An invincible journey starting from a different race

Stank-chan looked at Aesop in shock, shouting in his heart.

Devil! Devil! He really is a devil!

But now, he has no choice. Between the two choices of leaving a black history and being really kicked by the wild uncle... he seems to have no choice.

An hour later, Stank lay on the ground with a lifeless face, looking like he had been beaten to a pulp.

Aesop, who had drawn a full stack of drawings, put away his paper and pen with satisfaction: "Stark, it's over. We are even now."

Stank-chan no longer wanted to reply.

And Jer and Bruce who were watching from the side also said... Wow, this is so cool to watch.

A reluctant Stank-chan, unwilling to be bullied by the feral uncle, was forced to wear all sorts of shameful clothing and pose in front of them. Even the escorts, who had performed countless escort duties, said they had never seen such a scene. After seeing it, they felt it was so unforgettable that they would never forget it.

Well, very unusual.

The two of them smiled unscrupulously.

Now that it's over, it's time to go back.

But at this time, the shop owner stood up again and said, "It's not time yet, you can't go back."

"Ah? We've been playing for so long, isn't it time yet?" Bruce asked.

"Who told you to let him drink four bottles..." the shop owner said, "After drinking four bottles, the effect of the drug will last at least until tomorrow morning, and then she can turn back into a man."

Tomorrow morning?

The three of them looked at each other. They couldn't stay here with her forever, could they?

But just pulling up your pants and running away seems a bit too scumbag.

Jer thought for a moment and said, "How about ordering a nightmare for Stank... I'm not talking about a feral uncle, but a real nightmare girl. Let her take care of Stank for a whole night, taking care of him in every way."

"I agree," Bruce said.

Aesop thought about it and felt that there was no problem, so he picked up the booklet of female nightmares, flipped through it, and then randomly selected one.

"Let's take this hyena girl." Aesop pointed at the heroic older sister in the album and said, "She looks pretty cool. She should be able to take care of Stank."

"Yeah." Jer agreed, "That should be the type that Stank likes."

"That's it then. We'll go back first. Stank, you have to enjoy yourself."

But the 190 Hyena Girl has...

The next morning, several people sat in the lobby of the food and wine pavilion and started drinking morning tea.

Yes, morning tea.

Originally, the food and wine pavilion didn't offer morning tea. After all, to put it nicely, this place was an adventurer's tavern, and adventurers didn't usually enjoy morning tea. To put it bluntly, it was a gathering place for escorts, and escorts were still lying in their nightmare beds early in the morning, so who would come out to drink a healthy morning tea?

But everything has changed since Aesop came here.

No matter what he experienced the night before or what kind of battle he encountered, Aesop would be revived with full health early the next day.

Then the squeaking sound of playing with toys would come from his room, waking up Medori in the next room. When Medori knocked on his door with resentment and yelled at him to behave himself, the others were also woken up.

Well, now that we're up, let's get to work.

So the food and wine kiosk added a morning tea service, and when Stark, Jer and others saw that there was morning tea here, they would usually crawl out of their nightmare beds early and run over to join in the fun.

In this way, the morning tea culture of the food and wine pavilion has emerged, and it can be said to be a breath of fresh air in the Dream Town.

But today, Stank is missing from the clear stream.

"Stink hasn't come back yet." Bruce said while drinking tea from his cup. "Is he really that happy?"

"After all, this is an experience I've never had before." Jer spread his hands, "So it's understandable that you'd enjoy it a little longer."

"Is it possible that it hasn't changed back yet?" Bruce asked.

"Well, that's unlikely. It's been so long." Jer thought for a moment and said, "But I can't really say for sure. After all, I don't know much about potions."

So, the two of them turned their attention to Aesop. After all, Aesop was the one who knew the most about potions among them. Especially after the trip to Yorg Forest, their experience was even more profound.

But Aesop seemed not to hear what the two said, and was still using the magic pen in his hand to complete the painting that Stank-chan had drawn last night.

His concentration was so intense that it looked like he was completing some great work of art, leaving the two of them speechless.

At this moment, a tired voice came from outside the store: "I'm back..."

When he saw the people in the store, his tone immediately changed.

"Ah, Aesop, Bruce, and Jer, are you back already?"

It was Kolim who spoke.

When they went to the Yor Forest two weeks ago, the store manager had also sent Kelim to buy spices from another old tree man. As a result, when they all returned from the Yor Forest, Kelim had not yet bought all the spices and even returned later than them.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Kelimu was also a little excited. After he went to the kitchen to hand over the spices to the store manager, he flew over to them excitedly: "Everyone, what did you do in the Yor Forest? Did you find anything interesting? Tell me about it... By the way, where is Stank?"

Klim looked around but didn't see any sign of Stank.

"Didn't he come back with you?"

"Well... it's a bit hard to put into words." Bruce said it was hard to put into words, but his expression was actually very excited. "Actually, there's nothing much to say about the incident in the Yor Forest. We had something more exciting last night..."

Jer coughed lightly twice, interrupting Bruce and saying, "Hey, Bruce, don't forget our promise to Stank last night. Don't tell anyone about what happened to him last night. Otherwise, he will definitely come back to settle the score with us."

"That's what you say, but Lim isn't an outsider."

"Let's wait until Stank comes back and see what he wants to say," Jer said. "Besides, don't you think some things are more interesting when they are said in person?"

Bruce immediately showed an expression of "I see," and then said with a smile: "You are the dogier of dogs, even more dog-like than a dog-beast man like me."

But when Lim saw the two of them starting to riddle people, he immediately became dissatisfied: "Why are you doing this?"

But fortunately, they were not the type to ask too many questions, so Jer quickly diverted his attention.

"Anyway, we just have to wait for Stank to come back," Jer said. "Before that, we can talk about other things."

"Are you going to talk about another nightmare?" Lim knew their daily topics very well. "Why are you talking about this in broad daylight?"

"No, it's broad daylight. We can keep things elegant. We're having morning tea, after all." Jer took another sip of tea and said, "Let me think about what to talk about... Well, let's talk about some lesser-known things. Those little bits of knowledge that you know but others don't. I think there's a lot of that among the other races. The customs and characteristics of those lesser-known races."

"Oh, so we're going to talk about this?" Kelimu was shocked. "This is simply an academic discussion. It's nothing like you guys."

"Haha, don't underestimate us." Jer snorted softly twice. "Don't think we are so superficial that the only topics we talk about are women."

"I really underestimated you guys before." Kelimu also sat up straight and said with great interest, "Can we start now? I've been staying in the sky all the time, so I don't know much about the other races in this world."

"Even if we stay on the surface, it's impossible to understand all the racial characteristics. We need to see them in person. If we can't see them, we can only rely on communication." Jer said, "Then let me start. Hmm, let me think about it. Do you know about centaurs?"

"Uh-huh."

"Centaurs' XP is based on legs. The stronger the thighs, the more they like them. They even like thighs to the point of replacing heads with them. It still makes them excited. So when you go to find a centaur girl's nightmare, you just need to..."

"Wait, wait..." Jiklimu felt something was wrong halfway through and quickly raised his hand to stop him. "Why are you talking about nightmares again? Aren't we talking about racial characteristics?"

"Just tell me if this is a racial trait?" Jer said. "It broadens my horizons and makes me feel high at the same time. How great."

Kelim: “…”

"It's my turn," Bruce said. "Then I'll talk about the winged people. Everyone knows that winged people need to lay eggs, right? But there's a rule for the number of eggs they lay. You know, Lim? Generally speaking, the more eggs a winged person lays at one time, the stronger their desire..."

boom!

Before Bruce could finish his words, Medori, who was passing by, threw a tray under the table with an expressionless face.

So they suddenly didn't dare to talk about the topic of winged people.

"Okay, okay, it's my turn now."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward and Aesop had no interest in joining in, Lim could only scratch his head vigorously, and after a long while, he finally uttered a sentence with a red face.

"This... I don't know if you know this, but I also heard it. It's that thing, the hyena tribe, whether male or female, has big hooks on their heads."

This moment.

Aesop stopped writing, Jer's face froze, and Bruce froze.

The three of them stared at Kelim in amazement, leaving Kelim somewhat bewildered: "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Then with a "bang", Stank pushed the door open and walked in.

191 Hmm? Why aren't you laughing?

The sound of Stank pushing the door was a bit loud, which made the people who were drinking morning tea afraid to speak for a moment.

It’s over, it’s over. It’s time to bring troops to hold you accountable.

Jer and Bruce were sweating profusely.

What should I do? What should I do?

Calm down and think about whether this is something excessive.

A crazy storm began to run involuntarily in the brains of Jer and Bruce.

He was turned into a woman against his will (even though he lost the bet), and there was a high possibility that he would be raped afterwards.

But then again, even if she was pinched, it was by a woman, not a man, so it shouldn't be a big deal if you think about it this way, right?

But that woman also has a big hook...

Damn, is that really all?

Jair and Bruce felt like their brains were freezing. No matter what they thought, Stank's next move should be to draw his sword, draw his sword, and draw his sword again.

The only question is who to strike with the sword. While Aesop should be the primary target, after all, it was Aesop who turned Stank into Stank-chan, the problem is that they also agreed to the crucial choice of the hyena girl last night. And they seemed delighted to watch Stank-chan being "humiliated" last night. So, no matter how you look at it, they're all accomplices. Shouldn't accomplices each receive a sword strike?

It won’t work. The excessive amount of thinking has really pushed their brains to the brink of breakdown.

But then again, they've been brainstorming for so long, why hasn't Stank drawn his sword yet?

With some confusion, some guilt, and some fear, they turned their heads and looked at Stank who had opened the door but had not come in.

Stank's expression wasn't as angry, aggressive, or overwhelming as they'd imagined. Instead, it was just a little strange.

"Haha, everyone's here?" Stank said, rubbing the back of his head. "Sorry to have kept you waiting."

...Strange, why is Stank so polite?

It's not even just polite, it seems... a little guilty?

But why is he the one who feels guilty?

With such confusion, Jer and Bruce exchanged glances with each other, and they both read doubts in each other's eyes.

This kind of reaction... Could it be that... Stank wasn't upset?

If you think about it carefully, this is very possible. After all, Hyena Girls don't just have big hooks, there are also normal ones...

The next second, they saw Stank limping in.

Isn't this still fucking being pouty? !

Jair and Bruce began to sweat again, thinking that Stank would eventually draw his sword, and this was just the last calm before the storm.

Thinking of this, they all looked at Aesop at the same time, wanting to see how Aesop would respond.

But unfortunately, Aesop's expression did not change at all.

Damn it, no matter what time, relying on this guy is the most useless!

Stank slowly sat down, still with no intention of drawing his sword, but that very awkward movement caught Klim's attention.

"Stank, what's wrong with you? You don't seem to be feeling well?" Kelim asked with concern.

Jer and Bruce's hearts suddenly rose to their throats.

"No, aren't you feeling unwell? No." Stank's expression remained unnatural as he answered. "But, maybe I just twisted my ankle on the way back."

"Is that so? Then you really need to be more careful."

...Strange? Why did you just say you sprained your ankle?