Overpowered Soul Transmigrate In Apocalypse

Chapter 7: EP2: The first battle! Against the Bed

A clear white and jade-like obese hand came out from beneath the shallow water.

Thuck!

It touched the right side of the bathtub. The bulky hand exerted enormous force and hoisted an enormous fat body outside of the bathtub.

The body belonged to a man in his early twenties. His height was around 178 centimeters. His eyes and hair jet black like the furs of raven. He barely had any facial hairs.

His skin glowed with a white shine as his fat vanished at a visible rate. Nonetheless, the person seemed to be around a 120 Kg. Basically around 270 pounds.

The fat body came out of the bathtub.

It stood straight in front of the bathtub. He opened up his hands vertically.

"Which clothes would master like to wear today?" Asked his male servant whoo was looking at him.

"Anything comfy would do," Replied Feng Mei. He was still waiting for his servant to cover up his naked arse. His servants didn't react wildly at seeing him naked, as they have seen him naked for years.

Chandni took a hoody with a 5Xl size and a cotton pajama from the dresser.

"How about these" she said to Feng Mei.

"Wow, thanks, these are perfect!" Feng replied.

Her master praised her. It causing two bright red blush to appear on her mechanical face.

Dracula took the clothes from her hands and dressed his master.

"It is time time for me to pick up my sword!"

Their master shouted out a cliche dialogue. He ran out of the room. The wooden floor slightly trembled due to his weight.

The two servants looked at each other in the eyes.

"Why is master so excited?" She asked.

"Who knows," he replied.

Dracula followed behind his master. While, the housemaid started to clean up the toom.

Feng Mei ran towards the basement. His march stopped after he reached the in front of the basement door. He stood in front of the basement door because it was locked. The key to the basement door was required. Only then can Feng Mei continue on with his plan.

The dilemma he was facing could only be partially discerned by some, as only a true lazy sloth will understands his dilemma.

Feng dilemma was to decide whether he should walk up the dark stairs and go back to get the key or shout out loud and tell his servants to being him the key.

But both tasks required energy to perform.

A sigh escaped his lips. Feng Mei circulation of blood increased because of the stress induced by the dilemma. The increase of blood circulation caused the art of Blood Vessel tempering Heaven and Earth to increase in speed.

A cold hand touched Feng sensitive back while his head was downcast. It caused a chill to raise up his spine.

He didn't turn on the lights while going down the staircase. Darkness surrounded his vision. His fear was intensified by the fact that he saw a video of human cannibalism, just a day ago.

"What weird entity just spooked up behind me. Abracadabra, leave me alone. Oh ghost I am  too fat for you to carry," Feng shouted.

"Master, its just me," Dracula said. His words erased all fears that enriched Feng Mei heart.

"Oh it's just you. Phew, almost gave me a heart attack. Though, what are you doing here?" Feng said.

"I came because I already knew that master was going towards the basement. I also got the keys. Here master!" replied his servant. Dracula opened up his palm to show the basement key to his master.

The servant couldn't move ahead to open the door himself because Feng Mei body obstructed the staircase.

Feng took the key from his servant hands, only after a good whole ten minutes. At first, he couldn't clearly see where Dracula hand was because darkness filled his vision. Then, he mistakenly dropped the key. It took eight minutes to just find it.

Feng pushed the key into the hole and the basement door was finally unlocked.

They descended down the stairs of the basement. This time Feng Mei turned on the lights.

The basement was huge. It was way huge than a normal one. This basement was used to keep hold of a lot of normal stuff just like any other basement. Just that it was slightly... really just slightly different and danagerous from a usual basement.

It just didn't have licensed Desert Eagle and unlicensed QBZ-195 but also a row of smoke bombs.

A giant-ass sword was enclosed inside of a huge wall of glass in the middle of the basement. Its name read Bustermarm. Lot of weapons were placed around the giant weapon. The weapons ranged frok different comics to anime. There were many wooden sword. The weapon collection also had the entire Bleach collection. The weapon collection even had Toyoko bokuto.

All types of weapons belonging to the greatest warriors of mostly every anime was present in Feng Mei basement.

Feng Mei himself had created all these weapons three years ago. As he was a MagiMagi crafter.

These weapon didn't have their powerful abilities but they were still exquisite, well-defined and made from the best materials. Feng could have easily earned some millions dollar by auctioning these weapons.

'What weapon should I use?' Feng thought. While thinking he touched Tyorinmaru.

"Wait was I ever a sword wielder What type of weapon did I used for battle?" He said and began to think pensively.

It had been 4 years and he didn't give more than two shit about the time he spent on Eastern immortals Western God star clusters. Furthermore, he always had to think for sometime to recall his memories.

"I remembered I exchanged a promise to acquire the legacy of the dragon tribe - Dance of the dragon." Feng said after thinking for thirty minutes.

The martial art called Dance of the dragon was the very first martial art Feng Mei master gave him.Your f𝒂vorite stories on 𝒏ov𝒆lb𝒊n(.)c𝒐m

His master exchanged for a goddamn promise for this martial art even though that person was Feng Meu master. The promise led to him almost becoming a breeding machine for a whole tribe of lustful dragons.

Thankfully he escaped, god bless the blessing of the void. Otherwise, his wife would had cut off his little brother and shove it down his mouth. 

"Dance of the dragon, " Feng said and narrowed his eyes in thoughts.

The Dance of the dragon was a common martial art with a unique name. It required a pole type weapon to perform. Feng picked up a glaive-like bladed pole weapon from his weapon collection. 

The glaive-like bladed pole was shaped like a spear.

Right than, Chandni also appeared in the basement. It is because she had cleaned the room of her master. She knew where her master and mister Dracula had gone. It is because she shared a Gps tracking device with Dracula and her master.

"You guys should start packing up these weapons. These smoke bombs will come in handy and yeah just take the barrels of bullets from other pistols and rifles, since we only have limited silencer. Soon, we will be going out for a picnic. We won't be returning back for a long time," He told Dracula and Chandni.

Dracula started putting the various stuff into the nearby huge military backpack. He took extra care when he began to store the smoke bombs.

Chandni looked at her master with her mechanical moon like eyes.

"Master are we really gonna go somewhere for picnic.  Are we really gonna head out of the house for a really long time?" she excitedly exclaimed.

"Yes, we might not even return. My body will be excreted from all toxins within a week. Then we absolutely will go out away from our home for a long time." Feng said while patting the round head of his excited robot.  He used left-hand his left-hand because his right hand withheld the spear-like glaive.

Chandni was excited because she had never left the house even since she was activated. Chandni had always stayed in this house. The same partially applied for Dracula. Though, Dracula has left the house to buy groceries from the nearby supermarket. But Chandni never did. 

Feng Mei left the basement with Chandni and Dracula. A huge backpack holding different arsenal was worn by Dracula. The backpack was twice Dracula size. 

They went back to Feng Mei room.

Feng Mei stood in front of his costy bed. He opened his mouth and started a heavy heartfelt speech "Comrade You have accompanied me for years dissolving me in your comfort and warmth. I love you deeply! I really Do! But I can't afford to lay upon you once again. Cause I know if I do I might just lose all my motivation"

"Master What is he doing?" Chandni curiously asked Dracula.

"Don't try to understand. It will be best if you don't" Dracula patted Chandni shoulder.

Feng raised up his weapon while crying. His hand trembled hand as slashed at the million-dollar Bed. The bed which had become a part of Feng Mei body for six whole month.

The bed split into two pieces. The electric wires wrung out and electricty glitched around them. Almost as if the soul of the bed was complaining about its unfair and unreasonable death.

"Comrade! *Snob *Snob* Snob* Oh Comrade!" After slashing the bed he couldn't hold on anymore and dropped to his knees while busting into loud cries. Feng cried like a child mourning in front of his parents grave or a newly made widow crying because of her ill fate.

"Why is master crying?" Chandni asked Dracula. She was bewildered yet worried about her master.

"We don't have enough knowledge to understand master thoughts. But our program is installed with many knowledge related to human emotions. My knowledge tells me that a person cries when he is suffering a heart break," Dracula replied.

"Heart-break. I know heart-break" Chandni said."I saw it happen in many dramas! The male lead heart break when his women leaves his side to chase after money. But master never had a girlfriend" Chandni said.

"Chandni, my calculations tells me that master is heartbroken. It's because the bed was master wife!" Dracula answered back to chancni.

The words of his servants stabbed deep into Feng Mei heart. He really didn't have a girlfriend in this world. The bed was definitely not his wife. His servant also really lack common sense. What a ill fate.

Feng bursted into laughter and cries, acting like a maniac. He remembered nine people that he mystically forgot for no reasons. Memories of nine people overwhelmed Feng Mei brain with undesirable pain. Almost as if thousands of needles were prickling his scalp. His servants failed to notice and Feng could only wail like a pig due to the pain.

Dracula shut down his sound receptor due to the pig-like wails.

"Now-Now Master, all pain will go away with time!" Dracula patted the heart-broken Feng Mei back while chanting a magical pain go away spell. Chandni also joined in on the action. They smothered their silly master who went off to sleep. Actually, Feng lost his consciousness due to the overwhelming pain.

(Year 2025 - Month May - Day 18 Ends)