, I hate it when people point guns at my head."

"Motherfucker! Acting tough with a gun to your head? I'm pointing it at you! What can you do about it?" Li You shouted angrily, pressing the gun harder against Wang She's head.

But in the next moment, when the gun touched Wang She's skull, it made a crisp metallic sound.

Li You froze, his face turning pale instantly. "Alloy..."

Crack!

Bang!

The sound of bones breaking and a gunshot rang out simultaneously.

"Ah!! My hand!" Li You screamed in agony as his right hand, along with the gun, was crushed by Wang She's mechanical arm.

Only then did he realize that Wang She not only had a metal prosthetic eye but also a mechanical arm hidden under his right sleeve, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

"Hmph, you do have some insight." Wang She released his mechanical arm, allowing his subordinates to pounce on Li You.

He touched the scorched spot on his skull, where the artificial skin had torn, revealing not human bones but a glint of metal.

He sneered, "I told you, I hate it when people point guns at my head. I was once held at gunpoint, so after that, I spent a fortune embedding an alloy plate in my skull."

Li You no longer cared to listen, screaming in anguish not because of the pain, but because his Magic Hand was ruined. The right hand he had painstakingly trained for years was now shattered.

"Ahhh!! My hand! My Magic Hand that I've trained for so many years..."

His eyes seemed to be covered with a gray film of despair, as if his soul had been drained, leaving him desolate.

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Li You allowed the subordinates to restrain him without any resistance.

"Just kill me..."

"Oh?" Wang She smirked coldly. "You were begging for mercy just now, and now you want to die?"

Li You laughed bitterly. "I've lived my whole life relying on this hand. Now that my proud Magic Hand is ruined, I'm a cripple. What's the point of living?"

Tears streamed down his face as he looked at the empty space beside him, choking up. "Mom, I'm sorry. I can't let you see the day I make something of myself. My hand... is ruined..."

With that, he seemed to lose all his strength, collapsing to the ground.

"Hahaha..." Wang She suddenly burst into laughter, his smile cruel and violent. "You want to die? I won't let you. I'll make you live with the name of a cripple forever, suffering for a lifetime!"

The pleasure of destroying something precious to someone else gave Wang She immense satisfaction. He waved his hand, allowing his subordinates to drag the crippled Li You away.

Bang!

Li You, like a dead dog, was mercilessly thrown into a garbage dump, buried under heaps of trash.

Two subordinates covered their noses in disgust and quickly left.

After they left, the garbage shifted, and Li You cautiously crawled out of the dump, his once bright eyes showing no trace of despair.

"Hahaha... Wang She, you idiot. I knew all psychos love this kind of thing."

Clutching his right hand, he laughed through gritted teeth, enduring the excruciating pain as he walked step by step into the distance. The cold moonlight cast a silver glow, lighting his path.

He instinctively looked up at the moon, lost in thought.

It was the same moon, yet he felt today's moonlight was exceptionally beautiful.

Suddenly, he laughed.

"Hehe... I survived another day!

How wonderful!"

His face was filled with the joy of surviving a disaster, but deep in his bright eyes, there was a shadow that wouldn't fade.

Clearly, he wasn't as carefree about his ruined Magic Hand as he appeared.

......

"Deputy Commander Bai, there's no time to lose. Let's go exterminate the Mutant Beast!"

Early in the morning, East District Commander Tan Jie arrived, accompanied by dozens of armed subordinates.

Bai Ye yawned. "There's an old saying, 'Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping firewood.' I haven't even handled a gun much before. How can I act rashly?"

Tan Jie was taken aback, thinking Bai Ye had a point. Although [Breath of Bones] was useful, it was still a firearm. Without accuracy, it was less effective than a machete.

"What do you mean?"

"Naturally, practice shooting first!"

"Alright, I'll practice shooting with you."

Tan Jie had been surviving in the Wasteland for over a decade. Even without formal training, he had become proficient, having some insights into shooting.

Thus, on the first day, Bai Ye spent the entire day practicing shooting under Tan Jie's guidance.

Today, Bai Ye had a great time, indulging his gun obsession, wasting a lot of Tan Jie's bullets, and eating a lot of meat.

Meanwhile, Tan Jie felt a great deal of heartache. Whether it was bullets or meat, they were scarce resources in Graysoil Town. Every bit used was a bit less available, but to deal with the Mutant Beast, he had no choice but to endure the pain and support Bai Ye.