Chapter 5
Hung stood confidently before an old wooden house, his demeanor brimming with arrogance. The faint moonlight streamed through gaps in the roof, casting a scene both eerie and mysterious. Yet Hung paid no mind; for him, this was the perfect spot to take action.
"Time to get started. And just so you know, I'm not knocking!"
Without bothering to turn the door handle, Hung stepped forward and delivered a fierce kick, intent on making a statement.
BAM!
The rotting wooden door flew off its hinges, smashing into the wall inside and shattering into pieces. Hung strutted in like a gangster boss, cracking his knuckles and shouting:
"WHOEVER'S HERE, SHOW YOURSELF AND DONATE YOUR LIFE! Hear me? If it's one ghost, fine. If it's a whole squad, even better! I take bribes too—anything from haunted mansions to glowsticks worth five bucks! Y'all got that?"
His voice echoed through the space, but the only response was the chirping of insects from the woods and the faint whistle of the wind through cracks in the walls.
The interior was vast but desolate. Moss-covered walls, cobwebs thick in every corner, and the pungent smell of dampness filled the air. Broken furniture lay strewn across the floor as though the place had been abandoned for centuries.
Hung yawned, clearly unimpressed.
"Lame. I scream my lungs out, and not one ghost shows up? Y'all should run karaoke joints, not haunt houses! Seriously, I shouldn't have wasted my time on this ancient dump."
Just then, a creaking sound echoed from upstairs, making Hung straighten up. His eyes lit up like he had struck gold.
"Oh-ho! Finally! Come down here and let me exorcise you properly. Don't keep me waiting!"
Hung scratched his head and grinned excitedly. But as soon as he finished speaking, a nightmarish entity crept down the staircase.
It was a grotesque monster, its appearance so horrifying that any ordinary person would have gone mad at the sight. Its twisted body defied all logic, like a nightmare sketch drawn by a lunatic. A massive fleshy head sprouted countless eyes, each of varying sizes, all staring unblinkingly at Hung. Mouths gaped open in bizarre locations—from its chest to its arms—each revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth. Every step it took echoed with the sound of decaying wood.
The creature shrieked, its voice piercing like nails on a chalkboard:
"WHO DARES DISTURB MY ETERNAL SLUMBER?"
Hung showed no fear. Instead, he locked eyes with the beast and smirked mischievously:
"Oh really? Who dares disturb MY beauty sleep? I'm your daddy, kid! The handsomest man alive! And hey, looking pretty plump there, aren't ya? What's the deal—angry? Upset? Come at me! Eat me if you dare; I got plenty of blood up here."
The monster roared in fury and charged at Hung with terrifying speed, its intent clear—to tear him to shreds.
But Hung remained unfazed. Dodging effortlessly, he shouted excitedly:
"Nice move! Let's see how you handle my Kung Fu! Hiyah!"
Hung launched into a flurry of chaotic moves that only he would call martial arts. He flailed his arms and legs wildly—kicking chairs, punching the air—but somehow each random blow managed to send the monster flying.
"This here's my 'Cat Chasing Mouse' technique! How's that?" Hung yelled, delivering a swift kick to the creature's face.
"And this? 'Dog Chasing Chicken!' Bite me if you dare!"
Despite its formidable strength, the monster couldn't land a counterattack. Hung's unpredictable strikes were not only swift but inexplicably accurate. Each blow sent the beast sprawling and screeching in pain.
The system sighed in exasperation:
[I don't know whether to laugh or cry. You're winning, but… Seriously?]
After several rounds of chaotic punching and kicking, Hung decided it was time to finish the fight. Leaping into the air, he spun mid-air and unleashed a devastating kick straight at the creature.
"BEHOLD MY VICTORY KICK OF LEGENDS!!!"
BOOM!
The force was so powerful that the monster rocketed skyward, smashing through the roof before disappearing as a speck in the night sky.
Hung dusted off his hands and looked up smugly:
"Game over. Call me Hung the Kick Master from now on! Too strong, baby!"
At that moment, the system chimed in:
**[Congratulations! You have earned:
700 Retribution Points
500 Experience Points
New Skill: Gluttonous God Technique – Devour and Absorb All Energy Types.]**
Hearing that, Hung shouted in delight:
"Gluttonous God? Oh, this is dope! Now I don't just punch y'all—I'll eat you too!"
Without sparing a glance at the ruined house, Hung vaulted through a window and continued his quest for vengeance in the forest.
"Any more ghosts out there? Come at me! I'll take on everyone tonight!"