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

"Take me to see this! Take me to see this!"

Lin Ming shook the little fairy in his hand, making her scream loudly, almost making her dizzy.

"Since you knew that, why did I go through all that trouble to find the healing herb?"

"Healing herb? Huh? Healing herb??" The little fairy's hair was all messed up from being shaken, and her eyes were spinning like mosquito coils. "What what what thing? Healing herb? Is that called a healing herb?"

The little fairy was so dizzy that she couldn't speak clearly, and even her clothes were in a mess. It was Lin Ming who straightened them up first so that she wouldn't be exposed.

"Hurry, take me there! Auntie, you're the best, Auntie!"

As Lin Ming suddenly launched into a sweet verbal assault, the little vixen blushed and immediately became arrogant: "Hehehe, of course! Who told me I'm your aunt? Watch how easily your auntie will handle this little matter!"

The little fairy's nose was pointed and upturned, and she flapped her colorful wings in the air with her hands on her hips, looking extremely proud.

But ideals are beautiful, while reality is harsh.

Lin Ming was led by the little fairy to a forest. He looked around in the dark, while the little fairy had a confused expression, her fingertip touching her lower lip as she looked around.

"Huh? That's strange, I clearly remember being here. It's so dark."

Lin Ming activated his night vision, taking in the entire field of vision, and asked, "What does that grass look like?"

"I don't know how to describe it, it's just...like grass?"

Lin Ming started to get anxious and wanted to grab the figurine and shake it again.

"It's dark, Auntie, I can't find it right now, and I don't have any related memories... I can't remember? Hehehe." The little fairy tapped her head cutely.

Lin Ming was so angry he felt like he was suffocating.

So he took out a piece of paper, rolled it into a cylinder, and waved it at the little fairy: "Auntie, fly in and lie down here for a bit."

The little fairy tilted its head in confusion, but still obediently crawled into the small cylinder.

"and then?"

"Let it shine."

As Lin Ming requested, the little fairy had no choice but to let her body glow, and the cylinder immediately emitted a beam of light like a flashlight, illuminating the grass.

"Keep it on, don't stop. Do you see any grass?" Lin Ming waved the fairy flashlight around in the night.

The little imp, feeling dizzy, cried out, "Don't shake me too fast, nephew! Auntie's so dizzy!"

"You're so dramatic."

"Hey, how could you say that about your aunt...?"

But with the help of the elven's intelligent tracking flashlight, the little fairy finally found the healing herb she remembered. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly flew out of the cylinder and hugged a bright little grass—with a yellow fruit on it.

"This is it! Hey, nephew!" The little demon flew over excitedly and handed it to Lin Ming, thinking that this time she could finally do something for her nephew.

"Oh, it really is! They look exactly the same." Lin Ming took out the blueprint and compared it. The grass on the blueprint was colorless, and compared to this colored grass, they were indeed identical.

Lin Ming plucked a leaf from the healing herb and put it into his body to decompose and absorb. A notification then appeared indicating the decomposition of the high-grade healing herb.

"Oh oh oh ✰! It's coming! The era of freedom for healing potions!!!" Lin Ming excitedly stretched out his little hand, his whole body bouncy with joy, which made the little fairy next to him feel quite healed.

"My nephew is so cute! I'm glad you're happy. Can I give you a hug?"

"Hug what? There's another one! What's that called? Wowo Honey? Do you know where this is?" Lin Ming turned around and ruthlessly placed the blueprint in front of the little fairy.

"I always feel like you're using your aunt as a tool," the little imp pouted, feeling annoyed.

"You found this honey for me, I'll kiss you in a bit."

"Really?" The little fairy happily flapped her colorful little wings, instantly gaining motivation.

"But bees... Auntie doesn't know where to find bees, but I know a flower that can attract bees and butterflies. If you plant it, nephew, it should attract bees." The little fairy thought for a moment, then flew to Lin Ming and called out, "Come with me."

The two rolled into the grass in the dead of night, passed through rows of trees, and came to a place full of sunflowers. However, the area had been largely polluted and eroded, and there were almost no intact flowers left.

"Wow, there isn't a single bee!"

"Where did these bees come from in the middle of the night?" Lin Ming thought to himself, "Are you really that stupid or just pretending?"

"Here! Here's a good one!" The little fairy quickly flew over, but was pulled back by Lin Ming's slime.

"Oh! You scared me! Nephew, what are you doing?" The little imp was swirled up to Lin Ming's side like a roulette wheel, tilting her head cutely as she asked.

"It's too dangerous. You'd better not touch that. I'll do it myself." Lin Ming didn't want anything to happen to this clumsy little devil.

Then he took matters into his own hands, stretched out his long, slimy little hands, grabbed the sunflower-like flower, and pulled it up by the roots.

Then, the surrounding black slime slowly submerged the small burrow.

Now it seems that this flower grove has been polluted to the point of being completely useless.

"Looks like this is the last one... Alright then." Lin Ming looked at the polluted black mud, and no matter how many times he looked at it, he felt uneasy. Because this stuff was still stained with the slime mother's legs.

Even flowers and plants can't withstand the damage from these things, so Slime Mom probably isn't in much better shape either.

Holding the healing herb and bee-attracting flower in his hand, Lin Ming asked the tangled little fairy with mixed feelings, "Um... Auntie, will Slime Mom's leg get better?"

The little fairy drooped its wings dejectedly upon hearing this: "It's hard to say... I hope it will get better."

The little fairy looked helpless as she spoke. Her elder sister couldn't escape this darkness, and if it weren't for her stubborn resistance, this forest would have been corrupted and polluted long ago.

It was because of her presence that the rate of pollution was slowed down, allowing a beautiful slime meadow to become a healthy nursery for Little Gulu.

"Big sister will get better, it's okay!" After thinking for a moment, the little fairy didn't tell Lin Ming too much of the truth.

She was afraid that the topic would be too heavy and affect Xiao Gulu's growth. Besides, her older sister had also instructed her not to talk too much about the things she had polluted with Lin Ming. This was not a situation that Xiao Gulu could get involved in.

"Then let's go back and plant flowers, nephew. By the way, let go of your auntie!" The little imp blushed and struggled in his sticky little hands. She felt very uncomfortable being held like this all the time, like a toy.

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

Lin Ming didn't think much about it. He wanted to save himself first. He cut off the slime line behind his buttocks, and holding the little fairy and the flowers and plants, he rolled onto the slime line and moved quickly.

As it moves, only two tiny slime-covered hands, each holding a passenger, are visible on the slime line as it rapidly moves back into the net coffin.

The speed was so fast that the little fairy's hair was slicked back, causing her to scream "Waaah!" in the midst of the speed and passion.

When they got back to the net coffin area, the little fairy's hair was all flying up; she had been given a new hairstyle.

"What was that just now? Nephew, what strange thing have you made this time?" The little fairy shook his hair and then looked at the sticky threads spread out on the ground. They were like a spider web, even and orderly, stretching out and even connecting with each other.

"No, you're a slime! Why are you weaving webs everywhere like a spider? Is it because of that white lunchbox that you're affected? No way! I don't want Little Gulu to grow eight legs!" The little fairy panicked.