Me? A slime? A villain who destroys a nation? Fine!

The good news is he's in, the bad news is he's going to jail.

Lin Ming was so angry at this old man that he brought him up at the drop of a hat.

Although this method was feasible, it resulted in a prison meal.

As a result, Lin Ming, Miral, and the others were all locked in the same cage. Little Fatty and Lanno, furious, grabbed the cage and yelled, "Do you know what kind of being our fairy lord is?! You've gone too far! Let us out!!"

Lin Ming was even the last one to be thrown in.

Miral was so frightened that she rushed over and caught Lin Ming, preventing him from falling to the ground.

Even if it falls to the ground, it won't be a big deal, right? At most, it'll bounce back a bit.

"You've done a great job! It turns out you're someone who colluded with the demons. I'll go get the captain." With that, he left only one guard to watch over the situation.

Lin Ming stared at Miral with a strained expression: "No, even though you got in via speedrun, have you thought about how you're going to get out? I brought you here... hoping you could get in through communication, but you just dragged me out without saying a word?"

Meanwhile, Lanno and Little Fatty, tired of cursing, saw a straw bed in the cell and immediately lay down on it, piling up together and falling fast asleep.

Hmm? Putting aside their personalities, none of these three seem reliable. No wonder they're from the same village.

However, the one guarding them now was a female guard. Although she was no different from the previous soldiers, solemnly holding a long gun, the fact that the surveillance was not as good as before presented an opportunity.

Moreover, Lin Ming felt that if he stayed with Miral any longer, Miral might be punished by the kingdom because of Lin Ming, or even be beheaded. From the conversation just now, it was clear that the conflict between monsters and humans was still very significant.

If things really turn out like that, Lin Ming won't know how to explain it to Miral's granddaughter.

Seriously, those three idiots.

So Lin Ming had no choice but to sneak out through the crack in the cage, then turned back to Miral and instructed, "I'm going out for a bit, so you don't get beheaded or anything because of me. Don't make a sound, understand? If they ask you anything, just say you were drunk, and absolutely refuse to mention my existence. I'm going to go explore the kingdom now."

"Alright, have fun, Fairy." Miral, however, knelt on one knee with a carefree attitude, bowing his head to bid farewell to Lin Ming. His loud plotting made the gatekeeper turn around alertly.

"No, you old geezer!" Lin Ming was so frightened that he quickly shrank back and scurried into the corner of the cage to hide.

The female guard turned around and saw Mirall kneeling on the ground, bidding a very solemn farewell.

"What are you doing? Where did that blue slime ball go?"

"What is it? I don't know... That's... That's... My... My vomit. I just ate it again, it's gone." Miral racked her brains for a long time before coming up with this ridiculous excuse.

This made the female guard in front of the cage look disgusted.

"Well...drank too much? Why am I vomiting this weird liquid for no reason? It must be something I ate on the way here, sticky and mushy... ugh, I'm going to throw up again!!"

"Ugh!? Stop talking!" The female guard felt nauseous and ran away on the spot.

Miral poked her head out of the cage, gazing in the direction Lin Ming had left, and silently paid her respects, saying, "Fairy, have a safe journey!"

Behind Miral's blessing, Lin Ming inexplicably sneezed. He shook his slimy body. How could a slime sneeze?

What should we do now? We were hoping to use their human appearances to find someone here to exchange information and find out where the antidote was, but these three have already given us all the information as soon as they came in.

In the end, he was the only one doing the work, and everything fell apart.

Lin Ming slumped in the corner, his head throbbing. He watched the people coming and going on the street from the alleyway. Would going out now attract attention? What should he do? Was he stuck here eavesdropping?

Lin Ming felt helpless, but he still jumped onto the wall, clung to it, and climbed up to the door of a fruit stand to eavesdrop on the conversations of passersby.

The conversations among passersby didn't involve these topics, which frustrated Lin Ming.

If he could handle things in the city by himself, why would he need to call the three of them over? Even without the three of them, Lin Ming could easily enter this country, given his slimy body.

The problem is that this form is inconvenient after he comes in, and he can't be humanized.

Fine, I'll give it a try.

Desperate, Lin Ming began to wriggle his body, and with his extraordinary imagination, two simple, long legs grew out of the mucus, and then he stood up unsteadily.

He saw children still holding small balls by the roadside in the alley, and then staggered over barefoot.

"Kids~ I have a question for you!"

The group of children playing with their balls were terrified when they saw the creepy slime man running towards them. They screamed and ran away, giving all the balls to Lin Ming.

It seems the effect wasn't very good... so bad that it didn't trigger the mimicry correction.

It was late at night, and the crowds on the streets were gradually thinning out. It seemed that fewer people made it easier for Lin Ming to move around.

I don't know why, but even though he just came in to find the antidote, I had the feeling that he was sneaking around doing something bad.

Even though movement has become much easier, he still has absolutely no clue about detoxification techniques or the direction of fragrant antidote herbs, and he doesn't know anyone here.

Lin Ming missed his assistant, who usually took care of most of the procedures when he went out to do errands.

Could it really be that we have to rely on the old man to get a certificate? But by the time it takes him to get a certificate, Lin Ming would be poisoned to death, right?

Fortunately, he connected the wires.

Having already used intermediate-level healing potions and manually adjusted the toxins, Lin Ming felt there was no need to rush back to feed the baby this time. Therefore, he leisurely rolled onto the street, weaving through the sparse crowd.

This should be a street for ordinary people, which is why ordinary people basically don't talk about what Lin Ming wants.

But since China is a country rich in medicinal herbs, he should be able to find the so-called aromatic detoxifying agent in an ordinary herbal medicine shop.

Following this idea, Lin Ming stealthily rolled around the streets. Whenever someone approached, he would pretend to be a ball, rolling smoothly past the edge of the road. Once people's attention was elsewhere, he would revert to tire mode and continue moving quickly across the ground.

But halfway there, he was stopped by a brightly lit shop.

The room was bathed in pink ambient lighting, and the flowerpots on the windowsills were filled with all sorts of colorful decorative flowers, creating an atmosphere of ambiguity. In particular, the signboard featured a picture of a beautiful long-eared elf, which immediately captivated Lin Ming.

Pointy-Eared Elf Tavern? Lin Ming read the name on the sign.

So he quietly rolled over, got close to the window, and stood up to peek at the scene inside.

In this lifetime, it wouldn't be bad to stop and see what the elf lady looks like, at least to calm the internal injuries caused by those three idiots.