Genshin Impact: My roommate and I became funny Hilichurls

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Nata's journey, from the very beginning, was filled with gunpowder (and a touch of the bizarre)!

Chapter 138 Drinking Crazy

"Ouch, ouch, ouch...!"

Er Kang covered his cheek, which had just been intimately touched by the spiked club, and swayed as he stood up from the ground.

He felt like his brain was being smashed to pieces, and stars were flying before his eyes.

Upon closer inspection, wow! That's quite a spectacle!

The burly Nata (Talak), who had previously given him a "heartfelt greeting," was staring wide-eyed, his face filled with shock, as if to say, "How can this guy still stand up?" He then gripped the menacing spiked club tightly again, staring intently at him as if facing a formidable enemy.

Behind Tarak, in the tribal-tech-looking "sky-high spinning vehicle," Kazina was gripping the edge tightly with both hands, her face pale, her furry ears pressed against her scalp. She was clearly terrified by Erkang's "perverted behavior" and the current standoff.

Meanwhile, a good number of twenty or thirty Nata tribe warriors had surrounded Tarak!

They were all muscular and strong, with dark skin, their faces painted with battle markings symbolizing their different tribes, and they carried a variety of powerful weapons.

A heavy spiked club, a sharp, broadsword, a warhammer strong enough to shatter rocks, a gleaming double-edged battle axe...

They formed a semi-encirclement, their eyes fierce and murderous, as if they were looking at a monster from the abyss that had invaded the tribe's sacred ground.

Can you let me say something first?

Er Kang shrugged helplessly, trying to show his "friendliness," even though his behavior just now had nothing to do with friendliness.

"It's a misunderstanding, I just..."

"Go! Kill this scum of the abyss!"

Tarak didn't give him a chance to finish speaking, letting out a roar like the beating of a war drum!

"Roar--!"

The surrounding Nata warriors echoed in unison, their shouts deafening!

The nearest warrior, wielding a battle axe, roared and charged towards Er Kang, the axe blade bringing down with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks!

"Hey! Just because I don't want to fight doesn't mean I can't!"

Erkang also got angry. Even a clay figure has some earthy spirit, let alone a chivalrous water-dwelling knight!

Facing the incoming battle axe, he didn't retreat but advanced, sidestepping and raising his leg with lightning speed!

A precise and vicious low sweep kick landed with a loud "thump" on the soldier's shinbone!

"Ouch——!"

The warrior screamed in agony, instantly losing his balance and falling forward like a felled tree. His battle axe flew out of his hand, nearly striking one of his own men beside him.

At the same time, "whoosh!" a cold arrow shot out from the side and aimed at Er Kang's neck!

Erkang didn't even turn around. He just tilted his head slightly and reached back with his right hand as if he had eyes in the back of his head, accurately catching the arrow in his hand!

Without even looking, he hurled the arrow at another warrior charging towards him, who was carrying a heavy wooden shield!

The arrow did not strike the human body, but instead pierced deep into the center of the thick wooden shield!

The powerful force caused the arrow shaft to tremble violently!

Erkang darted forward, grabbed the arrow shaft protruding from the shield with one hand, and with a roar, lifted himself and the shield together, using him as a makeshift human shield!

Just then, another warrior wielding a heavy warhammer rushed forward. Seeing his "teammate" being lifted up, he couldn't stop in time, and the warhammer, accompanied by a whistling sound, slammed solidly into the wooden shield!

Wood chips flew everywhere! The shield shattered into pieces in an instant!

"what--!"

The unfortunate warrior, used as a shield, let out an even more shrill scream. The force of the impact sent him flying, along with the broken shield handle, rolling seven or eight times on the ground before coming to a stop. He was clearly temporarily incapacitated.

Sorry, bro!

The Warhammer warrior who had accidentally injured his teammate shouted in a panic, his face full of guilt.

However, in the instant he was distracted and apologized, Er Kang had already approached him like a ghost!

"Grotto kick!"

Er Kang shouted out the name of an extremely insidious move, and with lightning speed, he delivered a devastating kick from below, accurately striking the target!

"Awoooooo—!!!"

The Warhammer Warrior's eyes bulged out instantly, his mouth opened into an "O" shape, and all sounds were choked in his throat by the excruciating pain, turning into meaningless whimpers.

The warhammer in his hand clattered to the ground. He clutched his groin tightly with both hands, curled up like a boiled shrimp, and collapsed to the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face, beginning a brutal and inhumane rolling back and forth.

This kick sent a chill down the spines of all the male Nata warriors around, causing them to instinctively clench their legs.

"Tsk, so vulnerable."

Er Kang swung his legs, seemingly still not satisfied.

He looked at the more warriors who, though intimidated, were still slowly gathering around him, and a (what he considered to be) wicked and arrogant smile appeared on his face.

Then, to everyone's puzzled looks, he pulled out an old-fashioned, seemingly heavy earthenware wine jar from somewhere! The mouth of the jar was still plugged with red cloth, and it emitted a rich aroma of wine.

He weighed the wine jug in his hand, then glanced at the Nata warriors who were hesitant to advance due to his earlier ruthlessness, and suddenly shouted to the sky, "It's up to you! My second personality!"

Before he could finish speaking, under the stunned gazes of everyone, including Kazina, he didn't even remove the Hilichurl mask from his face (heaven knows how he drank through the mask! Perhaps this is some kind of perverted special skill?), but directly pulled out the red stopper, picked up the wine jug with both hands, and tilted his head back to chug it down!

Clear, strong liquor spilled from the corner of his mouth, soaking his shirt and filling the air with its intense aroma.

He drank a whole bottle of strong liquor, which weighed at least three to five kilograms, in just a second or two, leaving not a single drop!

He casually tossed the empty wine can on the ground, where it shattered into pieces.

"Hahaha! Fine wine! Delicious!"

Er Kang burst into a hearty laugh, his previously clear eyes instantly becoming hazy and wild, and an unnatural blush spreading across his mask.

His entire demeanor suddenly changed, from the sharp and ruthless one before, to... madness and unpredictability!

He moved with a devilish gait, as if he had stepped on an electric shock, swaying left and right, leaning forward and backward, seemingly drunk and about to fall at any moment, yet he always managed to narrowly avoid weapons attacking from all directions!

A warrior swung his sword horizontally, and Er Kang's body leaned back almost touching the ground, the blade grazing his mask.

Another warrior raised his hammer and brought it down. He seemed to stagger forward and dodged the blow, accidentally bumping into another axe-wielding warrior. He elbowed him back, causing the other to groan and stumble backward.

Several arrows came flying at him, and he twisted his body like a drunken dancer, the arrows all grazing his clothes without touching him at all!

"Come on! Play with me!"

Drunk and slurring his words, Er Kang spotted the most aggressive soldier, grabbed him, pulled him, and flung him away!

The soldier felt an irresistible force coming at him, and his feet left the ground. He was thrown away like a human cannonball by Er Kang!

"Puff thump thump thump..."

Like a bowling ball knocking down pins, the flying warrior accurately struck down four or five of his charging comrades behind him, and the group rolled in a heap, groaning in pain.

Another warrior, defiant of evil, roared and swung his spiked club at Er Kang's lower body.

Er Kang, seemingly drunk and dazed, executed a perfectly timed drunken sweeping leg kick. His movements were shaky, but his speed was astonishing!

The warrior was swept from below and fell face-first into the dirt.

Taking advantage of the moment, Erkang pulled out a small wine flask from somewhere, tilted his head back, and gulped down a mouthful, laughing loudly, "Ha! That's great!"

He casually tossed the empty wine jug aside, spotted a soldier who had just gotten up and was carrying a spear, slipped on his feet in a drunken stupor, got close to the man, and swiftly and accurately put the empty wine jug over the man's head!

Not too big, not too small, just right!

The soldier's vision went black, and he panicked. He frantically tried to remove the wine jug from his head, but his panic only made things worse. He spun around like a headless fly, leaving his companions who wanted to help at a loss for what to do.

Er Kang didn't even glance at the "pot-headed warrior" and continued to stagger toward the remaining Nata warriors, whose faces were already showing fear.

He wore a silly smile and hummed an off-key tune, as if he were taking a walk in his own backyard, not on a battlefield.

"What...what kind of monster is this! It's invincible, and...and it's acting like a drunkard!"

A young Nata warrior said in a trembling voice, his hand gripping his weapon shaking.

They were used to fighting monsters and enemies head-on, but had they ever seen such a bizarre and unpredictable opponent?

"What are you afraid of! Let's attack together!"

Tarak suppressed his shock and roared again, trying to boost morale.

The remaining dozen or so soldiers exchanged glances, mustered their courage, and launched another attack!

However, what awaited them was an even more frenzied "Drunken Fist"!

"Come on! Let's dance!"

Erkang spotted Tarak, who was charging ahead (perhaps because he thought Tarak was big and energetic when he spun around), and suddenly reached out and grabbed Tarak's thick arm!

Tarak was startled and tried to break free, but he felt that the other person's hand was as firm as an iron clamp!

The next second, a terrifying spinning force came!

“Waaaaa——!”

Amidst everyone's horrified gazes, Er Kang actually used himself as the axis, grabbed Tarak's arm, and spun his massive body wildly like a chain ball!

Tarak's weight of over 200 pounds was as light as a feather in Er Kang's hands!

The whistling wind generated by the high-speed rotation was like a small tornado, blowing all the soldiers who tried to get close around off balance, and even some were directly swept away!

After spinning it countless times, Er Kang felt it was about time and let go!

"Whoosh—Bang!!"

Tarak, like a boulder launched by a catapult, screamed in despair as he traced a long parabola before landing headfirst, his feet landing with perfect precision in a patch of soft mud dozens of meters away, leaving only his two legs flailing helplessly outside.

The world is finally quiet.

The remaining Nata warriors were few and far between, and all of them were wounded. Their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at Er Kang, as if they were looking at a demon that had crawled out of a wine jar.

Erkang hiccuped, swaying unsteadily, and cast his last gaze upon the "sky-high spinning car," and Kachina, who was clinging tightly to the handrail, trembling with fear, tears welling in her eyes.

"You! Don't come any closer!"

Kachina cried out, her voice trembling with tears, her face pale, wishing she could shrink herself into the tiny driver's seat.

Er Kang ignored him (or rather, didn't hear him at all), and continued to walk slowly and steadily toward Kachina with those devilish steps.