An invincible journey starting from a different race

"Grandma, ancestor?"

Grandmother also noticed the change in herself. After a little surprise, she smiled and said, "This nectar... contains strange powers?"

Ivy stared at the changes in her grandmother, then looked down at her own nectar and examined the dead skin on her body.

Then, he drank up the nectar in the bottle.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no change in himself like that of his grandmother.

Damn, that’s not right.

Why is there only a strange smell here?

There is no strange power!

168 What on earth did you add? (Part 3)

"I say, should we really run away?"

When Zi Teng took their bottle to give to her grandmother, the four of them hid in a house to discuss countermeasures... Oh no, to be precise, the three of them squeezed into Aesop's room, waiting for Aesop to give some advice.

After all, the Forest Grandmother is a mythical creature. If she really gets angry, it seems that except for Aesop who can think of a solution, the other three will be completely helpless.

So, the three of them almost wrote the words "Aesop, think of a solution quickly" on their faces, but Aesop did not react at all.

"I say, Aesop," Stank said, "you still don't understand the seriousness of this problem."

Aesop nodded.

"That's the Forest Grandmother." Bruce quickly came over to join in. "This is very serious. If things go wrong, we might all get hurt!"

"...Indeed." Jer, who knew the most history of the three, covered his forehead in confusion. "The Forest Grandmother, during the war years, was able to deter other races from attacking the Yor Forest with her own strength, in exchange for nearly a hundred years of neutrality and peace. Aesop, are you really sure you can compete with such an opponent?"

Aesop was very self-aware: "I'm not sure."

"Then we haven't..."

"But why should I fight with such a being?" Aesop said as if it was a matter of course. "I didn't provoke her. The bottle in my bottle really only contained nectar."

This one sentence silenced the remaining three people.

Damn, yeah, what’s there to be afraid of this guy? The composition of his nectar is not complicated.

At least it's not as complicated as theirs, at most it's just not as tasty.

"Listen, Aesop!" Stank pressed Aesop's shoulder, stared into his eyes, and said, "We are brothers."

"It can be."

"Since that's the case...what do you mean by 'can'? Can you just say 'can' instead?!"

"Okay." Aesop said readily, "Then it's not."

Stank: “?”

"I was just joking with you. There's no need to be so nervous," Aesop said soothingly. "We think nothing will happen. Mythical creatures can no longer be understood by common sense. They're too powerful to bother with the weak."

"how do you know?"

"It's in the book," Aesop said, "and my teacher is also a very powerful person."

After hearing what Aesop said, Stank felt a little relieved: "So this is a real example. Then I will..."

"My teacher said that generally no one dares to mess with him. If someone does, he can just crush them to death. There's no need to get angry at all."

"...I'm going to kneel down." Stank was almost broken by Aesop's sudden turn of events. "Doesn't this mean that we are dead?!"

"Probably, 80%, maybe, probably, not that bad."

"Do you really need to use so many quantifiers?"

Stank felt that he could no longer talk to Aesop. If he continued, he would be pissed to death by Aesop before being crushed to death by his grandmother.

We must save ourselves!

So he turned to look at Jair and Bruce: "I think we should run away."

"When?"

"Now, immediately, immediately," Stank said. "Damn, you're still asking when? It's already this late, do we still have a choice?!"

However, just when they made up their minds to run away, there was a knock on the door.

The three of them were immediately frightened and broke out in cold sweats.

"No, it can't be?!"

"Is it so fast?!"

The three of them felt their hearts pounding as the knocks on the door sounded, but they still held onto hope and tentatively asked, "Who is it?"

"Of course it's me, who else could it be?" Zi Teng's voice came from outside the door.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, but before they could relax for long, they heard Zi Teng urging them, "Come out quickly, everyone is waiting for you outside."

Everyone?!

The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what everyone was referring to. But at this point, they definitely couldn't escape, so they could only bite the bullet and open the door.

The scene outside the back door made them feel dizzy.

Yes, they were surrounded.

The leader was Ivy, who was standing next to the wisteria. She brought a group of tree demon guards and looked at them coldly.

She put her hands behind her back and said in a tone without a trace of warmth: "Hello, you guys, you did a great job."

The three of them exchanged glances again.

All I feel is lament.

I don’t know if begging for mercy now will allow me to have an intact body.

The few of them were like defeated roosters, being carried out by a group of tree demons, while wondering in their hearts how they could plead to let the old tree demon go.

But before they could come up with a solution, Ivy had already brought them to the main hall, where all the foreign aid was waiting.

Then, Ivy walked straight onto the stage and announced a resolution that stunned everyone.

"The final list of winners of this assessment has been announced," Ivy said calmly. "The following four people are qualified to meet with Grandmother."

"These four are Mr. Aesop."

"Mr. Stanker."

"Mr. Jer."

"With Mr. Brutz."

This sudden final list stunned everyone. Stank, Jer, and Bruz were completely confused as to what had happened. Why hadn't their lives been taken away, and instead, they were allowed to pass the assessment? The rest of the foreign players were completely unable to accept it.

"How is this possible?! How could I be eliminated?!"

"Yes, my diamonds are the best!"

"Nonsense, my pearls and gems are the best!"

"My sword is not at all bad!"

Ivy frowned at the shouting. She said coldly, "The list is out. We will return all your gifts. Please don't worry."

"Who cares about the gifts!" the goblin said. "We've been here for a few days and haven't even seen Grandmother. It's fine if we didn't see her, but it's okay if we were eliminated. But at least tell us why our gifts were eliminated. If you won't even tell us, then we really won't accept it."

"Yes, we are really dissatisfied!"

Seeing the crowd about to get restless again, Ivy took out the half-bottle of nectar she had just evaluated and threw it to the goblin. Then she said calmly, "If you can taste what's in this nectar, I'm not against letting you stay."

After hearing what Ivy said, the goblin immediately took the bottle, and then when the other foreign players rushed over, he immediately opened the bottle cap.

Then he licked the bottle cap like he was licking yogurt.

Then, his expression gradually became unreadable.

What on earth is this smell?!

"This smell...why does it taste so strange?"

The goblin slowly savored the feeling of the nectar bursting on his taste buds, and then found that... it was indeed very thin and strange.

"Hey, did you taste anything?" The other foreign players waiting nearby said impatiently, "If not, give it to us."

"Wait." The goblin raised his hand to stop them. "Don't be so impatient. Taste it again. Let me taste it again. It will come out soon."

Then, the goblin took another lick in front of everyone and pondered it in his mouth once more.

"This is indeed nectar," the goblin said, "but there's something strange added to it... It's really strange. I can't describe it other than strange."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked to the ground by the orc behind him with a knife and the nectar was snatched away.

"Damn it! I took two bites and can't taste anything, and you still dare to talk nonsense here." The orc cursed, "Why not let me do it from the beginning? Aren't our orcs' sense of smell much better than a dwarf like you? Let me taste it and see what's added to it?"

As he spoke, he stuck his tongue into the bottle and took a sip.

But because the orc was a bear man, not a fake bear man like Bruce, this thoroughbred bear man had a big body and a big tongue. With just one swipe of his tongue, he immediately swallowed up more than half of the nectar that was already scarce in the bottle, causing the others' eyes to become bloodshot: "Hey, hey, hey! You bastard! You want to eat it all by yourself?!"

"Shut up, mmm, I don't want to eat it, mmm, I just want to taste it so that we can all stay, mmm, mmm, mmm... Ugh..."

Halfway through his words, the bear man's face turned ashen at a speed visible to the naked eye. He immediately knelt on the ground and vomited out everything he had just swallowed.

"……vomit……"

This operation almost made the others vomit.

"What the hell are you doing, you bastard!"

"That's really disgusting!"

The bear man vomited a lot, almost vomiting out the food he had eaten the night before, and he was almost exhausted.

He stood up weakly, looking at everyone present, his lips moving slightly as he explained feebly, "I didn't want to do this either. You know we orcs have a keen sense of smell... Ugh... That smell was just too strong, it went straight to my head, damn it."

The outstanding performance of the foreign players over there made the three-man team here sweat.

If the truth were known, not to mention the Forest Grandmother, these guys in front of them would not let them go, right?

"It's over, it's over..." Bruce's face turned pale. "The bottle they are researching seems to be mine. Am I really going to die here?"

Stank's face paled even more. "Isn't that already good enough for you? Think about it, your bottle was drunk by those guys. Doesn't that mean it wasn't your bottle that Grandmother drank? Then whose bottle did Grandmother drink?"

"No matter whose it is..." Jer's skin was already pale, and now it was even paler, making him look like a dead person. "I think we should think about how to engrave the epitaph. The three of us must be side by side."

Aesop nodded slightly and sighed: "I didn't expect that I would be the only one who could go back in the end. I will remember you."

The three men immediately turned their heads and stared at Aesop viciously.

Aesop tilted his head and said, "Or I can help you carve the epitaph."

Three people: "..."

After some debate, the foreign players on the other side finally came out as a guy who looked more normal.

"You guys are so ungraceful." A handsome man stepped out from the crowd. He walked lightly, his every move was feminine, and even his voice was gentle. "In such an elegant place, how can you be so ungraceful?"

The remaining foreign players looked at him unhappily: "It's already late, you're so elegant."

"If you say that again, I'll break your nose."

The foreign players were worried about how to analyze the composition of the nectar. After being stirred up by the bear people, there was only a little nectar left in the bottle. It was not enough for everyone to take a sip, so they were wondering who should try the next sip.

"It's precisely because you're not elegant enough that you can't analyze the composition of nectar," the handsome man said. "Nectar is an elegant thing. How can you, who lack elegance, truly understand it? Let me do it."

"Where are you from, little jerk?"

Even after being told this, the handsome man remained calm, displaying his elegance. He said, "This kind of thing is best left to me. I'm not very talented, but I have a little expertise in this area and am proficient in the composition of various liquids..."

"speak English."

"I'm a perfumer, and a pretty famous one at that." Seeing that the guys before him couldn't keep up with his pace, the handsome man had no choice but to condescend and lower his elegance a little. "Also, my mother is a flower demon and my father is a purebred incubus, so I'm quite... no, particularly good at this."

The other foreign players were stunned by what they heard.

"Uh, I won't question your professionalism for now." The goblin made a strange gesture. "Can you tell me first... your father is a purebred incubus, and your mother is a flower demon? How did you come to be? How did you do it?"

"As long as there is love, what is impossible in this world?"