Chapter 74 Very Good! Very Spirited!

Chapter 74 Excellent! Full of Vigor!

The landlord charged over, eyes bulging with rage, ready to grab Lin Jianyuan’s collar.

Lin Jianyuan lowered his head, continuing to pack.

He merely pressed a hand against his chest, almost an afterthought.

Click.

The landlord only heard a "click."

The next second.

Bang!

It was as if he’d crashed into a wall at 200 kilometers per hour—his entire body violently flung backward by an airbag!

Fortunately, a sofa broke his fall!

The landlord stumbled several steps, landing hard on the sofa, instantly writhing in pain.

"You… you…" The landlord was horrified. "What did you just do? What did you do to me?! How could I…"

Lin Jianyuan: "For every action, there's an equal and opposite reaction."

Landlord: "Huh???"

The landlord felt that everything that had happened since encountering Lin Jianyuan today was utterly incomprehensible!

He slumped onto the sofa, his expression a kaleidoscope of emotions.

Wait, no!

The landlord suddenly realized.

What car crash and airbag nonsense!

Lin Jianyuan must have pushed him!

Otherwise, why would he have fallen so badly for no reason?!

Enraged by this thought, the landlord sprang from the sofa, pointed at Lin Jianyuan’s nose, and screamed, "You damn psycho! You fucking lunatic! If you’re sick, don’t go around hurting people! Fuck your mother, how dare you push me! How dare you lay a hand on me! Fuck your mother! You bastard! I’m calling the cops right now! How dare you lay hands on me, damn it! You deserve to be locked up in a mental institution until you die! Who the hell let you out to harm people, damn it! I’m going to sue that hospital into the ground!"

Lin Jianyuan paused.

The young man frowned, slowly turned his head, and said with displeasure:

"Who told you I’m mentally ill?"

"You’re not mentally ill?" the landlord cursed. "If you’re not mentally ill, why do you talk to yourself like some weirdo every day? Don’t think just because you close your door no one can see! Everyone’s eyes are sharp as a tack! Cut the crap! Get the hell out of here! Stop acting crazy! Get out! Drop dead, you lunatic!"

If it weren’t for the fact that this idiot paid his rent on time every month without fail, he would’ve kicked this lunatic out long ago!

Broke ass! Worthless! Idiot! Just seeing him brings bad luck!

The landlord had disliked him from day one!

And now this lunatic dared to lay hands on him? Fine! Don’t blame him for not holding back!

Lin Jianyuan stared silently at him.

Suddenly, he said, "Shut up."

The landlord, furious, roared, "Shut up? You’re telling me to shut up? What right do you have, you damn lunatic…"

Lin Jianyuan: "Even a rock is quieter than you. You’re making my ears ring. Keep your eyeballs and mouth under control, stop flapping. Your pants pocket is about to tear. Eye Vine? Eye Vine, why are you moving? I thought you didn’t understand human speech?… Stop. Don’t play tentacle games with this idiot. Doesn't it disgust you?"

Landlord: "???"

What the hell is this damn lunatic saying??

The landlord looked suspicious, suddenly feeling a chill behind him, as if something was rustling as it approached.

He whirled around in alarm but only saw an empty flowerpot.

A huge, empty flowerpot with nothing planted in it, just a big hole in the middle.

Landlord: "………………"

Shit!

What the hell!

What trick is this damn lunatic pulling now?!

Wait, no.

The lunatic was clearly standing right in front of him just now—he didn’t move an inch!

So how did this big flowerpot get behind him??

Who moved it?!

A chill ran down the landlord's spine, and he felt like the entire old dump of an apartment was suddenly downright creepy.

He’d never seen anything like this and for a moment had no idea what to do.

He could only mutter, utterly defeated:

"You… you stop with the crazy act here…"

Lin Jianyuan suddenly smirked: "If you hadn’t mentioned it, I’d almost forgotten—turns out I’m still mentally ill."

Landlord: "???"

Huh???

No, wait?

What does this kid mean?

Why is his smile so creepy all of a sudden!

The landlord immediately had a really bad feeling and couldn’t help eyeing the door. His instinct was to flee.

But then he saw Lin Jianyuan reach into his pocket…

The landlord gulped nervously, his heart beating faster and faster.

In the incredibly tense atmosphere, the landlord watched as Lin Jianyuan pulled out, pulled out... a...

Gar-bage bag.

Landlord: "?"

He could hardly believe his eyes.

He widened his eyes and rubbed them, double-checking.

What Lin Jianyuan was holding was indeed a black garbage bag.

Lin Jianyuan began stuffing things into the garbage bag while saying, "Big Mouth, organize everything inside your belly for me."

Landlord: "???"

Maybe it was just his imagination, but the moment Lin Jianyuan finished speaking, the black plastic garbage bag seemed to pucker at the opening and make a noise like "Got it"!

Landlord: "………………"

Is he insane, or am I?!

The landlord was both shocked and utterly bewildered.

But the scene before him was just so... normal!

After all, Lin Jianyuan was broke.

A broke person moving without any suitcases—using a garbage bag to pack things made sense.

Lin Jianyuan was a lunatic.

A lunatic talking nonsense to a garbage bag while packing also made sense.

The only thing that didn’t make sense was that the garbage bag made a sound...

Wait.

This is a plastic garbage bag.

Isn’t it normal for plastic garbage bags to rustle?

So that... also makes sense!

The landlord talked himself into confusion.

Right! Everything makes sense!

Then what exactly is off???

The landlord eyed the lunatic suspiciously.

After staring for a while, he finally noticed the problem.

This garbage bag—how is it so roomy??

The landlord watched as Lin Jianyuan opened the wardrobe and shoved all the clothes and pants inside.

That part still made sense.

Then he rolled up the bedding, stuffing the quilt, sheets, and mattress inside.

That part still kinda made sense.

Then he went into the kitchen and put pots, pans, bowls, and dishes inside.

That... sorta... made sense too?

After all, clothes and bedding are soft and hollow—they can be compressed.

What came next, though, made no sense.

Because Lin Jianyuan bent down, picked up the robot vacuum along with its docking station, and stuffed them all into the black garbage bag.

Landlord: "???"

Seriously, dude?

The robot is one thing, but the docking station is bigger than a water cooler bottle!

How the hell did that fit inside???

Weren’t there already clothes, bedding, mattresses, pots, and pans stuffed in there earlier?!

The landlord was completely dumbfounded.

His mind was completely focused on how this garbage bag could hold so much—what in the world kind of garbage bag is this?!

So much so that he didn’t even care anymore about the garbage bag seemingly talking back earlier.

Why is this garbage bag so damn big!!!

The landlord stood there in a daze, the more he thought about it, the more something felt off, and the more something felt off, the more creeped out he became.

He couldn’t take it anymore. As he fiddled with the doorknob, he said, "Uh, hey, take your time packing. I’ll just wait outside until you’re done—"

"No rush," Lin Jianyuan said calmly.

*Rattle, rattle.*

The landlord seemed to hear something like small, round stones rolling on the floor.

*Click, click.*

He tried turning the doorknob but couldn’t open the door.

The lock’s broken?!

Right now?!?!

Cold sweat instantly broke out on the landlord’s back.

Then he heard the fucking lunatic behind him say flatly:

"Don’t be in such a hurry to leave. Stay right here and watch. That way you won’t be able to accuse me of stealing anything that was originally in the apartment later."

The landlord's heart jumped.

How did Lin Jianyuan know he was planning to use that excuse to squeeze more money out of him?!

"H-How could that be..." he stammered.

Sweating profusely, the landlord leaned against the door, his hand still frantically jiggling the doorknob in a final desperate attempt.

The sound of click, click, click...

The lock seemed jammed shut by something—even putting his full weight into it, it wouldn't budge.

The landlord could only say, his face falling, "A-Alright, fine. Actually, I do—I of course trust you. Take your time. No rush at all. Take it slow, please don’t hurry..."

"Oh." Lin Jianyuan said lazily, "Then just stay there. Make yourself comfortable."

The landlord: "..."

This is my house, damn it! he thought.

But facing Lin Jianyuan, who could have an episode at any moment, the landlord was scared—truly scared.

He could only watch as Lin Jianyuan talked to empty air while stuffing items into that unusually capacious black trash bag.

It felt like standing on the edge of an abyss!

Treading on thin ice!

So why was that trash bag able to hold so much...

Finally, by the time Lin Jianyuan finished packing, the landlord no longer dared to even think about extorting money.

He hurriedly and politely showed him out.

Strangely, as soon as Lin Jianyuan was about to leave, the door lock mysteriously fixed itself.

The landlord could hardly believe it but was too afraid to question it.

He even felt a private sense of relief.

Thank goodness the lock was fixed!

Otherwise, would he have had to spend the whole day stuck with that madman?

The key slid into the lock like it was being swallowed by a throat.

Standing outside the door locking up, the landlord didn’t understand why he had such a weird thought.

He shuddered, a chill running down his spine.

Everything was just too creepy!

The landlord couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

When he ran into a neighbor downstairs, he couldn’t help but spill all of everything that had just happened, muttering, "Why was that trash bag able to hold so much?"

When he got home, he told his wife everything about his day, again muttering, "Why was that trash bag able to hold so much?"

Tossing and turning sleeplessly at midnight, he couldn’t take it anymore. He sat up, scratching his head repeatedly and muttering, "Why on earth was that trash bag able to hold so much???"

"Will you ever stop!" his wife roared.

"No, but it’s really strange!"

"Strange, strange! Strange your head! Just because that crazy guy is crazy, you have to go crazy too? You go check out No. 700 Jiangchuan North Road!"

"What did you say? You old woman, what did you just say?!"

"I said, you go check out No. 700 Jiangchuan North Road! You lunatic!"

"You’re calling me a lunatic? How dare you call me a lunatic?! I'll fuck your mom, you motherfucker, I'll fuck you!!!"

"What did you say? You fucked my mom? I'll fuck your uncle, you son of a bitch!!!"

The old couple, instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, jumped up and started slapping and punching one another.

Anyone who saw it would've had to say:

Excellent!

Full of Vigor!