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!

    Standing next to Yang Yu, Iyas was stunned, she couldn't earn a hundred Gold Coins even if she washed dishes for four hours, yet Yang Yu had directly asked Mr. Qilom for a billion...


    Just by serving some mysterious food from who knows where and having a casual conversation, how could the other party possibly give you a billion just like that?


    Iyas looked at Yang Yu's side profile. Yang Yu's serious expression didn't look at all like he was joking.


    "Hahaha!" A hearty laughter echoed in the empty restaurant, Mr. Qilom laughed out loud, the air filled with a joyful atmosphere, "Your story is good, but a billion is too much. At your age, I wouldn't even dare to think of that number."


    Iyas's eyebrows slightly raised, for some reason, she felt extremely upset, as if it was not Yang Yu negotiating with Mr. Qilom, but herself.


Chapter 131 But, I Refuse