I, Stone Golem, only want to forge.

Murphy withdrew his gaze from the fleeing slime and instead focused on the pool of gel formed from the melted slime at the cave entrance.

Gel is a good thing.

Pure gel is a very good fuel.

After special processing, it also becomes the raw material for many thermal insulation products.

This material was used in the cement plastered over its cave walls.

However, Murphy looked at the gel in front of him and found it strange—the gel was not on fire at this moment.

This gel fell from a slime, meaning it's unprocessed and should ignite immediately under high temperatures.

However, there was none at that time.

It squatted in front of the gel, looked around four or five times, and decided to scoop the gel up with its hand and try it in another place.

However, the gel ignited instantly the moment it left the cave due to the residual heat.

Murphy was startled and quickly walked back into the cave, whereupon the fire vanished instantly.

It tried several more times, and each time it was the same.

With its mind racing, it began to examine the differences between the outside and inside of the cave.

The amount of magic?

After only a few rotations, it figured out the cause.

The higher concentration of magic inside the cave might be the reason why the gel doesn't ignite.

Its memory fragments might contain relevant content, but that craftsman had far too many memories.

For Murphy,

Rather than a tangible memory, it's more like a book that can be consulted at any time.

So, if only it could have come up with even the slightest clue that the excessively high concentration of magic was causing the gel to fail to ignite.

Related knowledge might naturally pop into your mind.

However, for Murphy right now, this is not a high priority.

What it needs to do now is to divide its cave into sections.

In particular, the area where the stove is located needs to be properly insulated.

It's for receiving customers!

It's still best to keep the temperature inside the cave as moderate as possible.

Furthermore, it plans to establish some storage areas and...

Murphy's gaze fell on the life moss that the slime had spat out.

Those things are right outside the cave entrance now.

These things called Life Moss were the introductory materials for pharmacology in Murphy's memory.

It is rich in flavor, full of vitality, and pure in texture with very few impurities.

Many pharmaceuticals require the extract of this substance as a base to neutralize the properties of different materials.

In this world, artisans and pharmacists, once they reach a high level, actually arrive at the same destination, because if you really want to talk about it, these two fundamental principles are interconnected.

The knowledge beyond the higher levels is similar.

Therefore, unlocking some dual cultivation in potionology as soon as possible would not be a bad thing for it.

More importantly, the Craftsman's Hammer actually recognizes pharmacology!

Murphy gained some experience when he made healing potions for goblins last time.

Murphy pondered for a moment and decided to store the moss in a shady place.

Then he went to the stove, called to Little Ink inside, and asked it to come out and help dig the hole.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

The slime lord was so arrogant when he came, and so pathetic when he ran away.

The goblin squad on the road was already quite frightened by the slime lord.

Seeing the slime lord rushing over in such a panic again, he was startled once more.

It chattered away for a long time.

Even some of the humans who were bound to them fell off.

The goblin squad crouched down and kept watch for a while. Seeing that the slime lord had no interest in them, they all breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the humans and continued on their way.

The direction they were heading was none other than Murphy's cave.

……

The sound of splashing water rang out.

A thick, dark green liquid splashed up, and several slimes leaped about on the surface of the swamp.

Countless aquatic trees of various shapes and robust forms intertwine and crisscross on the swamp.

Its roots extend dozens of meters deep into the ground, interconnected, with only a small, menacing portion protruding above the water.

However, the slimes moved nimbly through the walls of countless aquatic trees.

Their soft, jelly-like bodies are enough to allow them to pass through any narrow gap.

Soon, they came to a gap, which may have been formed by the roots of one tree or countless trees.

This is the nest of the nearby slimes.

However, even during normal feeding times, the slimes here should be merging and splitting in groups of three or five.

However, it was very deserted at this time.

The slime lord spat out several stone tablets, and after seeing the slimes enter, he ordered them to scatter the tablets throughout the nest.

Upon hearing the command, the slimes first expelled the resin and spores that had accumulated in their bodies for reproduction.

Then they swallowed the stone slabs and began to arrange them.

The slime lord looked at the empty nest.

It couldn't help but shrivel up sadly, and even the glow of the gel on its body dimmed slightly.

The reproduction of slime colonies requires materials.

One type is slime pine, which is the resin of these aquatic trees that are tied together.

However, you can't just put them anywhere; you have to find pine trees where the seedlings have just been planted, because the resin there will be enough vitality.

Secondly, there are the spores of living mosses.

Of course, magic is absolutely essential.

Moreover, the quantity needs to be large, since with the simple structure of slime, it is actually impossible to completely extract the desired substances.

Basically, half is used, and half or even more is scattered.

However, not long ago, a giant snake passed through the swamp where the slimes lived.

The giant snake did nothing at all; it simply passed by, and the slime population inexplicably decreased by 90%.

As a result, the amount of resin produced by slime pines has decreased several times, forcing them to collect resin from more distant forests.

Due to declining numbers and difficult reproductive conditions, the number of slimes is decreasing.

Having no other choice, the Slime Lord turned to the most renowned and intelligent person in the vicinity—the stonemason, Murphy.

So they acquired these stone tablets through a trade.

But are these stone slabs really useful...?

To be honest, it doesn't actually have much hope.

After all, although the other party has a great reputation, he is just a stone man.

It recalled the magical items it had seen among other slime lords.

Then I looked at the stone slabs again.

Why does the difference seem so big?

It was so dejected that its crown was about to fall off.

But we had no choice but to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.

Seeing that the stone slabs were almost arranged, it continued to command the other slimes to place the materials needed for reproduction on the slabs, while simultaneously spitting out the largest slab to place beneath itself.

It has instructions engraved on it that even slimes can understand.

It carefully read it with its body.

This means that as long as the lord's slime seeps into this stone slab, the speed at which the gel and slime split will be automatically regulated.

Once preparations were complete, the Slime Lord turned the gear up to the maximum.

Then they began to beckon the slimes to come closer, and they started to reproduce in twos and threes, and in groups.

The Slime Lord waited a while. Normally, when two slimes fuse, they will split into three or four slimes.

After strengthening, there should be at least 5 to 6 of them.

However, after waiting for a while, it found that the signs of splitting had not changed.

It then bounced around a couple of times, looking somewhat dejected.

It still didn't work...

hum!hum!hum!

Suddenly, a deep humming sound rang out!

Suddenly, the materials on the stone slabs melted into liquid and flowed into the slabs.

Then the liquid flew out of the stone slab again, rushing towards the slimes that were fusing and splitting, and then paused for a moment.

The Slime Lord saw the rain!

A slime rain!

As the liquid entered, the reproducing slimes began to spray countless small slimes into the sky.

Puff puff puff!

The slime lord watched as his fellow slimes flew high and then fell back down.

The crown on his head fell to the ground with a thud for the first time.