Chapter 187: Of Course He Is a Good Person
Chapter 187: Of Course He Is a Good Person
“Ouch, this is killing me…”
The circle of human heads around the monster all opened their mouths and screamed loudly. The screams pierced like sharp thorns, causing people’s eardrums to ache and chaos to spread in their heads.
“Awwooo…”
At the same time, the piece of the monster’s flesh that Lu Xin had torn off suddenly transformed violently, twisting and writhing until it turned into a huge mouth. This mouth bit into Lu Xin’s arm instead, and Lu Xin could even feel the sharp teeth grinding against his bones, like two rows of steel saws constantly cutting, chewing away at his arm—disgusting and terrifying.
Meanwhile, facing Lu Xin’s direction, the main body of the giant monster split open to reveal a massive mouth.
This mouth gaped wide and lunged directly for Lu Xin’s head.
If it had bitten down, Lu Xin was certain his neck would have been severed as if by a saw, causing him to cleanly lose his head.
“Crack!”
Lu Xin quickly backed away, putting some distance between them.
The monster immediately began to wriggle its body as it chased after him.
At the same time, every face on the Necklace of Human Heads wrapped around its body opened its mouth wide and started cursing and berating him.
Their silent curses seemed to assault people’s minds directly, churning up endless streams of negative emotions. It was as if one suddenly recalled past grievances, became instantly enraged, and even felt the urge to burst into tears.
This monster seemed to possess a power that affected others.
But now, the monster was facing Lu Xin.
At that moment, Lu Xin was trying hard to imitate Father’s display of power as realistically as possible.
So when this wave of negative emotions surged at him, his eyes instantly turned blood-red.
He gritted his teeth, feeling truly useless.
Despite hating this disgusting monster so much, he couldn’t do a thing about it.
As this emotion intensified, it became reckless defiance.
“Swish!”
His retreating motion stopped, and instead, he charged forward in long strides.
The circle of heads on the Necklace of Human Heads all faced Lu Xin, staring at him intently while hurling venomous curses and insults. These continuous curses seemed to transform into a force that constantly disrupted Lu Xin’s thoughts.
But Lu Xin pushed against the curses, and his face shifted through regret, pain, anger, and finally, excitement.
“Haha…”
He suddenly let out a hollow, dry laughter from his mouth, picking up speed again.
This laughter seemed to carry a kind of spell, as the human heads on the monster clearly showed startled expressions.
“Swish!”
At that moment, Lu Xin rushed up to the monster and raised the arm bitten by the Little Abomination.
This arm was being chewed by the monster, as if it were about to be ground to pieces.
But now, Lu Xin clenched his fist inside the monster’s mouth and forcefully punched it into the main disgusting monster.
It was as if the Little Abomination biting his arm had become his glove.
With flesh and skin attached, like a fist-sized basketball, it slammed directly into the monster’s mouth.
“Crunch…”
The monster had its mouth twisted into a bizarre shape from the blow, and its sharp teeth seemed to shatter a few.
The Little Abomination biting Lu Xin’s right hand now wriggled in agony, struggling to open its mouth and seemingly trying to spit out Lu Xin’s hand. But Lu Xin had already grabbed its tongue inside the mouth, preventing it from escaping, forcing it to stay put as his glove.
He seemed to find it amusing, a trace of an irrepressible smile appearing on his face.
“Haha…”
He emitted the laughter and continued punching forward.
The monster with a large mouth on its belly now seemed somewhat afraid of him and began wriggling backward.
All the faces on its wrapped Necklace of Human Heads took on fearful expressions.
Amid their expressions like this, Lu Xin took one step forward and delivered a hard punch.
“Thump…”
The monster suddenly liquefied, collapsing onto the ground and vanishing rapidly.
“Hm?”
Lu Xin, unwilling to let it go, ran straight to the window and jumped right out.
While airborne, he looked down below.
He saw that under the moonlight, down in the residential area, the Creeping Vine-like monster chasing the Drunkard was already collapsing quickly onto the ground. Like a pool of water stains, it vanished rapidly. The Crimson Moon hung eerily bright in the sky, and the surroundings became completely clean.
“Boom!”
Lu Xin landed heavily below, leaving two spider web patterns on the concrete tiles of the ground.
Then he sharply lifted his head, looking all around, but found nothing at all.
“Oh, oh……”
The Drunkard jogged back from ahead, her steps light and nimble like an evening-running schoolgirl.
She glanced at Lu Xin in surprise. “Young man, are your legs alright?”
Lu Xin abruptly looked up and met her gaze.
The Drunkard flinched, and the Shadow vanished instantly.
Only then did Lu Xin realize even this Drunkard was an illusion. That high-pitched buzzing in his ears faded completely.
The night air was cool and utterly still.
This sensation—free from all Psychic Radiation, fully returned to the Real World—carried an uncanny tang of reality.
It felt like surfacing abruptly from deep water.
And because of this, the agitation in Lu Xin’s heart abruptly drained away like flowing water.
He gave a soft start. “What was I doing just now?”
“Why did I feel so furious?”
“……”
He took two deep breaths, then turned his head to look beside him.
Amid the flower bushes peeked the edge of a soiled little dress. Deep within the foliage, Little Sister’s timid eyes met his.
“Big Brother, are you not angry anymore?”
“……”
Hearing her voice, Lu Xin felt a pang of panic and quickly waved his hand. “It’s fine now, truly fine…”
Only then did Little Sister carefully crawl out, though she dared not draw too close. She tilted her head, cautiously studying Lu Xin as if confirming something before speaking meekly, “Big Brother, I’ll never play around carelessly again—I’ll protect you from now on…”
Indeed, moments ago, when urgent tasks pressed yet Little Sister remained unfindable, Lu Xin had truly felt a spark of anger.
But now, hearing her timid, careful words, his heart suddenly softened completely.
“It’s okay, how can this be your fault?”
He managed a smile, reaching his hand toward her.
Little Sister hesitated before crawling beside him, straightening slightly to grasp his palm.
That familiar cooling sensation returned to him. Lu Xin smoothly hoisted Little Sister into the air, then wrapped his arms around her.
He fished a candy from his pocket and offered it to her.
“Actually… choosing not to come help me was something Mother taught you, wasn’t it?”
“……”
Little Sister blinked but offered no reply.
Lu Xin pressed no further, sighing quietly before turning to walk toward the Drunkard’s building.
Reentering the hallway, Lu Xin saw the earlier scene of Chaos and oppression had vanished.
Now, all residents were shuffling slowly back to their rooms like sleepwalkers—weary, confused. Their actions during the Chaos had been illusions all along.
That Granny Wang who claimed to deliver fish in her basket? Her basket held nothing.
The quarreling couple—one raged at their reflection in the window, the other screamed at a coat hanger.
The student pouring “gasoline”? Just water.
The housewife pouring green liquid? No pot stood before her.
And the one “pushing an Old Man downstairs”? Only shoved blankly at a wall…
……
Reaching the 11th floor, Lu Xin realized what he’d mistaken for the 12th was merely this level.
His footprint still marked the wall, tracing his frantic path just moments ago.
Here, the door opposite the Drunkard’s unit gaped wide open.
Stepping inside, Lu Xin saw the Drunkard—now in her Special Clean-up Department uniform—silently smoking a pipe.
Within the bedroom, the bedding lay hacked to shreds. Beneath the quilt sat two pillows, mangled beyond recognition by neighbors…
“What happened here?”
Lu Xin’s voice lowered as he took in the surreal scene.
“The Monster’s Psychic Radiation,” the Drunkard sighed. “Of the two creatures that came, one carried an ability… something like triggering Negative Emotions. Seems after failing to find me these past days, they changed tactics—targeted my neighbors instead.”
“And so…”
Her expression turned world-weary as she smirked. “They all became Maniacs.”
“Negative Emotions?”
Lu Xin frowned, looking toward the head of the bed where Drunkard sat. Beneath that quilt, hidden earlier, had been two pillows—now both thoroughly slashed. His eyes swept the room again, noticing the entire house seemed peculiar. Its layout matched Drunkard’s actual home, yet appeared far simpler. Traces of a forced entry were visible at the door, and the whole place was in utter disarray.
So, those ‘drunken parents’ cut to pieces I saw… were actually these two pillows?
He thought silently before asking aloud, “What about those neighbors who barged into your place just now?”
“Same logic, really…”
Drunkard chuckled, crossing her legs carelessly. “We all live in the same building. Interactions are inevitable, and naturally, there are things about each other we find annoying deep down. Sure, everyone gets along fine on the surface, but once their darker sides are stirred up, folks who privately disliked my family naturally rushed in to cause trouble.”
“People who disliked your family…”
Recalling the sight of a crowd filing in, Lu Xin couldn’t help but remark, “Your family’s social dynamics…”
“My family actually has the best relationships in this building!”
Drunkard offered a wry smile tinged with resignation, sighing as she elaborated. “Both Xiao Wu and Xiao Wang are university professors. You know how well-regarded professions like doctors and professors are treated these days. On top of that, they have such kind personalities. Whenever a neighbor had some trouble or needed help, if they asked, Xiao Wu and Xiao Wang never refused. They held real respect among the neighbors…”
“But who could have guessed? So many secretly held grievances against them…”
“Of course,” she added, her tone attempting reassurance, “those two Psychic Entities were after me. Their Will definitely influenced people’s actions. Meaning, while the neighbors might have had minor gripes normally, it wouldn’t… turn this terrifying!”
…
Though her words sounded breezy, Lu Xin could sense a current of dejection underneath.
True, the Psychic Entity’s Will amplified her neighbors’ reactions. Yet one thing remained unchanged: only neighbors who already harbored resentment towards Drunkard’s parents deep inside would be driven to act.
So many neighbors who appeared perfectly cordial, even friendly, on the surface… secretly nursed murderous thoughts.
…The idea was deeply unsettling.
While Lu Xin grappled with this, Drunkard seemed to relax. She grinned. “Luckily, I was prepared.”
She gestured around the room. “I fixed this place up long ago. For the unexpected.”
“My ability distorts people’s senses—lets them see, hear, even touch illusions. But purely fake things don’t always fool the enemy completely. That’s why having this actual room as a base makes manipulating their perception easier. When we were attacked, I distorted their senses and moved them here. Since this room’s layout physically resembles my home, the trick feels much more real.”
…
She turned her gaze towards the door. “The neighbors are all fine. I kept them within my influence the whole time. Everything they did just now? All fake. No one genuinely hurt themselves or others amidst that Chaos.”
Giving a soft snort, she tapped out her pipe. “When they wake up later, it’ll just feel like a bad dream.”
…
Recalling the scenes he’d witnessed, Lu Xin realized Drunkard truly was formidable. Misleading the two Psychic Entities while simultaneously protecting every neighbor. Letting them vent their Negative Emotions without truly harming anyone, avoiding terrible regrets later.
Though, to be honest, even with this outcome, the lingering signs of Chaos in the building were unsettling.
Images of the earlier frenzy flashed in his mind. After a silence, he sighed almost inaudibly.
“So… mere influence from a monster… can turn people into such Maniacs?”
“Hah.”
Drunkard cast a look at Lu Xin. “You’re being naïve, lad…”
“Those Negative Emotions were all real. Just usually buried deep. That monster merely tugged them up to the surface.”
…
Lu Xin frowned. “Are you saying there are no decent people in this building?”
“Still naïve!” Drunkard wore that look of someone who’d seen it all. She chuckled softly.
“If they can usually keep those feelings bottled up… wouldn’t you still call that being decent people?”