An invincible journey starting from a different race

At Stank's reminder, Jel and Ganchu immediately turned Kolim over, facing up, but his hands and feet were still controlled by them and spread wide apart.

It’s over, I’m really going to be kicked out.

Why, would this happen?!

But Lim's face was full of despair... well, it didn't seem very desperate.

After all, since the day he came into contact with these old bastards, he had been thinking in his heart whether such a day would come, so he had already prepared himself mentally.

But when that day finally arrived, he still felt...

"Hey, hey, hey." Stank walked slowly towards him, "Are you ready?"

Kelim gritted his teeth, turned his head to the side, and acted like an angel in distress.

Then he felt a huge dark shadow reflected on his face.

This, this is too big, right?

But Lim became even more desperate.

...But why is it square?

Before Kelim could react, he heard a rustling sound. It was obvious that he was not unbuckling his belt, but flipping through a book, accompanied by a "tsk tsk tsk tsk" sound: "I knew it, I knew it. Kelim, you really are an erotic angel. You actually subscribed to so many pornographic books!"

Small, pornographic book?

But Lim turned his head and saw that Stank was holding several pornographic books that he had looted from under his bed. He was shaking them in his hands with a playful expression.

Huh…?

Kelimu was a little confused: "What are you doing here?"

"Medori said you subscribed to a bunch of magazines, so we came here to check it out," Stank said excitedly. "I didn't expect there were so many. Kelim, you've really fallen."

Kelim was stunned for a long time before he gradually came to his senses.

"Are these the books you're looking for?"

"Yeah, what else?" Stank looked at Klim with some confusion, "What else do you think we are going to do?"

Kelimu's face gradually turned red. He took several deep breaths and then suddenly broke free from the restraints of Jier and Ganqiu: "You bastards! You actually, actually, actually took my book! No, you actually broke in...Ahhhhh!"

The change was so great that Kolim didn't know what excuse to use to get angry. He could only rush to Stank and snatch all the books away: "Give them back to me!"

But he had ordered so many books that he snatched the book from Stank's hand when he saw Ganchu and Jer sitting on his bed, reading a few other books with great interest, and occasionally praising him: "Ah, Kelim, is this the type of book you like? Hmm... seems a bit masochistic."

"No, no!" Ke Lim's face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Can you guys please go out? Can't I buy a few books to read?!"

"Of course you can, or rather, it's a good thing you have such a hobby!" Stank said with a raised eyebrow, "So today's Incubus Shop depends on you. Come on, choose your favorite book and come with us."

"What, what Dream Shop?" Kelim was a little confused. "What does it have to do with books?"

"Stop talking nonsense. A man's journey should be with the sword, not with the mouth." Stank waved his hand and said heroically, "Let's go first, and we'll explain on the way."

Jer asked, "What about these books?"

"Take them all!"

But Lim watched as several people nimbly carried his treasures out, his eyes widening immediately. "Hey, hey, hey, how can this be?! Let go, you bastards, let go!"

Kolim wanted to go up and stop them, but unfortunately, Kolim, who was delicate and easy to push down, was no match for these guys at all. He was swept up and rushed out of the Nightmare Shop with them.

……

After a while, Kelim finally understood what he was going to do tonight.

"Are you saying that Aesop's teacher recommended you a very novel dream shop?" Kelim looked strange. "Do you need these books of mine?"

"Yeah." Stank nodded and said with a smile as he walked. "Then Medori told us that there were pornographic books under your bed, so we came to find you."

"Medoli..." Kolim gritted his teeth, furious and puzzled. "But why do you guys need Aesop's teacher to introduce you to the Dream Shop? You're the locals, aren't you?"

"Because we have different perspectives on choosing a Dream Demon shop." Jel gestured with his hand in front of his chest. "We usually look at this, but Aesop's teacher focuses on other things. Tsk, how should I put it? Although some of Aesop's teacher's ideas are indeed too shocking and not like those of a normal human being, the shops he recommends and says will definitely satisfy us must be pretty good... By the way, Aesop, why didn't your teacher come with us?"

Aesop, who was walking in front, replied, "He said he would never go to the same store twice."

"Is that so? That's quite an idea."

"No, because he has no money, so he has to invest his limited money into more nightmares."

Everyone: "..."

Because of the night's battle at the Dream Demon Tower, which had triggered a night-long barrage of cannon fire, Dream Demon Town was quieter than usual today. Most of the Dream Demons were also languishing after the seven or eight consecutive battles last night, so all they saw were "Closed" signs.

"This is war," Stank sighed suddenly. "The trauma of war is truly enormous."

"That's right, indeed." Gan Qiu nodded, "So, let us handle this brutal war."

Everyone nodded at the same time.

After a lot of twists and turns, they finally found the Dream Demon Shop recommended by Kent in an alley.

The name of the Dream Shop is "Wish Come True".

"What the hell is a wish come true?"

Kelim muttered something, then pushed open the door of the Nightmare Shop, and then saw the dazzling array of paintings hanging on both sides of the wall.

405 Her name is Stank Sauce

"Hey, hey, hey, Stank!"

"Well, what happened?"

"Did we...come to the wrong place?" Kelim looked around nervously. "This doesn't look like a nightmare shop, does it? It's clearly an art gallery."

Yes, this store is different from all the nightmare stores they have been to before.

There were no nightmares or receptionists, only portraits hanging on the walls on both sides and a clay sculpture in the center.

How could a place so full of artistic atmosphere be a nightmare shop?

But Lim felt that standing here and having those awkward thoughts was a blasphemy to art!

"No way, it should be this store... And why are you asking me?" Stank glanced at Klim. "It was Aesop who led the way. Why don't you ask Aesop?"

Kelim puffed out his lips.

Isn't he embarrassed? Ever since Aesop... cough cough cough the night before, Kelimu has been deliberately avoiding Aesop, not even daring to look at him. If he hadn't been dragged out by Stank and Jer this time, he wouldn't have dared to go out with Aesop.

What if Aesop gives...

Thinking of this, Kolim secretly glanced at Aesop and found that Aesop didn't notice him, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

After entering the shop, Aesop's eyes kept wandering over the paintings on both sides of the wall, and finally landed on the stone statue in the middle. After staring at it for two seconds, he walked over and spoke to the statue: "This is the Dream Demon Shop, right?"

Huh? Why are you talking to a statue?

Before they could react, they saw the statue's "mouth" suddenly open and emit a pleasant voice: "Guests really have good eyesight."

The sudden sound startled everyone.

Damn, the stone statue can talk.

Besides Aesop, Jer, the most knowledgeable person present, guessed something and came over to ask, "Painting and Calligraphy Elf?"

"That's right, young elf. In a sense, we are of the same race." The calligraphy and painting elf waved his arms. "Come and say hello to the guests."

Then, the portraits on both sides moved: "Good evening, I'm Nicole~"

"I'm Liya~"

"Hey, I'm Karan."

Logically speaking, it would be very strange no matter how you look at it that these paintings suddenly moved and made sounds, but since the girls in these portraits are all very pretty and have pleasant voices, and their opening sounds are like spring larks, it inexplicably makes people feel a sense of enjoyment.

"What is a calligraphy and painting elf?" Gan Qiu made an uncultured sound at the right time.

Jer explained, "Some ancient paintings gained spiritual energy over the ages and were eventually given life by the goddess—this is the origin of calligraphy and painting spirits. They can then escape from the paintings and possess various paintings, playing a role in maintaining and preserving those precious works of art."

"Oh~ I think I've heard of it too. They're a race created by God, right?" Kelim put his finger on his chin, reminiscing briefly, then said, "But shouldn't painting and calligraphy elves work in museums? Why would they become nightmares?"

After hearing Klim's question, the painting and calligraphy spirit that possessed the statue waved its hand and said, "Hey, being a cultural relic maintainer is not as profitable or fast as being a nightmare demon."

Kelim: “…”

"Besides, aren't you an angel?" The calligraphy and painting elf looked at Klim curiously, "Why would an angel come to the Dream Demon Shop?"

"...Yes, I'm sorry. I was too arrogant just now."

"Ah, no, I just asked casually," the calligraphy and painting elf said. "Actually, we didn't plan to open a Dream Shop at first. One day, a puppet came to the museum. I think her name was Decisive Battle Weapon or something like that. She used to run a Dream Shop. When we chatted with her, we found out what a Dream Shop was all about. It was her suggestion that we open a Dream Shop."

Decisive battle weapon?

Stank and Jer looked at each other.

I always feel like...he's someone familiar.

They couldn't help but recall the mixed-race puppet shop owner who had been so determined to work in a museum just by lying down a year ago, and couldn't help but sigh, "It's really like people outside want to get in, and people inside want to get out."

"Ah... what a philosophical conclusion, but could you please not use it in places like this?" Gan Qiu rolled his eyes and then asked the statue elf, "So, what kind of gameplay do you guys have?"

"It's very simple." The statue elf raised a finger and said, "We calligraphy and painting elves can enter any painting and become the characters within it. We can even pull you into the painting for a short time. Hehehe, after talking about this, don't you still understand?"

Everyone realized it.

Doesn’t this mean that you can go into the book and become the male protagonist in the book!

But Lim also understood why these guys moved all his collections here.

But can't you just move your own, assholes!

"Oh, it looks like you've prepared something." The statue elf noticed everyone's notebooks and said with a grin, "Actually, if you don't have any, you can just use what we have here... But, after all, we're from a museum, so the paintings we brought are more artistic, and I don't think you're very fond of them."

That's true.

These people all prefer the existence of sexual art rather than artistry.

Aesop asked, "My teacher said that you just opened your business and are having some activities, right?"

"Ah, yes." The statue elf nodded and said, "Like I said before, the paintings we brought are mostly artistic in nature, which doesn't seem to suit the tastes of the people here, so not many people are willing to come. Besides, not all guests bring their own notebooks like you do..."

Everyone looked at Klim.

In Dream Town where the sex industry is so developed, generally not many people buy comics. Only Klim has this unusual hobby.

Kelim's face turned red again: "Look, what are you looking at?!"

Fortunately, no one had any intention of teasing him any further and they were all listening to what the statue elf was saying.

"So, we're currently soliciting good paintings from our guests," the statue elf said. "This will help us expand our inventory and attract more customers. Of course, we're not taking them for free. If your work is chosen, we'll share the profits. But it has to be your own work."

"Oh, just like the puppet shops of the past, they would also keep some puppets made by customers." Stank asked, "Could this also be the suggestion given to you by the puppeteer lady?"

The statue elf nodded.

"But why does it have to be our own work?" Jer asked, somewhat puzzled. "Can't an ordinary book be used?"

"No way," the statue elf shook his head, then explained seriously, "We come from a museum, and we're very concerned about copyright and portrait rights. This is especially true since we're making a profit here."

Tsk, he is worthy of being a calligraphy and painting elf, his quality is too high. The puppet shop didn’t have this requirement before, but the puppet shop will not give customers a share.

Thinking of this, everyone focused their attention on Aesop again.

After all, Aesop is the only one here who has the ability to draw.

By the way, with Aesop's painting skills, what else does he need? Can't he just help draw it? He will definitely beat those shoddy book heroines in seconds.

...But he won't draw some decisive weapon again, just like last time, don't let him be killed by a cannon while having fun.

Thinking of this, everyone felt a little conflicted again.

Aesop took out his own Aesop's Fables and showed it to the Painting and Calligraphy Elf: "What do you think of this character?"

After seeing it, the calligraphy and painting elf's eyes lit up: "Hey, this image is great, it looks very good. What's her name?"

Stank suddenly had a bad feeling.

And then, as expected, he heard Aesop say, "Her name is Stank-chan."