Author: Yi Ren Bei
Chapter 4
A sturdy, blood-covered man staggered past Yan Mo and Cao Ting, carrying another man who was just as bloodied. He was followed closely by several others. The injured man's right arm hung limp, a sharp bone piercing through the skin. Blood poured from his abdomen, staining the ground beneath him.
The woman who had rushed out of the nearby tent earlier was running behind them, her cries of anguish piercing the air. Two children trailed after her, their faces streaked with tears. Others gathered near the commotion, and someone called out faintly,
"Has anyone seen the priest?"
"They've already gone," came the somber reply.
Cao Ting covered her mouth with her hands, squatting low as she whispered, "That's Da He, a second-rank warrior. His injuries look so severe... I don't think he can survive this. That family's good life is over."
Yan Mo withdrew his gaze. His trained eyes quickly assessed the injured man's condition.
The warrior called Da He had a compound fracture in his right arm, with the bone protruding through the skin. Blood loss from the abdominal wound was extensive—too much for survival unless the bleeding was stopped immediately.
If they don't stop the bleeding within the hour, he'll be meeting Yan Wang, Yan Mo thought grimly.
For a moment, he considered stepping in. Maybe this is an opportunity to prove my worth.
But reason held him back. Not yet. It's too soon.
Lowering his head, Yan Mo pretended to focus on his hand. As he spread his palm open, a strange sight greeted him once more: the faint outline of a book appeared, glowing softly. The book opened, revealing the same mysterious system message he had seen before.
— Teaching others knowledge
Scum -1 point
Total scum points: 99,999,998
What is this? Yan Mo thought, staring at the glowing text. What's the point of this?
For anyone else, discovering a magical book embedded in their palm might have sparked excitement or curiosity. But Yan Mo?
He felt only cold skepticism.
In his past life, Yan Mo had been a ruthless achiever. Born into a wealthy family, he spent his life climbing higher, obsessing over power and money. Every decision he made was calculated, every second spent furthering his goals.
At 39 years old, Yan Mo had never wasted time on frivolities like online games or web novels. Even as a teenager, when his peers were infatuated with Wuxia novels or TV dramas, Yan Mo remained detached, focused on the real world.
His only knowledge of "transmigration" came from hearing about tragic news stories: groups of children driven to suicide, hoping to cross into fantastical worlds.
What a waste of time, he used to think. If he had all the hours that others squandered on entertainment or romance, his achievements could have been even greater.
Yet for all his intelligence, Yan Mo had ignored his own moral decay.
He had known for years that he was walking the wrong path, his values and ethics warped beyond recognition. But his pride and stubbornness kept him from turning back. Even after he lost the one thing he truly loved—his beautiful baby—he didn't stop.
In the end, it was his own rage that sealed his fate.
On his deathbed, Yan Mo had cursed the heavens, shouting bitterly at a god he didn't believe in. He had screamed about the unfairness of his life, demanded answers for the suffering of the innocent, and hurled accusations at the void.
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