"Damn it, only two people among ten, God knows where the hell the rest were thrown," Myne cursed as he looked at the two scary-looking, muscular dudes beside him.
The next day, as Myne had promised, he went to Gandu, who was already waiting for him with ten heavily beaten people tied with rope, casually thrown in a corner of their headquarters. After Myne used his hypnosis skill on them and took them under his control, he rewarded Gandu for his hard work and brought them to Aelmore Canyon, handing them over to his clone.
Because he didn’t want to waste his clone’s skill slot, he had to use hypnosis on them himself.
"Tell me, did you guys see any words floating in front of your eyes?" Myne, who couldn’t wait to read the words of the mysterious being of this dimensional creak, asked the two hypnotized thugs.
"Yes!" Both of them replied mechanically, devoid of emotional expression.
"Great! Tell me what it says," Myne exclaimed excitedly.
The thug with a big cut on his cheek paused for a bit and spoke, "It says...
[ You have entered The Dimensional Creak (Beta Version )... ]
[ Checking qualification... ]
[ Qualification met! Welcome! Player 943822. ]
[ Survival difficulty is being checked... ]
[ Checked completely... ]
[ ID: 943822
Race: Ordinary Human
Level: 1 (0/1000)
Health: 20/100
Energy: 30/30
Power Rank: G
Talent: Locked ( Will be randomly drawn once at awakening. )
Occupation: None
Equipment: A ragged black line shirt that has a slight effect in keeping out the cold, and leather pants.
Dimensional Coins: 10
Overall evaluation: A weak human whom anyone can crush under their feet like an ant. ]
[ Shelter: None
Area: The Forest!
Survival Difficulty: F ]
[ Special Reminder: Please create your own or join someone else’s shelter as soon as possible, otherwise the eternal nights will eat you alive. The time remaining before the beta awakening is [1:21:10:48]. ]
After saying the time, the hypnotized thug fell silent, meaning there was nothing else to say. Not satisfied with the answer, or perhaps too shocked, Myne quickly asked the second thug about it, and he also said the same things except that his ID number was different, health points were 50/100, and energy was 60/70. Other than those those minor details, the rest of the things were exactly the same.
"Damn it, now I am even more desperate to know what my status looks like. After all, compared to those two idiots, I am hundreds of times more powerful... wait, what about skills? Why doesn’t any of their skills show in the panel? Is there something wrong with it?"
With such doubt in his mind, Myne asked one of the thugs to use his skill, which was a body enhancement type skill that made a particular area of his body as hard as steel. He found that the skill was working completely fine.
"Then why doesn’t it show in the panel? I need more information," Myne muttered. After cursing his bad luck for not being able to steal such a good skill as Headning, which was definitely a godly skill during bedtime, Myne killed both thugs who had no further use for him and walked in a particular direction. This time, he teleported to a familiar place and soon saw a small village beside a stream.
Not wanting to be misunderstood like last time and treated as a prisoner, Myne directly opened the portal and came in front of Tharnak’s house. But as soon as he walked out of the portal, he saw two pairs of beautiful eyes staring at him, one with curiosity and the other with a vigilant expression.
"Wow, and people mock us for being a bold idiot and a muscular baboon," The white-haired lady in a gorgeous dress spoke with a light chuckle.
"Grandma, no one those insulting words for our tribe, and even you, only use them to scold Father and Grandpa," The young girl beside her complained while rolling her eyes. She was 2.2 meters tall with an extremely beautiful face that seemed completely out of place among the rest of the women in the town. She had long black hair that reached her buttocks, wore nice-looking and fluffy clothes made from animal fur, had big, super-tightly F-cup size breasts, a slim but muscular body, and a black headband on her forehead.
"Young man, who are you, and how can we help you?" The white-haired lady didn’t take her granddaughter’s sarcastic words seriously and asked Myne with a beautiful smile.
"Sorry to disturb you, Grandma, but is old man Thar... Thanri... Damn it, what was his name... Forget it, the old man who lives in this house is in? Last time, because of some emergency, I had to leave urgently, and we still have a lot of things to discuss remaining," Myne, as careless as always, entered the courtyard as if he were in his own house and came in front of both ladies who were sitting under a tree.
"Well, the old man is indeed in the house, but right now he’s very busy with something. Why don’t you sit with us and talk? Maybe we can also help you. At least, compared to that idiot, we’re more reliable," The white-haired lady said with a smile, gesturing for Myne to sit down.
"You have a point. He’s indeed not a reliable guy. Last time, just to show off, he literally threw all the things in the living room at me, he has no respect for guests," Myne said, sitting down on the big chair, which made him feel a bit awkward as it was too big for his size. He looked like a child sitting on an adult chair. But he soon overcame the awkwardness and started complaining. Unless he was blind, he could tell that this white-haired lady was the real boss in this house, and as long as he could pour enough dirt in her ears, no one could save Tharnak from getting beaten.
"Oh, don’t worry about that. He’s already received the punishment of being cool. By the way, young man, why don’t you introduce yourself? My name is Morva Bloodhowl, and this is my granddaughter, Zhorra," Saying that, Morva glanced at Zhorra, who seemed to have gone into silent mode and hadn’t said anything except the first time. After receiving her grandmother’s meaningful smile, she exhaled a heavy breath and raised her hand at Myne, speaking with a poker face.
"Nice to meet you!"
"Hello, my name is Myne Fortuna. Nice to meet you too," Myne smiled at the big beauty who was two heads taller than him. He was about to grab her hand for a handshake when she moved her hand forward and grabbed his arm.
"In our tribe, we do handshakes like this," Zhorra said in a heavy voice with a deadly serious expression, holding Myne’s arm tightly as if she would pull it out of his shoulder the next moment, sending a chill down Myne’s spine.
"All right! I understand. You can let go now," Myne quickly pulled his arm back, grabbed his chair, and moved it closer to Morva. He didn’t want to stay near this kind of hot-tempered girl.
"She’s quite scary," He whispered to Morva in an extremely low voice.
"You think so too? Sigh, she inherited this talent from her father. Sometimes, she even scolds me for every little thing," Morva also moved her face close to Myne and spoke in a low voice.
"Then how do you deal with her? She doesn’t start beating everyone for every little thing, right? I’ve seen some hot-tempered women who, when they get angry at someone, either start throwing things at them or start cursing loudly."
"Oh, I’ve taught her good manners. When she gets angry at her family, she just runs out of the house to stay alone for some time. Only when she’s with outsiders would she explode and beat everyone to a pulp."
"So hot-headed. I think I better stay away from her. I’ve heard that most girls like her don’t like funny people. They can’t understand jokes and are very straightforward. If they misunderstand you, you’ll get beaten no matter what," Myne nodded with an understanding look on his face.
"You two, I can hear both of you," Zhorra, who had cross-popping veins on her forehead and was clenching her fists tightly, finally couldn’t help but speak through gritted teeth.
"Cough, cough, sorry, sorry, my bad," Morva apologized to her granddaughter before again moving her face close to Myne and saying, "We’ll continue on this topic later."
Myne, not wanting to get beaten, gave her a thumbs up.
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"So, Myne, what did you want to talk to my husband about?"
"Nothing serious. I’ve just teleported into this dimensional creak and wanted to gather some basic information. By the way, what is your power rank?" Myne, after realizing that Morva was very easy-going, came straight to the point and asked curiously.
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"It’s E, what about you? You’re also from another world, huh? Now it explains your height being so small… If I’m not wrong, you’re a human, right?" Morva replied after a moment of silence, probably opening her status panel to confirm the data.
"Oh, mine is only G. You’re so powerful. Seems like I should also start making muscles, hehehe… And yes, I’m from a small human world, not worth mentioning. Since you look so similar to humans, I’m curious what your race is," Myne replied jokingly while touching his jelly-like biceps.
"According to this strange data panel, we’re enhanced humans, but I don’t believe it. Our ancestors clearly mentioned that we’re barbarians, a completely different race from those tiny humans," This time, it was Zhorra who replied, and her voice was filled with unquestionable pride.
But aren’t barbarians also humans? It’s just that they couldn’t accept the development speed of the rest of humanity and lived like ancient people, so people started calling them barbarians? Although Myne wanted to complain, thinking that it could cost him a good beating, he honestly didn’t open his mouth.