An invincible journey starting from a different race

Bruce sighed and said, "Actually, I didn't want to at first, but when I passed by that store, the owner looked at me like that."

"What kind of look?"

"It was that kind, that look of contempt." Bruce seemed reluctant to recall, but still tried to describe it to everyone, "Have you ever had that experience? It's that kind, that time when you were little, playing in the mud in your open-crotch pants, and the aunt next door saw your little bird and smiled and said something like 'How cute'."

Click, click, click.

Aesop heard a strange sound. He turned around and saw that Stank, Jer and Ganqiu had all clenched their fists, making crackling sounds.

"I know what you mean." Stank clenched his fists. "Someone told me that twenty years ago."

"Me too." Jer clenched his teeth. "Two hundred years ago, someone told me that."

"I had the same experience." Gan Qiu trembled all over. "Two days ago, someone told me the same thing."

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned, and then their eyes fell on Gan Qiu.

Gan Qiu was also stunned for a moment, and then became anxious.

"Why are you looking at me like that?!"

"Hey, aren't we talking about Bruce?!"

"Damn it! What's with that pitiful look? Damn it! My fists are really getting hard! Really getting hard!"

Amid Ganqiu's angry protest, no one dared to pat him on the shoulder to express their condolences, and instead turned their attention to Bruce again.

"Is that why you went in?" Stank asked.

Bruce nodded, then clenched his fists. "What I meant was that no matter what, I must not embarrass a man. No man can tolerate that kind of look."

Everyone nodded: "That's true."

"So, to prove myself, I resolutely walked in, alone." Bruce raised a finger. "I took on sixteen people alone, without any fear."

"I fought with them for a whole night, knocking down fifteen of them. The last one was about to collapse from exhaustion."

"It was almost dawn at this time, and I thought the battle was over. When I was about to leave, I was ambushed by the last guy."

"She took advantage of my inattention, tricked me, and attacked me. My body was no longer in peak condition, and in the end, I was just one step short of defeating sixteen people at once."

As he spoke, Bruce sighed.

"Even though it was just a little bit off, I still embarrassed us."

After listening to Bruce's description, Stank, Jer and Ganqiu couldn't help but exchange glances with each other.

"What's wrong?" Bruce noticed that something was wrong with his companions.

Stank asked hesitantly, "Are you really one against sixteen? No one else?"

"Of course, I'm enough."

Jer was also quite hesitant: "Did you really fight alone until dawn?"

"How could this be true?" Bruce patted his shrunken muscles. "Don't you understand my strength? Sixteen low-level nightmares, just one night. If I hadn't just completed a difficult mission and my body hadn't recovered to its peak condition, these sixteen low-level nightmares would definitely be no problem for me."

Finally, Gan Qiu stood up and said, "Well, Bruce, it's not that everyone doesn't want to believe you. Actually, last night... uh."

Gan Qiu thought about it and decided not to sell Aesop.

"We accidentally passed by there last night."

Bruce's confident smile gradually disappeared, but he still pretended to be calm: "Oh, really? Then did you see my heroic fighting spirit?"

Gan Qiu scratched his head and answered hesitantly: "I'm not sure whether it's heroic or not. When we got there, you were already..."

"…it's just a carpet."

Bruce's smile completely disappeared.

I cut it off at 46, but there is no reaction.

Bruce lit a cigarette with trembling hands, and then talked about the past...that is, his experience last night, of course this time it was real.

"It's only the first half hour... okay, only the first fifteen minutes... why are you looking at me like that? Okay, okay, it's only the first ten minutes. It really can't be any less." Bruce said dejectedly. However, when he saw that several people were still looking at him with distrust, he was furious and almost threw the cigarette butt in their faces. "Ten minutes and you don't believe it?! You bastards, do you think I'm just 'one, two, three, four, I'm done'?!"

"No, no, no." Everyone shook their heads and waved their hands. "We believe you, of course we believe you, just keep talking."

"Okay, in 'one, two, three, four'... Pah, pah, pah, ten minutes, only ten minutes of enjoyment." Bruce took a deep drag on his cigarette and recalled with a look of pain on his face, "The rest was pure torture. Do you understand that kind of pure torture? They swarmed over me like locusts, instantly drowning me in the sea of people. You couldn't even see how many there were, you could only feel the pain of your body being eaten..."

"Your description is quite detailed." Stank scratched his head.

"It's more like it's too detailed." Gan Qiu nodded in agreement.

"Damn it, if it weren't for this, how could you empathize with me?" Bruce said, "Forget pleasure. I even lost consciousness very quickly. I just felt someone squirming on me, and my body was being hollowed out bit by bit. And it was the kind of hollowing that was irreversible. If those pigmen hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I would have really died there. So I'm still very grateful to them. I will never speak ill of them again. It turns out that only orcs are the best brothers of orcs."

"To be honest, it's true that the descendants of those pig people are all on you." Gan Qiu couldn't help but say something rude.

Bruce glared at Ganqiu, and Ganqiu immediately covered his mouth and stopped talking.

"Anyway, I woke up once during the whole process. That's what you saw. Several guys were standing on top of me, laughing and groaning." Bruce took another puff and finished his cigarette. "But I have to say, that was the most relaxing time I've had since entering that room. Being used as a cushion was much more comfortable than being eaten."

After saying that, Bruce sighed heavily again.

"Anyway, my narrow escape this time should serve as a lesson for you all. Don't go to that store just to get a bargain or prove your strength. You know, I'm pretty strong among you..."

"I don't agree with that." Stank immediately shook his head and flexed his muscles, "I am indestructible."

"I don't agree either." Jer also denied, "I have magical powers."

"I'm not like you either." Gan Qiu said proudly, "Anyway, the nightmares all had the same expression whether I entered or not. They have no idea what my strength is!"

Everyone immediately turned to look at Gan Qiu, and the pity in their eyes became even stronger.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's with that look on your face?! Aren't we persecuting Bruce? Why are you looking at me like that? Ah, isn't concealing your strength the most basic thing, you bastards!"

Every time he wanted to persecute Bruce, he ended up persecuting Ganqiu.

"Can you please stop being so stubborn in a place like this?" Bruce said gloomily. "Get the point across. I'm just saying you should take my example and never go there again. If you absolutely must go, don't go alone. Going alone is courting death. Those pigmen came in groups yesterday, let alone us."

"Don't worry, we won't go to that kind of place." Stank patted Bruce's shoulder. "We go to the Incubus Shop for enjoyment, not torture, right? Now that you've recovered, let me introduce you to our new friend. He really needs your help! Ah, you already know his name. Come, Aesop, let's officially get to know Bruce."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Aesop. I've made you look so miserable on our first meeting." Bruce extended his hand to Aesop. "Don't look at me as unlucky now, but I'm actually still very reliable."

Aesop didn't shake hands with Bruce, but looked at him carefully. Then, in Bruce's puzzled eyes, he slowly said, "I think you are sick."

Bruce was stunned for a moment, then got angry: "You are the one who is sick..."

"I mean, you're sick now." Aesop waved his hand and explained, "Your mental state and magical fluctuations are very abnormal. I've read in a book that if I'm not mistaken, this should be a typical post-war stress trauma syndrome."

Everyone was stunned by what Aesop said. Bruce subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he felt that the term sounded too professional and it was difficult to deny it.

"What does this mean?" Bruce asked. "I've never heard of it before."

"It's relatively rare now," Aesop said. "It's a common symptom among those who have experienced war. It manifests as a fear of war, to the point where the tragic scenes of war are constantly on their minds, and an inability to call upon magic. Subconsciously, they've used magic as a tool of war. Because of their fear of war, they reject magic."

Bruce laughed when he heard it: "What does what you said have to do with me? I haven't experienced war."

"But didn't you experience a 'battle' last night?" Aesop said, "It's essentially the same."

"How can this be the same?" Bruce said, "It's not the same thing. I don't have the symptoms you described."

Aesop said slowly, "Blanket."

Bruce immediately covered his head with his hands, a look of pain on his face. "Nm, bad memories are flooding back... Wait, this doesn't count. How can this count? No one can forget what happened last night right away."

"Then let's change the angle." Aesop waved his hand, and then his eyes gradually shifted downwards. "Can you still fight?"

Bruce was immediately enraged. Being questioned by someone of the same sex was more terrifying than being questioned by someone of the opposite sex. He slammed the table and said, "Are you provoking me? Don't underestimate us dog-beastmen!"

"Then why don't you try it and know?"

"Then you'll have to teach me a lesson." Bruce sat up straight.

Charge up!

Charge up!

Charge up!

Everyone was staring at him.

He gathered his strength for a full minute, but... there was no response.

"Ahem, ahem, I'm not feeling very well today." A blush washed over Bruce's furry face. He coughed twice and said, "I was indeed injured last night. It's normal that I haven't recovered yet. But as long as today... oh no, as long as tonight passes, I will attack in my prime and shatter all doubts!"

Aesop didn't say anything, picked up the chopsticks from the table beside him, and then knocked Bruce on the head.

"What are you doing?" Bruce was puzzled.

"'The Prank of the Goddess of Time,'" Aesop said, "I have restored your physical condition to three days later. You should be able to feel it."

"Oh, that's true." Bruce was very surprised. "You can actually do this kind of magic?"

Aesop nodded: "You can try now."

Seeing this scene, Jer's mouth twitched.

A prank by the Goddess of Time... If he remembered correctly, this should be a forbidden spell, right?

It was really boring to use a forbidden spell just to see if there was still any life in that place.

"Really? Then watch me carefully." Bruce mustered up his courage again. When he was about to exert his strength again, he suddenly felt that his little brother was being stared at by four men at the same time. It felt a little weird. "How can I accumulate strength like this?"

Aesop said nothing, walked forward and touched Bruce's head, then waved his fingers in the air, leaving one magic trace after another. Soon, these magic traces outlined a big white bear.

"Oh, this is my favorite nightmare!" Bruce became excited. "You can do this too!"

"Can you try it now?"

"Of course!" Bruce growled, "Just watch me!"

Bruce already felt countless powers surging in his body.

Charge up!

Charge up!

Charge up!

He roared loudly, as if the bear king had returned!

"Ow!"

……

Ten minutes later, Ganqiu looked down at the unresponsive little Bruce and said.

"Just cut it off, it's useless."

Forty-seven Tonight, we will all become light!

"No!!!!!"

Standing by the window, Bruce roared in pain at the setting sun. The sadness in his voice made people want to compose a song called "Snowflakes Falling" for him.

"What exactly happened here?"

Every guest at the tavern who saw this scene thought Bruce was having a rabies attack and wanted to leave, but before they could leave, Stank, Ganchu, and Jer would pull them back and explain, "Oh, it's not rabies." Their expressions of fear immediately turned into amusement, and they all sat down, letting Medori and Kolim serve the food and drinks—they planned to eat while they watched the fun.

So, before it was time for dinner, the food and wine pavilion was already full of people having fun.

Zita, who had originally wanted to kick Bruce out to avoid disrupting business, was naturally delighted by this and stopped yelling for him to leave. He just wondered if it was a bad idea to build his own happiness on Bruce's pain.

Well...it's not very good indeed.

But using one person's pain to build everyone's happiness is such a beautiful thing.

So everyone held this thought in mind, patting Bruce's shoulder and saying "My condolences, brother", with an indelible smile on their faces.

"Dude, take it easy." A dragon man came up to comfort Bruce. "It's broken, so what? It doesn't matter. Look, I'm still a virgin at this age, so what? Don't you think I'm still living a happy life?"

Bruce turned his head and looked at the dragon man, tears almost falling from his eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, you started crying when you saw me. What do you mean by that?!" The dragon man was very dissatisfied. "What's wrong with being a virgin? Don't look down on virgins. If I can hold on for a few more years, I can become a dragon magician..."

"Get out of here, virgin!"