"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. )

    "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.

    "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.