An invincible journey starting from a different race

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"Yeah." Stank nodded and asked, "Any questions?"

"That's strange," Zita muttered, somewhat puzzled. "When Kolim came back, his face was incredibly red, his legs were shaking, and he kept mumbling something... I thought he was drunk, too. But he isn't? Then why did he react like that? What did you guys do last night?"

Stank and Ganqiu looked at each other, and then collectively shifted their gaze to Aesop, who was still studying his fingers. In the end, they said nothing, but just shook their heads repeatedly, looking very taboo.

"You guys..." Zita said helplessly, "You've led Lim astray. When he first came here, he was such a pure angel."

"No matter how innocent a person is, they can't stay innocent in Nightmare Town! This is the influence of the environment. What does it have to do with us?" Stank directly shifted the blame. "If you must say, it's the fault of the environment, it's the world's fault. This is... damn, why blame the world? It's obviously because he himself is an erotic angel."

Zita rolled his eyes and ignored Stank.

"So where's that kid Kolim?" Gan Qiu asked, pressing his hands on the table. "I want to ask him why he chose Jel over me, Stank, and Jel!"

"You'd better not disturb him. Lim lay down as soon as he came back." At this time, Medori came over and said angrily, "He even asked me for a day off, saying he wanted to have a good rest. Obviously, none of you are in trouble at all, but it turns out that when you get drunk, the only ones who get in trouble are the ones who are not drunk."

Seeing that Kelim was really that tired, they felt it was not appropriate to disturb him anymore.

Then, as if remembering something, Jer turned to look at Stank and Ganqiu: "So, did you write the review guide last night? I vaguely remember writing one before I completely lost consciousness."

"Everyone's written about it, but there's no way to read it." Stank spread his hands and said, "There's no information at all, no experience at all. The only thing I know is that when I wake up, all my money is gone."

Jer was stunned for a moment, then remembered that his wallet seemed to be empty, so he hurriedly asked for details. After learning about what happened last night, Jer's expression became strange: "I was wondering why that store was so profitable. It turns out this is the charging model. They are simply taking advantage of others."

"To be frank, it's true." Gan Qiu crossed his arms and nodded. "This is everyone's hard-earned money, and it's all been wasted like this."

Mei Duoli glanced at Gan Qiu and said, "How can it be called hard-earned money? Where did you get all that money? Don't you have any idea?"

"How did it come from? It's all our hard work!" Gan Qiu said somewhat dissatisfiedly, "Why, don't you sweat when you go to the Dream Demon Shop? Doesn't it require any effort?"

"What about the blood?"

"You haven't heard a single drop of..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking." Mei Duoli raised her hand to stop Gan Qiu from continuing. Then, as if she remembered something, she said with interest, "If that's the case, don't you have something to write about? Spending all your money and having no experience is also an experience, isn't it?"

"……What?"

"You could write a guide to avoid potential pitfalls. Haven't you done that before?" Medori said enthusiastically. "Speaking of which, I've always felt that the single score in the review guide is a bit unintuitive. Why not try creating a red list and a black list? The red list would be recommended nightmare shops, and the black list would be recommended nightmare shops to avoid. Wouldn't that help everyone avoid potential pitfalls? Wouldn't your review guide be able to be taken to the next level, and you wouldn't have to constantly be scrounging for royalties from Aesop's Fables?"

Medori originally thought that her proposal would be warmly approved by Stank and Ganqiu, but she did not expect that after she finished speaking, Stank and Ganqiu looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"Hmm?" Medori was a little confused. "You don't want to? Why is that?"

"It's simple, because things like the Red List and the Black List are completely based on personal opinion," Gan Qiu said. "They're inherently subjective. And everyone, even every race, has different levels of acceptance of the same thing. We can offer our opinions and give our own ratings, but it's best not to directly advise others not to go."

"Yes, especially with things like the Red List and the Black List. They easily lead people to form preconceived notions." Stank nodded, agreeing with Gan Qiu's statement. "It's simple. Take the Wine Fairy shop we went to last night. If it truly had no audience, it wouldn't have stayed open for so long. If everyone only went once, it would have closed down long ago. So, review guides have always been about writing down one's own feelings, and at most giving a score, but no matter how high the score is, it can only be zero. In other words, for us, the experience wasn't very good. But once there's a blacklist, it's a completely negative score. Many people will immediately rule out the shop without even reading the specific reviews."

Before Medori could even begin to speak after hearing what Stank said, Zita beside her murmured in admiration, "That's indeed the case. Furthermore, once red and black lists are introduced, the nature of the evaluation guidelines will change. More broadly, it will directly impact the harmony and unity of the various races, and the Church will definitely not allow that."

Since Lian Zita had already spoken, even if Medori wanted to refute, she had no way to do so. She could only pout and said reluctantly, "Then I understand."

Zita looked at Medori curiously. "Medori, haven't you always been unimpressed by Stank and the others' evaluation guide? Why are you so concerned today?"

"Uh, no, nothing." Medori shook her head repeatedly, as if a sore spot had been touched. "I, I just said it casually, I didn't mean anything special."

Medori's expression clearly showed her guilty conscience, but Zita had never been one to pry into other people's privacy, and the others were still not very clear-headed, so they didn't ask.

But in fact, Medori made this suggestion because she wanted money.

Because of a small incident at home, Medori urgently needs money, but she doesn't want to be a nightmare, so she thinks about whether she can take some other approach, such as giving some constructive suggestions to Stank and others' evaluation guidelines. If it becomes popular later, these guys will naturally give her some.

It's a pity that it didn't succeed.

Where can I get the money?

Medori thought for a moment, then turned her gaze to Aesop, who was still studying his fingers.

After hesitating for a moment, Medori carefully moved next to Aesop when no one else noticed her.

"Um, Aesop." Medori coughed twice, then said, "Didn't you say before that you don't care about money, but care more about Ou, Ou, Oupi..."

When she said this, Medori's face turned red.

Aesop nodded and said, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"Then, can you lend me a little money?" Medori's voice was as soft as a mosquito. "I, I'll let you touch my..."

Aesop was still concentrating all his attention on this divine power. He seemed to have had enough fun last night, and the sage was now acting like a saint. So, he didn't react much to Medori's words. He just said casually, "Oh, no need. Just take whatever you want."

Medori was slightly taken aback: "No, no need?"

"Yes." Aesop nodded and said, "The money is with Manager Zita. Just go and get whatever you need."

"But, but, why not use it?" Medori was puzzled.

"That's not necessary." Aesop said, "Not for now."

"Uh..." Medori has always been unwilling to exchange her body for money, even if the object is Aesop, so when she heard Aesop say that it was not necessary, Medori felt that she should be happy.

But she just couldn't be happy.

After hesitantly standing up, Medori asked again, "You really don't need it? Then I'll go get it directly. Don't regret it."

"Well, I don't regret it."

Now that I have said that...

Medori immediately walked towards Zita, but after taking two steps, she turned back feeling uneasy.

"Why don't you rub it a little bit?" Medori said, "Otherwise I won't feel safe holding this money."

Is it fun to pick at the air?

In Clim's room.

Kelim was in a very pious posture - with his hands clasped together, he sat on the bed in a duck position and prayed to the hot sun outside the window.

"Respected goddess, this is my one hundred and thirty-second confession since I fell into the mortal world," Kolim murmured. "This confession is different from the previous ones, such as visiting the Nightmare Shop, reading pornographic books, writing pornographic books, and secretly looking under Medori's skirt. Uh..."

Speaking of this, Kelim himself felt a little embarrassed. It seemed that no matter how you looked at it, his actions made him a fallen angel. Even if he had not reached the level of depravity, he was still a lustful angel.

Well... in the end, is Fallen Angel better, or is Erotic Angel better?

Kelim fell into deep thought, but it didn't last long before he suddenly came to his senses.

He couldn't even concentrate 100% when he was repenting.

This is too sinful!

Kelim hurriedly shook his head to get rid of the strange thoughts in his mind, and then he sadly discovered that there seemed to be nothing left in his brain except the thoughts. After eliminating the things that could be called thoughts, it seemed that only an empty shell was left.

Damn it! I’ve only been in the mortal world for over a year, and I’ve already fallen to this level!

Kelim was heartbroken.

But now is not the time to be sad, there are more important things to do.

"This time, I did something out of line again. It wasn't that out of line... but it certainly seemed to be," Kolim said. "I engaged in unclean behavior with my mortal brother... well, it didn't seem that unclean, but it certainly was somewhat unclean."

Kelim was very conflicted and he didn't know how to characterize his behavior last night.

"But please believe me, my original intention was good," Kelim continued. "Just like when I went to the Nightmare Shop, it was for a living, I read pornographic books for a living, and I wrote pornographic books for... the harmony of different races! The extraordinary thing I did this time was also because I wanted to take good care of my drunk companion. I had no choice but to do it... Oh no, I was forced!"

But the more Lim spoke, the more guilty he felt. He didn't know whether the goddess would believe him.

But the goddess is still asleep now, so she probably won’t hear my confession, right?

But my confession is for the goddess to hear.

But now I hope she doesn't hear it.

Kolim, oh Kolim, you are so depraved!

Kelim shook his head again to clear the distracting thoughts from his mind and continue his confession.

"Also, I clearly feel that he has stolen some of my power..." Kelim's voice became increasingly low. "I wonder if this will have any impact on you."

Yes, this is why Klim confessed.

While what happened last night was indeed shameful, it was essentially... just shameful. It was even less shameful than his visit to the Incubus Shop. After all, he hadn't done it voluntarily; he had been coerced. Neither the Goddess nor the Church would hold those who were coerced accountable.

But the problem is that the heavenly power in his body has been pried open a little, which is a very serious matter.

And this time, the part that was pried open was the part that was directly connected to the goddess.

Angels have two types of power: combat and non-combat. Combat power requires the Angel Ring, the ring on his head, to be intact in order to be unleashed, while non-combat power is primarily about communicating directly with the goddess, similar to the ability of a messenger.

In other words, angels are the derivative of the goddess's will, so this power is unique to angels.

But now, this will has been pried away by others, which has never happened before.

In other words, there is a person in this world who can establish direct contact with the goddess, and even the contemporary Pope does not possess this ability.

Although... the ability that Aesop pried away from himself was very little, and theoretically it was not enough to rely on this ability to directly contact the goddess. After all, even Kolim himself found it difficult to contact the goddess in heaven after falling into the mortal world and the angel ring was broken, not to mention that the goddess was still in a dormant state.

So, probably, maybe... nothing will happen.

Kelim kept comforting himself in his heart, but the more he comforted himself, the more anxious he became.

He originally wanted to tell Aesop directly and let Aesop think of a solution.

But when he thought of Aesop's past experiences - fighting Miss Huang at the bottom of the volcano, angrily killing the Forest Grandmother in the Yoel Forest, dragging out Miss Ling who was sleeping deep in the snowfield, and killing the terrifying existence in the depths of the ocean.

Any superior creature that comes into contact with Aesop seems to have a bad ending.

How could this not make Klim panic?

Lim really didn't know what Aesop would do if he found out that he had the ability to establish a certain connection with the goddess.

Although the goddess and these mythical creatures on earth are completely different, theoretically there is no creature in this world that can threaten her existence, but...

If theory really worked, Aesop would have died in a volcano long ago.

There is no other way but to confirm it hastily.

Kelim took a deep breath, and then slowly used the sacred power in his body.

He wanted to try to establish a connection with the goddess.

Let’s see if the goddess is affected.

Although this was an act of usurpation, after all, the goddess had already ordered that she wanted to rest and not allow any creature, not even an angel, to disturb her... but Lim could no longer care about that.

He held his breath and concentrated, slowly connecting his consciousness with that of the goddess far away in heaven.

In the mysterious whiteness, Kelim seemed to have returned to heaven.

Although he couldn't see anything clearly, he could hear sounds.

It was a light, very rhythmic breathing sound.

But very peaceful.

Just hearing this sound makes people feel at ease.

This is the goddess.

Kelim immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the goddess is still sleeping.

It seems that the little bit of power he lost did not affect the goddess.

After breathing a sigh of relief, Kolim felt dizzy and knew that his body could not support it anymore, so he prepared to disconnect.

But just before his consciousness was cut off, he heard a slight sound amidst the gentle breathing.