Chapter 247: Serious Psychological Trauma (Combined)

**Main Content**

A photo was posted on the forum.

It depicted a slender, tall elven woman wearing an exquisite mask and carrying a ring-shaped weapon. She had a dark green cape draped behind her, wore delicate black-and-purple striped gloves, and sturdy knee-high boots. Her beauty was natural and perfect, especially her aura, which exuded a serene elegance as if she was born to live in a misty, ethereal forest wonderland—pure and otherworldly.

"Wow! So beautiful, what a sexy female outfit, truly a tree elf!"

"Little Mumu, why don't you take off your mask and let us admire your peerless beauty!?"

"Definitely a beauty seen only once in 5,000 years in China... No! The most beautiful woman in Earth's history!"

Countless people shouted in excitement. After all, the notorious, black-hearted food merchant they interacted with daily in the evolution sandbox had suddenly turned into a girl. Everyone was incredibly excited, feeling like they had finally gotten their revenge! The mask, which covered half his face, only added to his mysterious allure, giving a sense of veiled beauty.

Mumu, who usually remained silent, honestly replied, "Please excuse me for not showing my face, I'm a bit shy. How about I show you my legs instead?"

Screenshots, screenshots—several pictures of long, slender legs were posted. They were fair and delicate, perfectly rounded, possessing the most ideal proportions and shape in the world.

"Holy cow! This brother really knows how to treat us!"

"Turning into a woman and immediately sharing benefits, truly our good brother!"

"Thumbs up!"

"Huh? Is there something on my screen? I can't help but lick it."

After sharing the "benefits" with everyone, Mumu got down to business, recounting his experiences inside. Countless people then listened to Mumu's detailed description: his various characteristics and talents as a tree elf, his combat experiences, and the current situation of the Night Elf tribe.

Everyone was stunned. "Your seasoning talent actually evolved?"

To be fair, everyone had guessed he would transform into some kind of creature, but they never imagined he would become so unbelievably monstrous after doing so!

These feet are now utterly horrifying? Emitting an invincible aura of dread? Just getting close makes your face red and hot, your respiratory tract burns, your eyes can't open, and a light touch makes your entire body fester! Is it literally a walking bioweapon?

Screenshots, screenshots. Seeing everyone's stunned and disbelieving reactions, Mumu, who usually remained silent, immediately posted pictures. One after another, screenshots showing the astonishingly destructive power of his foot odor and countless elf maidens wailing from its effects were released.

Everyone: "???"

Pfft, everyone almost spat out a mouthful of blood! Countless people were dumbfounded for a few seconds, then instantly felt a wave of profound discomfort and shock. They felt like they had been scammed.

"So it's a bioweapon, why did you conspire to harm me!"

"Holy cow! I'm a leg fetishist! My throat suddenly feels so spicy, my worldview has been violently shattered!"

Some prominent users who loved beautiful legs felt a deep resentment. Just moments ago, they had been admiring them with happy expressions, but now their hearts were instantly shadowed. The immense contrast felt like a lightning strike to their minds, causing them immense grief and a sense of being wronged, as if their own preferences had been cruelly twisted. Mumu, that bastard, is utterly despicable! That black-hearted merchant truly lives up to his reputation; he usually stays silent, but when he speaks, he chokes people to death. Even when selling "spiritual benefits," he secretly throws in some mental pollution!

But Mumu, who usually remained silent, chuckled merrily and posted again: "Alright, I'll continue to explain the detailed combat process to everyone!" He continued to silently share previous combat pictures, incredibly detailed, to further emphasize the terrifying impression of the bioweapon.

Screenshots, screenshots, screenshots. In the images, countless elf maidens were choking, snot pouring, eyes swollen shut, looking utterly miserable as if enduring torture.

Damn it, are you ever going to stop?! This is utterly unethical, isn't it?! Especially for some who had just happily set the pictures as their phone wallpaper, ready to "lick the screen," now they even want to blow up their phones! But he continued to post screenshots, pretending to be serious. Everyone was holding back, unable to find a reason to refute him, as this was, after all, the standard procedure.

These people had at most suffered severe mental contamination, but the octopus player from before was even more heartbroken. Having eaten the foot skin, he felt even more regret.

"Oh my god! Was that the foot skin I ate before?"

This chubby guy was soaking his feet while eating spicy ginger chicken feet, reminiscing about the unforgettable deliciousness he had once tasted. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his trembling hand scrolled the mouse, looking at the screenshots. Where he walked, no grass grew. A group of elf maidens fell to the ground, screaming as they clutched their eyes and noses, choked by the spicy foot odor from those legs. The most tragic was the Wind Elf whose face was touched by the foot; she was directly disfigured by the foot odor, which caused her skin to fester.

"A master of foot odor, terrifying indeed!"

He dropped the chicken feet, abruptly stood up from his computer, and rushed to the bathroom to vomit frantically!

This had a significant impact on the entire male player community.

Akina Mountain Speed: "Alright, alright, where are all you leg enthusiasts and head-pat fanatics? Show us what you've got! Feet that burn your eyes, a head that carries poison—Mumu says: 'This cross-dressing master specializes in curing all you perverted men!' (Witty/Sarcastic)"

Everyone spat out blood again! You're the real perverted man, alright!! Don't pretend you're fine; you've probably suffered worse damage than anyone else and have lost your mind, haven't you?

Other casual observers who weren't involved and had no particular fondness for legs were stunned. They laughed so hard their stomachs hurt. Mumu was a ruthless character, not to be trifled with. True to his reputation as the black-hearted merchant who could choke people to death with his sharp tongue, he was now quietly exacting his revenge...

"Mumu, boss, 666! Legendary move!"

Soon, a bunch of female players or poets who weren't affected by the leg fetish emerged, adding fuel to the fire. They were greatly inspired and, with eloquent prose, began to compose poems praising Mumu's peerless legs.

"A knight errant walks the road, facing a nationwide manhunt, surrounded by an army. She fears nothing; what does it matter to be an enemy of the world? Raising a wine gourd, she drinks deeply. The wine enters her guts, seven parts fermenting into biogas, the remaining three fermenting into foot odor. As her long boots are shed, a pair of fair, beautiful legs descends into the mortal realm, captivating all beings. With a dance of those long legs, a speck of white radiance shines with boundless light—what harm is there in slaying all under heaven?"

"I possess a passionate ambition, my head poisons the heavens and the sun, my feet shatter mountains and rivers for ten thousand miles!"

"I possess a pair of beautiful legs, long confined by boots. Now, freed from dust, light emerges, illuminating countless green mountains!"

Haruko Loves Learning: "As someone who cross-dresses daily, I truly don't understand you men's fetishes. Anyway, it's a second life, like a next lifetime—isn't it good to experience life as a woman? It's colorful, though these feet are truly an eyesore (horrifying)."

Cute Girl Wants to Evolve into a Dragon: "Hehe, that world's environment is just like that—no men, only female elves. If you enter and want to take on a human form, you'll eventually transform into beautiful elves like this. That's the rule of that world, so when in Rome, do as the Romans do, boys! (Looking serious)"

Mumu, who usually remained silent, suddenly showed surprise. This bunch of animals was talking nonsense, but unexpectedly, a few female players came to his defense. However, the next second, a bitter thought flashed through his mind: 'They're defending me, but they're not going to see me as being on their side, are they?'

"We'll turn out like this too??"

At this moment, everyone's smiles gradually stiffened. Realizing this implication, they immediately felt an even greater critical hit of damage. Immediately, someone declared that they would rather die than yield, firmly refusing to transform into a beautiful woman like Mumu!

Cute Girl continued: "Are you truly 'rather die than yield'? Currently, if you want to enter the Ancient Wood World, there are two paths before you: the first is to evolve into a potential animal, and the second is to evolve into a potential plant. Evolving into a plant is very much in line with the Ancient Wood World's rules. Plant life possesses unimaginable advantages. You can use rebirth to transform into a plant seed, undergoing a life transformation within, turning into an elven human form. The stronger the plant, the stronger the transformed elf's talent. As long as you cross-dress, you can instantly reach the fifth rank. Honestly, if I didn't have the opportunity of a Primordial Saint, I'd almost want to enter the Ancient Wood World to see what kind of heaven-defying talent my Jianmu species would have when it transforms into a monster, becoming an elf (picking nose emoji)."

Cute Girl instantly clarified their thoughts. The rules of that world are like this: animals have no advantage and must start from scratch. Evolving a plant, however, allows you to secretly infiltrate among the elves, granting a unique starting point to transform into a fifth-rank elf hero. Moreover, only female elves exist as humanoid species; after entering, if you want to take a humanoid form, you can only become an elf. After all, the rules for shapeshifting in the Ancient Wood World are different from those in the Ancient Desolate World. In the Ancient Desolate World, to take a human form, one only needs to parasitize a consciousness and possess a human body. In the Ancient Wood World, however, there are no other male humanoid lives to possess, nor is there a consciousness for you to seize. You can only shapeshift by following the path of the Ancient Tree of Life.

Akina Mountain Speed: "."

Haruko Loves Learning: "Hehehe, unless you want to be an animal or a plant for your entire life, strange and grotesque, you'll lose a lot of fun. But once you transform, you can enjoy the peak of life and instantly gain great power. Can you truly resist? (You'll regret it if you don't try warning.jpg)"

Several female players stated that pretty much everyone who enters this world will become an elf. So, those who mocked Mumu now would have their turn later...

Mumu, who usually remained silent, immediately understood the logic and revealed a faint smile. "So that's how it is! You're right! Those who laugh at me, mock me, insult me now—it will be your turn later. If you come in and want to take a human form, you can only become an elf. And those who can't even get in... have even less right to mock. After all, even if it means becoming a woman, it's a brand new second life!"

He instantly understood everything, and his feelings of repulsion diminished. He began to sit calmly in front of his computer, even taking a sip of tea while reading the posts, comforting himself. "Heh, I've played this hardcore game for so long, and half my hair has fallen out, just to create a seasoning species. I never expected to achieve something, only to find my species was so weak and garbage that I was constantly bullied upon entering. But now, all I have to do is act cute? Post a photo of myself cross-dressing, and netizens will grant my every wish. It really excites me." He silently stroked his hairline, secretly pleased, feeling that asking netizens for help outside was one of the most brilliant decisions of his life. And he managed to thoroughly trick them!

So, he still returned to the serious question: what should he do next?

Cute Girl Wants to Evolve into a Dragon: "Now, let's invite the beautiful elf and aspiring yuri queen, Akina Mountain Speed, to begin her speech!"

Akina Mountain Speed: "Cough, cough, cough! Based on your photos and descriptions, we've analyzed your situation. Your foot odor is astounding; you might already be the strongest individual creature in that world. Perhaps only a dragon could stand a chance against you in battle. Moving forward, your development should be as follows: attack and conquer the nearby Wind Elf and Water Elf tribes, and even the neighboring Light Elf tribe."

The Night Elf tribe bordered three other elf tribes: Wind, Water, and Light. Previously, the Wind and Water Elves had invaded, while the Light Elf tribe stood by idly.

Akina Mountain Speed: "The Light Elf tribe has no grievances with us, but any bordering tribe must be dominated and conquered to prevent future troubles. These tribes are barbaric and primitive, uncivilized and lacking order. Before we can unite them and bring them civilization and order, we must first bring savagery and war."

A true master speaks with refreshing clarity. To bring peace, one must first bring absolute devastation.

Akina Mountain Speed: "We only need them to become subordinate tribes. The tribute demanded won't be high: thirty percent of the Ancient Tree of Life's energy. In return, we will be responsible for protecting them. You've already been smelting iron for two years to create ironware like iron pots, shovels, and various kitchen utensils. You can use your power to craft poisoned iron weapons. Applying chili water directly to weapons is obviously out, as they probably couldn't stand the smell themselves; only diluted toxins should be used. Furthermore, with your hands, I suggest mass-producing life potions for wound healing... And for storing life potions, I suggest using a War Ancient Tree. It shouldn't be a catapult on the front lines anymore. Instead, it should serve as logistics, storing the elves' potions and weapons, acting as an elf shop. Moreover, it should be responsible for recording books and documents, so let's call it... the Ancient Tree of Knowledge."

Everyone paused, impressed by the highly organized plan.

Then, Akina Mountain Speed continued: "Next, there's the issue of the cultivation system: how to become stronger? We don't have enough time outside to help you, so you'll have to research the cultivation system yourself—after all, you were a top student. But since a war has been initiated, I suggest you further exploit the Night Elf's Ancient Tree of Life. Make it stop producing life fruits and instead hand over that life energy to you, serving as your war resources. This way, you'll have life potions to heal wounds and magic potions to restore stamina."

Everyone exclaimed in awe.

Akina Mountain Speed continued: "As for initiating the war, I personally think we should first target the Water Elf tribe."

Everyone immediately failed to understand. Wasn't the biggest enemy the Wind Elves? Why not go after the enemy, but instead target the Water Elves?

Akina Mountain Speed: "This is where you're mistaken. Look at the terrain. The Wind Elves live on trees dozens of meters high, while the Water Elves reside on an island and are very skilled at diving and swimming. It might seem like the Water Elves on the island are easy to defend and hard to attack, but that's not true. Living on a small island is actually their fatal weakness. As soon as Mumu puts his foot in the water, all Water Elves who enter the water will die!"