Afternoon
"Whew~"
In an apartment living room, the sound of heavy breathing arose, but strangely enough, there was no one in sight. Yet the sound was definitely coming from within the living room.
Suddenly—
There was a crisp "snap!"
The sound was sharp, like someone cutting through a watermelon.
The scene was eerie.
But what happened next was even more bizarre.
The watermelon on the coffee table suddenly split into two perfect halves, and remarkably, not a single drop of juice spilled out.
One could only imagine how sharp the blade must have been.
"Snap!"
The sound came again, followed by more.
"Snap, snap, snap..."
A greenhouse-grown ripe watermelon obediently divided itself into eight pieces.
Then, one piece floated up into the air, and suddenly a chunk disappeared from it, followed by the sound of someone eating watermelon.
If anyone had witnessed this scene, they would have been scared out of their wits, as it was truly supernatural.
"Done!"
Su Cheng materialized beside the coffee table, holding a piece of watermelon that he was bringing to his mouth.
He had just rushed home, eager to test his invisibility ability.
After more than an hour of practice, he had finally mastered this invisibility power.
During this hour, he had also managed to control the rush of excitement that came with the ability.
Now, he wasn't excited at all.
Why?
Because after calming down, he realized this invisibility ability had more drawbacks than benefits.
In today's modern society, with infrared surveillance and thermal imaging everywhere, invisibility wasn't particularly powerful.
Moreover, its effectiveness was limited.
Currently, it couldn't bring him any profit; the only advantage was that he could turn invisible and escape if danger arose.
As for using invisibility for illegal activities?
Stealing or robbery?
He never had such thoughts, as those would be the most foolish ways to use this power.
Besides, he would never do anything illegal.
If he were to make money from invisibility in the future, he'd rather become a magician or a journalist.
Of course, like any man, he had briefly entertained a certain questionable thought.
That was to play doctor in the women's bathhouse.
As a kind-hearted young man, he naturally wanted to give others medical examinations.
But this thought vanished as quickly as it came.
Unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn't use his invisibility power carelessly, so he decided to maintain his respect for nature, law, and social rules.
However, when dealing with those who lack morals, he wouldn't hesitate to be equally ruthless.
"I'll take a nap before going to the class reunion."
Suddenly remembering this, Su Cheng quickly stood up from the sofa.
Then he checked the time.
It was three o'clock now, with the meeting at the school gate at five.
This meant he still had time for a nap.
Thinking this, he walked to his bedroom.
After entering the bedroom, he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest, but he quickly opened them again.
The sunlight was too bright, making it impossible to sleep.
With no choice, he got up to close the curtains, but when he instinctively looked outside, he discovered that his enemy had returned.
Then, he suddenly materialized a ghost blade, and a pleased yet cruel smile appeared on his face.
He was going to avenge his 'companion'.
.....................
"Damn it, what a lousy day!" Chen Daming cursed with a gloomy face as he entered the apartment.
He had originally planned to extort money from others, but instead ended up being the one extorted, which was incredibly frustrating!
Moreover, his car was damaged, and he gained nothing from it. Now he would be without a car for some time.
Fortunately, he could get back the 38,000 by reporting it to the police, and even send that little beast to jail.
However, true to the saying that a dog can't change its habit of eating feces,
He still wanted to use this to threaten Su Cheng.
So he hadn't reported it to the police.
He had just followed along to make a statement and learned that Old Mrs. Wu had lost her mental faculties due to prolonged anger.
In such a situation, she couldn't be held criminally responsible, and the other party was only willing to compensate him for car repairs.
They wouldn't compensate anything else, and Old Mrs. Wu even caused a scene at the police station. The police couldn't do anything about her behavior.
So he could only accept his bad luck.
"Why is he back?!"
"Quick, let's stay away from him."
"Run, he's looking this way!"
"He's looking at me, help!"
A group of old ladies screamed, scattering and fleeing in all directions.
"Oh my goodness!"
"Quick, let's go!"
"My back, someone help me!"
"Don't rape me, don't rape me!"
"........."
The group of old ladies frantically ran into other buildings, continuously screaming, afraid of losing their dignity. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared.
"Who would want to rape you old ladies?!"
Chen Daming shouted angrily.
"Damn that Old Mrs. Wu!!"
But he knew this was because of Old Mrs. Wu's nonsensical ramblings this morning, which had caused him to be misunderstood.
This filled Chen Daming with resentment and made him even more angry.
However, he figured only these old ladies would believe Old Mrs. Wu's crazy talk.
But just then, he encountered several middle-aged women coming his way. The moment they saw Chen Daming, they all screamed in terror, covering their chests and backing away.
"What's going on, why do you believe it too?!"
Chen Daming yelled, feeling wronged, but these women ignored him, just covering their chests and fleeing in panic.
And from their behavior, it seemed as if some great horror was chasing them.
He walked a bit further and met several middle-aged men of his age whom he occasionally interacted with, but when they saw him, they all avoided him as if he were the plague.
This made him realize he needed a new environment, otherwise, everyone would continue to ostracize and gossip about him.
Fortunately, since it was a company-assigned apartment,
He lived there alone.
Soon, he reached his front door, took out his keys, opened the door, and went inside.
After entering, he went to the bathroom to wash his face, then sat on the sofa with the receipt, contemplating how to maximize the benefits from this fake receipt.
He knew very well that Su Cheng didn't even own a car.
Let alone paying for a year's parking fee.
It was completely absurd.
At the time, he had only transferred the 38,000 because he was desperate for the 500,000.
Now that he had calmed down, he naturally wanted that kid to pay back everything with interest.
"He even dared to threaten me before leaving!"
When he thought about this, he felt the fire in his heart burning even more intensely.
"Knock knock knock~"
The sudden knocking at the door brought him back to his senses.
"Who is it!"
He got up to open the door.
But there was absolutely no one at the door.
This left him stunned.
"Am I getting confused from anger too?"
But he quickly shook his head, trying not to think about it too much.
"Knock knock knock!"
Just as he turned back to the living room, the knocking sound came again.
"Is there really someone there?"
His heart tightened, but he still put down the receipt and went to the door, looking through the peephole.
"There's nobody there, what's going on?"
At this moment, Chen Daming felt his head spinning, and he didn't know what was happening to him, why he was having these illusions.
"Is someone playing a prank?"
Thinking this, he opened the door and stood in the doorway shouting: "Know when to stop!"
"Bang~"
He angrily closed the door, then grabbed a rolling pin from the kitchen and stood guard at the door, waiting for the knocking to resume.
However, this time there was no knocking sound, no one knocked on the door.
Instead, there were footsteps.
This made his heart tighten, believing the prankster had returned.
The footsteps got closer and closer, and he gripped the doorknob with one hand and the rolling pin with the other.
"Bang~"
Finally, his door was knocked again, and this time he didn't hesitate at all, immediately pulling it open.
But he found that the person had already disappeared, and without hesitation, he rushed downstairs but couldn't catch up.
"Running faster than a rabbit!!"
Chen Daming was furious.
He walked back up to his home and found that his door wasn't completely closed, but slightly ajar.
He pushed open the half-closed door and walked in.
"They probably won't dare to play pranks anymore."
He thought to himself.
However, upon entering the house, he immediately sensed that something wasn't right.
The room was pitch black.
This shocked him greatly, as he distinctly remembered leaving the curtains open.
"Did that person run upstairs? Did they sneak into my home while I was going downstairs?"
"Such nerve!"
"Let's see just how brazen you really are!"
After saying this, he grabbed a kitchen knife for courage and began searching the entire house for any suspicious targets.
But after thoroughly searching everywhere, even under the bed, he found no one.
Yet strangely, he had this odd feeling that someone in the room was watching him.
This sensation made his skin crawl.
"Have I lost my mind from anger too?"
He cursed himself silently.
Then he put the knife back in the kitchen and went to the balcony to close the curtains.
Suddenly—
Just as he finished pulling the curtains closed, a cold wind brushed past his face, making him extremely uncomfortable as goosebumps rose all over his body.
He hugged himself and shivered.
He was about to go to the bedroom to put on a coat, but just as he was about to enter, there was a sudden 'whoosh' sound, and his living room plunged into darkness again.
The expression on his face froze, then became rigid, and finally turned to one of terror.
"Holy shit!!"
He shouted.
Because his curtains had fallen down again, and the whole house was once again shrouded in darkness.
In that instant, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, his face pale.
He knew that once the curtains were fixed, they couldn't possibly fall down from wind or other factors—the only explanation was human intervention.
But he had just checked the entire house and found no one.
"Crash—"
As his mind short-circuited, the teacup on the table seemed to be pushed by something, falling to the ground with pieces scattering everywhere.
"Ah!!!"
Chen Daming screamed and quickly rushed into the bedroom, locking the door behind him.
Then, he leaned against the door, breathing heavily, his heart filled with fear.
He now felt his entire body turn cold, as if he were in an ice cave.
"Right, call the police!"
He came to his senses, holding his phone with trembling hands to dial emergency services.
"Bang—"
Suddenly, a muffled knock came from his bedroom door, frightening him so much that his legs gave out and he collapsed to the floor.
"Bang—"
Another muffled sound came, like a heavy hammer striking directly into his heart.
His heart nearly jumped out of his chest, his phone fell to the ground, and he didn't even notice that his pants were wet as his body kept trembling.
"Bang bang bang~"
"Bang bang bang bang~"
"Bang bang bang bang bang~"
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang~"
With each successive thud, his heart pounded more violently.
"F*ck you!!"
He shouted.
Perhaps it was because the end of fear is anger, or maybe reason told him there were no such things as ghosts in this world.
So he suddenly stood up, grabbed the ashtray from the bedside table, and charged toward the door with a fierce expression.
At this moment, he seemed to transform into a demon of rage.
"Bang~"
He slammed the door open and lunged forward.
But when he lunged out, he didn't hit anything—he had missed completely.
This made his anger subside,
Only to be replaced by deep fear again. He could no longer control the intense fear in his heart, falling to his knees, constantly begging toward all directions of the living room.
"Please spare me, I beg you, please spare me!!!"
But the living room remained silent, with no response, making him increasingly anxious. Finally, remembering something, he quickly took the jade Guanyin pendant hanging around his neck and placed it in his palm, pressing his hands together.
"Please, Buddha, protect me!!"
He closed his eyes and prayed.
But that only made things worse—
"Clang~"
Another faint sound, and Chen Daming's heart sank. He opened his eyes again, and what he saw next would haunt him for the rest of his life.
A kitchen knife was floating in mid-air in the kitchen, and then, as if it had eyes, it flew straight at him.
It was clear that this ghost despised Buddhism.
"Ah!"
At this moment, he screamed while his strong survival instinct helped him drag his weak legs to dodge this fatal attack.
But this had completely terrified him.
Then, the knife seemed to grow eyes and attacked him again, and he managed to dodge this attack once more.
By now his mind was completely filled with terror, his head too clouded to think of anything else, and he could only run desperately toward the main door.
Fortunately, heaven helps those who help themselves—he made it out, tumbling down the stairs while screaming, "Help! Help! Help!"
After running out of the building
He saw dozens of property management staff at the parking lot entrance, all holding yellow and black wheel locks. When they saw him, they stopped and gathered around him.
"What happened?"
Asked a young man about 5'7" tall.
He shouted in terror, "Call the police!!"
Everyone was stunned, then they all noticed a strange smell.
They looked down at Chen Daming's crotch area and saw a large wet patch, their expressions turning strange.
"Ah! Who peed in my pants?"
Chen Daming noticed everyone's eyes scanning his crotch area repeatedly, so he quickly looked down, sniffed, and blurted out instinctively.