"You looked nervous? If you need help you can tell . I know many jokes that can make you relax."
Myne, who was sitting on the nearly-built stone wall, massaging his sore legs from the gruelling training under the watchful eye of an old geezer, and now could hardly feel any life left in them, hearing his coach's voice beside him, his mouth twisted in annoyance.
"And why the hell would I be nervous? This isn't my ho, and I don't know you guys very well. Even if I died, I'd only lose a clone. So why do you have this misunderstanding that I'd be nervous? Instead of teasing , why don't you go and help your people? Maybe with you as a at shield, they'll feel much safer and secure," Myne spoke disdainfully, glancing at the heavily armoured, muscular giants, two to three ters tall, standing guard at the village entrance. They were equipped with giant spears, swords hanging from their waists, and battle axes strapped to their backs. They stood ready, waiting for the cooldown tir to hit zero and for the first wave of attacks to begin.
The unused wolves were kept in reserve for ergencies because the enemy was unknown and they didn't have enough giant wolves, losing even one was unacceptable for them.
Ryga and his daughter, Zhorra, who looked like a heroic princess in her golden armour (specially borrowed from the royal inventory by Myne to make his training sessions less painful, after all, she is his unwanted sparring partner, the happier she is, the less hellish his training would be), was a stunning sight. She sat atop her pure white wolf, sword at her waist and bow in hand. As the future hope of the tribe and the chief's right-hand man, she had no intention of charging headlong into battle against an unknown enemy.
"If they can't save their own lives and get defeated by the enemy even with such fine equipnt and weapons, then there's no point in motivating them. And I don't think the people I've trained with my own hands are so weak that they need to personally encourage them," Tharnak said confidently, pulling out a wine bottle from behind his back and taking a long swig.
"What are you guys talking about?" Morva, still in her casual house clothes except for a staff topped with a golden gem, walked up to them and smiled as she addressed them.
"Nothing, dear. Myne's just nervous, and I was encouraging him. You know, young people nowadays aren't like us, wild and bold enough to face any enemy without having any useless thoughts. They prefer to fight cautiously," Tharnak said with a mocking tone and chuckle heartily. Discover exclusive tales on My Virtual Library Empire
"Why are you laughing? There's nothing wrong with being cautious. Only an idiot would face an unknown enemy boldly without knowing anything about it. That's not bravery but seeking death. You were lucky in your youth to never encounter a forbidden enemy and have a smooth journey, but not everyone is so fortunate. People die every day, often because they're too careless and underestimate their enemies," Morva said sternly, glaring at Tharnak, who quickly shut up, and lowered his head not daring to look at his wife.
"Thank you, Grandma Morva. This helps a lot. Now I can finally rest for a mont," Myne gave Tharnak a smug, mocking look before turning to Morva gratefully.
"No problem, dear. You've helped us so much, the least I can do is this. If this old man ever troubles you again, just tell , and I'll teach him so manners..."
"Master, the ti is up."
As Morva finished speaking, a girl around 1.8 ters tall, with a super-hot figure, H-cup breasts, and a super-big butt, appeared beside Myne. She wore a super-skin-tight, full-body black suit resembling a ninja's, with a robe on top of it that revealed only her black eyes. She moved her face closer to Myne's ear and spoke emotionlessly.
At her voice, everyone's expression turned serious. But before anyone could speak, a thunderous roar echoed from the sky. The brightly lit sky suddenly turned dark, filled with stars. A red moon, surrounded by clouds, peeked out, shining its crimson light on the ground. A chill ran down everyone's spine.
"ROAR!!!"
Thousands—or maybe hundreds of thousands—of monstrous roars sounded from all around the forest, which had been peaceful until now. The red light seed to awaken their inner beasts, filling them with an insatiable thirst for blood.
But the surprises weren't over yet. Before anyone could comprehend the sudden appearance of so many monsters, everyone present in the dinsional creak—except a guy who was blatantly cheating in broad daylight—saw lights flicker on. Row after row of notifications appeared on their retinas, visible only to them.
The beautiful, sexy girl in a tight suit and robe, whom Gandu gave to Myne as a gift for taking care of him so much, was the daughter of his enemy. Now, as Myne's slave after receiving a double dose of the slave contract and hypnosis effect, she had absolutely beco a perfect maid in most n's minds—one who cared only about her master's happiness.
She sat down behind him and started relaying all the information appearing before her. This was also why Myne had honestly accepted the gift from Gandu—after all, he needed soone he could absolutely trust to keep him inford about the mysterious being who had teleported everyone to this strange place, seemingly to play a sandbox-style ga with them.
[ The ti is up. The awakening is beginning... ]
[ Random talent selection is in progress... ]
[ Monsters generating... Area difficulty being checked... ]
[ Processing complete... ]
[ Talent generation complete... ]
[ Congratulations! You received the B-Rank Talent: Rubber Body. You can stretch your body to its limit like rubber, and damage received from physical attacks will be reduced by 30%. ]
[ Trial Mission: Survive!
Description: Survive the crazy attacks of monsters all around you for the next 72 hours under any condition.
Difficulty: F Rank
Reward: Exit from the Trial stage of Dinsional Creak and invitation to The Main Server.
Failure Punishnt: Death! ]
[ Special Note: Those who are dead in their main world and are forcefully pulled into the beta version of the Dinsional Creak will directly enter the main server after completing the trial mission and cannot return to their main world. ]
[ Tip: The Dinsional Creak is being sealed; no one can enter it during the trial mission by any ans. ]
[ Tip: During the trial, every monster you kill will reward you with Dinsional Coins, which you can use after entering the main server. ]
[ ID: 97657
Race: Ordinary Human
Level: 1 (0/1000)
Health: 100/100
Energy: 50/50
Power Rank: G
Talent: Rubber Body ( B-Rank )
Occupation: None
Equipnt: A skin-tight black suit that increases charm against the opposite sex and allows ease of movent, and a normal robe to hide identity.
Dinsional Coins: 10
Overall Evaluation: A weak human whom anyone can crush under their feet like an ant. ]
[ Shelter: The Barbarian
Area: The Forest
Survival Difficulty: F ]
[ Trial Mission: Survive! ]
[ Ti Remaining before the end of the trial: 71:59:12. ]
After hearing the long list of information from his beautiful slave, Myne fell into deep thought. He looked around and saw that everyone was busy checking their information and trying to understand it. Since no one was paying attention to him, Myne quickly withdrew his consciousness from his clone body to his original one and opened a portal to the entrance of Aelmore Canyon.
His clone, whom he had ordered to co here on the way, had just walked out of the portal as well. After a nod, his clone walked toward the canyon, but before he could step into the foggy area, he was stopped by a transparent golden barrier. Myne and his clone looked at the barrier, which, after finishing its task, turned invisible once more. Their expressions turned to grim realization.
Since there was no way to break sothing so far beyond his league, Myne helplessly returned ho and re-entered his clone body. However, opening his eyes, he found everyone staring at him with worried expressions, even Ryga and Zhorra, who were supposed to be battling and standing in front of him.
"What?!" Myne stood up from the ground, dusting off his buttocks and asking with a frown.
"Have you checked? Is the entrance to your world really closed?" Zhorra, who had softened her attitude toward Myne sowhat after spending ti with him, especially since he gave her such a valuable gift, asked seriously.
"Sigh, sadly, yes. There was an invisible golden barrier at the entrance of my world. I'm afraid I can no longer help you guys. Now, you're on your own," Myne said helplessly, shrugging his shoulders.
"Damn it! Without a continuous supply of food, weapons, and potions, how the hell are we going to survive 72 hours?!" Zhorra threw her bow to the ground in frustration.
"ZHORRA!"
"Sorry, Father. I just got carried away!" Hearing her father's roar, Zhorra, who was full of anger and ready to vent it on soone, cald down instantly. After apologizing, she picked up her bow, jumped down from the stone wall, and returned to the front line, but everyone could still hear her cursing from afar.
"This girl has no patience at all," Ryga complained, shaking his head. "And with the supplies, Myne has brought us in the past few days, it should be enough to last 72 hours, as long as we don't take any unnecessary risks. Father, I hope you can take action if any big monsters appear."
"You can rest assured son. I'll make sure only monsters that your warriors can handle enter the boundary of our shelter," Tharnak said with a smirk, winking at Myne and kissing Morva to get so good luck, he jumped high into the sky like a rocket and flew away with a whooshing sound.
Ryga also wanted to say sothing cool before leaving, but suddenly, loud footsteps and a rustling sound caught everyone's attention. From the west of their shelter, green-skinned monsters, holding random objects found in the forest, erged from the woods and looked towards the shelter with bloodthirsty and greedy smiles on their ugly faces.
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