Cheat Awakening

Myne used the Realize skill to create and summon hundreds of thin, 25-centimetre-long needles and a silver hammer. This wasn't No. 2's enchanted hammer, but just a normal, expensive silver hammer.

After hypnotizing the fatty, Myne untied him, dispelled the Paste skill's effect on his left leg, and instructed him to lie down on the wooden table, and under the effect of skill, did what was told obediently. Myne then used Paste skill to secure the fatty's entire body to the table, making escape impossible unless he was willing to tear off his entire back skin.

Finally, he brought him out of hypnosis.

A full minute passed before the fatty regained consciousness and grasped his predicament. He frantically darted his eyes around, realizing he couldn't move a muscle on his body, and soon saw Myne, observing a silver needle in his hand.

As if sensing it, Myne turned at him with a devilish smile on his ugly face and placed the needle's sharp pointy tip on the back of the fatty's hand before raising the silver hammer.

"I hope this will help you sharpen your memory. Haven't you asked me why I'm doing this? Actually, you already know the answer. It's just that your brain can't keep up with the situation," Myne said coldly.

Just as the fatty opened his mouth to speak some random nonsense or beg for mercy, the hammer in Myne's hand fell on the needle, and his horrific scream echoed through the room once more.

Myne didn't remove the needle. Instead, he stared at it. Eighty percent of its length had pierced the fatty's hand and embedded itself in the table. Blood welled up from the wound, but within a second, white steam enveloped the needle, and the wound healed.

However, no matter how powerful the Ultra Regeneration skill was, unless Myne pulled out the needle, it obviously couldn't heal the remaining area with a needle inside. It could only show its effect around the needle, literally making it part of the fatty's body. Now when it pulls out, it would bring even more unimaginable pain.

Nodding with satisfaction, Myne didn't hesitate any more and, while enjoying the fatty's bloodcurdling screams, plunged needles into the fatty's body one after another. First his arms, then his legs, then his giant belly, which was the place Myne enjoyed most. Then his face, etc, except for his eyes, brain, and heart, but no other area remained untouched.

With the loyal Ultra Regeneration skill keeping the fatty from accidentally dying, he could experience unimaginable pain without any life-threatening danger.

Finally, Myne picked up the last needle. He stroked it against the fatty's "little brother," which was surprisingly a bit too little, even shocking Myne. He wondered if torture caused the shrinkage or if the man was simply born that way.

"Mmmmm... Mmmm..."

The fatty, who had already completely messed up the wooden table with some unpleasant activities during the process, had a needle plunged between his lips by Myne, completely sealing them. As a result, he could only make weird noises.

"Ohohohoh, you are going to enjoy this, believe me, just like someone else did, haven't you enjoyed that show with great amazement, now it is my turn to experience that wonderful moment as well," Myne said. Because he didn't want to touch the fatty's "disgusting thing", he used the Etheric Marionette skill to firmly grasp it. After all, this little thing was just too soft, and slippery.

He then placed the needle's sharp tip upon it, all while the fatty watched with terrified eyes, unable to do anything but tremble ferociously as the silver hammer, stained with his blood, fell on the needle.

"MUUU!!!"

This time, Myne had pushed the fatty too far. Despite his previous obedience, the man couldn't bear it any longer. Until now he had kept his eyes open with sheer willpower, Myne's continuous slaps, the ice-cold water, and the Ultra Regeneration skill, which acted like iron chains firmly holding him back from the afterlife. But a direct attack on his "little brother" was too much.

The fatty let out a sharp cry, tearing his lips apart slightly as his eyes rolled back in his head, and he fainted.

"Hmm, I thought it was going to twist or release some surprise after getting nailed, but it seems I was thinking too much," Myne muttered with a hint of disappointment, tossing the silver hammer aside. He then grabbed a bucket of ice-cold water and mercilessly poured it over the fatty's face.

However, to his surprise, the trick that had worked so well previously had no effect. The fatty remained unconscious, his face contorted in pain.

Huh? Is he pretending to be dead to avoid further torment? His brain is still working quite fine. It seems like I don't have to worry about not having enough fun, Myne chuckled, his amusement piqued. Instead of exposing the fatty's lie, Myne activated the Realize skill and created a familiar-looking glass tank along with a compass-like device.

However, this time it was difficult for the Realize skill. It was as if he truly had created something from scratch instead of temporarily robbing someone else's thing and presenting it as his own.

Not only did this creation drain a staggering 30 mana potions worth of his energy, bringing him to his knees, but it also took a gruelling five minutes to materialize compared to the instantaneous appearance he was accustomed to.

Having only witnessed No. 3 utilize these devices and lacking any understanding of their native language, Myne was naturally incapable of professional operation. Panting heavily, he pressed the right button on the device, illuminating it. Unfamiliar runic symbols flickered to life.

After careful scrutiny and a few head-thumps, Myne recognized two symbols: one that released acid rain, which he wanted, and another one that seemed for healing liquid, but he wasn't sure because three other similar symbols remained, leaving him thoroughly confused.

Anyway, Myne wasn't very curious at this moment, and since he already got what he wanted, the rest of the things could be left for later use. After downing three mana potions, Myne dispelled the Paste skill on the fatty before employing the Etheric Marionette skill and lifting the fatty's super heavy body with great difficulty, especially with many needles deeply embedded in the wooden table.

The fatty, who wanted to pretend to be dead until this madman left him alone, was forced to pry open his bloodshot eyes and shake his fat body, only to find that he couldn't feel anything underneath himself. He tried to move his neck, which didn't disappoint him and found that he was levitating in the air and flying toward a familiar-looking glass tank.

Having witnessed No. 3's unique torture methods countless times, the fatty recognized the device as his impending destination within two seconds. Then, just as he expected, the lid of the tank automatically opened and he was casually thrown inside by an invisible force.

If it was a normal person falling in a three-meter tank wouldn't be particularly problematic, at least there wouldn't be any physical harm. However, for the fatty whose entire body was covered in needles, it was no different than living descent into hell. With a thud, he fell to the tank floor. Because his hands were in at least okay condition, his face was saved.

The good thing is the needles on the back of his hands also came out. However, his lower body parts weren't so lucky. The needles in his torso, legs, and especially his "little brother," plunged as deep as possible, some even grinding against bone, effectively rendering him incapacitated.

Myne didn't hear the fatty's noise this time at all, because after tossing him inside the tank, he immediately sealed the tank, pressed the rune that started the acid rain and sat on the ground, ready to watch the fatty's dance show. With the help of the Ultra Regeneration skill, even if the fatty was completely soaked in the acid, Myne didn't have to worry he would die.

While he was hammering those needles into his body,

Myne had already fed two high-grade mana potions to him. With this, at least for the next 10 minutes, he would definitely be able to recover from almost any kind of physical injury from the acid rain. Oh, and this is also a reward from Myne to the fatty. After all, when his entire body is burned down by the acid, won't those needles also automatically come out from his body as well?

Where else can you find such a generous torturer? Myne sometimes even wonders if he is too kind, which is not a good quality, and bad people can take advantage of him.

However, those passing thoughts only last for a few seconds before they are gone and replaced by the wonderful memories of the fatty dancing like an excited bird in the rain, despite having hundreds of needles in his body, which was quite a sight to see.