An invincible journey starting from a different race

136, this is interesting.

Noren's matter came to an end. Although how to place Noren in the future is also a problem, after all, Noren has consciousness and can no longer be treated as an inanimate toy, but this is not a big problem after all.

Because the bigger problems have not been solved.

"So what do you do with your curse?" Stank asked. "You're now at odds with the Church. The only hero who could help you is probably hunting you around the world right now. Asking her for help isn't realistic."

Aesop thought about it and it seemed to be true. He almost forgot that he was cursed.

"Clearly, the easiest way is to go to the church," Jer sighed. He hadn't expected Aesop to be so troublesome. "If this method doesn't work, then the only options left are to go to the arcanist and another mythical creature of the snowy mountains. But Aesop doesn't want to go to the arcanist, so what's left?"

"Yes." Aesop nodded and asked, "So when do we set off?"

Stank's mouth twitched slightly. "Can you please not be so impulsive all the time? You just got back, why don't you go out and cause trouble so soon... I mean, go exploring."

"But you said that the road of exploration will never stop," Aesop said. "How can we stop here when we haven't even tried every nightmare in the world?"

"It's necessary to stop occasionally." Stank hadn't expected to be lectured, and he couldn't help feeling a little sad. He didn't know if it was because he was old. "Otherwise, the gun will break from excessive wear and tear."

Having said so much, the fact is that I don’t really want to go, or I don’t want to set off immediately.

The last trip to the volcano left them with bad memories. They were afraid that they would become Aesop's foil again. Moreover, the snow mountain was more difficult to deal with than the volcano. The snow girl was the type with impeccable appearance and unspeakable personality. She ranked fourth on the list of "the one least wanted to marry", which was really hard to accept.

So if they didn't make adequate preparations and get enough rest, they would never go to that damn place.

"I'm telling you, you should relax for a bit," Stank said. "Stop for a while and think about it. You haven't even visited a few of the Dream Shops in Dream Town yet."

"Yeah." Jer nodded. "Anyway, the church probably doesn't have time to look for you lately. They're busy organizing a traditional event and don't have the manpower to hunt you down."

"Activity?" Stank looked at Jer curiously, "What activity?"

"Oh, I forgot you're also a short-lived species." Jer said with a smile, "It only happens once every twenty years or so, so it's normal you didn't know about it. But it's a very interesting event. Well, I won't reveal it yet. You'll know when the time comes, so you don't get too excited and lose interest in other things."

"Hey, hey, hey, it's too much for you to only say half of what you said."

Stank yelled at Jer to tell him about the activity, but Jer was very tight-lipped and refused to say anything, leaving Stank with no choice.

"The best is saved for last," Jer said, clapping his hands. "Now, why don't we discuss where we should go to relax tonight?"

Seeing that Jer was unwilling to speak for a long time, Stank propped up his head with his hands and said rather listlessly: "Why not just find a restaurant we haven't been to?"

"That won't do. Have you forgotten the curse on Aesop?" Jer said, "We must find a way to get Aesop involved."

Stank finally came to his senses: "Yes, Aesop is still cursed... But how can we get to the Dream Demon Shop?"

"So, this is also a challenge, Stank." Jair raised a finger and said with a smile, "A shop that can make Aesop feel happy without triggering the curse on him."

After hearing what Jair said, Stank perked up a bit. He rubbed his chin and thought, "Indeed, this seems quite interesting, but is there really such a store?"

"Of course there are," Jer said. "For example, the puppet shop. Puppets are a species that cannot be affected by Aesop, but... the best puppets have already been made by Aesop, so let's go to another shop."

"A race that won't be affected by the curse? That's certainly an idea," Stank said. "But we also have to consider Aesop's original request. Jer, don't forget, just trying to meet Aesop's conditions was already a struggle for us. Now the two combined... Damn it, I've never met anyone more difficult to deal with. Aesop, your demands are too high."

Aesop asked, "Is it possible that your requirements are too low?"

"...Aesop, sometimes you're actually quite endearing when you don't speak."

"Yes, although we are friends, if you insist on speaking sometimes, it will be difficult for us to recognize you as a brother."

Since both of them said this, Aesop did not participate in the discussion.

But what Aesop didn't expect was that this topic, which was supposed to be just between Stank and Jer, was getting more and more people involved.

Gan Qiu, clutching the wooden spear he'd obtained from the puppet, interrupted first, "I think your thinking is fundamentally wrong. Why do you have to find a nightmare that can adapt to Aesop's curse? Wouldn't it be better to prevent Aesop from triggering the curse?"

"That's easy for you to say, but can you do it?" Stank said unhappily, "Can you walk into the Nightmare Shop without taking off your pants?"

"What's wrong? Do you see this thing in my hand?" Gan Qiu waved the stick in his hand, "With this, I don't even need to take off my clothes, let alone my pants!"

"...So what were you doing at the Dream Shop?"

"Why? Can't you just watch the defeated nightmares?"

"Then why don't you use your own weapons to defeat the nightmare?"

"Nonsense." Gan Qiu said confidently, "Because I can't do it!"

Stank and Jer: "..."

What an impeccable reason.

Just as Gan Qiu finished speaking, a snake-man popped up and said, "I think so too. Why do we have to fight to go to the Nightmare Shop? Can't we go to the Nightmare Shop without fighting? Are Nightmares such inconvenient creatures?"

"Murakami..." Stank looked at the snake man who suddenly appeared and asked, "What do you think?"

"Let's go watch the eggs being laid!" the snake-man known as Narukami said, waving his hand. "A man's romance should be watching eggs being laid! All sorts of nightmares laying eggs! Winged men, fishmen, all sorts of them, placing orders with you. Damn, just thinking about it makes me feel so excited! Not only is it visually stimulating, but it's also satisfying to the taste buds. After all, you can buy the eggs."

The more Ming Shen talked, the more exciting it felt, and he even started to drool.

"Well, it's not easy for others to accept your snake people's XP."

"Indeed, Aesop is a human! We need to think about things from his perspective!" A lizard man stood up. "What do humans pursue? Thrills! Unparalleled thrills! So Aesop, just follow me and spy. If you're discovered, just run away. It's so exciting."

"You bastard, stop insulting humans here!" Stank slammed the table and stood up. "Have you, a freeloader, finally evolved into a peeping tom?"

So, what was originally a very friendly topic turned into an argument, and then into a fight.

"Eggs, eggs, eggs!"

"Great, great, great!"

“Run, run, run!”

As a result, all parties engaged in a heated exchange, as if they were going to rip the roof of the food and wine pavilion off.

As the source of all this, Aesop felt very bored. He was not interested in these guys' suggestions and did not want to get involved.

Just like that, as the source of the conflict, Aesop himself slowly and inconspicuously retreated from the food and wine pavilion, thinking of finding a dream shop that suits him and is interesting after all.

The huge waves in the food and wine pavilion had nothing to do with him.

As he was wandering around, he came to a newly opened shop that sold all kinds of puppet accessories... That's right, it was opened by Ye Lan.

Ye Lan finally followed a few puppets to Dream Town to open a shop.

Moreover, she turned into a female. Since her face was the most beautiful among all the puppets and she had experience in opening a shop, she naturally became the owner of this shop.

Although she didn't seem particularly happy about this, after Aesop entered the store, she subconsciously wanted to greet him, but when she found out it was Aesop, her face immediately frowned, as if she didn't want to pay any attention to Aesop at all.

Aesop looked at Ye Lan in front of him. Because Ye Lan's gender was not confirmed before, both his appearance and personality were neutral.

But now, she has become a woman, and her gender identity and appearance have changed, but not completely. There is still a hint of heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

Even her clothes were the same, wearing high boots and a leather miniskirt, looking exactly like a cowgirl.

Aesop looked at Ye Lan, and Ye Lan was also looking at him.

Neither of them spoke for a long time.

Finally, Ye Lan couldn't hold it in any longer and said in a very unpleasant tone, "What on earth are you doing here?"

Originally, Ye Lan still had a certain degree of gratitude towards Aesop, but after Aesop turned her into a woman, this weak gratitude disappeared. And when she thought that Miss Nolen was actually the toy of this bastard, she became even more angry.

Aesop looked at Ye Lan and suddenly remembered the day when the contract was destroyed. The name on the contract changed from Duke to himself.

He had a guess at that time, but he didn't dare to confirm it, so he came here specifically to confirm it.

"Here?" Aesop said, "Look at Panties."

Ye Lan was stunned for a moment, and then a nameless anger surged in his heart: "You are fucked, right?"

"You told me this as soon as I came in?!"

"What kind of puppet do you treat me as? Do you think I'm your toy too?!"

"I tell you, it's impossible!"

Ye Lan started to attack Aesop and stopped only when she felt satisfied. However, she found that Aesop's eyes were always staring at her lower body, which made her feel very strange.

So she subconsciously lowered her head.

Then his eyes widened.

At some point, her hands had lifted up her skirt, perfectly displaying her panties in front of Aesop.

After being stunned for a while, she cried out "Ah".

Aesop nodded with satisfaction.

That's what's interesting.

137 This is not a slime anymore!

Aesop was blasted out by Ye Lan.

Although he was kicked out, he was not angry because Ye Lan's actions just now had verified Aesop's suspicion that he did have a slight... no, a very strong control over those contracted puppets.

But they themselves seemed to be unaware of this. If Aesop did not give any instructions, they would not feel anything.

Once Aesop gave an order, even if their brains were not aware of it, their bodies would still honestly take corresponding actions, just like Ye Lan just now, who made Aesop look at Panties with an angry face.

"So it can be like this?" Aesop murmured, "Star magic is really great."

All kinds of plays popped up in his mind.

But because it only works on puppets, the fun of this kind of play is immediately reduced by half. After all, Aesop is not a plastic man like Ganqiu, and he doesn't like puppets very much.

So let's go back and see what the group is discussing.

In this way, Aesop returned to the food and wine pavilion, and then he saw the runaway Zita at a glance, pressing all the troublesome guests under his body with vines.

After seeing Aesop, her pretty face was distorted with anger: "Aesop! Where have you been?!"

"what happened?"

"What's wrong? These guys are fighting because of you, and you just slipped away like it had nothing to do with you." Zita was a little helpless towards Aesop, "Can you please be more responsible? Don't let my food and wine pavilion be demolished... And you guys, if you guys cause trouble again, I will really be angry! Next time, it won't be as simple as suppressing you!"

The diners nodded repeatedly, saying that they would never do it again. After all, the angry proprietress was really scary.

And if he angered her again, he wouldn't be able to drink here anymore, and that would be more trouble than it would take.

Seeing that everyone had given in, Zita snorted coldly, put away the vines, and returned to the kitchen.

The diners immediately got up from the ground and continued with the previous topic.

"I don't think this kind of argument is right," said Stank. "We're just expressing our own preferences, but Aesop might not like them, so the judgment must be left to Aesop."

"Yes, that makes sense." Jer nodded, agreeing with Stank's idea. He also offered his own suggestion: "We should write down our answers and give them to Aesop. Then, Aesop should try them one by one, and he will be the final judge."

"Alright." Ming Shen spit out his tongue and tilted his head, "I believe my plan will be approved. No one can resist the temptation of eggs!"

Then, everyone began to write hard. After a while, Aesop had a stack of parchment in his hand, with all kinds of crooked words on it. He took a quick look and found that it was indeed quite informative. He wanted to continue reading, but was stopped by Stank.

"Let's save the surprise for tonight, Aesop." Stank also began to imitate Jer. "Also, no matter whose advice you adopt, I will owe that person a favor. Is that okay?"

Aesop nodded.

Everyone became excited.

Other people’s favors may be useless, but Aesop’s favors are definitely the most useful.

Just think about it, if he can train Bruce's listless little brother into a god of war, then what else can't he do?

Time soon came to night.

The nightmares saw another bizarre scene: Aesop and a dozen diners from the wine pavilion were walking in the town in a mighty procession like a parade. Suddenly, they had a bad premonition.

Is it possible that the previous incident with the low-level nightmare will happen again?

"Okay, we can begin now!" Stank randomly pulled out a piece of parchment from a stack of papers. "Now for the first tip, let's see which contestant is so lucky... Uh, this is Klim, right?"

Kelim, who was following beside him, blushed immediately: "No, no, no, it's not me, stop talking nonsense!"

"That's you." Stank unfolded the parchment and showed it to him, then pointed at the name on it and said, "Didn't you leave your name on it?"

Kelim immediately covered his face: "I thought I was writing a review..."

"Alright, alright, this unimportant thing, like tonight's experience, can be included in the review." Stank, cigarette in hand, looked at Klim's suggestion. "Well, let me see... Slime girl? Is that your suggestion?"