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

Hmm? This feels like it's going to be really bad...

Lin Ming moved around in the bag full of fragrant clothes, and soon poked his head out of the bag's opening, peeking out with one small eye.

However, he immediately shrank back into his bag because the team noticed him.

"What's wrong?"

"No, I just felt like my bag moved a little."

"You're probably too tired. Go back to the hotel and rest early."

After discussing it, the team didn't rummage through their bags, but instead simply carried the slime out of the bag into the central district.

Lin Ming was finally put down in a small hotel in a mid-level district. Feeling his backpack begin to balance, the map in the upper right corner of Lin Ming's head expanded to a new location.

We should have arrived by now.

Lin Ming couldn't wait to peek out, peeking through a small gap in his bag.

Little did anyone know, a group of women were pulling up their shirts and changing clothes in front of Lin Ming, completely unaware of what was happening.

Lin Ming's big, innocent eyes darted around as the clothes were pulled down, but he was quickly startled by a woman who turned around and shrank back into his bag.

"I'm exhausted. I've been working hard for several days. I'm going to change my clothes and take a nap. You guys go ahead and shower."

"Don't you think it smells bad?"

"Get lost, honestly. It's not like I'm sleeping with you."

After a lively chatter among the women's team, the room quickly fell silent; they had probably all gone to take a shower.

But as the sachet was lifted up, Lin Ming, who was huddled inside, became increasingly anxious.

What should I do? We're about to be found out!!

The bag was opened, and a pair of fierce, large M-shaped shadows came into view, like a celestial dog devouring the moon, the large black shadows directly covering the trembling little gurgle.

Lin Ming looked up, but couldn't even see the other person's face.

"That's strange, where are my clothes? Did they mix them up?"

The witch shook her bag, pulling out Lin Ming and various large eye masks along with it. With a "splat," Lin Ming quickly disguised himself as a large eye mask, trying to fool everyone.

"Oh, found it." The witch quickly spotted the purple-blue slime eye mask that matched her own and picked Lin Ming up.

Huh? No way... Lin Ming had a bad feeling.

Then, Lin Ming, disguised as a large eye patch, was tied up by the witch sister. The binding made Lin Ming feel bloated, and his two eyes were pushed up.

"That's strange. Is it too small?"

As the witch sister grew suspicious, Lin Ming quickly modified and customized the replica, enlarging its size to match the other's shape as soon as possible.

"Phew~ Is it just my imagination? I feel so much better now, time to sleep~" The wizard sister didn't pay much attention to it; the cool feeling of being wrapped up made her feel incredibly comfortable.

Wearing this material is indeed very comfortable in this hot summer.

But Lin Ming was the one who suffered. He stared at the identical large eye mask buried on the table, realizing that he must have been mistaken for someone else.

How to get out has now become an unprecedented problem.

My eyes are so swollen... I never expected that Lin Ming's first experience as a slime would also result in someone actually wearing a giant eye mask for the first time.

It's really a headache, and in some ways it really is a huge headache.

After a while of silence, feeling the other person's breathing gradually calm down, Lin Ming moved his eyes up and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the shrine maiden had fallen asleep.

Feeling guilty, Lin Ming never expected things to turn out this way.

He hesitated for a while before slowly pulling away, and then with a "pop" and a series of shakes, he ripped himself off the other person.

He landed carefully on the ground, even glancing back anxiously.

Just as Lin Ming was about to leave, he thoughtfully turned back to cover the other person with a blanket before leaving, and even put the large eye mask back on for them.

Shouldn't you thank me?

But after Lin Ming finished his good deed, when he looked up, he stared at the witch sister, who already had her eyes open, for a long while.

The air fell silent for a full minute, and the person and the slime remained quiet for a whole minute.

Lin Ming immediately turned and jumped away, but the other party grabbed him and pinned him down, causing Lin Ming to twist and struggle in the air.

The older witch turned Lin Ming's face back and stared seriously at the sweaty little gnome in front of her.

"Slime? Or is it a little goo?" The older shrine maiden quickly recognized the species, and her previously serious eyes immediately revealed a hint of surprise.

"Gulp." Lin Ming opened his mouth as if to say something, but the other person's palm seemed to be casting some kind of magic, constantly sucking on Lin Ming's head.

"How come there are slimes here? Aren't they extinct?"

The older shrine maiden noticed that it was a little goblin, and her aggression subsided, since this kind of creature was harmless and just like a pet.

"Mmm, gurgle." Lin Ming kept twisting and turning.

This made the older shrine maiden notice that the other person might be afraid, so she approached with a gentle expression and spread the fragrance over.

"Don't be afraid, sister. I won't hurt you or sell you. I don't need the money."

As the priestess confessed, the little goo in her hands gradually gave up struggling.

But Lin Ming still wanted to run away, so he had to compromise and switch to the vocal cords that his slime mother had given him.

"Mmm!"

"Oh my? I can't stand it if you do that!" The older shrine maiden blushed and her heart pounded when she heard that, her maternal instincts overflowing.

"Don't worry, I'll pamper you." With that, the older shrine maiden didn't let go; instead, she took out a collar and put it on Lin Ming.

Hmm? Lin Ming looked down at the collar, which seemed to be the cat-themed style, with a cat-shaped gold tag hanging in the center.

"Oh my~ It suits you perfectly, you blue fat cat~ I've really struck gold." The older sister shrine maiden rubbed Lin Ming's face with adoration, seemingly smitten with his silly face.

Unable to resist, she picked him up and kissed him like a slime mom, making loud kissing noises on Lin Ming's face.

Then, Lin Ming was pulled into the witch's arms, covered with a blanket, and stroked hard for who knows how long.

after that……

Whether it was because Run was tired or something else, the shrine maiden fell into a deep sleep, and Lin Ming was hugged like a pillow while sleeping, his face squeezed out of shape.

But when the second chance came, Lin Ming slipped out of the other's arms without hesitation, turning into a puddle of water and falling to the ground, finally slinking away in disgrace.

The hotel was brand new. Lin Ming pretended to roll around like a ball on the wooden floor and quickly rolled out of the women's section of the hotel, passing by the receptionist.

He took out a map and checked his route, discovering that the flower shop was actually not far away.

"It's so nice to have a ride," Lin Ming sighed, then let the slime line roll over.

It was a shop filled with the sounds of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers. In a copper wire cage, there was a white bullet bird that chirped and fluttered its feathers, making Lin Ming want to shoot it with a slime bomb.

However, there was no one in the shop; instead, a quarrel could be heard.

"I'm sorry, sir, our flower seeds have already been reserved. My shop has principles."

"Don't be ungrateful!" A middle-aged man with a spiky mustache slammed his hands on the table in anger, making a loud noise.

Lin Ming peeked his head through the shop door and saw a woman adorned with roses looking down at the nobleman in front of her, her head bowed in distress.

She's so beautiful! Is she a dwarf? Why does she look different from the photos?

Not long after, the middle-aged man inside came out cursing and kicking the flowerpots in the shop, yelling, "You just wait! Who do you think allowed you to open a shop here peacefully? Principles, huh? We'll see how many principles you still have!"

The aristocratic uncle, enraged, slammed his fist on the shop's birdcage, causing the bulletbird to chirp in alarm. Lin Ming followed suit, slapping the birdcage and making it tumble over.