I will be The Monkey God!

A common soldier would be equipped with steel armor, leather pants, and a short sword hanging on his hip. His head would be exposed and boots at most would protect him from pebbles.

Their equipment would be usually loud and now a lot of metallic sounds clanked from behind.

Michu turned around and looked at all the soldiers approaching him while wobbling. They were often complaining and scratching their hair with flushed faces from the absurd they had just heard.

"Lord Fabian must have lost his mind… What happened for him to even work with those devils?" The youngest one, around eighteen years old, spoke without curses. He was the most clear-headed here and pondered about this sudden order with some reasoning behind it.

A little older than him kicked pebbles on their way and complained, "I don't give a fuck… I will just stay on watch for today, then request a shift somewhere else."

Many shared the same thought as them. It didn't take a genius to cry and complain, then frame someone with blatant lies. Even if their lord wouldn't do much, they would still be able to leave enough impact for him to send them somewhere else.

The rumors would spread and then this stupid player would leave.

The worst soldiers were around age thirty, though. They never stopped talking, "Here we are. Oh, look at that devil bitch. Isn't she too careless? The way she crosses her arms makes me believe she is deliberately spilling out her tits like that."

"That's what I call a devil… Those bastards can modify their bodies, so she must have done too," Another man in his thirties voiced his opinion out loud.

They were rude and sleazy, people that many would like to see getting slapped a few times.

Hearing them, Venomous didn't change her posture. She just looked at them with genuine disgust and a derisive smile that taunted them well.

'Did this lord send all the generations he has in his ranks?' Inwardly, Venomous asked herself as the soldiers ranged from young men to the old men who just kept their mouths shut.

If her guess was correct, then all of them hated players and Lord Fabian wanted to use Michu's innocence to change their views.

It was a good attempt as losing people would hurt him, but he also needed to work more with those players. A normal player wouldn't suffice, but the monkey and snake duo was just perfect.

"Stop that." Michu finally spoke, his eyes on the people who were too rude. He went over them with his big eyes, then continued, "Women are sensitive about these things and most don't like to hear about others commenting on their bodies. They would rather hear their beloved say it out, so keep your comments to yourself!"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I see you guys have a good build! It's good to exercise! In the past, I used to mimic a lot of people I saw at the gym! It was pretty fun, haha!" Using the player's inventory, Michu took off his clothes.

He displayed his muscles, from top to bottom, leaving himself just in his briefs.

Next to him, Venomous' eyes looked from top to bottom with indifferent eyes, but a faint rose color crept onto her cheeks.

"I never talked with them because I had no money for a gym, but I hope we can exchange some pointers! Show me your bodies!" Michu smiled brightly as he knew he could tell it to them.

Why? Because they were so rude to Venomous he could just ask them to strip!

The middle-aged man laughed out loud, "Brat with no hair on his chest wants to exchange some pointers? You aren't thick enough!" Surprisingly, the whole meeting turned out different than everyone imagined.

The middle-aged dude took off his clothes and exposed his hairy chest and stomach. He also had some leaving his pants…

"Jesus Christ..." Venomous quickly returned to look at Michu. It has to be said, but her blush returned.

The man was totally ignoring the lady! Though what he said had been rude, he wouldn't force her to look or do nasty things. Even if she was a devil, the man just had a sharp tongue and a rude way of dealing with things.

His pals also challenged Michu and the whole forest became filled with ridiculing laughter as Michu was smaller and had fewer muscles.

However, Michu didn't care, "I have a lot to work on! I heard from my little sister that our food can not give me proper nutrients, but I still managed to get pretty good, right?"

"Wait… What do you mean by that?" The man asked back but he was, for the first time here, quietly. It was like a whisper, so Michu didn't record anything.

He just pointed his finger at the eighteen years old soldier.

Both of them were eighteen years old, so they should compare the most.

Seeing the index finger was pointed at him, the eighteen years old soldier flinched, then waved his hand, "I have proper swordsmanship rather than-"

"To hold a sword, you have to be strong enough! I also work hard to make my staff the strongest! No need to be embarrassed! We are far from our peak!" Michu chimed in and shouted.

The poor soldier began to take off his clothes.

"..." And since he was around Michu's age, Venomous' curiosity and more took over her. Her eyes finally returned to the main stage where she could see an eighteen years old soldier standing like straw on the field.

He was thin, his muscles looked like a joke compared to Michu. His pale skin also looked worse than Michu's tanned one from the outdoor exercise. It didn't suit him at all and his trembling appearance dealt the blow to everyone's impression.

Michu thought differently, "You aren't that bad! I see you have been trying to work! Have a banana!"

Oblivious to the fact that Venomous looked at his every move carefully with big eyes, Michu threw a banana out of his inventory, then took one for himself.

"Thanks…" The young soldier answered quietly...

He chewed on it loudly, a genuine pleasure spreading on his face. "You see, guys? It's far better to talk about bodies with someone willing to talk about it! We should exchange pointers now. My daily routine is to jog to the school, then use its hot water to clean myself! Hehe, don't call me sneaky." Monkey sent thumbs up and continued.

But at this point, everyone could tell that Michu was from poor origins and struggled his way in another world. He had it rough, but everyone believed he moved through every obstacle with a smile on his face.

For a devil, he didn't look like one.

No one could think of him as a devil…

And the way he ate the banana… How could someone enjoy something so simple with such gleeful eyes and full cheeks?

"Can I have… banana too?" The most vocal man… asked…

"Sure!" Michu passed the precious banana he had toiled for with a big smile. For a second, many believed that taking this banana would be a crime.

But after one soldier took it into his hands, Michu took many more and passed to everyone! One by one, the soldiers peeled off the skin and began to chew on the fruit.

Venomous was taken aback by this development…