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

"It must be Bella, right?"

Sister Phil got up to greet the guests, but instead of being greeted, she was met by two fully armed guards, and standing in the middle was the mustachioed uncle with whom she had just failed to reach an agreement.

"Hey, you stinking flower demon, I'm giving you one last chance. Hand over the seeds, or I'll forcibly revoke your license to work here!"

"How can you do this? Even if you're the head of the chamber of commerce, isn't this a bit too domineering? The seeds were reserved by other customers; it's first-come, first-served. I've always followed that principle. Besides, those seeds are their life-saving seed..."

Phil was really annoyed; why was this bald old man so difficult to deal with?

"I don't care if you're the saviors or not," the mustachioed merchant gritted his teeth, his face contorted with malice.

That seed is a resource-based flower seed that can produce food, and the yield is quite good. If this stuff gets out to those commoners, who will buy all the grain that their merchant guild has stockpiled? We absolutely cannot allow those lowly foreign tribes to grow their own food!

The bearded merchant gave him an annoyed look, and the two guards beside him stepped forward and picked up their spears.

"Ms. Phil, we will be arresting you on suspicion of trafficking illegal drugs."

"Eh? I've never sold poisonous seeds! Don't come any closer!" The flower fairy began to retreat in grievance, the roses wrapped around her began to protect her, wriggling forward to form a defensive stance.

"Are you sure you want to fight back? If you hit a guard, it won't just be a simple matter of suspicion." The mustachioed merchant slyly pinched his mustache and smiled.

But at that moment, a slimy little hand reached out and wiped away Miss Phil's tearful grievances.

"Alright, alright, leave it to me."

As he spoke, Lin Ming touched the ground with his slimy little hand, and with a sudden tug, he pulled the slimy spider web that had been set up beforehand across the legs of the group, causing them to trip over.

The two soldiers and the merchant uncle slipped unexpectedly, and Lin Ming suddenly jumped up and landed directly on the merchant uncle's head with a "thud".

"Wow! Wow wow wow!" The uncle from the Chamber of Commerce exclaimed in horror, blowing bubbles.

Lin Ming immediately activated his slime penetration night vision, directly penetrating the slime into the brain of the merchant uncle, where an invisible hand gripped his entire head.

At this moment, the uncle from the Chamber of Commerce was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned pale, and he froze on the spot.

"Master Merchant, are you alright? Something tripped us up." The two knights quickly stood up, their first concern for the merchant uncle whose face was unusually pale.

The reason the uncle from the Chamber of Commerce was so frightened was because Lin Ming had directly penetrated his brain, tightly gripping his head and talking to him.

The radio waves, coming from close range, echoed continuously in the uncle's head.

"Do you want me to crush your head? Oh, and this can even pull on the blood vessels in your eyeballs. Want to experience what that feels like?"

The terrifying threat echoed in the ears of the Chamber of Commerce uncle.

He was already terrified just from the thought of something entering his brain, let alone the fact that it threatened to crush his head—he'd never heard of anything so horrific in his life!

"Get your soldiers out of here. You have one second to react."

The uncle from the chamber of commerce gasped in alarm and immediately pointed at the guards on either side, yelling, "You two, get out of here right now! Get out! Don't ever come back here!"

"Uh... Guild Master, didn't you send us...?"

"Get out of here!"

"Okay, fine..." The two soldiers felt wronged, having come all this way only to be scolded.

As the soldiers left, only a middle-aged man with a receding hairline, who was constantly panting and seemed to be in a daze, remained.

He felt his head was very heavy, as if something had actually crawled into his brain. Although he didn't know how it got in, the feeling was undoubtedly a nightmare.

"My lord, I have done as you instructed... You see, I don't want that batch of seeds anymore, okay? Please, my lord, have mercy..." The mustachioed uncle felt his head being squeezed tighter and tighter, and for a moment he even forgot to breathe.

Phil, who was watching from the side, was even more confused: How did Little Gulu disappear all of a sudden? Why did this unreasonable merchant uncle suddenly change his ways? She was already preparing to pack her things and go back to her hometown.

Lin Ming originally intended to kill all three of them. However, this wasn't some deep-seated hatred between nations, and openly killing people wouldn't be good for Phil, the florist, and would likely implicate her as well.

Besides, these three weren't just roadside thieves. Lin Ming figured he should be careful around the residents of this country, as he planned to stay here for a long time and was quite fond of the medicinal herb resources.

"Sir, please, I...I...I...I apologize to Miss Phil. From now on, you can purchase goods here with the highest authority; no one in our chamber of commerce can interfere with you. Oh, and by the way, you don't have to pay the rent for the flower shop anymore, is that alright? How does that sound?"

The bearded man frantically started adding conditions to Boss Phil's demands, leaving Phil utterly bewildered—had this guy eaten something strange? Why is his brain suddenly acting erratically?

But Lin Ming wasn't so easy to talk to. Instead, he shook his head and sighed, "It's not enough. Can this little bit compare to your life?"

Lin Ming pinched the uncle's head again, so hard that his whole head trembled, and he even drooled in surprise at the pinch.

That startled Phil, who quickly took a step back and made a disgusted "Eek!" sound.

This guy suddenly went crazy, drooling all over the place. Nobody could stand that, right? And this is her shop, after all!

"Um... Little Gulu? Was it you doing this to him from behind?" Phil looked worriedly at the slimy creature on the back of the merchant uncle's head. The creature was stuck to the back of his neck, as if it was inputting something.

"Ahhh... Ahhh! Wait, wait! Any conditions are fine, please don't kill me! I'll agree to anything!"

The uncle from the Chamber of Commerce finally couldn't stand anymore and knelt down on the ground with his legs going weak.

"You said that? I can crush your brain anytime I want, so you better remember that."

Then, Lin Ming left a piece of slime in the uncle's head and squeezed it next to his skull.

Then Lin Ming launched another infiltration, withdrawing some of his mucus from the other's brain and jumping off the other's neck.

"Alright, you can get out of here now, and hurry up."

"Uh... I know, I know."

"And I advise you to behave yourself. I've left an explosive gem in your brain. With a single thought, I can send your brain flying. You should know what it feels like to have your brain inside you, right?"

"Aaaaah!" Upon hearing this, the uncle from the Chamber of Commerce was so frightened that his legs trembled as he walked along the road like a penguin, nearly driven to madness.

Lin Ming originally wanted to break it down directly in his mind, but then he thought that the current method was more valuable, at least he could take advantage of the other party's position as the president of the chamber of commerce.

"You really chased it away, little Gru." Sister Phil looked at the little slime in disbelief, even with a sense of admiration.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, as if she had become a little fan of this little goo.

It's so small and weak, yet so brave. The way it stood up for her is so cute and so cool...

Unconsciously, Miss Phil's flower fairy genes began to take effect, making her heart beat much faster.