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

It's people!

It's a human! It's a human! It's a human! It's a human! It's a human!!!

Little Gulu's big eyes lit up with excitement, and then he jumped up and down excitedly.

The core weight prevented the body from jumping, so Little Gulu could only stand tall, like the slime scarecrow from the beginning, looking up at the figures in the distant forest.

[Slime mimicry correction: Scarecrow C]

This scarecrow is more exquisite, but it's still quite silly.

Unable to wait any longer, Little Gulu immediately curled into a ball and rolled over, disappearing into the grass. Just as Lin Ming was rushing over to ask the human for help, the human's attire made him realize something was amiss.

The rolling little goo stopped and quickly hid in the grass.

Lin Ming peeked out, his big eyes spying on the two people.

What came into view was the simple clothes and light armor, and especially the scars on his face and his roguish air, which made Lin Ming immediately recognize that this was a thief.

Forget about saving this kind of person; if they were taken to the area where Lin Ming's body was, they might just cut off his head and sell it.

How did I end up with two beasts?

Medieval thieves were basically inhuman, unlike the harmless portrayals in movies and TV shows. He knew very well that these professions were inseparable from torture, murder, and robbery.

Lin Ming stealthily moved closer to the bushes, and soon he saw the basic data of the two people.

[Thief Lv. 8] [Thief Lv. 12]

Is his level higher than his? Class level shouldn't be related to things like defense, right? Let's see.

Lin Ming lurked around the two men, and the thief, who had been complaining, spoke up again: "Damn it, could it be fake information? I knew it! When would we ever get a hundred million?"

"Tsk, what a waste of time. If we go any further in, we'll both get smashed to pieces by the earth fairies." The level 12 thief looked at the slime plains outside the forest and angrily raised his hand to hit his companion, but the other timidly dodged it.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, big brother. I was just momentarily blinded by greed. Wasn't I just trying to bring you benefits? Whenever there are resources, I always call on you, big brother!"

The younger brother's fawning manner made the thief leader reluctantly withdraw his hands. This guy was still useful; he was hoping this person would provide more boys and girls.

"Why don't we go back to the slave trade? Recently, the nobles above have taken a liking to the wind elves we captured. Aren't the amounts they're paying for the children more real than the rumored bounty? Let's go."

"Yes, yes, yes~ Then...?" The underling thief looked expectantly at the suspicious tree branch markings.

"Let's go take a look first. Maybe they are refugees who have fled here. It would be even better if they had children with them, which would be another source of income."

After the two thieves discussed their plan, they tiptoed along the marked directions and arrived at the cave where the corrupted wolves were resting.

But when they arrived at the cave entrance, they were met with a putrid stench and a pool of green blood that filled their vision.

The edges of the cave were covered in splattered blood, as if a fierce battle had taken place, and the walls were covered in cuts.

Strangely, there wasn't a single corpse in sight. Even adventurers would only take useful materials. The scene before them sent a chill down the spines of the two thieves.

Because this is a remnant of a battle that was absolutely overwhelming.

The stench, especially the fresh blood, proved that the battle here had just ended.

Could it be some kind of enormous, ferocious beast here?

Glug glug glug.

Suddenly, the sound of bubbles attracted the attention of the thief's underling. He shuddered in fright, but still mustered his courage to look towards the edge of the cave.

But when he discovered it was a little goblin slowly sliding down, he jumped up and down excitedly:

"Big brother, big brother, big brother!! Hurry! One hundred million!!"

The henchman pointed at Lin Ming with gleaming eyes, while the leader quickly looked over and excitedly raised his hand, shouting, "Give me the sack! Don't let it run off with the Earth Fairy!"

"I-I understand!" The thief quickly took out his dagger and pointed it at Lin Ming, then timidly fumbled for the cloth bag on his back.

"Are you stupid?!" The eldest brother was furious. He shoved the thief's henchman aside and snatched the sack from the man's waist.

"You're afraid of a roadside monster like Little Gulu? Get out of the way!" The thief leader opened the sack and looked at Lin Ming with great joy. He approached Lin Ming quietly, as if he were catching a rabbit.

Lin Ming continued to slowly slide down the edge of the cave. As the thief's leader drew closer, Lin Ming didn't hesitate and, with a "plop," launched a projectile of slime from his body straight towards him—

The thief's leader was grazed on the neck by a slimy stone bullet. His face turned pale, and black liquid splattered from his shadow as he collapsed on the spot.

"Aaaaaah—!"

As blood splattered, the younger thief's legs went weak with fear. He watched helplessly as his elder brother collapsed to the ground, the pool of blood spreading to his feet, the clear red pool reflecting the thief's terrified face.

Lin Ming slid down the edge of the cave while sticking to it, and retrieved the slime bullet.

Is this what death looks like? It seems that the professional level is just about proficiency and has little to do with physical fitness. If you slit a weak point like the neck, you'll still get hurt.

"Ahhh... Ahhh... Is this really a slime???" In his panic, the little thief instinctively shouted out the name.

That harmless-looking little goblin was killed by its older brother in the blink of an eye? Weren't they supposed to be fearless even for children among slime minions?! And this tiny goblin was an even smaller variety!

Lin Ming ignored the thief who was terrified and simply lifted the arm of the corpse in front of him, revealing the tattoos carved on the arm.

That was a mark indicating a fortress was buried within a pair of crossed axes.

Lin Ming recognized this thing, especially the fortress behind it. Even though it was broken, he knew it was the mark of the Kingdom of Prester...

That kingdom that killed him was a bunch of beasts, secretly raising beasts. Damn it... are those bastards still supporting a bandit organization?

Lin Ming realized that the people from the Kingdom of Prester were never good people from beginning to end, and he was determined to make the Kingdom of Prester pay a heavy price...

Lin Ming's blood boiled and his body heated up as he thought about it. He fired a sticky bullet, which grazed the thief who was trying to get up.

As the missile exploded with a ring of air over the thief's face, the stone wall behind him suddenly cracked with a loud thud, and the thief's strength, which he had just mustered, went limp again.

The other person's expression froze for a moment, and they were too frightened to utter a sound. They hadn't expected that slimes, which were usually just roadside creatures, could be so terrifying...

"Oh no! Don't kill me! I won't arrest you! Please forgive me, please eat my brother to calm down!" After realizing what had happened, the thief immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, causing ripples in the Red Lake.

If it weren't for these two thieves, Lin Ming wouldn't have known he was so valuable. Was this also part of that beastly kingdom's scheme?

In my memory, the people from the Kingdom were indeed among the first to know that he was making slimes. They were already setting prices for them before they were even released.

Although Lin Ming considered thieves to be beasts, he didn't want to kill this guy so quickly.

This guy is our only source of information right now, so let's keep him around. Besides, from what I just overheard, there are many children being trafficked by these guys.

The thief organization behind them must be very large. We can't alert them now. Lin Ming looked at the thief leader who was still convulsing on the ground. Soon the other party also stopped breathing.

Kill 1 thieves

[Slime's level increased to lv11]

Little Gulu's body trembled, and it grew a little bigger. Surprisingly, killing a thief two levels higher didn't result in much of a level increase.

As the rage effect wore off, Lin Ming gradually calmed himself down, but still managed to pierce the thief's foot with a slime missile, causing the thief to scream in agony.

"Waaaaaahh ...

Seeing the thief kicking and rolling on the ground in pain, Lin Ming fired two more missiles, piercing his palms and making his screams even more miserable. His eyes were bloodshot from the pain, and tears streamed down his face.

Every move was precise, without harming the thief in any other part of his body. After all, now was not the time for him to escape; he had to be kept here.

Lin Ming didn't approve of this thief helping to move the bodies. The more happy this thief was when selling children, the less Lin Ming would treat his miserable state as a human being.

It was just the screams of wild beasts.

This thief shouldn't be so stupid as to not even know how to stop the bleeding, but this wound is enough to delay him for a while. Most importantly, leaving blood allows Lin Ming's [Scent of Blood Guidance] to find him later.

Leaving the thief rolling on the ground, Lin Ming turned and left the forest.

So far, we've taken everything from the thief: three bottles of healing potion, one bottle of magic potion, a machete and rope, a burlap sack, a cloth bag full of dried meat, a water bag, and that's it. The rest are just useless gold and copper coins.

Aside from the healing potion, Lin Ming hasn't actually used any of these things yet.

Moreover, given the current situation, he can't rush to find the thieves' lair. His body is unprotected here, and he can't leave. He also needs to level up first.

In other words, Lin Ming needs to keep a watchdog to protect his body. Compared to the thief he can't trust, the dog's loyalty is what Lin Ming needs most right now.

I actually regretted killing all the Corrupted Wolves. I killed them all indiscriminately when I felt threatened. There must be more than just Corrupted Wolves among the wolf species, right?

As Lin Ming pondered, his gaze fell upon the abandoned buildings that stood prominently in the vast grassland.

Is that the Dungeon Ruins? Are there wolves inside?