The System Teaches You How to Be Human

When Mo Wuchang was flung out, Huang Mao looked at Si Yisi with a mix of terror in his eyes.

It was clear that Huang Mao wasn’t only shocked by his misjudgment of Si Yisi’s combat ability, but also felt pity for Mo Wuchang, who was thrown out as cannon fodder.

In that instant, Huang Mao was both surprised and frightened.

In fact, Si Yisi wasn’t casually tossing Mo Wuchang out for no reason.

The “casual” reason was simply a “trivial” excuse.

Mo Wuchang’s body was even thrown with such force that a blurry afterimage followed. He zipped past the axe that was swinging straight down toward Si Yisi and the others, using his weight advantage to knock the man, who looked like either a butcher or a hunter, to the ground.

Huh? Knocked down?

Si Yisi thought he had just seen something amusing.

Mo Wuchang effortlessly pinned this ghost down?

The man in front of Si Yisi had a strong, well-toned body with eight solid abs exposed, clearly not an ordinary person. But Mo Wuchang, on the other hand… his belly was soft and flabby, not as tall or muscular as the ghost. How was it possible for him to overpower the ghost?

Is the ghost made of paper?

Si Yisi hadn’t expected much from throwing Mo Wuchang as a buffer, let alone expecting him to make any significant contribution. Yet, Mo Wuchang, with his eyes half-closed and in a daze, started fighting with the ghost on the ground.

“Ho-ho!” Mo Wuchang waved his limp arm and aimed straight for the ghost’s eyes.

“Ha!” He spread his legs in a scissor stance and forcefully squeezed, like he was trying to crush something.

“Hey!” Mo Wuchang fluidly extended his other arm, striking with precision, directly targeting the ghost’s weak spot.

Si Yisi: “?” What kind of sleepwalking punch is this?!

The vicious man with the axe was thoroughly confused by Mo Wuchang’s chaotic but effective attacks, having a hard time recovering from the barrage of pokes, squeezes, and strikes to his vital areas.

The scars on his face deepened in anger, making him appear even more terrifying, like the gnarled roots of an old tree twisted together.

The man silently raised his axe, preparing to strike at Mo Wuchang, intending to hack him into pieces!

Si Yisi couldn’t just watch Mo Wuchang get hurt. He saw Mo Wuchang rolling away from the man, and before the man could react, he kicked toward him.

The kick landed with the force of a sweeping autumn wind, and the man flew back as if he were made of paper.

Huang Mao stood there dumbfounded, but then he heard Si Yisi ask him. “A paper tiger like this, and you’re telling me you couldn’t handle him?”

While Huang Mao’s abilities were being questioned, he dared not voice any dissatisfaction, only dragging his wounded body and grumbling.

Who would dare to do what you two did—charge straight at a ghost without a second thought?! This ghost is holding an axe! Even if I wanted to attack the man, my strength isn’t enough!

Where did these two freaks come from?

Mo Wuchang also woke up after a round of his sleepwalking punches, and when he groggily looked at the current situation, he almost jumped 3 feet in the air!

Si Yisi spoke to him, “You’re awake?”

Mo Wuchang nodded dazedly.

Si Yisi gave him a direct order, “Go try again and see if you can overpower that man.”

Mo Wuchang glanced at his own small arms and legs, then at the thick arms and legs of the ghost, completely questioning his life choices.

“Give me the stick!” Si Yisi called out to him.

Without even blinking, Mo Wuchang tossed it. His aim perfect, hitting the new tenant’s fierce-looking head with a solid thud.

“I didn’t… mean to…”

Si Yisi bent down, grabbed the stick that had rolled to the ground, and without looking back, rushed toward the flashing silver axe blade coming down at him!

The man was a paper tiger, but his axe was like a hot knife through butter, and in the blink of an eye, it sliced the stick clean in half!

But Si Yisi had already achieved his goal! Taking advantage of the moment, he grabbed the axe out of the new tenant’s hand, determined to wrestle the weapon from the ghost!

Huang Mao looked on, utterly confused, wondering where these fierce people had come from?!

Mo Wuchang silently squatted beside him, pulling a few sour dates from his pocket. The two of them sat side by side and started munching on the fruit!

Si Yisi felt a strong force coming from the axe he was gripping. It was rough and reckless, and if he wasn’t careful, it could cause trouble.

But was Si Yisi just a system that relied on brute force? Of course not!

He kicked again, but this time his aim was off—the kick landed in a rather unfortunate place; the scarred man’s groin!

Si Yisi himself was shocked; he only felt like his leg had brushed against something soft, squishy, and fragile, rather than hitting anything solid.

At that moment, Si Yisi gained the upper hand in the tug-of-war, successfully pulling the axe from the scarred man’s hand!

The axe, gleaming with silver and dripping with blood, seemed to deflate the moment it landed in Si Yisi’s grasp!

Looking at the kindergarten-style paper axe in his hand, Si Yisi wasn’t shocked, only enlightened!

He had suspected that the shredded paper in the new tenant’s room was a useful clue. It seemed that one of the new tenant’s weapons was made of paper!

If the weapon was made of paper… did that mean the new tenant himself was also made of paper?

Si Yisi discarded the paper axe, which fluttered down into Mo Wuchang’s hands.

Mo Wuchang looked at the “bloodstains” on it, poked it with his finger, sniffed it, and even dipped his finger in it before tasting it!

“It’s fine, it’s tomato ketchup flavor.”

Huang Mao stared in disbelief: “…”

Little bro, what’s wrong with you? Even if it tastes like ketchup, that’s still the blood that was sliced out of him!

Huang Mao gritted his teeth, watching Mo Wuchang eat sour dates with the “ketchup,” feeling his own wounds itch painfully as if they might burst open!

“Very good.”

Si Yisi let out a soft laugh, and with a drip, a tear fell to the floor, making the chewing sounds and the scarred man’s gasping breath stand out even more clearly.

Si Yisi’s pupils darkened as he saw the scarred man’s hand holding another axe, stepping forward with intent.

He grabbed the scarred man’s shoulders with both hands and forcefully twisted them in the opposite direction!