"No, I could never defeat this monster in my entire life..."
Hyuga Yoshitari lowered his head deeply, tears of grievance streaming down his face.
Suddenly, a beginner treasure chest appeared in Vuuven's mind.
New Achievement: The Sincere Fear of a Defeated Opponent.
Achievement Description: The deep fear of the enemy is the most glorious badge of honor for a ninja.
Reward: Beginner Treasure Chest.
"It can be like this?"
Hyuga Yoshitari is such a good person, giving Vuuven two treasure chests all by himself. Vuuven happily opened the treasure chest, and sure enough, it was another bottle of green energy potion.
"Utter fear?"
Vuuven pondered, stroking his chin: "If that's the case, if I can make the whole class fear me, wouldn't I be able to get hundreds of potions?"
Triggered Mission: Become the Demon King Today. (Trigger Mission: A special mission that can be triggered when the host meets certain conditions.)
Mission Content: You, with evil intentions and restless heart, will use your powerful strength to make these brats feel fear!
Mission Reward: One beginner treasure chest for every ten mischievous kids defeated.
Mission Duration: Seven days.
Gradually, Vuuven's gaze turned dangerous as he looked around. In his eyes, these were no longer his adorable classmates, but bottles of bright green energy potions.
"Ding-a-ling..."
The school bell rang, ending the day's classes.
"Going home! Mom made my favorite sesame balls today, I can't wait!" "My family is having grilled steak today, hehe." The little brats packed their bags, happily heading out, completely unaware of the danger that was quietly approaching.
"Stop! Don't go!"
Suddenly, Vuuven appeared, blocking the doorway. He sneered, "This mountain is mine, this tree is mine. If you want to pass, leave your toll!"
"What?"
Vuuven grinned, extending his hand. "From today onwards, you'll all have to give me one hundred ryo every day!"
Hearing this, the children were stunned, some confused, some angry, asking, "What are you talking about? Why should we give you all 100 ryo?"
"Because..."
Vuuven grinned, his white teeth gleaming in the sunlight, "You're all too weak!"
Hearing this, everyone was dumbfounded.
How arrogant!
I, Vuuven, am not targeting anyone in particular, but I'm saying that every single one of you here is a weakling!
"Ahhh! What nonsense are you spouting? Don't block my way from buying barbecue!"
The first to erupt was a chubby little boy, angrily swinging his round arms and lunging at Vuuven.
"Judging by his physique, he must be a descendant of the Akimichi family..."
Vuuven grinned, "A power-type fighter? Just what I wanted!"
The chubby boy charged towards Vuuven like a tank, his round arms whipping up a violent gust of wind with each swing: "Get out of my way!"
"Hmph, you're the one who should get out of my way!"
Vuuven showed no sign of backing down, raising his fist to meet the chubby boy's ferocious palm strike head-on.
"Pfft..."
The clash of fist and palm unleashed a massive shockwave. After the dust settled, the chubby boy was sent flying even faster than he had come, a mouthful of bright red blood tracing a beautiful parabola in the sky.
"Bang..."
The chubby boy slammed onto the floor like a ball, motionless.
The Akimichi family was known for its strength, yet Vuuven had sent him flying with a single punch...
"We absolutely cannot confront Vuuven head-on."
At that moment, this thought involuntarily arose in everyone's mind.
However, Vuuven didn't care about any other thoughts. He walked over to the chubby boy with a smile and skillfully pulled out the boy's meatball-shaped pouch.
"I'll take these three hundred Ryo!"
Vuuven laughed, turning the bulging meatball into a shriveled piece of meat skin…
"This guy is a devil!"
However, some people with peculiar thought processes expressed different opinions.
"You said one hundred Ryo, why did you take three hundred?"
"No, no, no."
Vuuven squinted, smiling and shaking his finger: "The one hundred ryo I mentioned before was your tuition fee, as you'll be using my strength this time, so…"
Vuuven smiled and stuffed the meat skin back into the chubby boy's pocket: "This time, it's all!"
"Devil!"
"No, please call me Lord Demon King!"