Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

On the inside of the gloomy jungle, even the mystery was felt.

The rising trees and vines cover more than half of the sky, while the sunlight that sits between the crevices of the leaves adds to that strange atmosphere.

It's like a cursed pedestrian who shouldn't literally come in.

I entered slowly with Copson in an adventurous spirit. Thinking about it, it seems that working alone with him is only a matter of a few years.

He's a trustworthy man, though, so it's enough to leave his back.

"It's fucking spacious."

"That's it."

"Just like the home of Bavaria. Maybe the Barbarians aren't from the jungle either."

What the fuck.

Korea should not be a jungle.

"What nonsense is that you're a nomadic nation."

"Isn't that where nomadic peoples or jungle peoples go? Come on, give me a hint. No, what the hell is the name of that mysterious tree!"

"Fuck you, motherfucker."

"Uh-huh."

I was uncomfortable moving in the barrel with the floor rattling. I looked around as I moved to a decent place without getting a bit bitter.

It rises high like a giant swamp and bush covering the interior of the jungle. They felt like they were growing at some sort of a deadly pace.

Let's take care of this and find a way.

The background is all there, so if you're wrong, you're lost. If you get lost elsewhere, you may become a cruel monster who wanders for eternity.

This is an ominous legend that goes down to some savage tribe in the South American origins, where children who get lost in the jungle and even lose their lives after their bodies have completely decayed, have four arms. It is said that the six legs and the whole body are resurrected as monsters covered in black feathers, and they roam the jungle until the moment the world ends, hunting and eating human beings.

It is probably a legend from the academic community that was created to frighten tribal children from shooting around in stray terrain, but the truth is, I don't know.

Somehow, I felt strongly about it.

-Goooooooo.

Maybe the cry of the beast coming from the other side is the scream of a child who has become a monster.

"Copson. Can you remember the way?"

I asked him who was stepping cautiously with the knife.

"I don't think I can go into detail. Well, it's not going far, is it? I'm heading back to the origin after a moderate amount of time. I think we should search the other side again at the origin."

"That's reasonable. Let's do that."

"By the way... Barbarian. Don't you smell the money?"

"Uh-huh, I'll take it from here."

If it's a forest like this, it's definitely a herb or horsepower that's worth a fortune. or poisonous mushrooms.

"What a savage sense of smell... Hmph."

I received knowledge of wild plants from Winia last day and have developed the ability to distinguish something worth some money.

We looked at the underside of trees, rocks, and peculiar-looking vines while being wary of monster raids.

"Hmm, this."

Copson, who found something, lowered his posture.

When I came closer, I saw a mushroom that looked unrealistic. The design mushrooms, as if they originated from the nightmare of the photon, were enough to shock the seer.

The name of the mushroom is Miriam Mushroom, which is Winiafically Toxic and can be sold for about two coupons per dog.

"It's a poisonous mushroom. Let's keep it."

"Do you know?"

"Of course."

I cut a hard base with a knife, picked up a leaf that was rolling around, wrapped it around, and carefully put it in the pouch. "Lucky for you." Copson starts looking around again.

- Booooooooooooo.

At that time, something unpleasant began to sound.

I immediately pointed the knife against my back with Copson.

"Hey, Copson."

"... there you are. There are monsters in the jungle."

- Booooooooooooo.

It was a monster that looked like a giant wasp. When I saw a small insect fly, I remembered the jar of solitude.

This is a monster I've never seen before.. No way!

"The venom of the fallen!"

"Is that the name of that disgusting bug?"

"No."

Monsters like Giant Spider and Giant Bat were familiar, but not the wasps with those monstrous tentacles on their mouths.

No, I mean, is that a horse bee in the first place?

Once the abundance is sealed, let's see the battle with a knife.

"Let's get each other."

"Ugh, that's so gross. That thing is flying...!"

Since there were two of them, I agreed to catch one with Copson and started the battle.

- Pa!

The Taekwondo and Taekwondo laws are at an early age. He then performed an extremely efficient drill with a combination of casting tools, and cast a serpent jump with enhanced angular force.

- Flying head exam.

Humanitarian jumping, I tried to drop him by spreading the same flying scalpel as the essence of the Aerobic Assassination Act.

Focus on the muscles.

Steel strikes are not the only insect monsters that can be defeated.

"Die!!!"

- Wedge!

A fast and steady blade cuts one wing clean. - Pass. The one who loses his wings crashes powerlessly. As soon as I approached him slippery, I trampled on his horrible head.

- Fuseok!

That was the end of it, and Copson was slaughtering the wasps in a similar way. In the first place, none of this was going to be our opponent.

"Hmm... I've never seen a monster like this before."

"Yes?"

Copson, the first local in the world to say he saw it, is definitely a strange monster. Now that they look like bees, are they making beehives and living as a group?

"Then let's take care of the body."

"No, wait."

I wanted to collect poison needles or poison sacks that might be in my mind, but... I thought they might be working in a group.

I don't want to deal with a bunch of bees who took it for nothing and then came to avenge their comrades. It could be a species that's sensitive to peer smell.

"I think I might have a colleague because I see you two walking around. If you come to the organization because you can smell it for nothing... don't you think you'll find it so good?"

"I think I heard that. It was almost dangerous."

And I don't want to get chewed up by people who are stuck here for no reason. I think we better get out of here right now.

"Let's get out of here. Let's go back to where we first came from."

"I see. I think that would be good."

"Oh, right. Wait a minute."

I was about to go back, but I thought I should see what that wasp was doing. I roughly cautioned Copson and tore the body apart.

As expected, I saw a bag of liquid containing saliva and what it was... I saw it smelling terrible, so I was sure I would see blood.

There were eight long tentacles on the head, like squid, with beak-shaped jaws on the inside.

Overall, this monster looks unusual.

Did the terrain change from forest to jungle?

"Fourth!"

"Ow!"

After the investigation, he returned to the path where he had been thrown away, as if he had fled.

- Table tennis.

While the whole world looked like the same jungle, we sprinted in search of the right path. Go back to the source and start exploring again.

How long have you been running?

"Ha... Let's take a break."

"Hoo, let's do that."

I decided to take a break and sat on a flat rock and drank water.

I sweated because of the high humidity. Armor will surely save my life, but I feel frustrated at this point.

"Just a little further over there, I think I'll get the origin."

"Is that so? I don't know, because it's similar from the middle."

After drinking water, I took out a few pieces of meat and chewed them. By the way, I think there have been a lot of other adventurers in here besides us... but I didn't see much of it.

Of course I'd rather not see it.

"Uh-huh, actually, so am I."

"Shit, aren't we lost? Hrrh."

"I don't know."

After a brief meal with Copson, I moved back. A long bush that rises along the outskirts. Honestly, if you're lost, you'll have no problem finding that.

"Oh, Barbarian. What is this?"

"I don't know."

I was walking around, so of course I could also find things like unusual orchids. I filled the pouch while ripping off the plants with it.

This was literally a material item. Shortly after, he was able to gather materials that were close to 20 coopers.

"I should have brought a bag of herbs."

"Be sure to bring it next time."

Anyway, it's the origin.

I think I'll be out in a little while...

"Ouch!"

- Teschaaaaaaah!!!!

- Tescha!! Tescha!!

- Teschaaaaaaah!!!

I was about to take a look at the base of the tree, and suddenly a piece of gremlin poured out from it. Those low-key green monsters are coming to my knee!

"What the fuck Gremlin bastards?"

"Isn't it spring? It's a time when they feel like they're ripping their balls off."

"These bastards, was spring the season?"

"Spring Nymph creatures."

Violently running, the Gremlins swung their limbs as they emitted a glowing glow.

"Copson."

- Bummer!

Already, these lowly monsters can't be our opponents after all the pregnancy. I kicked the trunk of the running Gremlins and cut the jumpers across.

"Uh-huh, but why?"

Copson also laughs and cuts off their bristles like a potato peel. Pull! Gremlin, who jumped, tried to target my head. However.

Slow.

This attack is too slow. A mere wild strike without any kind of nothingness. Rather, Mutu is better off with them.

"Asuraphahemia."

You punch him right in the face, Techaaaaaaaaah!!!! I flew away with a huge scream. In fact, it was not even worth using a weapon for them anymore.

I'm abusive Kim Kat.

I decided to put the sword in my sword and fight it with a boxer. - Teschaat!! They don't know the subject, they see their family cut off.

"Blood clot angle."

- Yikes!

It's like kicking a soccer ball, kicking a motherfucker and blowing it away and saying, "Wall power." He grabs the runner's face and throws it to the ground.

After using the voiceless, it's the law of right of action and Taekwondo.

- Papapod!

- Borz-bornz!

A stunning punch and kick made Gremlins a slut in an instant.

"Bavarian. What the hell is that weird rumbling sound?"

"It's like a tribal ritual."

Copson, who had knifed his last remaining abdomen, asked. It is the national rule to shout the name of the technology when using the original statelessness.

"It's over. Well, I don't see much to take care of."

"You useless motherfuckers."

The workmen of Gremlins were instantly annihilated. All that was left on the scene was blood and blood.

"Let's go now."

He robs the knife and fist and moves again. Even in the jungle, this place is also in front of Isvandt's nose. There was no attack from monsters stronger than I thought.

That's when I came back to the origin.

"I knew this would happen, you son of a bitch."

"Where the hell are we?"

I was lost.

"Fuck."

"You're a dick."

I came all the way to where I came from, but I didn't know where I was. Are you out of your league? Or do you think we should go further?

I have no idea.

"Bar, barbarian. What the hell! My body is starting to tremble all of a sudden!"

Copson was anxious, screaming seizures.

"Hey, hey. Calm down, but it's okay because there's a bush here."

The outskirts of the jungle were surrounded by bushes like walls. Even though I was a little lost, if I cut through this bush, I would be able to get out.

"Well, I guess so. Wherever you're going, just cross this bush and you'll be able to get out. You didn't even have to find the origin."

"If you get dizzy, you better find it. I don't know where I'm going."

I didn't find the origin, but I'll be able to get out.

"Let's just get this far and get back to the city."

"Got it. Next time, I think we should get some stuff to make a map."

"The map is useless in this place."

Professionally trained people may not be able to make the right maps in these severe jungles, but even if they did, reading them would be even more serious.

- Spatula.

So he and Copson cut the bush to get out of the jungle.

Yes, I definitely thought so.

I cut down the bush for about 30 minutes and went outside.

"Fuck..."

"What the hell..."

There was also a jungle spread out.

I'm lost, motherfucker.