Chapter 2: The Soul in the Left Arm

  Damn, it's not being treated as a high-tech experiment, but a supernatural event, with ghosts! Zhao Long's mind buzzed for a moment. This voice was rough and powerful, with an air of majesty, unruly and unyielding, the eldest son of heaven, his second-in-command's overbearing aura, boundless heroic spirit and overbearingness.

  Zhao Long has been experiencing strange things in the past few days. He casually leaned against a falling cabinet and his arm was crushed and severed. The inexplicably severed left arm suddenly fully recovered, and now there is someone speaking inside this left arm. Zhao Long's head has already grown several sizes. However, instinctively he still raised his left arm, stretched it out to create some distance, but this left arm was still attached to his body, so all he could do was stretch out his arm and lean his head towards the right side. His right hand tightly gripped a fruit knife, with a layer of sweat on his palm, his eyes darting back and forth between his arm and the surroundings to see if there were any other paranormal phenomena.

  "Look at you, scared like that, what a ghost, don't compare your low-level, fragile soul with the great, awesome me, the great, awesome me is... who was it again..." The voice in Zhao Long's mind sounded again, but towards the end it became somewhat disordered.

  Zhao Long is now topless, his upper body originally a bit chubby from years of work, but at this moment he looks incredibly solid and robust, even more so than when he played basketball in school. However, at this moment, Zhao Long's upper body is covered in sweat. This is too scary, could it be that there's still an intelligent computer installed in his arm? Could it be that he was really taken away to be a test subject? In his mind, Zhao Long leans more towards this explanation, after all, he used to be an atheist.

  "Great, awesome me is... who was it again..." At this time, the voice seemed to be suddenly very confused, and then shouted in Zhao Long's mind again: "You must know that an existence as great and awesome as me?"

  "What's wrong with you, asking me? I know what kind of person you are." Suddenly, Zhao Long remembered what he had been thinking in his heart just now, and this guy seemed to have known it too. Zhao Long was shocked again.

  "How...how did you know what I was thinking?" Zhao Long had a thousand guesses in his mind, and at the same time, he was terrified and wanted to run. But this was his own home, where could he run to? So he could only muster up the courage to ask.

  "This is simple, great and awesome. After I woke up, I wanted to know where I was, so I slightly understood the situation around me and established some contact with you. As for knowing what you think, it's because you're currently communicating with me directly through mind-reading. This means that you yourself open your thoughts and I can know, don't worry, it's just that you don't understand yet, when you learn to use it, I won't be able to explore what you're thinking either." The voice heard Zhao Long had questions and quickly conducted an explanation, which was very detailed. Even if Zhao Long was completely unclear, he could still understand what was going on.

  "That... you... what are you? How did you get into my arm, and how can my left arm be reborn after being severed?" His explanation made Zhao Long's fear decrease a lot, or perhaps he had already gotten used to it a bit, but still found it hard to understand everything in front of him.

  "The old master still wants to know why... Hmph, great and awesome me woke up to find myself in your arm, and this arm seems a bit special. Great and awesome me is currently studying it, and will soon have results. By the way, you didn't answer earlier, who am I, such a great and awesome person? Don't you know?" The voice from within the arm was clearly very arrogant and self-confident, but apparently had no idea why he was trapped in Zhao Long's arm, yet still insisted on saving face by saying he was "studying".

  "You're great, you're awesome, you're powerful, okay. Let's discuss this later, tell me now, how did you get into my body? And where are you in my arm right now?" Zhao Long immediately made a decision to temporarily put aside the question of who he was and instead asked about something else. Because this was what Zhao Long cared most about, he had to figure it out. But judging from the tone of the voice, he was also trapped inside.

  "This is something you should ask yourself, I was already in your arms when I woke up. If I could get out, I would have left long ago, do you think I don't want to leave?" But this time the answer was very disappointing.

  Zhao Long immediately thought back to everything, and it all started from that day when he reached out to hold up the shelf. The shelf was filled with stones, and it seemed like the owner of the house was a collector of rare rocks. At the time, he only remembered that when he held up the shelf, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but suddenly something fell off the shelf and hit his left arm. Could it be because of that?

  The reason why people are afraid is largely due to the unknown and fear of oneself. Just like during the Qing dynasty, when they closed their doors to the world to a certain extent, a foreigner who looked different would be demonized. On the other hand, there might be some strange beasts around that could even eat humans, but they were not afraid. After chatting with him for a few sentences, Zhao Long's sense of horror decreased significantly, and he was also extremely exhausted from running wildly and being highly tense mentally.

  Later, he simply lay on the bed, still instinctively stretching out his arms to create distance from his body, and then communicating with the soul in his arm. Zhao Long was now certain that this guy in his arm was not some kind of high-tech product - after all, no high-tech product could communicate directly with people without speaking, and it was clear that Earth's technology had not yet reached that level. In the words of the soul itself, he was communicating directly through divine thought.

  After asking for half a day, nothing particularly useful came out. Once asked who he was and how he got in, he would crazily, confidently, self-centeredly, and narcissistically think that such a great figure as Zhao Long must know him, and even ask Zhao Long who he was. This made Zhao Long have to change the subject. Fortunately, Zhao Long discovered that once there were questions asked, he would answer very patiently, completely with an attitude of teaching without discrimination, educating people.

  However, there is one thing that Zhao Long is certain of, and that is that this self-confident, self-centered, and self-obsessed guy also has no idea how he ended up in his own arm. But he doesn't seem to care either, the implication being that it's all the same whether he's trapped or not, apparently he was also trapped before.

  "Even if I don't know why my arm suddenly regenerated, and even if you don't know how you got trapped in my arm, what about my body? Why did it suddenly become so strong and fast?" Zhao Long lay there, still habitually speaking out loud.

  "You've finally asked the right question. When I, the great and mighty one, was investigating the surroundings, I discovered that when this arm is connected to your body, some changes occur. Based on my observations, it seems that this arm has altered some of your physical strength in order to meet the basic connection requirements, and the extent of this change is just a drizzle. With a body like yours and at this speed, you still have the nerve to say you're strong and fast..." The voice trailed off into a sigh, as if a giant elephant was looking at an ant and saying it was strong, rendering him speechless.

  Zhao Long gradually discovered that for novel questions, his answers were very serious. Once he started chatting casually, he completely became arrogant, overbearing and narcissistic, the more ordinary the conversation was, the more so he was.

  "This isn't even considered very strong, so tell me what's considered very strong?" Of course, Zhao Long now wants to understand more, at least try to understand as much as possible.

  "Puny and fragile little thing, get ready to take a beating! You've now increased your physical abilities by about four times, so you barely qualify as having the strength of a thousand pounds. Not to mention those with divine powers or magical abilities, even ordinary people's masters have the power to flatten a large building in just a few minutes...". The soul in his left arm was explaining when Zhao Long's ears suddenly perked up, and he heard someone approaching him. He hastily stopped talking to the soul in his left arm and sat up straight.

  "Little Zhao, are you in the house?" Aunt Li's voice rang out, and through the window curtains, one could vaguely see Aunt Li fanning herself with a large palm-leaf fan.

  Zhao Long's room is about 40 square meters in size, with an independent bathroom and kitchen, as well as a small living room separated from the outside. At that time, when renting, the subway had not yet opened, and house prices had not fully risen, so Zhao Long rented this house for only 700 yuan. Now, such a house in Haicheng would cost at least 1,200 or even more to rent. Li Shu's rental is also similar to Zhao Long's, and her daughter is a junior at Haicheng University. Li Shu came to take care of her daughter while also working here. Because Zhao Long helped her sign the rental contract that year, she has always been grateful to him and would often leave some delicious food for him.

  These few times, Yao Meili, who had just married the landlord, found trouble with Zhao Long. Zhao Long didn't need to show up at all, it was always Li Shu who took care of her and defeated her. In Li Shu's words, for someone like Yao Meili, there's no need for Zhao Long to take action, she could win an argument against her just by covering half her mouth.

  "Ah, here you are, Aunt Li." Zhao Long had only taken a few steps before he remembered that he was bare-chested. He hastily grabbed a shirt and put it on, buttoning it up as he walked over to open the door: "Aunt Li, come in and take a seat."

  "I'm not going in, I just came to see you." Aunt Li said, looking Zhao Long up and down, then smiled and nodded: "That's right, when something happens, you have to think it through. What's there to be afraid of? By the way, I saw you coming back like that earlier, nothing happened, did it?"

  Although Zhao Long looks fine, Aunt Li still asked with concern.

  "It's nothing... it's nothing..." Zhao Long hastily shook his head and smiled, saying: "I just got bumped a bit, went to the hospital for an examination. My own clothes were messed up, so I temporarily wore this set of clothes back."

  "It's all right as long as nothing serious happens, it's all right as long as the body is fine, then there's nothing to be afraid of." Aunt Li understood and said: "Other things are small matters, who lives without encountering some troubles, who walks without stepping on dog shit? This way, I calculated earlier when I went back, I paid the rent here and still have 1,500 yuan left. If not enough, I'll let your uncle borrow some from home, at least we can help you raise 3,000 to 5,000 yuan. You think of a solution, we can't let ourselves be suffocated by urine."

  Zhao Long suddenly remembered what had happened earlier, although he was a bit dazed at the time. But now his memory was super clear. After thinking for a moment, everything that had happened before came back to him, including every expression on Yao Mei Li's face and every word they had said. Three days, in just three days, he had to raise enough money for one and a half years' rent, 700 yuan per month, 18 months, 10,260 yuan.

  Zhao Long has been working hard for several years, and his monthly salary is now over 7,000 yuan. He also receives a year-end bonus. With this income, the rent should not be a problem, but he has two younger sisters who are still in school. When he was in school, his family had to borrow money, and in recent years, he hasn't been able to save a single penny. Taking out nearly 13,000 yuan at once is not easy for him.