I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Chapter 117: Of course, the choice is KFC Vivian.

The original site of Sweet Forest, on the edge of a giant pit.

Ian lay prone at the edge of the pit, the golden light within his body slowly circulating, maintaining a minimum level of spatial awareness.

Some attention was focused on Dragon Territory, monitoring the operation of several key nodes.

The farmland and herb garden are both functioning normally, and there have been no sudden malfunctions among the goblins today.

Another part of their attention, like an invisible net, covered the huge pit beneath them and the lifeless town of Honeydew not far away.

Vivian curled up next to him.

The little black dragon's golden vertical pupils were half-open and half-closed, and its little claws were idly scratching at the rubble on the edge of the pit.

She seemed somewhat interested in the "big hole" in front of her, but also a little bored.

"Little Ian, what are we doing here?" she yawned and asked in her childish voice, "Didn't we say—we're here to build my happy house?"

She remembered that after the party last night, Ian promised her that he would start preparing to build the Happy House today.

"Yes, this is it." Ian pointed with his tentacle to the huge pit beneath his feet. "Look, we don't even need to dig the foundation; it's already there, and it's huge."

Vivian peered into the bottomless pit, a hint of suspicion flashing in her eyes: "So big? Does the Pleasure House need such a large foundation?"

Hmm? Why does it feel like Vivian's mind is gradually recovering?

“That’s right.” Ian immediately started talking about KFC Vivian, the most effective way to deal with baby dragons. “Since we’re already building it, it has to be the best and the biggest, right? You’re a black dragon! How can the Happy House be anything less than a few human cities? How can it be completed without three to five hundred projects inside?”

Vivian's mouth watered at the mention of it, and she excitedly slapped the ground with her paws: "Three or five hundred? Yes, yes, yes! I want it big, I want it big!"

Build it now!

"Don't rush, let's plan it out first," Ian reassured her.

At the same time, I contacted Ms. Mo myself.

This time, we used a gentler approach to bring her out of the book.

Grayish-white smoke condensed, and Ms. Mo's illusory figure appeared.

She glanced warily at Vivian, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the baby dragon had no intention of breathing fire this time.

"Little slime, what's wrong now? Have those sneaky guys made a new move?" Ms. Mo asked.

"Lilith just sent back a message, identifying an abandoned cellar west of Honeydew Town as their latest hideout, and their people are also gathering at the town's tavern." Ian quickly shared the intelligence. "Combined with our previous findings, we can be fairly certain that Honeydew Town is one of their bases. Their goal is likely not just to observe the results of the demonic tide, but rather they have a deeper purpose, possibly even related to Vivian's curse."

Ms. Mo's cigarette smoke flickered slightly: "No? You're building a house here? Aren't you being incredibly audacious?"

"Killing two birds with one stone," Ian said. "Mainly to fulfill my promise to Vivian and build the first phase of Happy House. Vivian has become a bit immune to the pie in the sky lately, and if this keeps up, she won't be able to draw anymore."

"With her?" Ms. Mo pointed with her smoke at Vivian, who was playing with the stones again.

"What else?" Ian said helplessly. "She's my 'bound accessory' now. Besides, don't you think that carrying a black dragon and undertaking large-scale construction in an area where cults might be active is itself a good form of camouflage and deterrence? Who would suspect that we're here to scout?"

Ms. Mo thought about it and actually found it made some sense. "—Alright, slime dad taking care of a kid in a counter-espionage plot, that's a pretty abstract story. What do you need me to do?"

"No need for now, you rest first and stay in touch. I'll call you if needed, especially if I sense strong fluctuations of abyssal magic," Ian said.

Ms. Mo's illusory figure shrank back into the book, muttering before leaving, "Be careful, you'll have to—"

After seeing Ms. Mo off, Ian began to make formal plans.

First, through consciousness, Ian controlled the clone who remained in Dragon Territory and was responsible for allocating resources, issuing commands.

"Charles, have Gugu take the first batch of rainbow cement and twenty minotaur laborers to the original site in Sweet Forest. I'll give you the coordinates later. We're going to start construction here on the first phase of Lady Vivian's Happy Hut."

Ian thought for a moment, then continued, "Let's build a wall first. The more concealed it is, the more it will arouse people's desire to spy on us—"

Charles secretly felt that this slime's research into perversion was absolutely profound.

But Charles quickly and calmly replied, "Understood, Your Excellency Ian. I'll open a teleportation array, and the supplies and personnel will arrive within an hour."

Next, Ian turned his attention back to the direction of Honeydew Town, trying to catch a signal from Lilith's clone. Soon, a weak connection was established.

"Lilith, report the situation."

A few seconds later, Lilith's calm but slightly excited voice rang in my mind.

"The target personnel are still scattered. Two people inside the tavern haven't left; they seem to be waiting."

Why is this little vixen so excited to go to work? I wonder what she's playing out in her mind—

Ian: "Continue to monitor the tavern and known residences. Regarding the cellar, while ensuring absolute concealment, you may attempt to observe its external structure and entry/exit patterns from a distance, but absolutely no approaching the entrance or attempting to enter is permitted. Safety first."

"clear."

Lilith responded, then cut off the communication and continued her infiltration.

Having arranged everything, Ian looked at Vivian beside him, who was getting a little impatient and had started drawing circles on the ground with her paws.

"Alright, Vivian." Ian gently touched her with his tentacles. "Our pleasure house will be built soon."

"But before we build the house, we have to play a game."

"A game?" Vivian's ears perked up.

"Yes, a game called 'See Who's Sneaking Around,'" Ian explained in a way she could understand. "Look at that town over there; there might be some little mice hiding there who don't want anyone to know. We're going to build houses here and see what those little mice are up to while we're at it. Sounds fun, right?"

Vivian's eyes darted around, seemingly understanding but not quite, but the game and the little mouse clearly piqued her interest.

"This is fun! I want to see the little mouse!"

"Alright, once the minotaurs and materials arrive, we'll start building the house. You can supervise the construction and keep an eye out for any strange little mice running out of town or any weird smells drifting over, okay?" Ian coaxed, trying to use the baby dragon's keen senses.

"Okay!" Vivian nodded vigorously, immediately entering game mode. Her little nose twitched as she began to sniff the surrounding air, and her golden vertical pupils warily scanned the direction of Honeydew Town, as if she were really searching for "little mice".

Looking at her serious profile, Ian felt a little more relaxed.

With the baby dragon acting as a "biological radar," it might be able to provide early warnings of threats that magic cannot detect.

Before long, heavy footsteps and the rumble of wheels could be heard in the distance. Charles had arranged for minotaur laborers and the first batch…

The raw materials for "Seven-Color Cement" have been delivered.

Twenty strong minotaurs, pulling several large carts piled high with bags of cement mix, sand, and tools, rumbled to the edge of the giant pit.

There were also several goblins sitting on those building materials.

Although Ian did not send any goblins, Gugu still sent some goblins with production experience to assist.

The minotaur squad leader bowed to Ian.

"Mother of the Earth! I have come to assist in the construction on the orders of Butler Charles!"