Slime Immortal.

Chapter 36 Shunfeng Rider reports!

Arno sat in the overly clean oak camp, looking up at the bright sunshine and the surrounding fog, his eyes dazed.

If he had not walked here step by step, he would have thought that this was not the depths of a swamp, but a tree garden carefully tended by a forest witch.

This scene was completely different from the dark nest he had imagined, with magma flowing all over the ground and filled with the pungent smell of sulfur.

Is this where the devil lives?
And the devil is a slime?

His thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of two stinging bees, which fluttered down from the oak tree and came to him in cups woven from leaves, filled with clear dew.

Arno subconsciously took the leaf cup and said thank you.

Is it a hallucination, or is he dreaming...

Even the terrible stinging bees have become as well-behaved as fairies in fairy tales and know how to welcome guests.

Everything in the Oak Territory challenges his decades-long understanding of the world...it's really ridiculous.

But the rough feeling of the leaves on his palms, the uneven stone seat under his buttocks, and the fresh smell of the swamp... all reminded him that this was real.

Well, if a slime can become a demon, what else can he not accept?

On a simple stone table, several stinging bees were holding the moss monster and placing it on the thick leaves covering the table.

The bug seemed to be the devil's lunch prepared for him.

But this little moss-like thing is more like a test from the devil than a lunch, or some kind of ritual to extract the power of fear.

Or is it to satisfy bad taste?

His gaze fell on the distance, where the demon was examining the "sacrifice" he had brought, then shook the gel as if nodding with satisfaction, and was about to jump back.

In order to leave here safely, he must behave in a way that satisfies the devil.

Arno comforted himself in his heart that it was just swallowing a bug raw. When he was training as a knight in the mountains, he had even eaten rat meat when he was hungry.

He seemed to have made up his mind. He closed his eyes and put the moss worm into his mouth.

First, a strange and rough taste came from all directions of the mouth, and then the moss monster burst, and the rich juice flowed out to stimulate the taste buds and bring a swampy smell.

To be honest, this thing is not bad to eat. If it can be roasted, it should be able to be eaten as emergency food in the wild.

But this little gadget looks too bizarre, and it's hard for people to accept it psychologically.

Arno had to half vomit and half swallow before he could barely stuff a moss monster into his stomach.

Over there, Chen Yu just came back and saw Arno swallowing a moss monster alive.

I was suddenly surprised.

The humans in this world were braver than he thought, eating the moss monsters alive without even blinking an eye.

You know, at the beginning, he hesitated for a long time. He couldn't bear his hunger anymore, so he tried to swallow the moss monster into his stomach. From then on, he developed a recipe for slime.

The adventurers here deal with monsters every day, so maybe everyone here is a survival expert.

Eating a moss monster, which is crunchy and replenishes nutrition, is part of daily adventure.

He felt that his understanding of the adventurers in this world had increased a little bit.

"what about the taste?"

Chen Yu approached, and the curious voice echoed in Arno's mind.

Arno forced a smile at the sudden voice.

"Delicious."

"If it tastes good, eat more."

"..."

To be honest, Yanuo's palms suddenly felt itchy and he wanted to slap himself.

But being stared at by the slime, he could only force a smile, suppress the feeling of nausea, and stuffed another moss monster into his mouth and swallowed it.

Only after he saw the chubby slime in front of him show a satisfied expression did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master... Master... I..."

Owner?

I didn't expect that people from other worlds also like this kind of weird name.

Is it some special fetish?
"Just call me boss."

"From now on, you will be the rider of this Shunfeng Forest Road. Understand?"

"Yes, boss!"

Even if you don’t understand, you must understand.

"Rider" sounded like a knight, and he guessed it was similar to the title of some kind of divine servant. Compared to something as chuunibyou as Shadow Touch or Holy Son of Light... Arno was actually more satisfied with the title "Rider," which reminded him of the arduous yet fulfilling time he spent as a knight's squire on the border.

It was also at that time that his body began to show symptoms of petrification. Even though he later achieved excellent results in the knight training, he was still persuaded by the instructors to withdraw and return to the countryside.

Fortunately, there is a decent pension that can support life.

But when the precious grain and salt on the beast-carts fell into the hands of the gray-scale monsters, all the money was lost.

Arno subconsciously looked at the base of his right finger. The petrified spot seemed to become clearer, which made him feel worried.

"Are you worried about your illness?"

"Boss... can't my soul be exchanged for a healthy body?"

"It's not impossible, it just requires more than a dozen courses of treatment."

"Treatment?"

"Take off your clothes and lie down."

"Ah...take off...your clothes?"

It's so exciting right from the start.

Is there some evil ritual going on?

Arno steeled himself, gritted his teeth and did as he was told. He took off his shirt and lay down on the ground as if he had accepted his fate.

"Come on, boss."

For Laura and the child, he could endure even the most evil and painful ritual.

He didn't even care about death. His life was a worthless one anyway. As long as he could save enough money for Laura and the others to live on before he died, that would be enough.

He had long been aware that he had made a deal with the devil.

Chen Yu was gurgling with bubbles. He always felt that this human seemed to have misunderstood something.

"Be prepared, it's going to be a little painful."

To prevent Arno from moving around, Chen Yu slowly released a hallucinogenic factor, making him fall into a confused state.

Then he used his poisonous stinger to stab him in the back.

As expected, the first injection went astray again. Fortunately, the anesthetic effect of the hallucinogenic factor was very strong, and Arno didn't feel anything at all.

But he could feel the needle pricking his back, and finally understood why his back was burning with pain when he woke up last time.

It turns out they were all pricked by needles.

Chen Yu calmly pulled out the stinger that had been stabbed off, and then stabbed it with another stinger.

Fortunately, I didn’t get it wrong this time.

As this strange ceremony was going on, Arno's consciousness gradually became blurred, and several dancing figures appeared in front of him, all of them were his own naked selves.

In his confusion, he could hear the devil's questions, asking about his name, origin... He had no desire to resist and answered them one by one.

Until consciousness falls into complete sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Arno suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the ground.

Feeling the pain in his back gradually returning and his body becoming increasingly relaxed, he realized that what he had just experienced was not a dream.

"woke up?"

"You should go back before it gets dark, unless you want to stay here all night."

overnight?

Spending the night in this dangerous swamp with a demon by your side?

Arno suddenly shuddered, and his confused mind instantly became clear.

"No, no, boss, I won't bother you."

He was still hurrying to pack his things when two stinging bees landed in front of him, clutching something fishy and sweet wrapped in leaves.

"Stinger Bee Meat Pulp?!"

"For me, boss?"

"Well, I won't deduct the employee's salary for the delivery fee I give you."

"Remember to collect your rider mission before returning."

"Rider mission?"