Cheat Awakening

After the girl with super colossal-sized breasts in a maid uniform walked out, she didn't make any further moves. Instead, she moved aside, lowered her head, and stood silently beside the basement door, like a good servant waiting for her master.

Just as Myne was about to approach the young girl to make acquaintance and see if there was any chance with her – after all, a beauty, especially with her mountain-sized breasts, was just too lethal for a pervert like him to ignore – tonight, no matter what happened, he wasn't going to leave empty-handed.

However, Myne had barely raised his foot when a sound, like a person heavily burdened, emanated from the basement, accompanied by the sound of chains dragging on the floor and a string of furious curses.

"Bastard stop! Do you want to smash my handsome face against the wall? Can't you see how low the doorway is? You're getting more and more useless lately. Maybe it's time to replace you. A slave who makes his master this angry every other day is a complete waste of food and space...

Now, what are you waiting for? Do I have to give everyone special instructions? Can't you use your brain and do something helpful?!"

"F*ck! Why am I always stuck with the worst of everything? Look at my brother and sisters' toys – they don't even need to lift a finger, let alone be given orders, and their work gets done. But here I am, even after I tell you I can't fit through this tiny door and need you to break the wall to make the entrance bigger, you're still just staring at me, waiting for me to waste my breath on you..."

"Hoo... Calm down, Zeph, calm down. Losing your temper so quickly on those bastards isn't good for your health. Haaa, sigh... now would I have to write the order on the paper? F*cker, stop staring at me and break this damn wall already!"

The mood of everyone in the bar was very complicated, especially Alex's. He'd been expecting someone serious and powerful from headquarters who could handle this obnoxious jerk in front of him. But what he got was nothing but a fool.

Although he hadn't even seen the other party's face, the man's words alone were enough for everyone to know that he and the organization behind him were about to lose face tonight, if only they didn't become a joke completely.

Don't forget, half of the remaining mellow-eater people were spies from various kingdoms, and the rest were also not solo players either; they also had organizations backing them. Everything that happened today would undoubtedly reach their ears before tomorrow's sunrise.

"Are you sure you didn't call the wrong person? Even though I haven't seen this guy, I can already feel that his brain has some problem."

Hearing Myne's words, everyone in the audience nodded, clearly, they also had similar thoughts. Let's not talk about the others; even Alex felt that what Myne said made sense. Only the colossal-breasted beauty, from whom Myne couldn't seem to tear his gaze even while talking to Alex, the face became even colder when she heard someone insulting her master.

While she acknowledged her master's brain circuits had some problems, it didn't mean anyone could just insult him. As the colossal-breasted beauty raised her cold face and met Myne's gaze, a shiver ran down her spine, as if a hungry beast was staring at her, and couldn't wait to eat her.

Since being freed from the slave market, it was surely the first time she'd felt this way, and the fear buried deep within her heart resurfaced. Subconsciously, she lowered her head once more, while tightly her fist tightly in anger and shame.

BOOM!

Suddenly, another loud explosion rocked the bar. The wall where the basement door was connected blasted apart as if someone had detonated a few kilograms of TNT. A thick dust cloud engulfed the entire bar, causing everyone to cough and wave their hands to clear their vision.

As the dust slowly settled, three figures emerged from the broken wall. The first was a miserable-looking, four-meter-tall halfling, a strange mix of human and bull. His naked upper body resembled a human's, with a well-defined eight-pack abs, but his lower body was like a bull's, with powerful, hoof-like hairy legs and a long, thin black tail.

Two sharp, pointed horns crowned his messy, black, long-haired head. An iron collar with a long chain hung around his neck. He was currently walking on all fours like a toddler, with a comfortable throne-like chair tied to his back.

The second person was an arrogant-looking, fat man in his thirties. He had an extremely ugly face as if he were born from a beautiful mother and a pig father – or perhaps the opposite. However, according to Myne's eagle eyes observation, he could say that it was most likely the former. The fatty, who weighed about 200kg, had small eyes that were barely visible amidst his chubby cheeks.

His long hair was tied back in a ponytail.

He wore a long green overcoat with wide lapels and gold buttons running down the front. Beneath the coat, a red waistcoat added a pop of colour. Around his neck, a white cravat was tied in a classic style. Brown shoes with buckles and white-gloved hands completed the picture, giving off a full-on rich-dude vibe.

Currently, the fatty sat on his walking throne, holding a chain in his right hand and covering his nose with a pink handkerchief held in his left. He surveyed the room with a look of utter disgust, making the audience very dissatisfied with him.

The last person was a mysterious man completely hidden in a long black baggy robe, and except that he was two meters tall, nothing else could be discerned about him.

However, one thing was certain: he was likely just a minor character working under the fatty, probably with no significant status, as evidenced by the way how badly the fatty insulted him, even some mad dogs on the street didn't get this kind of treatment.

[ Name: Seraphina

Level: 59

Race: Hume

Gender: Female

Age: 19 y/o

Occupation: Personal Slave Of Zephyrus Darkbane.

Title: None

[Skill]

Essence Infusion ( Medium ) LV: ( 3 )

Luminous Lattice ( Medium ) LV: ( 2 )

Phantom Pulse ( Large ) LV: ( 6 ) ]

Sigh, just as I thought, she is indeed a slave. Damn it, God knows how many times this piggy has played with her... But judging by the piggy's status, it mustn't have been too many times. After all, rich guys are too easy to get bored, and I don't believe this piggy can be satisfied with just one woman. Hmmm...

I think if I play smartly, there is a high chance that today I can enjoy a wonderful night... hehehe, let's see if this piggy has something special or not...

[ Name: Zephyrus Darkbane

Level: 20

Race: Hume

Gender: Male

Age: 32 y/o

Occupation: Fifth Heir of Darkane Family, Fiancé of Thexaria the Arcane - Solo Mistress of the Arcane Eclipse Organization, Baby Boy of Arthelion Darkbane

Title: The Golden Piggy

[Skill]

Arcane Repository ( Medium ) LV: ( 6 )

Enchanted Visage ( Medium ) LV: ( 5 )

Thunderbolt Imprint ( Large ) LV: ( 1 )

Radiant Aura ( Medium ) LV: ( 3 ) ]

Oh, I didn't expect this piggy to have four skills; this is a very rare sight. I wonder how he gets them, from natural awakening or like me some other way. But looking at his unusual identity, which clearly shows he's a big shot, it's not surprising his loving father might've helped him acquire another skill. It wouldn't be a problem for those mysterious guys. It's just such a waste of resources.

So many useful skills are wasted on a pig, Myne shook his head in disappointment and continued observing the remaining two figures.

[ Name: Morgathor the Vile

Level: 139n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Race: Halfling ( Hume+Bull)

Gender: Male

Age: 72 y/o

Occupation: Slave of Darkbane Family

Title: Life's Punching Bag

[Skill]

Savage Onslaught ( Medium ) LV: ( 9 )

Ebb and Flow of Form ( Large ) LV: ( 6 )

Mystic Tether ( Medium ) LV: ( 5 )

[ Ability ]

Find more adventures on empire

Bullish Resilience

Charge of the Ancestors ]

Motherf*cker! Where did all these freaks come from? How can they all possess such formidable skills? It's been almost a year since I acquired my own skills, but I've barely encountered anyone with anything decent.

Here I had appraised three people, among two are slaves, yet their skills are more wondrous and enviable than even Sylphy's father's, Myne thought, his heart is filled with an extreme level of jealousy.

After all, Myne's cheap father-in-law is called a hero just because he has two very highest-ranking skills. But if he had been given the chance to choose, he'd definitely pick the skills of these guys.

Myne's frustration was growing, but one thing was clear: if this last dude didn't have anything special, none of them were leaving this place alive tonight. All those skills had their own unique qualities and unimaginable potential. He couldn't let them go, if possible.

With that thought in mind, Myne's eyes couldn't help but shine as if he was seeing walking treasure chests overflowing with amazing skills. After swallowing his saliva greedily, he shifted his head and appraised the last guy, who would decide their fate.

[ Name: ???

Level: ???

Race: Oni ( Sub-Species of Hell Demon )

Gender: Male

Age: 532 y/o

Occupation: ???

Title: ???

[Skill]

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