An invincible journey starting from a different race

After all, what they uploaded was not only consciousness, but also the nervous system. Otherwise, how could they feel pleasure... and pain?

Facing Stank's accusation, Aesop of course denied it: "Of course not."

"Then why did you insist on poking the stone!"

Aesop replied, "I was testing the strength of the sword."

The Stanks were dumbfounded: "Why measure the strength of a sword?! We're going to kill Grandma, not to behead her!"

"Even if we want to kill Grandmother, we have to test the sword's strength," Aesop said. "Grandmother is a mythical creature that has lived for a thousand years."

"……so what?"

"Haven't you seen thousand-year-old tree bark?" Aesop said, "That's very hard, harder than stone. Ordinary swords can't penetrate her armor at all."

The corner of Stank's mouth twitched slightly: "Why do I feel like you are bluffing me?"

"How is that possible? I'm definitely not kidding you. This is based on my experience."

"Where did you get this experience?"

"I've fought with Miss Huang, who is a mythical creature," Aesop said, "but you have no experience fighting mythical creatures."

Stank felt as if his chest had been pierced by an invisible sword. Now, his head, his little head, and his heart were all damaged. It was like a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat. He wanted to spit it out but couldn't. After holding it in for a long time, he could only say, "Okay, then I'll continue to be the kidney, and you continue to be the sword. Let's continue to test the strength of the sword!"

Aesop shook his head and said, "No need. Just test it once. Let's continue poking the wood."

"You fucking..."

If Stank could defeat Aesop, he really wanted to fight this guy, but Izmo fought him off.

"We've been practicing for two days." Meanwhile, Bruce kept rubbing his leg. "It's still so difficult. This thing doesn't seem like something the four of us can control. We can only barely control half of its body, the lower half at that. The upper half is completely out of our control. Is it just for show?"

"Honestly, even in the second half, our control wasn't good," Jer said. "Even now, we still can't shoot accurately or maintain our footing. It doesn't feel good."

Aesop nodded as well, and while thinking, he expressed his own feelings: "The burden on my waist is also very heavy, and I always feel that the sword is a bit redundant. Sometimes it is difficult to stand up. I wonder if it is because of Stank himself."

Stank: “?”

"We still need to continue improving," Aesop concluded. "Oh, and this, too."

Aesop took out four rings.

"What is this?" Jer asked.

"Every time I connect my consciousness, I have to use magic, and the magic of connecting consciousness is too complicated, so I simplified it." Aesop said, "As long as I wear this ring, I can automatically transfer my consciousness to the corresponding part."

Aesop's words immediately made the three people's expressions complicated.

Why does it feel like... it's another awesome magic, but it's used for weird things.

"These two are support rings, this one is the courtyard ring, and this one is the sharp ring." Aesop introduced the names of the rings to the three people one by one.

"It's a nice name, but it's hard to remember," Stank said casually.

"Oh, then keep it simple." Aesop pointed again, "Leg ring, leg ring, waist ring, chicken ring."

"Hey, hey, hey, it doesn't have to be that simple, you bastard! You've completely lost your cool!"

After dividing the rings, they asked, "How do we use them? Do we just have to wear them?"

"After putting it on, just yell 'Gaia'."

Bruce's mouth twitched slightly: "...Is it really that shameful?"

"Actually, you don't have to shout. You can use it even without shouting."

"Then why do you insist on shouting?"

Aesop replied, "I feel like it's more powerful if I shout it out."

The three of them were speechless to Aesop, but they were too lazy to care. After putting the ring away, they clamored to go eat and rest.

After all, being a Gundam pilot is very tiring.

Aesop was not an unscrupulous capitalist. His grandmother would not die soon anyway, so he could take his time and make adjustments. So the four of them went back to the room together, had their meal, took a nap, and only came out to work again after they had rested enough.

But when leaving the room, Aesop thought for a while and felt that there were still many areas that needed to be modified in Unit-01 compared to the strength of the sword, so he didn't need to practice sword skills in a hurry. He left his chicken ring in the room and didn't take it out.

But what Aesop didn't know was that not long after he left the room, a sneaky figure came in.

It was Youdi.

"Haha, I didn't expect I could sneak in here so easily." Yudi snorted. "What Forest Grandmother, what Quasi-Arcanist, what Star Magic, it's nothing more than that... Let me see what conspiracy you are planning."

As Youdi wandered around, she found the chicken ring that looked suspicious.

"what is this?"

She walked forward, thought for a moment, and put the ring on her hand.

"Strange, why is there no reaction..."

He stopped talking halfway through.

178 My head, my head!

"By the way, where's Aesop?"

When the three returned to the Tianting and were about to start the synchronized drill, they discovered that Aesop was missing and no one knew where he had gone.

"It seems Ivy called him away." Jer replied lazily, "She said she wanted Aesop to report on the progress of the Thunderbolt."

Stank was puzzled: "What is there to report?"

"After all, we've spent so much money on Yor Forest, so we have to see something." Jer was quite accustomed to this. "Hey, this kind of race that has survived for thousands of years is mostly like this. They are cautious in everything they do, afraid of this and that, and the thing they fear most is change. What we've done this time is something they've never seen before, or even heard of. Of course, they're worried."

Bruce asked, "Are you describing the descendants of the forest, or the elves themselves?"

"I'm telling you what I'm saying. Can't you hear me?" Jer said, "Besides, we elves are also descendants of the forest, but our origin isn't in this forest."

"But are elves really as bad as you say?" Stank was a little skeptical. "The elf girls I've met are all very good. They're proficient in various combat postures. They're not like what you say at all."

"That's one thing for another. Besides, the elves you see have already left the Elf Forest. They're pretty open-minded." Jair folded his arms, squinting at Stank, and said lazily, "Just take a walk through the Elf Forest and you'll understand what I mean. The signs on the Nightmare Shop there haven't changed in hundreds of years."

"What's this?"

Jer asked again, "The Dream Demon Girl inside hasn't changed in thousands of years, has it?"

Stank opened his mouth, but was immediately speechless.

"Stak, honestly, your taste is far too strong." Bruce covered his nose, as if he could smell something foul just thinking about this topic. He frowned and said in a muffled voice, "Does anyone really like those thousand-year-old elves? You said you like young elves one or two hundred years old, then I can understand. But a thousand years, the magic will stink."

"Shut up! I can't smell magic, so I'm not as pretentious as you magic chefs!" Stank was sandwiched between Jair and Bruce, looking a little angry. "It's because you damn magic chefs are too pretentious that you missed out on so many good girls! Unlike me, I'm not picky and can enjoy the beauty of the world to my heart's content!"

"Really? Then let's not talk about magic," Jer said quietly. "When you were fighting these old elves, did you ever think about how many of your kindred spirits could be accommodated in this thousand years?"

Stank began to think subconsciously.

The more I thought about it, the greener my face became.

"Stop talking, stop talking." Stank had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender. "In the future, I will also carefully consider the age issue... Bullshit! You two bastards, don't even think about breaking my XP so easily. My XP is as solid as a rock, and it's definitely not something you can easily shake with a few words! Just wait, sooner or later I will go to the Elf Forest and enjoy those beautiful elf sisters to my heart's content! Then you can be jealous!"

Jer's expression was odd: "Are you sure those are the elf sisters?"

Bruce was also a little bit unbelievable: "Are you sure we will be jealous?"

"...Okay, don't worry about these little details." Stank didn't think there was anything wrong with him, but he felt that he, a human, had no chance of winning against two magic chefs, Jair and Bruce. If Aesop were here... Damn, Aesop would be outnumbered three to one. This made Stank even more annoyed. He scratched his hair in anger and said, "Why do I feel like I've had no luck since I came to this damn place? Don't even talk about good luck, it should be bad luck. I feel like I haven't been so unlucky since I was born. Nothing I do goes well. I really want to go back."

Stank already missed it.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s a five hundred year old elf, a one thousand year old elf, or even a five thousand year old elf, as long as they are broad-minded, it’s okay. It’s like burying your head in the heart of such a person.

There are only wooden stakes here, it's too torturous.

"And Aesop!" Stank said, "I always feel that my recent misfortunes are all caused by this guy. I really want to take revenge on him, even if it's just a little bit. Let me take revenge on him!"

Stank became even more annoyed when he thought that he might be feminized and bullied by Aesop after he returned.

But at this moment, Jer suddenly patted Stank on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "Hey, hey, hey, it seems that the opportunity has come."

He was slightly startled, and then found that Jer's hand was pointing at something. He looked in the direction Jer pointed, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Stank saw that the "sword" of the Tianting, which was not far from him, suddenly shook.

This is no ordinary "sword". It is worthy of the huge body of Tianting, which is 50 meters high. The "sword" itself is naturally very huge and definitely cannot be blown by ordinary wind.

And the "sword" suddenly moved, there was only one possibility.

Someone connected the consciousness.

Among the four of them, only one has the "key" to connect to the "sword".

That's Aesop.

Good man, Aesop made the connection secretly without saying a word. What is he trying to do?

Is he secretly acting as a supervisor to see if they are slacking off?

The three of them exchanged glances, feeling that this was the most likely possibility. After all, judging by Aesona's unruly track record, he would have no problem doing something unmanageable.

That also means...

The three of them have never had such a tacit understanding and understanding. They put on the ring connected to the Tianting almost at the same time.

Since you have already taken the initiative to go up, don't blame us guys for being ruthless.

You've been treated so badly these past few days, so let a few of you guys give you a good beating to vent your anger. Is that okay?

So a few minutes later, the Tianting moved.

"The target is that rock!" Jer, who formed the legs, shouted, "Two forward! Come on!"

"Here we go, aiming!" Bruce responded in a loud voice. "It's up to you, Stank!"

"Leave it to me!" Stank said through gritted teeth, "Come and witness the strength of my waist and abdomen, you bastard!"

One hit, two hits, three hits!

Infinite combos!

Stank, who was at the waist, controlled the "sword" and launched a torrential downpour of damage towards the stone!

“Go for it, ahhhhh!”

Stank used all his strength.

Until the stone is completely broken into pieces!

This is undoubtedly the most perfect cooperation between the three of them in two days!

After it ended, the "sword" drooped limply, as if it had lost its life. The three people who had ended the connection collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Ouch, my legs..."

"My waist...is about to break."

The three collapsed people exchanged glances with each other, and then smiled with relief at the same time.

"Oh, don't underestimate us, Aesop." Stank murmured, "After all, I am your senior. Now... you know how powerful I am... Hehe, hehe..."

"What's so great about it?"

Just as he finished speaking, Aesop's voice sounded from above his head, startling Stank. He suddenly opened his eyes and found Aesop standing next to them, looking at the three exhausted people with a little curiosity.

"Why did you start practicing without waiting for me to come back?"

The three of them were stunned.

They looked at Aesop and found that there was no discomfort on his expression, and it didn't seem like he was pretending at all.

"Wait?!" Stank sat up suddenly from the ground. Because he moved too quickly, he twisted his waist and grimaced in pain, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He pointed at the Sky Thunder and asked, "You weren't in there just now?"

"No," Aesop replied, "I'm still asking Ivy for money."

The Stank people were stunned: "Who is in there?!"

In Aesop's room, Youdi covered her head, curled up on the ground and cried bitterly, no longer having her previous confidence and arrogance.

"Wuwuwu, my head, my head... You bastards, you bastards! Sooner or later, I will kill you, kill you, wuwuwuwu..."

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