Slime Immortal.

Chapter 147 The Slime's First Flight
Arno carefully protected the slime in his hands, puzzled by the little girl's words.

"What do you mean? We Belmonts are pure nobles of the White Horse Kingdom."

"Looks like those old fogies didn't tell you that."

The little girl pouted and put her hands on her hips, saying, "Nellie Belmont, that's my name. By lineage, I'm probably one of your ancestors."

"But that's not important. What's important is that Gore is in danger. You all come back with me first. This isn't the place to chat."

Nelly waved to the group, then, with an air of maturity, put her hands behind her back and walked deeper into the ruins.

After the others caught up, Ella fell a few steps behind, looked at the wilted slime in Arno's hand, and asked guiltily, "Is this little guy alright?"

"It's nothing, the boss just needs to eat to recover." Arno appeared calm, knowing that this was just a clone.

However, we are far from the territory, and the signal is getting worse and worse. We don't know if we will be able to contact the owner when we get to the castle.

"Thank you for your help, Lord Slime. I hope it gets better soon," Lyon prayed.

"I'll see."

Nelly, unaware of what was going on, came over and, looking at the listless little slime, even curiously wanted to reach out and poke it with her finger.

Arno quickly stopped her from this disrespectful behavior.

“Uh, ma’am, it doesn’t like people being so close.”

"You stingy little thing, and you have to call me auntie."

Nelly muttered something, but then immediately leaned closer curiously, "So this little guy saved you?"

Lyon nodded. "That's right, we were able to wait for you thanks to Lord Slime."

"Okay, I get it now."

Nelly looked up at Arno and calmly said, "You're the Eastern Swamp faction that the Black Fang Mercenary Group has a bounty on your head?"

"How did you know?" Arno asked, somewhat surprised.

Could it be that the fame of their Slime Kingdom has spread to the Underdark?

Nelly said with great interest, "Not only do I know, but I also know that not long ago there was a guy called 'Miracle' Arno at Gray Mist Lake..."

Upon hearing this, Arno choked on his saliva, his face flushed red, and he waved his hands repeatedly, "Cough cough... Aunt, you're my aunt, okay? Don't spread this kind of thing so casually."

"That's pretty much it."

Nelly's gaze remained fixed on the little slime; she seemed more interested in the creature than Arno.

To prevent his boss from being taken away, Arno remained expressionless and quietly put the slime back into his chest.

"So now can you tell me what your relationship is with my ancestors?"

Nelly ducked down and crawled through a piece of broken wood; the sound came from ahead.

"Isn't the answer obvious? We all have the same ancestors."

"It was probably many years ago that these old guys had a fight and split up, with some of them running away."

"Now it seems that they went to the White Horse Kingdom back then. It's too stubborn of them not to come back and make contact after all these years."

Several people behind them tried to duck and crawl through the broken log, but found that they were not short enough and could not get in.

Only Max silently stepped over the broken piece of wood.

After passing the broken log, Arno coughed lightly, "Actually, our ancestors... have all turned into stone."

"Hmm?" Nelly stopped and turned around to examine Arno closely, squinting as she circled him.

"That shouldn't be the case. You're still here perfectly fine, and there's no sign of petrification. Didn't you find a way to remove the petrification curse?"

Seeing the bewildered looks on her juniors' faces, Nelly gracefully leaped onto the moss-covered stone pillar, put her hands on her hips, and said:

"Castor—"

She deliberately dragged out her words, and only continued with satisfaction when she saw that everyone had perked up their ears, "Our ancestor who took the initiative to deal with Medusa's petrification curse, also known as the Stoneborn Hero, did indeed bring a period of glory to the Belmont family, and also brought power sufficient to contend with vampires."

"But he probably didn't expect that his descendants would be unable to ignore the petrification curse due to the thinning of the stone bloodline, thus suffering from petrification disease."

"Especially for those aging Stoneborn, the petrification curse is like a pre-set countdown to their death, which will take their lives on time."

Arno seemed to understand.

"You mean, my ancestors left Gore actually to seek a way to break the curse?"

“Wow, you’re much smarter than Leon, junior.” Nelly seemed pleased with Arno’s reaction.

Lyon stood awkwardly to the side, touching his nose, his ear tips turning red.

Being personally called out by an elder is just too embarrassing.

“You guessed right.” Nelly said, yawning, and suddenly turned into a shadow, appearing on a nearby tree branch and swinging her legs.

"After Castor, the guy you admire, died, his family quickly suffered a backlash. Some of the old guys, including several newborn babies, turned into stone statues due to petrification."

"This incident caused quite a stir at the time, and as a result, internal strife broke out within the family."

Arno's heart skipped a beat. Had his ancestor betrayed him? Wasn't he a traitor who had delivered himself to the enemy's doorstep?

Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Nelly didn't notice his expression; she simply stood up and instantly landed on the road ahead.

"Later, these old guys split into two factions. One faction insisted on supporting the petrifying power and stayed in Stone Castle, while the other faction left the Underdark to seek a way to lift the petrification curse."

"This faction, which is your ancestors, believed that there were many alchemists in the kingdom and that there must be a way to break the petrification curse. So they left with everyone's hopes and never came back."

"Now it seems that these guys not only have stiffened corpses, but they also failed to keep their family secrets. The younger generation has forgotten Gore."

"But I'm quite curious, junior, how did you get rid of petrification?"

Ella interjected, "Aunt, in fact, he still has a petrification curse on him. Not only is his body hard, but he is also very strong."

These words immediately piqued the girl's interest. She suddenly appeared in front of Arno, startling him so much that he took a half-step back in alarm.

"Arno, right? Show me how petrified he is."

Arno could only brace himself and stare into the beautiful eyes in the darkness, as the spots rapidly spread across his body, despite the curious gazes of the others.

Nelly even tapped it curiously, her interest growing, making Arno feel somewhat uncomfortable under her gaze.

It was as if he had become a lab rat waiting to be slaughtered on the desktop of a mad mage.

"Ahem... Aunt, I should be alright, right?"

Nelly rested her chin on her fingers, looking thoughtful. "Not only is there no problem, but she's perfectly healthy."

"Strange, this is too strange. Could it be that we have regressed to our ancestral ways?"

Arno remained silent.

He can't exactly say that he was pricked with a needle by his boss several times and suddenly his bloodline awakened, can he?

In fact, he remained wary of these unfamiliar fellow tribesmen, and such a secret could not be revealed casually.

Arno isn't a three-year-old child; he doesn't believe everything people say.

Sigh, his only trustworthy boss is asleep again, and he doesn't know when he'll wake up.

...Achoo!

Chen Yu sneezed, causing a lot of bubbles to rise from the gel, finally snapping him out of his dizzy state.

The little slime was too far away from him, and now he really couldn't contact it anymore.

We can only wait until "split proliferation" reaches Lv.5.

Fortunately, it will be soon.

Chen Yu swallowed all the drawn array runes and handed them over to the metal slime to set up the ninth cannon array after leaving the treehouse.

Passing by the tree hall, I saw Xiaohua and the other slime scholars studying the three types of runes for the cannon array. Although I couldn't hear their discussion, the constant "plop plop" sounds of them colliding suggested that they were having a lively exchange.

Chen Yu stood in the open space, wanting to try out his newly acquired talent, "Bat Wings".

After all, this is a rare talent for flying.

Slimes can fly through the sky? This is something I never dared to imagine before.

Perhaps if you fly high enough, you can see the entire swamp, the distant snow-capped mountains, and greet Sergash as it enters the vast snow.

Let's peek and see what this idiot is doing and why he hasn't come back for so long.

Well, he was actually a little worried about his little fan with a tail being stuck in the snow-capped mountains.

After all, that place is not a very habitable place for the lizard people who prefer dampness.

Chen Yu shook the gel, clearing his mind of irrelevant thoughts, and then his chubby body began to contract as he strained.

Bat wings

With a "pop," gel squeezed out from both sides of his body, forming a pair of bat wings, which he then flapped vigorously, attempting the slime's first flight.

To Chen Yu's surprise, he felt as if his body was gradually leaving the ground.

One meter, two meters, three meters... I only started to feel the strain when I was eight meters off the ground.

"It really flew."

This feeling is simply amazing for a slime.

As he watched the ground shrink beneath him, he felt as if he had taken control of the entire area.

He began to try moving in the air, and it was smooth and stable, but it was almost impossible to perform highly maneuverable maneuvers.

This might be related to his being too fat, or it could be due to his low talent level.

Anyway, as long as it can fly, that's all that matters.

Chen Yu tried to use his flying ability to fly around the territory.

As they passed the city wall, the metal slimes on duty suddenly felt a shadow flying overhead and became alert.

Before they could adjust their cannons to aim at the sky, one of the metal slimes stared wide-eyed at the flying monster and froze.

Soon, the other metal slimes also saw the scene in the sky—the green king looked like a crystal emerald in the sunlight, shimmering with a soft light. What was even more peculiar was that its gel wings on both sides could actually propel the slimes into the air.

"Oh……"

All the metal slimes emitted an amazed hum, their eyes sparkling with adoring little stars.

"Today is a good day..."

At this moment, Earl Bran flew back, humming the hometown tune that His Majesty had taught him. He felt a surge of joy as he thought about the large piece of gray gravel he had found by the river.

I thought to myself that today is another day of contributing to the national treasury.

Just then, a shadow suddenly swept past it.

Count Bran was startled and lost his balance, the pebble he was holding in his mouth falling directly into the swampy mud.

"No, my precious little darling!"

"Who did it! Who did it!"

It angrily looked up and around, instantly locking onto the figure hovering in the sky above its territory.

When Count Bran saw its appearance clearly, his eyes widened in shock.

"A...flying slime?!"

It blinked frantically, then saw the figure disappear again.

"Oh no, it must be that I, the Earl, am too heartbroken and am hallucinating."

"Looks like I need to find a healing bee soldier to give me a shot," it muttered dazedly, flying into the oak forest in the eastern territory.

……

"Huh? Did I just bump into something black?"

"Forget it, never mind."

Chen Yu flew over the northern farmland and saw that the stinging bees, under the command of the slime agronomist, were diligently cultivating the fields planted with elf tubers and carrying monster meat chunks to bury around the ground.

Judging from the lush growth of the tuber crops, they don't look like they've just sprouted; rather, they seem to have been growing for dozens of days, clearly indicating that they've been "promoted."

After crops rapidly absorb large amounts of fertilizer and water, the soil even becomes compacted and more infertile.

So these little guys are busy casting "soil improvement" spells, quickly consuming the monster flesh buried in the ground to improve the soil conditions.

In order to begin a new round of growth promotion.

In the experimental field near the castle, some herbs commonly used in alchemical potions were planted, such as Aerosporium, which can be used to make anesthetic powder; Giant Frog Fungus, which can increase jumping distance when eaten; and Moonstalk, which can restore vitality and temporarily enhance mental strength...

The slime agronomists planted almost every kind of herb that could be grown in the swamp.

Beneath the roots of these herbs lie buried "spiritual stones" brimming with spiritual energy, nourishing them in the simplest of ways.

After touring the area, Chen Yu was very satisfied with the development of his territory.

However, he noticed a number of problems during this period. He discovered that with the large-scale production of gray gravel, the replenishment of spiritual energy seemed to be insufficient.

In the entire territory, only he and some slimes equipped with "energy storage" can replenish the spiritual energy of the gray gravel crystal.

However, the spiritual energy they replenished each day could not keep up with the spiritual energy consumption of the territory, and there were still a large number of gray gravel crystals lying idle in the warehouse.

This is a problem.

However, the solution is not difficult.

Perhaps he could try setting up a few spirit-gathering arrays in his territory as spirit stone charging stations, specifically for replenishing spiritual energy.

However, Zearella's spiritual energy is pitifully thin, which means that the energy gathering array will not be very efficient.

However, if one spirit-gathering array is not enough, set up several more and bury them in swamps or even in areas of underground cities rich in spiritual energy. As long as the scale is large enough, it will not be a problem.

"It seems that quite a few rare and precious materials are required to set up the Spirit Gathering Array. I can only ask my senior brother for help to modify the array."

He was close to Qi Refining Lv.7, and it was time to update his Daoist techniques.

He still had his eye on that vampire in the Underdark.

refuses to die?
It's just that the power of the Taoist magic isn't enough. If we switch to the genuine Water Arrow Technique or other Taoist magic, there's bound to be one that he'll be satisfied with.

(End of this chapter)