An invincible journey starting from a different race

Aesop thought about it, but still didn't say that he thought Miss Huang would kill him too.

"But then again," Stank folded his hands, pondering, "I never imagined that the Forest Grandmother would be like this. We are completely different species."

“They are not the same species.”

"I know, but that's what I meant by species." Stank gave a thumbs-up and then a pinky. "The difference is too great. There's no way we can even compete on the same stage. It seems that even if we truly survive all the tests, we won't be able to do anything to her."

Bruce nodded in agreement. "That's true. Although Forest Grandmother is still a tree in name only, we can't really treat her as one... At least I don't know how to rub her bark. It wouldn't even be a tickle."

After all was said and done, the three of them understood that this was a problem they could not solve by themselves, and it still depended on Aesop.

"Aesop, use your invincible star magic to think of a solution." said Stank.

"Yeah," Bruce said. "Figure out how to fucking do it."

Jer glanced at the two men sideways. Before Aesop came, whenever they encountered problems, they would shout, "Jer, think of a solution quickly." Now that Aesop is here, the new guy has replaced the old guy.

But there is nothing to complain about. After all, even he himself has to enter the "Aesop rescue" stage early.

Damn, what went wrong?

"Do you have an idea now, Aesop?"

After waiting for a while, several people started asking Aesop again.

Aesop thought for a moment and said, "Actually, I do have an idea."

"See, I knew you had an idea," Stank said. "What kind of idea is it?"

"It's indeed difficult to deal with the size," Aesop said, "but can't we just work around it?"

"Around the body type?"

"Yes."

"This..." Stank was really a little bit unimaginable, "How to bypass the body shape?"

Bruce asked, "Is it... a verbal fight? Using your mouth to push them away? Uh, with all due respect, this method generally doesn't work on mature women."

"What are you thinking about?" Aesop explained, "I mean, you can try it in your dreams."

“…In a dream?”

"Yes." Aesop nodded and said, "It's dream magic. It pulls your consciousness into your own dream. That's how my teacher taught me. It allowed me to sleep and study at the same time, giving me the best of both worlds. I've been learning this way for almost twenty years."

The three of them fell silent immediately.

Study while sleeping?

How is this the best of both worlds?

No wonder Aesop's nerves are so jumpy and his psychology is so abnormal. There must be a reason. If they were locked in a dream and studied for twenty years, they would probably have gone crazy.

Aesop is not crazy, that's really a gift.

...By the way, is he really not crazy?

"Ahem, a dream." Stank coughed twice and quickly turned Jel and Bruce's attention from their studies back to the Forest Grandmother. "That seems like a great idea. How do we implement it?"

"It's about using dream magic on Grandmother and pulling her into a dream," Aesop replied. "That way, you can do whatever you want in the dream, and you won't feel tired. You can fight however you want and for as long as you want. If I have to say, there's only one problem."

"what?"

Aesop spread his hands and said, "It lacks a sense of reality. After all, something is missing. It's like the knowledge learned in a dream. It always feels a little unstable, and you usually have to learn it again after waking up."

Several people:"……"

Please stop talking. Please really stop talking.

The tragic childhood you inadvertently revealed almost brought us to tears!

"But if that's the only flaw, then it doesn't matter," Jer said. "Besides, this is the only viable solution. Without a sense of reality... I don't think Grandma would mind."

Aesop shook his head and said lightly: "I do mind."

Jer was slightly stunned.

He looked into Aesop's sincere eyes and suddenly understood something.

"I understand," Jer whispered. "You want to give Grandmother a perfect, regret-free battle in her final moments? It's true, but it's already the last time, and if she still doesn't feel it, it would be too cruel for her."

It seems that although Aesop looks unreliable, sinister, scheming, and not like a normal person, he is still a gentle boy.

But what Jer didn't expect was that after hearing what he said, Aesop shook his head to express his rejection: "It has nothing to do with my grandmother."

"what is that?"

"If I don't feel it, I'll be unhappy." Aesop answered seriously.

Jer was slightly stunned, and it took him several seconds to understand what Aesop was saying.

"You bastard, you really are you bastard."

Jer really wanted to choke Aesop.

"It's already this fucking time, and you're still focused on whether you can be happy!" Jer said a little dejectedly, "I beg you to be a human being! I beg you to at least be on the same plane as us at some point in time!"

Stank and Bruce were also speechless about Aesop. Fortunately, they had gotten used to it after so long. As long as they didn't treat Aesop as a human being, it would be fine.

After the four of them walked a little further, Aesop looked at the countless branches and vines above his head and suddenly had an idea. He clapped his fists together and said, "Ah, I got it."

The three of them turned to look at him: "What?"

Aesop replied, "A puppet, a puppet. We can create a giant puppet, connect our consciousness to it, and control the puppet to fight against Grandmother."

The three of them were slightly stunned. They didn't expect that there was such a method.

"But there's still a problem." Aesop frowned slightly. "One person's consciousness can't control a puppet of that size. We need to cooperate."

"cooperate?"

"Yes, for example..." Aesop pointed at Stank, "Stank, you form the crotch."

Stank: “?”

174 What are you responsible for?

The three were once again deeply shocked by Aesop's ideas.

Ever since they met Aesop, they had been constantly amazed by him. Every time they were amazed for a while, and thought they had gotten used to him, and that they had roughly adapted to his ideas and circuitry, Aesop would always come back with a brand new, unprecedented attitude.

It was like a dump truck was rolling towards their faces... Oh, there are no dump trucks in this world.

It was like a giant Ganqiu magnified countless times, with only a hood covering his head, and every step he took could shake the earth and mountains, running towards them. They had no intention of fighting it, fearing that the free-spirited little bird would hit them in the face, so they could only turn around and run.

"What the hell is your brain like?" Stank couldn't help but complain. "Is it really made of the same material as ours?"

"Not necessarily." Aesop shook his head and said, "My teacher once told me that the gap between people is sometimes greater than that between people and dogs."

Stank and Bruce both took a step back, feeling offended.

Jer was more concerned about the plan Aesop had just mentioned: "Is your plan about everyone working together to build a puppet? I've never seen anything like this before. Is it really feasible?"

Aesop said, "If you don't try, you will never know whether it is feasible or not. What humans need most is the pioneering spirit, isn't it?"

"That's true, but this expansion... is a bit too big a step." Jer was still a little speechless. "It feels like we've stepped into unknown territory."

Let's just say the nice things about the unknown territory. Jer would rather say that it feels like he has stepped into a pit, and it's the kind of abyss with no bottom in sight.

But it's already this time, and there's no other good solution except Aesop, so we can only let Aesop go and let himself go.

Then Aesop went back to the room to design. During this time, Zi Teng came once and asked what their plan was. The three of them told her the truth. Zi Teng's expression suddenly became dull, and then she kept muttering "After all, he and I are not from the same world" and left. Not long after, Ivy also came to ask. From this point of view, she did not send servants over, but came in person, which also indirectly shows that she paid much more attention to everyone, especially Aesop.

But even so, she was still shocked by Aesop's great idea. When she left, she kept repeating, "I am short-sighted and I am looking at the world from a narrow perspective."

This contrast inexplicably made the three of them feel very refreshed.

Once you come into contact with Aesop, no matter how great a person was before, he will eventually become a self-doubting psychopath. It's simply a cycle.

As for those who had already started the cycle, looking at the younger generation who had just started the cycle, they couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride in their hearts, as if...

The pride of "Hahahaha, your condition is not as serious as mine."

...Hmm? Anyway, what's there to be proud of in such a thing?

So the three of them began to doubt themselves again, and in this repeated situation, Aesop came out.

Although he said he was coming out of seclusion, he actually didn't stay in the room for long, so many people thought he came out to go to the bathroom. However, they didn't expect that Aesop had completed all the designs and even drew the blueprints.

"What is this?" Stank took the blueprint and saw the title on it. His eyelids twitched slightly. "Oh, the Thunderbolt?"

"Yes." Aesop pushed up his non-existent glasses, as if to make himself appear more professional. "At the end of the war, when dragons and demons were in decline, humans proposed the Thunderbolt Project to create an unprecedentedly powerful puppet to fight against the Dragon King and the Demon King. However, before it was built, the war ended, and the Thunderbolt Project was shelved. But it doesn't matter, it will be revived here."

Stank's mouth twitched. "Then do you think that what we're about to do is, 80%, probably, perhaps, unworthy of such a grand name?"

"Why not?" Aesop asked, "We are fighting the ancestors of the forest, an enemy we have never faced even during the war years. Now they are our opponents. Doesn't this make your little head excited?"

"I really can't get excited about this... Hmm? What head were you talking about?"

"That's not important." Aesop waved his hand. "It's just a name anyway. The most important thing is the design. What do you think?"

design……

The three of them looked at the blueprint. To be honest, they couldn't see anything special about it. They just felt that it was indeed quite handsome. There was only one point that made them feel was a little... too prominent.

Stank pointed at the blueprint and said, "Isn't this 'sword' too long?"

"It has to be this long to kill my grandmother," Aesop replied.

Hmm... that seems to be the case, but no matter how you look at it, it still looks so thin and weird.

No matter how many times I look at it, it feels so barren and weird.

Aesop said, "This golem is fifty meters tall. The original design of the Thunderbolt was only twenty meters, more than twice as tall. Ordinary life cores can't control such a huge body, so we can only connect our consciousness to it. And each person can only control a very small area... Of course, it's actually not small."

As Aesop spoke, he pointed to the legs on the blueprint and said, "Just for the legs, it would take two people to control them."

"A person's consciousness can only control half of a leg..." Stank asked, "Then which part do you control?"

Aesop pointed at the "sword": "Of course it's here."

"Damn it! Didn't you say I'd be the one to form the 'sword'?!"

Aesop looked surprised.

"I'm just kidding, you don't really believe it, do you?"

Stank: "..."

Bruce looked at the blueprint for a long time, then raised his doubts: "The only useful thing about the Sky Thunder is the sword, right? What are the legs for?"

"To support the body." Aesop replied.

"……anything else?"

"No more."

Seeing the three of them were a little confused, Aesop explained, "What do your legs do when you're fighting normally? That's what the legs of the Thunder are for."

"In normal combat, legs are of course used to generate force and support the body." Jer looked at the blueprint and said, "So, you made us legs just to generate force and support the body? Then what are you responsible for?"

Aesop did not answer directly, but continued to ask: "In battle, what is the sword responsible for?"

Jer thought about it and asked uncertainly, "Fun?"

"Yes." Aesop nodded, "So I'm responsible for the fun."

Three people: "...?"

175 What kind of sword is hung on the waist? (Part 3)

"The Thunderbolt...plan?"

Ivy looked at the project plan submitted by Aesop and subconsciously rubbed her eyes, hoping to see the plan more clearly.

After all, this matter... no matter how you think about it, it's too barren and weird.

"Build a fifty-meter-tall golem?" Ivy tried hard not to look too surprised, as that didn't fit with her calm image as a forest elder. "I have to say, it's... uh, a very bold and thoughtful plan. The only problem is, Grandmother specifically told us not to go to great lengths with such things, so isn't fifty meters a bit too high?"