Chapter 8: Is This Really a Newbie?

"What, what is this?"

  "It's over, it's over, he's going to eat someone."

  "How can his neck stretch out so long, what kind of monster is this?"

  There are even some who are no longer afraid to look.

  Eyes tightly closed, even the headphones were tossed aside.

  "Is this a hellish novice quest, how can this possibly last?"

  The mere sight of these monsters gave them no power to resist.

  Not to mention surviving three days.

  "It's all over."

  A bunch of people cringed.

  Splat--

  Just when the crowd was in despair, a hand suddenly landed on "Elon's" neck.

  This is too sudden.

  Even "Elon" didn't react.

  He turned around in dismay, and then saw it, the real Elon!

  Elon was sizing up the thing in front of him.

  [Name: Scarecrow

  Race: Demon

  Physical Fitness: 14

  Strength: 17

  Speed: 8

  Spirit: 139]

  Another scarecrow.

  The viewers in lvan's live broadcast room were directly shocked and jumped when they saw this scene.

  "He actually grabbed something so horrible straight away!"

  "I'm super, he's not scared!"

  "I'm afraid to look."

  Only Elon was calm and was staring at the scarecrow with a smirk.

  He asked, "Where do you live?"

  "How many other siblings are in the family?"

  "Ever consider taking me over to see it?"

  Listen to Elon.

  These spectators, at once, felt dizzy.

  "No, big brother, that's a man-eating monster, and you want to make a house call?"

  "Are you checking the house?"

  The scarecrow still didn't speak, but instead just twisted his neck and opened his mouth towards Elon's head.

  Elon doesn't panic at all.

  "In terms of speed, you are especially inferior."

  "In terms of strength, you are even more inadequate."

  He slapped it straight out.

  Snap!

  A muffled sound.

  Then a piece of dry straw flew up.

  The slap nearly sent the scarecrow's head flying.

  "No?"

  "Then you can go to hell."

  Elon said coldly, then went straight for it, ripping the scarecrow's neck off as he did so.

  Another hand crushed the scarecrow's head.

  With only one body left, but still not dead, the scarecrow turned and tried to run.

  Elon's hand, as it turned out, reached right through the window and caught the Scarecrow's body in one hand.

  One more hard pump.

  Bang.

  The Scarecrow's body got stuck in the window.

  The windows are too small.

  Sticking your head in is nothing, really letting your body through is absolutely impossible.

  But Elon directly used the power of that explosion to harden the scarecrow's body, bit by bit, and rip it towards the inside of the room.

  The scarecrow was twitching and struggling with his hands.

  It turned out to be useless.

  Click!

  The scarecrow's body snapped and his neck went straight to his toes.

  Elon speed still hasn't slowed down.

  By the time the scarecrow was completely ripped in, he was completely dead, light and his body had changed back to the material of straw.

  "That's it, huh?"

  Elon, somewhat contemptuous, casually tore the scarecrow to shreds.

  In the live room, there was complete silence.

  Everyone, with their mouths open and eyes wide, looked at Elon with a horrified look on their faces.

  There was a long silence.

  "Who's the monster, anyway?"

  "Just now, he was more of a monster, wasn't he, that scarecrow looked like a man caught by a monster."

  "Oh my god, this scarecrow is so bad, it's making me cry."

  "I can hear the sound of a scarecrow's lumbar vertebrae snapping, and I despair for the scarecrow."

  They all stared blankly at Elon on the screen.

  Some people have been watching live for nine years.

  But never have I seen such an outrageous live stream.

  Who was the monster in that moment just now?

  They wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads and kept saying with their mouths, "This one munchkin is a bit outrageous."

  Elon casually threw the straw out the window.

  Then glanced at the stunned lvan.

  "So fast asleep."

  "That's awesome."

  Since she was asleep, she could certainly be safe herself.

  Elon lay back on the bed.

  Mentally, I asked the system, "What time is it?"

  "Ten thirty-seven p.m."

  Elon added, "Call me at six tomorrow morning."

  System: "..."

  "I'm not an alarm clock."

  "You could be." Elon said to the system in a serious voice.

  "Alarm clock module loaded."

  "It's now timed for: six in the morning."

  Elon laughed in his heart and said, "System, your mouth says no, but your body is very honest."

  This time the system didn't continue to ignore him.

  Elon closed his eyes and fell fast asleep.

  And lvan's on the air.

  Still very much alive.

  "How did he fall asleep so quickly?"

  "What a big heart, something so horrible has just happened and in the blink of an eye you're asleep."

  "This is the legendary art of being bold, isn't it?"

  But others are analyzing it.

  A post that soon appeared in the live site.

  That's a section for communication and analysis.

  The reappearance of the hellishly difficult novice quests naturally attracted a lot of people.

  And seeing that Elon successfully resolved the first night's crisis.

  Many people can't sit still.

  Frantically analyzing.

  "I seem to understand why those people before, didn't even survive the first night."

  "Because at night time, a demonic evil will hunt them."

  On the way here, there was a scarecrow that blended into their crowd.

  If Elon hadn't realized it in time.

  Then one will die on the way here.

  Then at night, this scarecrow strikes again one after another, killing the others.

  The moderator said seriously, "Let's just say that this munchkin is very good, and so far, he hasn't made a single wrong step."

  "Even, he's been careful every step of the way, step by step."

  "There are some details that even I didn't notice."

  "It's just a shame we can't see his live view!"

  Since it was late at night and Elon and others were asleep, people were exiting the live stream one by one and coming to this thread to analyze.

  "On second thought, the owner seems to be right."

  "This munchkin is surprisingly spirited."

  "So those people before didn't survive the first night because of all this!"

  This post is hilarious.

  There were still people talking about it until dawn.

  There are some, too, who have been switching between live streams to see if they can survive the first night.

  It's getting light.

  The darkness of the room grew clearer.

  "They survived the first night!" Someone exclaimed.

  This is a historic moment.

  A third of this hellish newbie quest was raided!

  "This one, Elon, is awesome."

  "Let's hope he makes it out of this newbie quest alive!"

  While many were living through the first night for Elon et al.

  TONY slowly opens her eyes.

  "Peeing."

  He sat up from the plank, feeling sore all over.

  "After being used to sleeping on Simmons, it's killing me to sleep on this plank."

  TONY glances out the window at the light of day and gets up and walks out.

  He wanted to find a place to go to the bathroom.

  Only just as he walked out the door, he saw a back.