Su Zhan was carefully listening for any movement.
Suddenly, rapid footsteps sounded.
"Bang!"
The stall door was violently slammed open.
A middle-aged man drenched in sweat stumbled in, immediately locking the door behind him.
His obese body almost filled the entire stall.
Heavy panting echoed noticeably in the confined space.
Su Zhan's pupils abruptly contracted.
The commotion this idiot was making was enough to attract all the Mist creatures!
Su Zhan lowered his voice: "Open the door, we can hide together."
The man finally noticed someone else in the stall and nearly screamed in fright.
He desperately covered his own mouth, his eyes filled with wariness: "You, who are you? Why should I trust you?"
"I'm an Awakened."
Su Zhan said calmly.
The man's eyes instantly lit up, but then filled with suspicion again: "Empty words prove nothing, sh-show me proof..."
Su Zhan carefully unlocked the stall's deadbolt and stepped out.
Taking a deep breath, he mobilized the last remaining spiritual energy in his body.
His ability penetrated through the door panel.
Freezing the man's movements.
"Believe me now?"
Su Zhan patiently persuaded: "Open the door, I can protect you."
The man's expression shifted from terror to ecstatic joy, his hands trembling as he turned the lock: "Wonderful! You must protect me, I can give you money, lots of money—"
The door opened.
Su Zhan's hand chop struck his carotid artery.
The man's expression froze in ecstasy, his obese body collapsing limply.
Su Zhan caught him and slowly laid him down, ensuring no sound was made.
Now it was quiet.
This man had locked the stall door.
To avoid making noise by violently opening the door, Su Zhan had no choice but to resort to this measure.
Su Zhan glanced at the man who still wore a smile while unconscious, whispering softly: "Sleep, have a good dream."
Then.
He relocked the stall door and continued holding his breath while listening for movement outside.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
In the corridor.
The crawling sound noticeably accelerated, approaching the restroom...
Damn!
This damned burden!
Su Zhan cursed inwardly, holding his breath, not daring to make any movement.
He recalled the knowledge about Mist creatures he learned at Vermilion Bird Academy.
Voyeurs.
No hearing, no sense of smell.
But their vision was truly formidable.
In that translucent sac floating above their bodies, dozens of eyeballs could capture any subtle movement with 360-degree coverage.
Not just object movement, but even air vibrations, slight door panel tremors—nothing escaped those madly rotating eyes.
The fat man's commotion when bursting in had been too loud.
His heavy panting caused air fluctuations.
The vibrations from locking the door.
Even the subtle structural deformation from his obese body squeezing the stall.
All of this was extremely noticeable in the Voyeur's vision.
Su Zhan's hand chop had been a necessary choice.
An unconscious body at least wouldn't create new vibrations.
But now...
Fate would decide life or death.
"Bang!"
The first stall door was violently torn open by limbs.
Su Zhan's breathing almost stopped.
He could clearly hear the sound of the monster's limbs crawling on the ground.
Smell that mixed odor of blood and rot growing closer.
"Crack—"
The second stall door was torn to shreds by sharp claws, wood splinters flying.
Three stalls remaining...
Su Zhan counted every second.
His spiritual energy was already nearly depleted, and he'd wasted some on that fat man.
It had to be used at the most critical moment.
"Boom!"
The third stall was completely collapsed.
The toilet tank burst, water gushing out.
Two left...
At this moment.
The crawling sound stopped.
Su Zhan's pupils contracted.
"Bang!"
The fourth door was violently opened.
The monster discovered the unconscious middle-aged man.
Next came scenes that wouldn't pass review.
Warm blood seeped under the door crack.
Slowly spreading to Su Zhan's feet.
That horrifying sound abruptly ceased.
Dead silence.
Su Zhan could feel it.
That eyeball-covered sac was now pressed against the last stall's door panel.
The slimy sound of dozens of eyeballs rotating was clearly audible.
They were searching... peeping...
"Boom!"
The stall door was violently broken open.
Amid flying wood splinters.
A dark figure shot forward like a cannonball, crashing head-on into the Voyeur.
Su Zhan's transformation completed instantly.
Now his entire body was covered in ink-black scales.
Muscles bulged, tracing perfect yet ferocious lines beneath his skin.
Every tendon brimmed with explosive power.
His eyes became narrow vertical pupils.
The corners of his mouth tore to his ears, revealing interlocking pale fangs.
Fingertips sharp like blades.
The newly grown long tail cracked through the air with explosive sound, directly shattering three of the Voyeur's limbs!
"Hiss—!"
The eyeballs in the monster's sac madly rotated, six human-like arms simultaneously grabbing at Su Zhan.
Su Zhan dodged sideways, but still got grazed on his shoulder scales.
Sparks flew.
For a moment, his defense held.
Next moment.
His tail thrust out, precisely piercing through one arm!
Can't look at its eyes.
Su Zhan stared fixedly at the monster's chest.
The mental pollution from those eyeballs could instantly drive ordinary people insane.
Even Awakened would suffer severe mental contamination.
The Voyeur suddenly opened the circular mouthpart at its torso center, spewing a stream of foul-smelling mucus.
Su Zhan violently rolled aside to avoid it.
The mucus immediately corroded honeycomb-like holes where it splashed on the floor tiles.
His tail swept sideways, cleanly severing two more of its limbs at the root!
The Voyeur lost balance and fell.
Su Zhan tensed his muscles, ready to press his advantage.
But the moment he looked up, he met that eyeball-covered sac.
Damn!
Dozens of pupils simultaneously contracted, all locking onto his eyes!
Bad!
Su Zhan also felt dizzy, his vision beginning to show bloody double images...
At this life-or-death moment, his claws suddenly grew three inches longer, piercing into that sac with lightning speed!
"Squelch!"
Thick liquid gushed out.
Dozens of slimy eyeballs "plopped" to the ground.
Bouncing and rolling on the tiles.
These detached eyeballs initially kept rotating madly.
Pupils constantly contracting and expanding, as if still trying to unleash mental pollution.
But as the sac's fluid drained.
Their surfaces quickly turned grayish-white, beginning to shrivel at visible speed.
In less than ten seconds, these eyeballs completely dissolved into puddles of bubbling pus.
Emitting a pungent odor similar to formaldehyde.
The Voyeur's remaining limbs convulsed wildly before finally going limp.
Su Zhan gasped for breath as he retracted his claws.
These eyes were the Voyeur's weapon, but also its weakness.
Just puncture the sac, and it would kill them!
Su Zhan knelt on one knee, pressing his sharp claws against the Voyeur's corpse.
Wisps of white mist were drawn from the monster's remains.
Seeping into his body through his claw tips.
The Voyeur corpse beneath his feet rapidly dried up and weathered, eventually turning into a pile of ashes.
"Quite a troublesome creature."
Su Zhan felt the increase of power within him.
"Teammates, I hope you can survive well."
This was his genuine thought.