An invincible journey that begins with a different race

Before Stank could think of anything, Jer added next to him: "Stank will go to the sex shop and transform into a succubus to fuck with you."

"?"

Just as Stank was about to get angry, Aesop shook his head: "That's no need, Stank doesn't look good to me."

"...?"

Stank suddenly felt two swords thrust into his chest, causing a burst of pain.

"Don't fucking look down on me, bastard!" The swordsman's self-esteem burned like a rising flame. "If I change my gender and become a woman, then there will be no other women! If you can really If you sell this foot washing water, I will really go to the sex shop and let you do whatever you want!"

Seeing that Stank was on fire inexplicably, Aesop tilted his head. Although he felt a little strange, he still responded: "Okay."

Then he walked into the juice shop with the basin in his arms, and the three of them followed him immediately.

Aesop explained his purpose to the boss, and did not miss the information that it was cooked with his feet.

The boss suddenly showed an expression of disbelief: "Are you crazy? Who would buy your foot washing water?"

Stank suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he was still a normal person.

Then I felt a little regretful. I just talked about the conditions for Aesop's success, but didn't mention the consequences of his failure. This is completely unfair. I have to think of ways to add something... Could I use the same requirements to make Aesop? Go to a sex shop?

Damn it, what a dark game this is.

However, just when Stank was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard his boss say "Hey".

"Don't tell me." The boss scratched his head and said with some confusion, "This thing... smells weird."

Stank: "?"

One hundred and sixty-one please!Let me try it again!

"This thing seems really evil."

The juice shop owner carefully looked at the pot of potion in front of him and felt very embarrassed.

The difficult part is that he can indeed smell the extraordinary power from this potion, exuding a fascinating aura.But the appearance of this thing was really not very good, especially since the manufacturer said it was boiled with his feet, which really made him confused as to what to do with it.

After thinking for a while, the owner of the juice shop said to Aesop: "This thing of yours is indeed magical, but I don't know how to give you a price, so let's just put it here for you to sell it. I only receive [-]% of the money sold, but I will explain the origin of this potion to the customer, what do you think?"

Aesop thought for a while and felt that there was no problem, so he nodded.

The juice shop owner immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Stank on the other side also breathed a sigh of relief. At least this way, it was not sold immediately. Although the juice shop owner didn’t look like a normal person (shouldn’t a normal person refuse directly? ), but the customers should be normal people, no one would be willing to spend money to drink foot washing water.

"In that case, you and your friends can wait nearby." The owner of the juice shop pointed to the tables and chairs nearby and said, "I can only sell it for you for one afternoon, because my shop is all about freshness. Juice... this thing of yours can be considered juice. It cannot be stored for more than one afternoon, otherwise it will not be fresh. If it is not sold for more than one afternoon, then you can't blame me. "

"No problem." Aesop said, "My potion is also very fresh. I just brewed it this morning."

Juice shop owner: "..."

It would be better if you didn't say it was boiled with your feet.

But the owner of the juice shop also knows that human magicians do like to add some weird things when making potions. I heard that some perverts like to add boogers to potions, but I don’t know if it’s true.

But is it more disgusting to add boogers or boil it with your feet?

The owner of the juice shop didn't know how to make a decision for a while, and he couldn't help but wonder if selling this thing would ruin the "clean and hygienic" sign of his shop.But now it's too late to regret it. I've already agreed to it, so I can only give it a try.

At this time, the four of them were already sitting at the small table next to them, waiting.

"Aesop, you should give up." Stank continued to speak to Aesop, "Have you forgotten the Flower Demon Tavern opened by the dwarf in Dream Demon Town? Look at what happened behind that shop. "

Aesop said: "But didn't you still drink? And you drank happily."

Stank suffocated, and then said with some embarrassment: "Didn't you know that it was stepped on by a dwarf at the time? And he was also given a hallucinogen. If it was a normal situation, who would drink that kind of wine! Normal people would You won’t drink wine that a man stepped on. As for you, the store manager will tell the customers that you stepped on it. Think about it, will the customers still be in the mood to drink it when they see a stinky man like you? So you’d better give up. , it’s impossible for you to win this bet!”

Aesop still insisted: "I think I can win, but..."

"but what?"

Aesop thought for a while and said: "If I win, can you cover your face when you go to the Sex Transformation Dream Demon Shop? Otherwise, I really can't convince myself to fight."

Stank: "..."

Hard, fist hard.

If Aesop were a woman, he would definitely go up and give Hongru a violent beating, but Aesop was a man, and a stinky man that he could not beat, so Stank could only tolerate it for the time being and wait for Aesop. This bet failed.

Look, Aesop, no one will come to buy your foot wash this afternoon!

How can there be so many lunatics in this world!

……

Alia felt very tired.

How many times has this failed?

She couldn't remember clearly. In her mind, it had been at least five years since she became a third-level magician.In the past five years, she has tried countless times to take a step further and get rid of the title of primary magic, but she has never been able to do so.It was as if her talent was already like this, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not make her magic power go any further.

This made Aaliya very unwilling.Although she knew that at her current age, reaching the level three magician was considered an acceptable achievement.

But Alia still felt that it was not enough, because once the tree demon passed that age, its magic power would be relatively stable, and it would not be that simple to practice it in the future.

Hey... when will we succeed? Hurry up and enter level four.

Aaliyah sighed as she walked into her favorite juice shop.

She didn't even have the desire to look up at the boss. She just weakly reported the juice she always drank, and then waited for the boss to prepare it for her.

But the boss never did it. Instead, he said with some hesitation: "Um...Alia, have you successfully advanced to the fourth level magician?"

As soon as Aaliya heard what the store owner said, she immediately became angry.

It really is a pot that can't be opened without mentioning it!

Now Aaliya was not even in the mood to drink juice. She immediately stood up from the chair and prepared to leave. She thought that she must reach Level [-] this time, otherwise she would never leave the house!

She swears!

But the shop owner stopped Aaliya again: "Well, Aaliya, I don't want to laugh at you, but I want to tell you that I have a new juice here... uh, a magic potion, maybe it will Will it help your practice?"

Potion?

Aaliya stopped, turned her head, and looked at the shop owner suspiciously: "Aren't you selling juice here? Why are you still selling magic potions?"

The shop owner smiled coquettishly: "This... came out of nowhere, but it wasn't made by me, it was made by someone else, and the way it was made was rather strange..."

Then, the shop owner told Aria how to make the potion.

After hearing this, Aaliya's eyes widened and her anger started to rise again.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?!" Aaliyah said, "How could the potion be made from feet... then it's foot washing water! Are you bluffing me into drinking foot washing water!?"

"Well, it's not really foot washing water, but it's quite evil." The shop owner lifted the basin up, "You can take a look..."

"Look at your size!" Alia shouted angrily, "Who do you think I Alia is... Oh no, what kind of tree do you think I am?! I am a magician and I have dignity! Even if there is The foot washing water can improve my state of mind, and I will never... hiss... why does it still smell good?"

After a while, everyone watched helplessly as Aria drank all the potion in the basin, rushed to Aesop, grabbed Aesop's shoulders and shouted loudly.

"Give it to me! Give it to me more!"

"Let me taste your feet... no, your potion!"

"Please!"

[-] Little bees picking flowers

An hour later, Stank stood in front of the juice bar, smoking a cigarette and looking up at the sky covered by countless branches. His dark eyes were full of doubts about life.

Aesop's foot washing water has been sold out, and a psychotic female dryad drank it all in one go. She even hugged Aesop's thigh and insisted on "taste yours", which made Stank feel that his whole outlook was ruined. About to be reset.

Why are there such people and why are there such things?

And why did such a person and such a thing happen to me?

Stank felt very tired, so tired that he could no longer love.

At this time, Aesop walked up to him and gently patted Stank on the shoulder: "It's okay, Stank. Don't worry about that kind of thing."

Stank turned his head and looked at Aesop's extremely sincere eyes, and his heart moved: "You mean, you don't need me to fulfill that bet? Haha, I knew it, Aesop, you are indeed my brother..."

"No." Aesop shook his head and said seriously, "I mean, I will be gentler, don't worry."

Stank: "..."

Aesop was silent for a while, as if he was afraid that Stank would not believe it, and then added: "As long as you cover your face."

"...You are so fucking stupid, you are so fucked up, you are so fucked up!"

Stank really couldn't bear it anymore and really wanted to fight to the death with Aesop.Having said that, fighting to the death does not seem to be unacceptable.

After all, being beaten to death is better than being poked, by a man!

Finally, after a heated discussion, the two decided to wait until they returned to discuss the matter.

In other words, you have to go back and do it again.

Anyway, Stank first used the word "drag" to delay as long as he could.

"What about that female dryad just now?" Stank became angrier as he thought about it. If it hadn't been for that crazy female dryad, how could he have been in such a dilemma.

Aesop pointed to the dead female dryad lying on the table beside her, and said: "There she is, she is too annoying and keeps pestering me, so I can only knock her out first."

Stank turned his head and looked over, and found that the female dryad had indeed collapsed on the table and fell asleep. She was obviously knocked unconscious by Aesop's magic.

What kind of evil has this...really done? Is this the so-called idiot?It's so much better than those incubi in the incubus shop who label themselves as sluts.

"But we've already got the money." Jer and Bruz walked over with a bag of money, then shook it in front of Stank's face, and then Bruz said, "It sounds like a lot."

"It just sounds like it." Jier spread his hands and said, "But it's actually not much. I just asked the store owner, and the store owner said that if you want to visit Dream Demon stores with this money, you can only go to two Dream Demon stores at most. In other words, only two of the four of us can go to Happy.”

"Actually, it's not a matter of choosing two out of four." Brutz said, "This potion was made by Aesop, and he will definitely go, so the next step should be for the remaining three of us to choose one."

After hearing what Brutz said, Stank and Jer's expressions immediately became serious.

Although I don’t want to visit Mengmao Store, everyone has become accustomed to it after going there so many times. It doesn’t matter if I don’t go there once.

But it would be different if I went one less time and went with my brothers instead of being left behind.

Think about it, all the brothers have gone to have fun, and you are the only one left in the house, waiting hard for the brothers to return.After waiting all night, the brothers with lipstick marks on their faces returned wandering back. While holding up their baggy trousers, they said things like "Actually, it's just normal. I wouldn't have gone if I had known better." But you just How it feels to be able to look down at the five girls who were damaged in battle...

He was simply abandoned by the whole world!

So you must not be left behind!

There is no brotherhood at this point, only fighting, fighting and fighting!

The winner gets to fight five girls!The loser gets to fight the fifth girl!

Come on, in this battle that puts dignity on the line, Stank takes the lead: "Actually, I think, Bruce, you fought three times in a row last night, so you should rest tonight, right? Otherwise, it's really because of exhaustion. And being eliminated would be bad."

"Oh, did the first attack fall on my head?" Brutz crossed his hands and counterattacked without fear, "There is no way. As a bear tribe, I am a bit more capable, and I am also very troubled. It would be better to say that for me, the three consecutive cuts are just a small test, not to mention exhausted, not even worn out!"

"Hey, you're a dog, not a bear!"

"Oh, oh, oh, I accidentally forgot that I am a dog again... No, I am a dog, not a dog!"

Seeing how fiercely the two of them were fighting, Jer said slowly: "Stank, according to your logic, I only fought once last night, which is the least among us, so no matter what, you should let me follow Aesop. "

Stank was shocked, wondering how he had forgotten that there was a middle-aged old elf here who came once a night!

So after he pondered for a while, he said: "Look, you can only fight once a night. Your body is already so bad. In this case, you won't be able to go. You'd better have a good rest. If you don't, you can only fight once. Wouldn't it be a waste to go to the Dream Demon Shop? It's not cost-effective."

The corner of Jer's mouth twitched slightly: "... Do you see what you said? Ah, Stank, you can say such things. Stop saying it. I will definitely tease you with Aesop when we go back. !”

"Can you not give up the pot and pick up the pot? I'm doing this for your own good, bastard. Don't buy it, bastard!"

As a result, the three of them started arguing in front of the store over who was more qualified to go to the Dream Demon Store. Finally, the store owner couldn't stand it anymore and ran out to smooth things over.

"If it doesn't work, go to a cheaper store." The store owner felt that if the three of them continued to argue like this, he would stop opening his juice store. "There is a store that quite meets the needs of the four of you. …I mean price-wise.”

"Oh?" Stank turned to look at the shop owner, "Boss, you know me very well."

The shop owner coughed lightly: "Don't get me wrong, it's just that I have cooperation with that shop. It's not a traditional Dream Demon shop, but it's definitely something you've never experienced before."

"What kind of dream shop have we not experienced before?"

The store owner said: "The little bees picking flowers."

[-] A flower without petals

Half an hour later, they arrived in front of a dream shop called "Bee Girl's Sweet Honey".

It's said to be a dream shop, but it doesn't feel very much like it. It feels more like a garden... No, this is actually a garden. At a glance, you can see all kinds of flowers covering the entire garden.

"Are we... in the wrong place?" Stank said suspiciously, "Is this really the Dream Demon Shop?"