"An eerie border town. You, an ordinary passerby, are driving through." "But for some reason, your tires blow out and your car breaks down on the side of the road as you pass the entrance to the border town." "The residents of the town warmly welcome you, promising to repair your car free of charge." "It happens to be the day they are offering sacrifices to their god. The village has prepared a lavish banquet, inviting you to share in the supreme joy." "But this banquet plunges you into an ice-cold abyss..." As soon as his vision returned, an indescribable odor rushed into Xu Tong's nostrils. He found it hard to even describe what the smell was. He felt as if he were standing next to a public toilet in a park, and just one whiff was enough to make him throw up everything he had eaten in his past life. It was late, and the moonlight could only penetrate the thick clouds to illuminate the ground. The surrounding bonfire barely provided any light, but the overall scene still appeared dim. In front of Xu Tong was a huge round wooden table, like the kind used for rural banquets. It was covered with all sorts of rotten dishes, and maggots were even crawling on them, clearly the source of the stench. The villagers were busy, each with a happy and content smile on their face, eagerly fetching dishes from the altar and placing them on the table. All the rotten food had piled up into a small mountain.
Moving his gaze forward, he looked at the altar in the distance. On the altar was a huge, bluish-gray human hand. From the wrist to the tip of the fingers, it was over a hundred meters long, clearly the limb of some enormous being. The villagers were currently scraping thin slices of meat from the hand, placing them on the rotten food, and then putting it on the table. From what Xu Tong had just seen, it was clear that the huge arm was the "god" that these villagers worshiped. "Main quest triggered: Survive this banquet peacefully (0/1)" Survive this banquet peacefully? What does that even mean? I feel like just sitting here is making me uneasy? "Oh, my friend," a man sitting next to Xu Tong at the same table said with a smile, looking at Xu Tong with his clear eyes, "You are so lucky to have arrived just in time for our god's sacrificial ceremony. It is rare for outsiders to witness the true form of our god. Eat quickly, and you will surely receive our god's blessing." [Your mouth is very curious about these uneaten things, and has even begun to secrete saliva, but your stomach is protesting, resolutely resisting putting these rotten things inside.] Xu Tong swallowed and asked, "What happens if I don't eat?" The man immediately showed a helpless expression, "Then there's no choice. We can only let you receive the grace of the god, so you can understand how great the existence of the god truly is." "Just to be safe, let me ask, how exactly does one receive the grace of the god?" "Of course, by drinking the god's blood." Damn it, what's the difference? These villagers don't seem like they'll listen to reason. Xu Tong looked up at the so-called "god," wondering if he should approach it from the god's perspective. And at that moment, the instant Xu Tong looked at the god, a line of text suddenly appeared in his vision. [Your left hand is a little restless. Perhaps approaching the so-called "god" will lead to some different things happening.] What does this mean? Every time these words appear, it means that my body will be affected in some way, but this is the first time Xu Tong has seen such vague and perfunctory wording.
Anyway, there's no other way. Let's just do it! Steel himself, Xu Tong asked the man next to him, "I'm quite interested in your god's grace. Can I get a closer look?" Hearing this, the man immediately laughed, "That won't do. Outsiders whose hearts are not sincere enough cannot approach our respected god. If you approach rashly, you will either have your mind shattered or die on the spot. I don't recommend you do that." "Never mind that, let me go take a look." "I'm afraid that's against the rules..." [Your left hand is emotionally agitated, feeling very annoyed by the man's perfunctory words. Strength doubled, and it takes action.] The moment this line of text appeared in Xu Tong's vision, he immediately knew he was screwed. Xu Tong's left hand delivered a huge slap directly onto the face of the man in front of him, sending him flying for two miles. The surrounding villagers were stunned, completely not understanding what had happened. "I'm, I'm sorry!" Xu Tong quickly chased after him, came to the man, and wanted to help him up. The man also spat out two teeth, "I..." Before he could finish speaking, Xu Tong's left hand slapped him again, sending the man flying out. This doubled strength is indeed not to be underestimated. In the blink of an eye, the man lost a few more teeth, and his head was buzzing. "Sorry, I didn't want to do that." Xu Tong was numb. This hand moved faster than he did himself. What could he do! He chased after him again, wanting to help the man up, but the latter quickly raised his hand, "Wait, wait, don't come over..." Stopping Xu Tong in place, the man spat out the blood and teeth that had been knocked out of his mouth, and said with a sigh, "I can feel from your actions that you are determined to receive the god's grace. I understand. Come with me." "It's good that you understand, but I still have to explain, I really didn't want to slap you." The man didn't comment on this, but when walking towards Xu Tong, he was deliberately keeping his distance, especially from his hands, fearing that another slap would come over in the next second. Under the man's guidance, Xu Tong left the dining table and followed him towards the altar. After walking two steps towards the altar, Xu Tong suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why was he hearing some strange, mesmerizing music in his ears? [Your brain senses the confusing and evil sounds coming from the god's palm, and begins its self-protection mechanism, providing twelve hours of "spiritual influence immunity."] As soon as this line of text appeared, the mesmerizing music in Xu Tong's ears immediately disappeared, and his vision, which had been feeling a little dizzy, returned to normal. He was as if nothing had happened, approaching the god with vigor. Even the man next to him was stunned. After all, even the most devout believers in the town would involuntarily feel that the scene before them was a bit illusory when they stood before the god, but Xu Tong was not affected at all. Could it be that he was even more devout than the most devout believers in the town? How could that be? He was just an outsider! Walking to the altar, the so-called god was less than half a meter away from Xu Tong. The man was just about to pick up a knife from the side, cut open the god's flesh, and take out fresh blood, but he saw that Xu Tong had already raised his left hand. Seeing this, he widened his eyes in panic, "What are you doing!"
Xu Tong was even more panicked, "You ask me, who am I asking? I also want to know the answer to this question. What the hell am I doing!" "This is the honorable god! What are you doing, you bastard! I'll chop you up with one knife!" The man who had been slapped twice earlier hadn't reacted much, but seeing Xu Tong touch the god, his anger surged up, and he rushed towards Xu Tong with a large machete in his hand. But it was too late. Xu Tong's palm had already pressed against the god's cold skin. [Your left hand touched the god's palm, and assimilated and absorbed it as part of itself.] [Your left hand has acquired a portion of the power from the outer god.] [Your body is cheering for this newly arrived power, but only the left hand has been graced, making the others very jealous, looking forward to you collecting more tissue to enhance their power.] Holy crap! Xu Tong looked at the text in his vision, unable to believe what he was seeing. His left hand had actually absorbed and assimilated the god's power!
