Surviving In This Filthy World As A Novel Villain

"I'm not crazy!" Eric Vaughn yelled, his eyes totally red. You could probably hear his shouting downstairs.

Alex just rolled his eyes. "That's what all the crazy people say."

[The Protagonist 'Eric Vaughan' has a Mental Breakdown. Congratulations, you have earned 1000 Critical Points.]

Eric Vaughn snapped.

This was the guy! The one who stole the women meant for him, twice! The one who was always messing with him, twisting things around, lying, and making him look bad.

Damn him!

Eric was so mad he couldn't think straight. Holding the bags of waste in his left hand, he swung his right fist right at Alex's head.

He was fast, and his aim was good. In a flash, his fist was right by Alex's temple.

He wasn't just trying to hurt him; he was trying to kill him.

Alex felt the punch coming close but stayed cool. With his old body, he couldn't have dodged it even if he wanted to.

But now? After getting over a hundred thousand Critical Points from Eric and making his body stronger, he didn't need to move out of the way.

Before, he couldn't dodge. Now, he didn't need to.

Pow!

Alex casually reached out and easily grabbed Eric's fist, stopping the full-force punch dead.

Seeing his best punch stopped so easily, Eric's face went pale. He wanted to pull back, but it was too late.

Bam!

A hard kick landed right on Eric's chest. He flew backwards instantly, crashing onto a wooden chair with a loud Crack!

Eric lay there on the broken chair, white stuff foaming from his mouth. His backside was bleeding badly, and the waste bags had ripped open, spilling all over him.

Just looking at him, you'd think he was about to check out for good.

But it wasn't over.

Right as Alex kicked Eric away, he sneakily used a [Bad Luck Charm] on him.

Eric sat slumped on the chair pieces, his eyes rolling back. He coughed up a nasty pile of brownish stuff. His hospital gown was soaked with his own pee, and the stitches on his butt from last night had torn open again.

Eric didn't even notice all that, though. Because the wooden chair under him suddenly went CRACK! again. Maybe the chair was just cheap, or maybe he hit it too hard.

The chair fell apart completely. Eric dropped straight down. And just by chance, a broken piece of the chair leg, sharp and jagged, was standing straight up right under his butt.

There was a wet thump sound, and the whole room went dead quiet.

Hiss!

The doctors in white coats, even Alex and Riley, couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath.

How thick was that chair leg?

Nobody had measured it, but it was definitely thicker than a girl's arm.

Even though the leg was broken in half, that half was still longer than eighteen centimeters.

Right then, Eric's butt felt completely numb. He slowly looked down, still a bit confused and maybe even relieved for a second.

Huh? I landed hard but didn't feel any pain? Did I somehow get super tough skin?

The next part was well, basically: Eric looked down and saw a mix of yellow and red stuff pooling beneath him. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

[The Protagonist 'Eric Vaughan' has a Mental Breakdown. Congratulations, you have earned 10000 Critical Points.]

"My butt!"

Eric couldn't handle it. The shock was too much. His eyes rolled back, his legs kicked out, and he passed out cold.

The doctors and experts in the room finally reacted.

"Quick, help him!"

But all they did was yell. Not a single person moved forward.

They honestly didn't know where to even start.

How could they help someone covered from head to toe in pee and poop?

They were doctors. If someone was covered in blood, had broken bones, or even had guts hanging out, they could jump in without blinking.

But they'd never seen a patient who looked like he just crawled out of a toilet. It was just... too much for them to handle right away.

The whole hospital room smelled like a toilet.

"Let's get Riley and her Grandma a new room first. This is gross. Having a psycho show up is bad luck," Alex said, pinching his nose. His face clearly showed he hated it. It was just disgusting.

Last time Eric Vaughn pooped his pants on the street, Alex drove away immediately. But this time, he was right here, stuck in this small, closed-off hospital room. The super-strong toilet smell wasn't going anywhere.

The doctors in the room let out sighs of relief. About seven or eight of them quickly gathered around Ann, sticking close to the walls to avoid Eric as they practically ran out.

"Let's go too," Alex said with a smile, patting the naive female lead's hair.

Riley nodded, then hesitated. "Boss, he... he won't die, right?"

"Don't worry. This is a hospital. He won't die. The butt doctors will be up soon," Alex said calmly with a smile.

It wasn't time for Eric Vaughn to be taken out yet. He was still a good source of points. Unlike Jed, who was stingy, Eric gave up Critical Points easily. Alex planned to squeeze every last point out of him before handing him over to Henry. After all, he promised Henry he could personally feed the [Dick Exploding Pill] to Eric. A promise is a promise.

Just after Alex and Riley left, the butt doctors and nurses hurried up. Seeing Eric looking like he'd crawled out of a sewer, and smelling the thick toilet stink filling the room, they all covered their mouths and just stood at the doorway.

About two and a half minutes passed.

"Woof."

Hearing that familiar sound, all the butt doctors and nurses breathed a sigh of relief. Help had arrived.

[The Protagonist 'Eric Vaughn's luck has taken a big hit. Luck Level decreased. Current Luck Level: 3]

"His level dropped again?"

Just as the system message ended, the head butt doctor walked over with a report. Since Alex had specifically asked to be kept updated on Eric Vaughn, the hospital reported any changes right away.