Cheat Awakening

"Ohh, my, my, my, this is something I didn't expect... Seems like someone has managed to impress me again," The woman in red commented playfully while sitting in front of Myne's artwork (three weird figures wrapped in bandages). Hearing her casual and excited tone, the tentacle uncle didn't know whether he should yell at her and explain the consequences of Myne's actions. But, thinking that she was no less crazy than Myne, he gave up and refocused his attention on Myne. "Forget about everything. You," He pointed at Myne, who seemed very happy to receive a compliment from the woman in red and was daydreaming about how to start a conversation with her, and continued, "What should we do now? Clean up here first? Otherwise, when the landlord comes out tomorrow and sees everything here, he'll be furious, and you'll be done for." He looked at the devastated first floor with a bitter face and, without giving Myne a chance to speak, added while holding his head, "But how can we clean this up like before and pretend as if nothing happened?" Hearing the tentacle uncle's words, even the woman in red became serious and started pondering a way to get Myne out of this mess. She really didn't want to lose such a good neighbour, who understood both her and her cooking talent. Such neighbours are hard to come by nowadays. However, opposite to both bystanders, the main culprit didn't look the least bit worried, as if the destruction of the ground floor and the death of four tenants had nothing to do with him. Instead, he looked at the tentacle uncle, who appeared anxious and worried, as if he was genuinely trying to figure out a way to save his ass. Suddenly, Myne smiled and said something that caught both the tentacle uncle and the woman in red off guard. "Don't worry, the landlord won't come down." "Ah?!" Seeing the confusion on both of their faces, he chuckled and, instead of being a riddler, dropped the bomb directly. "It's always been here." Hearing his words, the tentacle uncle was startled and shrank his head in fear. His legs started trembling as if he was facing his life's biggest fear. "What! Where? Damn it, why didn't you tell me before? Let's hide quickly! The notice clearly prohibits any contact with the landlord. If it sees us, we'll be finished for sure." At the tentacle uncle's warning, Myne didn't react at all and just watched his performance. Yes, performance. He wanted to see how high the other party's acting level was, but one thing was clear: the tentacle uncle was in a completely different league in this field. Feeling Myne's calm gaze, the anxious tentacle uncle adjusted his dirty glasses with a fearful expression. But in his heart, he was wondering why Myne was staring at him. Still, playing the role of a coward, he turned back and looked at the three figures bundled together with white bandages. The woman in red stood beside them with an emotionless expression, holding her bloody knife in both hands, staring at him without blinking. Although the tentacle uncle already felt that something was off, he slowly moved closer to Myne and asked in a low voice, "Could it be one of them?" Myne didn't reply but smiled playfully at him. He glanced at the { ? } above the tentacle uncle's head, a message that had refreshed itself—something he had seen since the first time they met. This special message occasionally appeared as if to remind him, ensuring he wouldn't miss it. The message written on it consisted of only two simple words: { The Landlord. } Myne and the tentacle uncle stared at each other like a new couple for a few seconds before the tentacle man's face froze slightly, and he laughed dryly: "Are you talking about me?" "You're kidding me," He said, shaking off the tentacles on his body and shaking his head innocently. "How could I be the landlord? It's simply a monster." Myne sniffed and said with a smile, "Why not? There's a damp, mucus-like smell in the air in the corridor, and I also found dripping liquid similar to the one on your tentacles on the floor." The tentacle uncle replied helplessly, "I go downstairs every day, so there must be traces left. Besides, the corridor is so dark—how can you see clearly, but I don't?" Myne gently raised his palm, revealing his tightly closed eyes: "I'm sorry, but I went to check during the landlord's cooking time and saw it very clearly. Also, did you forget? My palm eye can glow. I have no problem seeing things you miss." After hearing Myne's nonsense—which he made up to hide the fact that he could see in the dark thanks to his passive skill, Night Vision—the tentacle uncle was unmoved and didn't reveal anything. Instead, he smiled bitterly and said, "It can't be me. When the landlord was cooking yesterday, we were in the same room... the entire time." Myne nodded at the other party and said to himself, "This is what confused me at first until I saw this." He walked toward the corpse man and used the random kitchen knife to cut open the black robe on his body. In an instant, a foul odour hit everyone's face. At the same time, it became clear that all parts of the corpse man's body were pieced together, and the flesh on them had begun to rot and bleed. After seeing this scene, the tentacle uncle didn't say a word. Instead, he slowly adjusted his glasses with his tentacles, his previous nervous and fearful expression completely gone, replaced by a blank, emotionless face. His voice also gradually changed as he asked, "What happened to it?" Myne ignored his question but gestured to Ted and the woman in red to come closer. Only after ensuring the formation was in the right place did he speak softly, while taking out the cursed knife from his waist. "It's just a puppet that was put together. Just like the little girl in your room on the third floor." As soon as the words fell, the veins on the tentacle uncle's face bulged out like uprooted tree roots, and his expression turned furious. The two tentacles that originally looked non-threatening suddenly expanded several meters, and a large amount of mucus and toxins mixed together as they rushed toward Myne and his group! The moment the tentacle uncle took action, the eye in Myne's right palm suddenly opened, and violent flashes of light erupted, dazzlingly bright. This caused the deadly tentacles to halt their violent advance instantly. Taking advantage of the other party's temporary blindness, Ted shot lasers from his eyes with full force, leaving two high-level burn wounds on the tentacle uncle's stomach. It could have been even more effective if the other party hadn't covered himself with his tentacles, which seemed surprisingly solid. However, the woman in red didn't seem to have any intention of taking action. She just stood beside Myne, watching everything coldly. Perhaps because he was hurt, or because someone had discovered his secret, the tentacle uncle's face became extremely ferocious and crazed. "Have you been in there!?" He roared. "Certainly. I saw a lot of things in there, and I have to say, you managed that room quite well," Myne said with a smile, giving the other party a thumbs up. The tentacle uncle's expression twisted, and his eyes filled with murderous intent as he stared at Myne, as if he had found the culprit who had robbed him of his wife and daughter. "You deserve to die! Damn it! Damn it! DIE, YOU BASTARD!" His crazed look suggested that Myne had defiled the little house—and his angel-like daughter. The tentacles attacked again, but this time faster and more fiercely! This guy had been hiding his strength earlier, wanting Myne to think he was weak so that they would unite against a common enemy. But in reality, his strength far surpassed that of the other monster tenants. Otherwise, the previous batches of residents wouldn't have been replaced so many times. Myne dodged left and right, retreating quickly. He didn't forget to check on Ted and the woman in red, whom he had dragged into this mess for safety reasons. But seeing that the tentacle uncle had no intention of attacking them, despite Ted continuously attacking him, Myne breathed a sigh of relief. Seems like I'll need to set another date with her to learn more about her, Myne thought as he narrowly dodged a falling tentacle. He knew the tentacles were full of poison. Once entangled by them, he wouldn't even be able to make a sound of resistance before being knocked down. He had personally tested the poison's effect, and he had to admit it was very effective. He could guess that was how other troublesome tenants in the past had disappeared. "You can't get away!" The tentacle uncle growled, his eyes bloodshot with madness. "Run? Hehe, I have no intention of doing that," Myne said calmly, looking at the approaching tentacles. "Actually, there's one thing I haven't told you—or rather, I lied to you." "?" "I'm not putting the pollutants back." Myne glanced toward the kitchen behind the tentacle uncle. "I've released all the pollutants in the kitchen storage." The tentacle man's brows twitched suddenly, and he looked at Myne as if he were a psychopath. Just then, a loud bang came from the kitchen, and the air behind him seemed to stir, as if some wild beast were lurking in it. A terrifying roar echoed through the small ground floor!