Eren wasn't funny or charismatic before teleporting to the Evon Universe. You know there are fat funny people, Eren wasn't even one of them.
Except for his family, he didn't have a group of friends whom he extremely loved. They had a small playgroup, but apart from those bros, he only had one best friend.
Since Eren had a calm disposition, he had lost contact with his friends from school days. He wasn't seeing any of his college friends. He occasionally liked their pictures on Instogram in the toilet.
He was so pale among his friends that he hadn't even been called out for a long time.
After calculating in his head when his best friend would be back, he took off his clothes. It was such an extreme experience to be with a lustful elf all night.
He hadn't gotten a call from his friend who was still on military duty, but he was sure he still had two months left.
He took a shower with Emily. When they left an hour later, they went to have breakfast.
"What do you think, Emily, to build a bridge between this world and my world?"
Emily thought for a while and sighed as she looked at Eren's now incredibly handsome face. She still had a hard time suppressing her feelings. 230 Charisma was too high for her. Deep down she wanted to bow down before this man and be in touch with him forever.
"We need guns...
To be more clear, I think if we have the weapons and resources from your world here, this village might have a better chance of bringing the jungle to its knees. Also, we don't know what the real purpose of the human bandits is. But if they coveted our village, they must all die."
Eren agreed.
"But if we're going to get more than a certain amount of weapons and ammo from my world, it takes a lot more than just money. Along with huge amounts of money, political and human power is also needed. Reliable employees are also necessary."
Emily didn't know what political power meant yet, but even she had a little grasp of what Eren had been trying to explain for minutes.
"There are two methods I can use. The first requires me to use magic and religious things. It would be a very risky method. I can die suddenly if my personal strength isn't high enough. No one will easily allow an opponent to rise to their position in their area.
The other option will require me to distribute benefits and use exotic things never seen before. Like an exotic animal or something elven."
Throughout breakfast, Eren considered different possibilities. Every now and then, he compared Emily's profile page with his own stats.
"If I was somewhere between about Level 40-50, I could definitely manipulate the Earth with a religious or magical story.
But if I try now, I have a 100% chance of dying within a week. I think the second option is better."
Eren started counting the famous things in this village. Whenever he missed something, Emily or Mel at the next table reminded him of something. Even Nimbo, who was looking at Eren with evil eyes, was giving his support on the subject.
Don't be so mean to me just because we have a sexual relationship with your twin. I can't enjoy my breakfast Nimbo, huuh (Sigh).
Eren hadn't really had sex with Mel, but what he did with the green-haired girl was enough to embarrass even many pornstars. And it was understandable that Nimbo looked angry at him. Mel would spend most days on Earth and return to the village with countless kiss marks on her neck or legs.
Eren stayed in the village after breakfast until it was time to go to work. When he got to the other side, all he had to do was change his clothes and get his bus card and phone. He could be on his way in a few minutes.
At nine o'clock he decided to test the Earth not with something sudden and very fantastic, but with a small project.
Among the fruits that Selena uses a lot for her wines and different drinks in the cafe, they arranged the most delicious ones on the table. He took with him two of the most interesting in appearance and taste.
The curious and eager eyes of all the elves in the square were on Eren. He kissed Emily for a long time on the lips in front of everyone.
"Can you take the group with you today and help them level up a bit?"
"Uh huh." Emily didn't understand what she was hearing but immediately agreed.
The girl had heart marks in her eyes. Mel with the envious gaze at the next table kicked Eren in the leg from the bottom. The girl stood up and started walking in a random direction.
"Don't let anyone leave the village without you. Be careful."
Eren entered the house before returning home. He sat in the empty house without Emily for a few minutes. The seats here were much more comfortable than his furniture on Earth.
Ah. What was the name of the animal?
Eren thought about it for a while. Then he suddenly remembered.
Magical Hen Birds.
The elves gathered this bird's feathers, softened them and combined them with a special textile material to obtain something very similar to the sheep wool on Earth.
I can sell this too. But not enough. I need contacts and people on so many things. Moreover, I don't know how to make furniture or how long it will take to open a personal workshop.
It will be safer for me to enter the food industry for now.
At least Eren thought so.
..
"Good morning."
Eren said good morning to the 22-year-old girl named Dilan, whom he hired to check the cash register at the store. Seeing that the girl was stunned looking at him, he smiled a little and went up to the second floor.
The bewildered gaze of the girl staring at his back was a first for Eren's ego. It was the first time he felt this way.
I guess that's really what it's like to be popular with women. Is that how Johnny Diip feels?
Eren was wearing a hat and mask on the bus until he got here. He was thinking of using the black masks that his mother stocked in abundance at the time of Covid. He didn't want women he didn't know on the street to approach him(not yet).
Eren entered his room and took the tea glass he had left on his desk on Friday. He opened the window and let fresh air into the room. Then on a sudden impulse, he looked down into the street.
Looking at the cars created the illusion that the Elven World he traveled to every day was unreal. Maybe everything was just a dream.
A minute later he went into the kitchen. He washed his glass and filled it with cold water, but before he could go back to his room, he saw Mira walking toward him.
"How is your arm?"
Eren smiled and twitched his arm a little. Despite the cast from shoulder to ankle, he could now move his arm a little better. "It's like a machine compared to the first time. But it seems unlikely that it will fully recover."
"Did you cut your hair?"
Seeing the pensive expression on Mira's face, Eren shook his head mischievously. "How do I look?"
"You are so handsome."
Eren never expected such praise from Mira. He had guessed that he would most likely hear a phrase like "it's okay".
"You look very pretty today too."
"Hmm" Mira nodded and turned around and entered Eren's room. Mira sat on a random chair and dragged it close to Eren's chair behind the table.
For the next hour, they sat side by side making plans on the papers that covered the entire table. Mira was upset that the shop had not yet gained as much popularity as she had expected. Every now and then, she blushed and looked at Eren, but she was stressed by her upcoming conversation with her father.
An hour later, just as their meeting was about to end, Eren bent down next to Mira and whispered in her ear. "I want to ask you something."