Dancing Eggplant

After binge-playing a game for seventy-two hours, the single-player streamer Yang Yu, who made his living selling game guides, quietly passed away in his bed.
Unaware of his own death, he was invited by a deity to conquer an RPG game, and was persuaded into choosing the hardest civilian starter.
Couldn't even defeat a single slime after leaving the novice village? Want to learn a taunt skill but have to actually verbally taunt? And the gacha only yields trash?
Faced with numerous hardships, he actually... got excited.
A true gamer never fears challenges; they only fear the game being too easy.
As his sparse panel began filling out, Yang Yu felt an unprecedented satisfaction swell within him, and he became addicted to making waves, unable to stop himself.
'Hey? There seems to be a lone hero up ahead. Watch as I turn him into a unit of combat power! Damn, I’ve been spotted. Hero, don't run away!'

Demon King: Hero, don't run away!

He opened the letter, which contained only a very brief sentence: "Have you ever tasted the cuisine of the Underground Maze or that of the Otherworld?"


Looking at the letter, a flicker of peculiarity passed through Mr. Qilom's deep gaze. He initially wanted to crumple the letter and throw it into the trash bin, but his curiosity got the better of him.


It had been far too long since he had made a dish that satisfied himself, and now, even with just a shred of hope, he was willing to give it a try.


"Tell him I am willing to meet him! But if he dares to deceive me, he will bear the consequences! Now, bring him to me!"


After speaking, Mr. Qilom slammed the door and walked to the very center of the restaurant.


The chefs present all wiped a bead of sweat and immediately welcomed the two individuals waiting outside, bringing them to Mr. Qilom's table.


With his legs crossed and arms folded, Mr. Qilom looked at the two people the chef had brought in.


Chapter 129: Pandora's Magic Box