Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

Zhang Chunliang bought a large plastic basin, filled it with cold water from the tap, and threw the octopus into it.

He squatted beside the basin and looked at it curiously for a few times, and found that the octopus was really beautiful, so beautiful that it was unlike any other octopus he had ever seen.

It was only half the size of Zhang Chunliang's forearm, and its entire body was round and plump, covered with a silver-blue film that reflected brilliant colors in the water. Its eight tentacles swayed slightly in the water, with pink suction cups and round claws. It was not as ugly, skinny, and clinging as ordinary octopuses.

It should be the kind of little plaything that girls like very much.

Zhang Chunliang was a little puzzled. Such a beautiful and rare little thing would be very impressive even if it was kept as a hotel facade. However, they were willing to kill it and sell it to him for 130 yuan. It was also very strange.

Zhang Chunliang pondered for a moment, then raised his chopsticks, picked up one of the octopus's tentacles and shook it. It was soft and chewy.

He breathed a sigh of relief - it looked like he wasn't dead yet.

He had never kept an aquatic animal before, had no idea how to take care of it, and the creature looked like it was going to die soon.

He planned to look up some information on raising marine life tomorrow and then make plans. It was too late today. He had worked all day and wanted to rest quickly.

After washing up, he lay on his bed, smelling the stench that lingered in the room for a long time, and sighed.

He wanted to give his room a thorough cleaning, but he was worried that such a lavish cleaning would arouse the suspicion of his neighbors, so he could only secretly take some garbage downstairs when he went out every day.

It's already midnight.

The soundproofing of the buildings in the community was very poor. He heard a couple arguing at the top of their lungs downstairs, with the faint sound of a child sobbing.

He was so sleepy that the sounds were like a lullaby, making him close his eyes tiredly.

"Tick." A drop of fishy-smelling water fell on Zhang Chunliang's bed.

The giant octopus had been in the hotel aquarium for a long time and had a fishy smell on its body, which successfully covered up the abnormality in the house.

On the roof of Zhang Chunliang's bedroom, there was a strange creature lying.

It was covered with lumps of flesh, had dark green skin and wet mucus, and its huge eyes stood out on its flat face. It was lying on the ceiling motionless.

If Zhang Chunliang discovered this guy at this moment, he would definitely be surprised - this toad-like monster actually has the landlord's face.

A long dark purple tongue slowly fell from the roof and landed next to Zhang Chunliang.

It patiently left wet traces on the bed, as if looking for something, and its mucus-filled tongue almost licked Zhang Chunliang's sleeping face.

"Blah blah blah..."

There was a soft, wet sound coming from the toilet, as if something was crawling towards the bedroom.

This sound briefly attracted the attention of the Toad Man. It had evolved the ability of night vision, so it easily saw the monster that had walked to the bedroom door -

Yes, even though it has been alienated into such an ugly appearance, it still calls that thing a "monster".

It was a giant octapodal monster with a black and purple body and a mouth as huge as the abyss. Its huge body blocked the entire entrance tightly. Its thick tentacles, as tangled as old tree roots, kept twisting and wriggling. They were covered with densely packed twitching suction cups, looking like a bunch of hungry mouths.

The monster opened its ferocious mouth towards the Toad Man, emitting a silent scream. Its mouth was densely packed with sharp teeth like a meat grinder. The Toad Man trembled all over, and even had some difficulty holding on to the wall, as if he would fall on Zhang Chunliang in the next second.

This was the first time since the mutation that it felt so close to death. At this moment, it opened the window at the fastest speed in its life and climbed the wall to escape into the distance.

The monster suddenly became quiet, and like a deflated balloon, it slowly shrank back to the size of a football. Its tentacles also began to become moist and pink. It tiptoed on the floor with its tentacles, leaving a wet mark, then attached itself to the scratched wooden bed legs and crawled to the head of the bed.

Its small, dark green eyes emitted a faint fluorescence in the night. It stared intently at the person sleeping on the bed, and gently touched the scar on Zhang Chunliang's forehead with one of its tentacles.

After a while, it curled up, tucked all its paws under its body, and lay on the bedside table like a round balloon, motionless.

……

Zhang Chunliang stood by the bedroom window, frowning as he observed the strange mark.

His window had opened by itself at night, and there were some messy wet paw prints on it. He compared it with his palm and found that the paw prints were even larger than those of a strong adult man like him.

Something came into his room at night.

And left some strange slime on his bed.

For some reason, the thing didn't hurt him, but instead crawled around his room and made his floor wet.

He pursed his lips, picked up his backpack and left - all the important items were carried by him, and there was nothing valuable left in the house.

Before going to the construction site, he glanced at the octopus in the basin.

The guy changed his posture, spread out his tentacles limply, and floated on the water, apparently still alive.

Zhang Chunliang pondered for a moment, found a used beer bottle, washed it and put it in a plastic basin - pets all need toys, and he hoped that this bottle could give it some comfort.

……

"Sorry." Zhang Chunliang bumped into a young man at the entrance of a construction site. He apologized politely and strode into the site.

Wang Jun rubbed his sore shoulder and stared at the handsome guy who just ran past with confusion - he always felt that the person who just ran past looked a little familiar.

"Zhang Chunliang - you're late! I'll deduct fifty from your salary today!"

Zhang Chunliang had just swallowed the last bite of roujiamo and felt a little frustrated - he had waited for more than ten minutes for this bun and missed it in time.

He gets hungry too easily, and his legs become weak if he doesn't eat something in the morning.

Wang Jun trembled all over, his heart suddenly started beating violently, and his legs became so weak that he almost collapsed to the ground - Zhang Chunliang? !

Is... is it Zhang Chunliang? Is it really him? Could he be the person he knew in his previous life? !

Why is it completely different from what he remembers!

He had met this man once before. Zhang Chunliang had given Wang Jun a bottle of water when he was about to die of thirst. In his memory, he was gentle and handsome, with a beautiful face that made people unable to guard against him and a slender and weak figure.

Of course, the kindness of just a drop of water would not be so unforgettable.

He remembered deeply that it was this gentle young man who single-handedly raised three of the most powerful alien monsters in the apocalypse and was called the "Father of Aliens" by the survivors of the apocalypse.