THE MERCHANT'S SECRET: My Unexpected Isekai Life

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was hot and humid, and faint dry sand filled my nose. Slowly, I took in the sight before me-a sprawling abandoned l

was in another world. But why a deserted land? I'm expecting some othe

urrounding environment. I could feel the magic coursing through the air, an invisible force that seemed to hum in the very fabric of this

ing a high-end magic circle. I couldn't help but wonder why I ended up in a deserted landscape. Yet, I couldn't help but laugh quietly, the excitement bubbling up inside me; without a summoner, I could live my life howev

ave a stat

glowing letters telling you how badass you are-or, in my case, how average. But hey, a guy can dream. I looked around just to make sure no one was w

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meone else's isekai? I scowled, then glanced toward the sky, as

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. Why the hell was my race unknown? What kind of mystery meat nonsense was this? I knew I was human when I cam

ly? Or was I so weak it couldn't even quantify me? "Se

seen worse builds in games, sure, but this felt like

even be magical... but I wasn't ready for it. Not with these stats. Not with this pathetic excuse of a cheat screen. But-well. I was still alive. I had my limbs, my brains, and a damn good noodle-

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ns are literal nightmares with armour and poison! What kind of dumbass quest is this?!" I scowled, then collapsed against my b

what? I'm not dying from some radioactive desert s

s world has to offer." With that, I set off, eager to embrace whatever awaited me, knowing that no matter the challenge

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was a swarm of mas

as big as a dog? You have to be kidding me! Hell no! Ther

tails raised. I took a step back, my breath shallow. I need to get out of here. I turned, scanning the

with t

ubber shoes pounded against the cracked earth, dust rising with each step. My legs burnt, but I pushed forward. What the

going to

up the rocks. The scorpions halted at the bottom, their beady eyes watchi

, catching

ssed over me. I looked up and froze as if I was

black, their face hidden beneath a hood. The wind

white and golden tunic asked past me

o make sure, I asked. "Hey, sir, where is this

y raised a hand-and the ground beneath

y body felt weightless,

that, everyt