I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Chapter 127 Creating Something from Nothing

Boom boom boom!

bang bang bang!

The minotaurs were extremely efficient at their work; in less than half an hour, they had dug several shallow pits of varying sizes.

The pit walls were fairly neatly constructed, and the bottom of the pit was also roughly flat.

"That's enough," Ian gestured for them to stop.

The minotaurs stepped aside and watched longingly.

Vivian squatted by the pit, her little paws supporting her chin, her golden vertical pupils unblinking.

Ian extended his tentacles into the pit once more.

【Magic Vein Weaving】

What he was going to weave was a small heating network, simply to boil water.

Consciousness sank into the ground.

Golden magic threads extended from the tips of the tentacles, like countless tiny roots, burrowing into the soil and seeping into the rock layers to find the fire-attribute magic.

The entire node was constructed in less than a few seconds.

I'm getting more and more skilled at creating these "tentacles" now.

"That's about it—" Ian retracted his tentacles and looked at the shallow pit.

The bottom of the pit was still dry soil, nothing at all.

Vivian blinked. "Little Ian, where's the water?"

"Right away," Ian said, pushing his tentacles back into the pit.

boom!

A very slight muffled thud came from underground.

The soil at the bottom of the pit began to tremble slightly, and a small vortex appeared in the center. The soil collapsed downwards, revealing a hole the size of a fist.

Then, water started to come out.

Clear, steaming water gushed out of that small hole, like a tiny spring.

The water flow was initially thin, but it quickly increased, pouring into the shallow pit with a splash.

Steam rose and mist filled the air.

A faint, sulfur-like but fresher scent began to fill the air.

That was a touch of spice that Ian added to the node, mimicking the mineral flavor of a natural hot spring.

The minotaurs stared wide-eyed.

The Mother of the Earth is building bathhouses so fast!

She was about to jump into the pit when Ian stopped her with his tentacles.

"Wait!" Ian said quickly, "The water isn't full yet, and—the temperature might be a bit high, we need to adjust it."

You don't even need to measure the temperature; the water is already boiling under the heating of the magical energy channels.

It's too hot.

"Cool down—" Ian adjusted the parameters of his meridians, while simultaneously making the flow of fire-attribute magic smoother.

But Ian hadn't had time to lower the water temperature.

Pfft!

Vivian has already fallen into the hot spring.

Water splashed high into the air.

"Wow~~!" Vivian let out a satisfied sigh. The dragon was completely submerged in the water, with only its small head showing. Its golden vertical pupils were narrowed into slits. "So comfortable~"

Looking at her enjoying herself so much, why should I worry about getting burned by a fire-breathing dragon?

However, that appeased them.

So easy!

He instructed the minotaur: "Go find some flat stone slabs and repair the edge of the pool so that no mud falls in."

"Yes!" The minotaurs immediately sprang into action.

The area around the hot spring pool was quickly paved, and the pool gradually filled with clear, steaming water.

Vivian splashed around in the pool, playing in the water and making splashes everywhere.

"Little Ian!" she suddenly called out, "You come down too!"

Ian: "...."

The water is still boiling!

Seeing the baby dragon's expectant eyes, I hopped over and slowly slid into the pool.

The scalding water enveloped my body, and it felt—not bad.

It seems that slime is quite resistant to high temperatures.

"Hehe~" Vivian swam over and poked him with her paw. "Little Ian is so amazing, he really made a hot spring."

What I can conjure up right now is a pot of boiling water.

However, Ian corrected the baby dragon: "It was guided out; I just borrowed this magic to use."

"It's just amazing!" Vivian didn't care about the principles; she was happily soaking in the water, her little tail swishing back and forth. "We're going to build a huge hot spring resort here someday! Lots of pools! Hot ones, warm ones, and cold ones!"

"Okay, okay," Ian replied dismissively.

But he was thinking about something else entirely.

This hot spring seems a bit too conspicuous.

Meanwhile, in Honeydew Town, on the rooftop of Bingo Tavern.

The boss climbed back up, clutching the old monocular telescope in his hand.

He originally intended to observe the activity at the construction site today and see if there was an opportunity to visit.

But when he adjusted the focus and saw the scene on the construction site clearly, he was stunned.

Next to that huge concrete platform—there's a pool now?

Steam rose from the pool, and wisps of water vapor rose from it.

A black monster is splashing around in the pool; it looks like a lizard.

The dark blue slime was also in the pool, floating on the surface of the water.

The minotaurs were busy laying stone slabs by the pool.

The boss rubbed his eyes and looked again.

That's right.

spa.

A hot spring that didn't exist yesterday.

Hot springs are not something that ordinary people can enjoy in this world.

Naturally formed hot springs are rare —

Those places are only open to high-ranking nobles or high-level ability users.

"This—" The boss's mouth slowly opened wide. "How is this possible—"

He remembered clearly that yesterday it was just a flat area with only a cement platform and that glowing wall.

A hot spring appeared overnight?

Creating something from nothing?

No, it's not creating something from nothing, it's creating nature?

The owner didn't know anything about magic, but he had heard people in the tavern bragging.

High-level nature mages can communicate with the earth's veins and create oases.

But those are all legendary beings, at least seventh or eighth-order archmages.

"Monster Slime—" the boss muttered to himself.

He didn't know what words to use to describe it.

Awe? Fear? Curiosity? Or—a touch of absurd excitement?

If these neighbors can create hot springs so easily, what else can they do?

Building a house? That's a minor matter.

The boss, leaning against the chimney, slowly squatted down, his mind racing.

He had to go and pay a visit.

I'll go today.

No matter what excuse he uses or what gift he brings, he has to go.

He wanted to see for himself what these neighbors really were.

We also need to show them what value this tavern owner has.

At the construction site, the hot spring pool is already taking shape.

Vivian was completely satisfied with her soak and lay on the edge of the pool yawning.

"Little Ian—" she mumbled, "I'll soak in it every day from now on—"

"Okay, okay," Ian continued to give a perfunctory reply.

"Little Ian," Vivian suddenly spoke, her voice sleepy, "I'm sleepy—"

"Then go to sleep." Ian gently patted her head with his tentacles. "I'll stay here and watch over her."

"Hmm—" Vivian closed her eyes and quickly began to breathe evenly.

The steam rising from the hot spring pool casts a faint rainbow in the morning light.

After the minotaurs finished repairing the edge of the pool, they retreated to the side to rest.

The construction site has temporarily quieted down.

Only the chirping of birds in the distant forest and the gentle lapping of the hot spring water could be heard.

Ian lay on the edge of the pool, his tentacles resting on the warm stone slab, feeling the warmth of the water seeping through the stone.

"Maybe—we really could build a hot spring resort," Ian thought, "as a complement to the pleasure house."

Since the nodes have already been set up, there is virtually no maintenance cost.

The hot springs themselves are a huge attraction.

For humans, it is a form of leisure and enjoyment.

It may also have a healing effect on monsters.

For baby dragons —

In short, it's a win-win-win situation.

"It's settled then." Ian made the decision. "Once the main structure of the Pleasure House is completed, we'll build a hot spring resort next to it."

He looked at Vivian, who was fast asleep floating on the water.

The black baby dragon was soaking in warm water, its little belly rising and falling, sleeping soundly.

Its golden vertical pupils were tightly closed, with tiny water droplets clinging to them.

The dragon form looks pretty cute too!

Like a little puppy —

Ian's tentacles twitched slightly, resisting the urge to poke her face.

Never mind, let her sleep.