Slime Immortal

In the short life of most stegosaurus, it would be considered unlucky if a stegosaurus could be cut more than ten times.

Will this thing be useful to him?

It helps a little, but not much.

But Chen Yu was very curious, could this thing strip away the complete talent?

It seems that the original owner of the talent, the Broken-Tailed Lizard, was also using "Magic Stripping" to pull out the talent itself bit by bit until the talent was completely ineffective.

What if he stripped away the entire talent all at once?

Is it stripped or other talents?

This talent seemed to have some kind of charm that made him curious and couldn't help but explore it, and he really planned to give it a try.

Chen Yu's gaze moved, finally stopping at "Pain Dulling Lv. 1" on the panel.

"Pain Desensitization" is probably the most useless talent he has acquired, but its owner finds it spicy and numbing, which is quite delicious.

He tried to manipulate the magical power of "magic stripping" and penetrated deep into the complex magic patterns, just like a doctor holding a scalpel, acting instinctively and precisely.

"Click..."

Chen Yu hallucinated the sound of scissors cutting. When he came to his senses, he found that "Pain Dulling Lv.1" was gradually fading and disappearing from the panel.

It really worked!

This talent is amazing.

However, the broken-tailed lizard had its tail broken off, while he used gel to wrap the cut magic pattern into a ball, expelled it from the body, and fell to the ground, bouncing a few times.

Chen Yu jumped over and stared at the "slime tumor" on the ground suspiciously.

He swallowed quietly, feeling that this thing was delicious.

"Is this thing very nourishing?"

He looked around, caught a poison frog from the woods, and decided to see if the slime tumor was edible.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the poisonous frog landed on the ground, it was attracted by the slime tumor. Like a starving ghost who had not eaten for several days, it used its hands and feet to wolf down the slime tumor.

Then, a magical scene happened.

The tumor melted instantly and merged into the poison frog's body. A magical gray luster instantly flowed across the poison frog's body, as if it had taken a tonic. The look in its eyes when it looked at him changed, and it was now provocative.

Oh, you're eating mine and you're still floating.

Chen Yu hit the poison frog with his gel and made it dizzy and disoriented.

However, this poisonous frog seemed to have undergone some kind of transformation, as if it could not feel the pain. As soon as its eyes became clear, it croaked and ran away.

Huh?

This discovery seemed to make Chen Yu discover a new world, and his round eyes lit up.

It seems that this peeled-off talent gel ball can be used by others?

……

The hidden base of the Rust Key Guild.

President's office.

On a sofa covered with faded velvet, a man with pale skin and dressed like an aristocrat was leaning lazily.

After watching the guild members who reported the intelligence leave, the corners of the man's lips curled up in a playful arc.

"My dear president, it seems that the little bugs under your command are not very obedient."

"You actually disobeyed and ran to the underground city."

Behind a large oak desk sat a lean man with thick knuckles.

It was the president of Rusty Key.

He held a cheap cigar between his fingers, and amidst the smoke, he said in a calm voice:

"The Rusty Key is a loose organization hidden in the shadows. Every year, a few disobedient mice die foolishly in the ruins or are hanged on the gallows by the Night Watch... It's normal."

"What this land lacks the most are desperadoes who are tired of living and want to fight for tomorrow with a knife."

"Especially after the winter, the shadows of the ruins camp are always quietly filled with new blood fleeing from the heart of the kingdom."

The aristocratic man leaned lazily on the sofa.

"So, dear President, what are you going to do with these lost lambs?"

The president put out his cigar in the brass ashtray on the table with a slight hiss.

"If they died in there, that's fate, but if they were kidnapped and ransomed...that's another matter."

"If Rusty Key still wants to gain a foothold in this ruin, not only must he go, but he must also capture 'Miracle' Arno beautifully."

"Catch him and show him to the guild members, to everyone in the ruins camp. This is what happens when you anger the Rusty Key."

He paused, his tone unquestionable, "Team Shadowfang has already gone there, led by Julian."

The elegant man seemed very satisfied with the name and nodded slightly: "Shadowfang... has always been efficient, but..."

He changed the subject,

"How's the deal with those green dwarves going? Things haven't been looking good lately. The kingdom's hounds have a keen nose. Human trafficking...tsk tsk, the gallows wouldn't be a light punishment for such a crime."

The president forced a cold smile.

"Why are you panicking? Don't we have our 'enthusiastic' Mr. Moriarty? All the 'traces' point to him, a daring lone wolf blinded by gold."

"When the situation gets more serious, he will naturally flee out of fear of punishment, or... die accidentally."

"The Knights of the Kingdom need an explanation, and we will give them a perfect one."

Chapter 84: Reflections on the Release (Available at 0: tomorrow)

It will be on the shelves tomorrow.

Thank you all for following along and voting during this time, and thank you to my editor, Good Luck Boss.

It's funny to say that the author is actually a loser who has been practicing for two and a half years. He has previously written about several themes such as beast taming, fantasy, doomsday, and fairy tales.

The reason I thought of writing about slime and cultivation was actually because I dreamed about it while I was sleeping.

That's right, it was a scorching hot night in June when I had a dream. On a whim, I wrote this opening and voted for it. (I can't rule out the possibility that it was the Slime God who sent me this dream.)

I didn't think I could pass it, but I passed it on the first try... Well, sometimes I have to sigh that fate is quite good at playing jokes.

Then I listened to the boss's advice, confirmed the specific direction, studied, and started reading...

At the beginning, the data of this book was quite poor, and the author did not have much hope, so he updated it leisurely every day.

Maybe I was used to failure, but my mental state was still very good during that period.

Then as I was writing, recommendations came, the data improved, and I passed Xiaolaba and Sanjiang smoothly.

It was during this period that the author began to feel anxious. Every day, he was worried about whether he had broken down, how he was writing here, how he was writing there, and whether he had forgotten something...

The reason for my anxiety is probably the unexpected results I achieved. In the past, I never thought I could reach Sanjiang.

Besides being a pleasant surprise, I am also very grateful for everyone’s support.

Speaking of the books I wrote before, the fantasy one performed okay, while the others were all flops.

But the experience of failure will not disappear, it will only become a delicious experience package.

Starting from the first book about beast taming, I mastered some writing techniques for small animals.

You may not be able to guess the second fantasy book, but the author actually wrote a very passionate fantasy with a savior style.

I wrote this after reading Soul of Burning Steel by Yintian Shenyin, which was influenced by it. It has all kinds of explosive types and extreme battles, which is completely different from the current relaxed and daily style.

It's amazing, right?

Because the author is quite omniscient, he likes to read all kinds of novels, including light novels, daily life novels, fantasy novels, science fiction games...so the books he writes are also various attempts.

In the end, I found that I was more suited to writing fantasy, and after going around in circles, I came back to this.

……

Finally, let’s talk about the novel Slime.

Many readers have reported that the author's updates are not frequent.

Alas, once upon a time, the author was also a tentacle monster who could update 10,000 words for three consecutive months.

But I really can’t do it now, woooooo…

Not only is my energy declining, but if I write too much I'll end up writing bloated articles, and the quality will get worse. So I can only say that I'll try to update more often, but I can't guarantee it.

Thank you again for your support.

At the end, the author shamelessly asks for the first order.

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Please place your first order.

If you are summoned by the Slime God in the future, I will help you get a slime.

Chapter 85 This is a humiliation for Rusty Key!

Dungeon fog area.

Outside the small dark room, thick white fog still permeated the air, but there was no sign of the adventurer.

When Arno came back with a full harvest, the little slime lying in the corner had just digested the last identity card.

[Steal Level 1 → Steal Level 2]

The slime's body swayed, making a light "pa chi pa chi" sound, and then it jumped nimbly and landed steadily in Arno's open palm.

"How's the situation outside?"

Arno scratched his already messy hair.

"Those adventurers have heard that there's a perverted thief in the foggy area who only preys on men, so they don't dare to come in now."