Cheat Awakening-Chapter 666 - . Cooperation

Just then, a bang erupted from the kitchen, and the air behind him seemed to stir as if a wild beast lurked within it. A terrifying roar echoed through the small ground floor!

Despair! Horror! Filth! Unbearable to witness! Mental shock!

In that instant, a massive impact of dark energy and pollution flooded the entire floor!

Myne activated the magical skill of his pocket watch in an instant. Even so, his mental strength was reduced by a point, which was enough to demonstrate the horror of this impact. Thankfully, Ted was somehow immune to the pollution, so Myne didn't have to worry about him.

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As for the woman in red, since she could wield those cursed knives as if they were normal kitchen knives, and was definitely more dangerous than mere pollution, he believed she could handle this level of impact with ease. If there was anyone normal among the three, it was him, so he should care about his safety more than anything.

The tentacle uncle, unfortunately, wasn't as lucky as Myne's trio. He neither had special powers, physical resilience, nor gadgets to defend himself from the pollution. His situation was worse. His whole body fell to the ground, twitching constantly, his eyes rolling back into his skull, and white foam starting to come from his mouth.

He himself couldn't stand such terrible pollution, so he always threw the weird core parts of monsters into the refrigerator every time he cooked. It had been such a long time, and as we all could see, the pollution accumulated there was quite terrible, a clear case of reaping what one had sown.

Seeing that the tentacle uncle looked like he was about to meet his precious daughter in the afterlife and his further plans might be ruined before they even started, Myne quickly walked to him.

First, he gave him a tight kick on his butt to vent his anger, before grabbing the other party's index finger to help reduce the pressure of pollution on him. But because he didn't want to receive a sudden attack from him, he only touched a small part of him, so his watch had a slight effect on him—enough to allow proper communication.

"What? Can you still stand up?"

As he expected, with the help of his watch, dozens of seconds later, the tentacle uncle regained his consciousness. But seeing Myne's smiling face right after waking up, he was so shocked that he nearly fainted again out of anger. He gritted his teeth and raised his head, staring at Myne with hatred in his eyes.

"Even if I die, I will take you with me! I will never let you defile my daughter!"

However, upon hearing these words, Myne's face instantly darkened. If not for the fact that the woman in red knew a little bit about the actual situation, hearing the tentacle uncle's words, she might have really misunderstood him, thinking he had done some kind of heinous act with his daughter.

Still, considering the other party's emotional instability, Myne held back his anger and only gave him a hard slap.

"How dare you slander my innocence with such unfounded accusations? When did I ever suggest defiling your daughter? Wake up! She's dead! And even if she were alive, I have no interest in children. I'm not a monster. You're portraying me as a villain, and a third-rate one at that."

The tentacle uncle, seemingly calmed by the slap, Myne nodded slightly and continued. "Didn't I tell you yesterday that I need to have a good talk with you?"

The tentacle man trembled slightly, and as he looked at the young man in front of him, the madness in his eyes faded halfway. At that time, he had thought that Myne was overestimating his own abilities and wanted to compete with the weird residents.

He had not expected those words to be directed at him.

How ironic.

"How is it, can you talk now?"

The tentacle man's face changed. Looking at Myne, who was sitting leisurely in front of him, holding his finger to sustain his pitiful life, with two of his partners standing behind him like bodyguards, he knew he was outmatched and may not be able to beat this guy.

Sighing helplessly, he finally compromised and said in a hoarse voice, "What do you want to talk about? Do you want this apartment? Or something else? Let me tell you, you will get nothing from me, you damn bastard!"

Myne smiled calmly and shrugged, "We're talking about cooperation, of course. I believe I mentioned it at dinner yesterday. I hope to coexist peacefully with all the neighbours, rather than engaging in endless conflict. It's just that everyone insisted on provoking me, leading to the current situation. Also, you're overestimating your apartment. There's nothing so special about it that anyone would fight to the death to claim it."

The tentacle uncle's expression froze, which lasted for a few seconds, before he gave a miserable smile, as if it was indeed the case.

"It seems that everything is just my own fault, just like before."

He spoke slowly, his head lowering as he fell into memories. "In fact, this city was still normal two years ago. At that time, I was an ordinary doctor and had a perfect, happy family."

Why are we suddenly telling stories? Myne looked at the tentacle uncle, who, just seconds ago, had wanted to kill him but was now giving off a 'change of heart' vibe. Confusedly he turned to look at the woman in red, but her expression mirrored his own; she clearly hadn't expected this dramatic turn of events either.

Myne quickly waved his hand, interrupting him. "Stop, there's no need to continue. I've checked the third floor. It's nothing more than this: your daughter and wife were in a car accident. Your wife died on the spot, and your dying daughter was sent to the hospital."

"You were notified to rescue the injured without knowing anything, but you saw your daughter covered in blood on the operating table. Before you could save her, you mutated. After the pollution came, you moved into this apartment, along with your daughter's body, and used the special abilities of your tentacles and your own medical knowledge to try to revive her."

He added with disdain, "If this story were put into a novel, it would be truly cliché. No wonder you wanted to hide this from the world; even an idiot would say you need a doctor to check your brain."

Tentacle uncle: "..."

If he had been able to move, he would have swung his tentacles again to kill Myne, at least delivering a dozen lashes.

"I know it's tragic to lose your family, and I sympathize with you. I also lost my parents; I can understand your pain..." Myne paused slightly, and seeing that the tentacle uncle seemed moved by his words, he spoke the truth.

"But what you're doing is meaningless."

However, the tentacle uncle's expression became excited instead of defeated. "How can it be meaningless? You saw it too."

He pointed at the corpse man and said, "I've made great progress. After I finished, it could move, talk, and cook."

Myne interrupted him mercilessly, "It's just an empty shell that will rot and fall apart at any time. You know this better than anyone else. Why bother giving yourself false hope?"

The tentacle uncle's expression was uncertain. "You don't understand at all!"

Myne looked at him, who, like a stubborn old man, didn't want to accept change, and shook his head.

"I'm not here to discuss philosophy like consciousness and existence with you. I'm here to talk about cooperation."

"In simple terms, I can let you talk to your daughter."

The tentacle uncle suddenly looked up, his eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief, and said in a trembling voice, "Really?"

Even the woman in red, who had been a background board from the beginning to the end and was enjoying the drama, couldn't believe her ears. At first, she thought the tentacle uncle was crazy enough to try to bring his dead daughter back to life, but hearing Myne's words, who had been speaking wisely until now but suddenly seemed just as crazy as him, she didn't know how to react.

"Of course, it's real, and it's much more promising than tinkering with those things, but..."

Myne said something that made the tentacle uncle and the woman in red look terrified:

"You have to help me get to the centre of the city. You, my dear, also welcome to help me," Myne turned his head to the woman in red and requested shamelessly. But before she could throw her knife at him in anger for dragging her into his mess, he quickly looked away.

The tentacle uncle limped down to the floor, his face hesitant. "Are you really going to the source of the collapse?"

"It's an extremely dangerous place. It's full of completely polluted monsters. No living creature can approach it; most die or become polluted before they reach halfway, just from the pollution alone, not to mention those titanic monsters, like moving mountains."

"All right, all right, there's no need to be a crybaby. I know everything, much better than you. I went to the city centre yesterday." Myne knew the dangers there better than he did, so he didn't want to listen to the tentacle uncle's nonsense.

"That's why I came to you for cooperation."

Tentacle uncle: "..."