An invincible journey starting from a different race

The trio fell silent for a moment, and it was unknown how long it took before Kelimu asked cautiously.

"Aesop, I'm just curious. I'm really just curious. Just asking. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to."

"How did you become friends with him in the first place?"

Aesop: “?”

After some explanation, everyone understood what was going on.

"So you used the transformation technique back then," Jer asked. "Then, are you the same you now?"

Aesop nodded and said, "It's very tiring to maintain a new image that is completely inconsistent with yourself."

Jer agreed and said, "Indeed, becoming a different person is very devastating to the psychological health of the person."

As a magician, Jer finally felt that he and Aesop had common topics.

"Oh, that's not the case." Aesop shook his head and said, "It's just that the clothes are hard to wear after I got bigger, and they feel a bit tight in the crotch."

Jer: “…”

"In that case, why don't you just change it up in front of the boss when the time comes?" Stank thought it wasn't a problem at all. "And at worst, you can just pay for it."

"I can't pay that. This is what the boss owes me." Aesop said, "Only if I don't pay, he won't owe me. If I pay, he still owes me."

This argument left everyone a little confused.

"And I want to try out what that lizard man meant by freeloading." Aesop finally got to the point. "Is it really that exciting to not pay and just run away?"

"Well, it's better not to learn this kind of thing."

Stank and Jer immediately started to educate Aesop, while Zi Teng, who had been ignored for who knows how long, felt numb in both mood and legs.

Still discussing freeloading?!

I've almost wrapped myself up like a gift box and sent it to you, and you don't even look at me?!

Still thinking about getting something for free?!

Isn't this the one you're looking for for free?!

Zi Teng couldn't help but want to roar.

At this moment, Aesop suddenly turned his head and looked at Zi Teng, as if he had suddenly discovered something, and said without thinking: "Miss Zi Teng, your shoes are quite nice."

Zi Teng was slightly stunned, and then a feeling of joy surged in her heart.

Hahahaha, this brat finally reacted.

He complimented my breasts... no, my shoes were pretty.

Wait, how can it be shoes?

From Aesop's perspective, how could he see her shoes?

Zi Teng lowered his head subconsciously, and then finally discovered the key point.

She was so busy posing that she forgot she had a small flaw.

That is, although I have lived for so many years, I have always been in the state of budding lotus.

So when she was wearing such loose and cool clothes, she couldn't see any key points through the clothes by looking down at the direction of her head.

Even the most clear view...

Look directly at the shoes.

Forty-two branches dancing in the wind

As he watched Zi Teng leave in a daze, Stank felt even more confused, as if he didn't know why she was still here.

In the past, Shido would only come back occasionally (meaning every few years) to see Zita, then leave quickly, rushing off to train like a perpetual motion machine. But this time, he stayed for such a long time, and his actions left Stank completely incomprehensible.

Although what is in my mind is hard to understand, there are some things that can be seen.

After confirming that Zi Teng had gone far away, Stank stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "I think Zi Teng should be an adult, among the tree monsters."

"Yeah, it's been a while." Jer replied.

"Then why does it feel like it hasn't developed at all? You know what I mean, Jer." Stank gestured in front of his chest. "It's like it's underage. I used to think it was because it wasn't adult, but now it seems that's not the case. Is it really impossible to change? Come to think of it, it seems that Zita is the same. Why is that? Dryads are not flower demons."

Jel glanced at Stank and said, "Of course I know what you're talking about, but it's not her fault. Most tree demons are pretty much the same. Her father was the same."

"...Isn't it normal for her father to be like this?" Stank's mouth twitched slightly. "If her father is actually very wealthy, then that would be wrong, right? Are you sure you're talking about her father and not her mother?"

"Of course, I've never met her mother." Jer burped and then fell into reminiscence. "Back then, her father and I had just formed an adventuring team. We were all young and passionate, so we decided to pee against the wall to see who could pee the farthest."

Stank couldn't help but complain: "Your behavior is totally unworthy of the adjectives young and passionate."

"Hey, hey, hey, could you please stop interrupting me while I'm reminiscing about my youth?" Jer said angrily. "If you interrupt again, I won't say anything."

"Okay, okay, I won't fuck you anymore. I won't fuck you anymore."

Jer nodded in satisfaction, and after thinking for a moment, he continued, "Anyway, at that time we were competing to see who could pee farther and higher."

"The results of it?"

"My score is 2.4 meters, I mean the height."

"Not bad!" Stank asked. "What about him? Did he lose to you?"

Jair glanced at Stank and said quietly, "He peed all on my feet. Not a drop on the wall."

Stank was stunned: "Why is this?"

"Because while we were playing, there was a breeze, a light breeze."

"……so what?"

"His branches, as slender as catkins, danced wildly in the wind."

Stank was stunned for a long time before he suddenly realized what was being said. He then held his stomach and burst into laughter, slapping the table with such force that cracks appeared on the wooden tabletop.

Seeing Stank laughing wildly on this side, and Aesop on the other side with a confused look on his face, obviously he had not understood the metaphor with deep meaning, so after sighing, he explained it briefly to Aesop.

After listening to this, Aesop understood.

It turns out that the branches refer to this part.

"So, why is it so slender?" Stank asked, clutching his stomach after finally stopping laughing. "The dryad's body isn't small either, so why is that... vital part so off? Or is he the only one with that problem?"

"He explained this to me before," Jer said. "He said that the tree demons, generation after generation, have always been striving for growth. Those who don't often wither and die at birth because they can't compete with their kind for sunlight. So they have to work hard to grow taller. Only by growing taller can they absorb more sunlight and survive. So even if the tree demons use nutrients to grow taller during their development, the rest of the branches can grow as they please, as long as they can be used when the time comes."

The Stank people almost died of laughter: "This is too tragic."

Jer shrugged. "Who says it's not?"

At this time, Aesop, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again: "I have a question."

"Oh? You still have questions?" Jer turned to look at Aesop, "Just say it directly. I know a lot about tree spirits. I can tell you anything you want to know."

Jel thought that neither Zita nor Zito allowed them to tell Aesop about the flower, but if Aesop asked about it, he could answer it and it wouldn't be considered a breach of promise.

But what he didn't expect was that after a brief moment of thought, Aesop asked, "You just said that during the competition, the male tree demon's branches flew wildly just because of a gust of wind?"

"Yeah?" Jer didn't think much about it and answered casually, "What's wrong?"

"Since it was all flying around, did it really land so precisely at your feet?" Aesop wondered. "Did it really not splash anywhere else?"

Jer suddenly fell silent.

Bad memories came flooding back.

He looked at the pale yellow beer in the glass and lost his appetite even more.

"Let's talk about that nightmare shop you mentioned earlier." Jer changed the subject abruptly, pushing his beer a little further away. "When are we leaving?"

"Uh, have we just discussed the topic of departure?" Stank's mind hadn't yet come to its senses. "No, we are not talking about..."

"Alright, adventurers are supposed to do whatever they think of." Jer slammed the table and said in a shaky voice, "Time waits for no one. Let's set off now. We'll arrive tonight!"

Having said that, he ignored Aesop and Stank's opinions and rushed out, grabbing their hands.

But before they could take a few steps, a short figure rushed in and bumped into them.

"Hey, why are you leaving in such a hurry...Ganqiu?"

When they collided with them was a halfling wearing green clothes.

Seeing Stank and Jer, Ganqiu stood up instantly and said in a tearful voice: "Stak, Jer! Go and save Bruce, he's dying!"

Stank and Jer were shocked: "What happened to him?"

"He, he, he..." Gan Qiu was speechless.

"What the hell happened to him?!"

"He's... been drained!" Gan Qiu shook his finger violently. "I just checked."

"Not a drop left, not a drop left!"

Forty-three bastard, what’s that smell on you!

Twenty minutes later, Aesop finally saw the orc, Bruce, whom Stank and Jair had been talking about for two days, next to the garbage dump.

Bruce was a tall dog-beast, somewhat like a large black bear. If he could stand upright, he would surely be incredibly imposing. Unfortunately, he couldn't even stand up, and now he lay limply beside the garbage heap, like a broken rag doll. His body, which should have been very solid, now looked flat, giving him the appearance of being puffy.

"Why, how could this happen?" Stank immediately half-knelt beside Bruce, grabbed Bruce's hand, and shouted, "Bruce, wake up!"

"I don't know. Bruce and I returned to town last night, and then went out to have some fun." The halfling Ganqiu said while wiping his tears. "At first, I wanted to go to the flower fairy's secret tavern to see Nana's. I haven't had Nana's wine for a long time and it's really a bit strange. But the people there told me that the tavern has closed down and they didn't want to say more about the reason. It's really difficult. Then I thought about going to the puppet shop. I'm not bragging, but my skills in making puppets are unique. No one can compare to me..."

"Hey, hey, hey, Ganqiu, get to the point, get to the point!"

"Oh, oh, oh, this is the key point." Gan Qiu nodded repeatedly, and then said in a hateful tone, "But when I went to the puppet shop, I found that the shop was gone too. This is simply inexplicable! I just accepted a mission, and when I came back, my favorite place was gone. This is really outrageous!"

"Ganqiu!" Stank was in a state of panic. "The point I asked you to make was about Bruce! No one is asking where you went last night!"

"Really? Sorry, actually I found a really good incubus shop last night, and I decided to make it my favorite from now on... Oh, it's Bruce, it's Bruce."

"Let's put Bruce and the others aside for now." Stank let go of Bruce's hand, stood up and shook Ganqiu's hand. "Tell me quickly which nightmare shop you found again, and you're eating alone!"

The focus of several people immediately shifted from Bruce to Gan Qiu, and they began to discuss the recent opening of several nightmare stores.

It was not until Bruce raised his head tremblingly and said in a very weak voice, "I think... I can still be saved..." that everyone remembered that there was another person here, and that he was their partner who had been through life and death with them. They immediately regained their sense of loyalty and hurriedly carried Bruce to a place that was not so smelly.

Then he found that he still smelled bad, so he asked Aesop, who had the most sensitive sense of smell among the people present, to smell what the smell was.

Aesop just sniffed it casually, and his face immediately changed drastically, and he took several steps back.

"Hey, Aesop, don't make that face!" Stank said dissatisfiedly, "No matter what Bruce is like, he is still our brother! Brothers shouldn't be like this..."

"I smell a mixture of male and female hormones on him," Aesop said. "He must be a pig man."

As soon as these words were spoken, the three people who were originally surrounding Bruce instantly retreated to the same position as Aesop.

Stank was shocked: "Damn, how can it smell like a man?!"

Jer looked embarrassed: "Could this Bruce be a two-way plug?!"

Gan Qiu was even more distressed: "I just used my hands to help him verify whether he had any stock left. Damn it, I'm not clean anymore!"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was another shock. Soon, there was an uninhabited area around Gan Qiu. Everyone stared at Gan Qiu's hand, as if that thing had grasped the handle of some evil.

We are all brothers, and it is completely understandable that brothers have some abnormal hobbies.

But if you are perverted towards your brothers, then I'm sorry, I don't have a brother like you.

With that, Stank and Jer pulled Aesop up, one on each side, and immediately ran away. That was until Ganqiu shouted from behind, breaking his defense: "It's magic! I'm talking about magic! I'm checking his magic! What the hell are you bastards thinking!"

The trio, having run halfway, immediately retreated.

"So it's magic."

"Hahaha, that's what I was saying. Don't we know Gan Qiu's orientation yet?"

Everyone laughed and turned their attention back to Bruce. Stank and Jair stared at him for a while, and then had a terrible guess.

"This guy...isn't he going to look for those low-level nightmares?"

Aesop was a little curious: "What is a low-level nightmare?"

"They're a group of... very troublesome guys." Jer's face wasn't looking good either. "To be honest, I don't like to call those guys nightmares. Normally, I pay nightmares, but these nightmares, they pay me..."