Obsidian Mining Area.
Near the slave camp, in a pitch-black corner without torchlight, a rock embedded at the base of the wall suddenly trembled and shifted aside, revealing a dark passageway.
"Eeya..."
A green Slime struggled to squeeze its head out, then with a "pop," it sprang from the opening and rolled several times across the rough ground before finally stopping against the camp's wooden fence.
At the opening, Little Fatty poked out its gelatinous head as well. But it was much fatter than Nanny Brothers. Its round backside wriggled and struggled futilely inside the hole, yet it simply could not get out, so it looked at Nanny Brothers with pitiful eyes.
"Brother, save me."
Nanny Brothers shook its head, still a little dazed from the impact, then bounced over with wet "plop, plop" sounds. It stuck to Little Fatty's body and pulled outward, while the two beetles inside the hole desperately shoved Little Fatty's butt from behind.
"One, two, three... pull!"
Nanny Brothers leaned its entire body backward and dragged with all the strength it could muster.
"One, two...!"
"Ee—yah!"
The strength of all three sides erupted at once.
Little Fatty shot into the air like a cannonball with a "whoosh," tracing an arc through the air and clearing the low wooden fence before landing dead center in the slave camp with a "splat."
"Hm?!"
This was bad.
After causing such a huge commotion, Nanny Brothers was so frightened that its whole body froze. It pressed itself against the fence, not daring to move an inch.
The two beetles inside the hole were dumbfounded as well. They looked at each other, seemingly arguing in silence: "Just now... who used too much force?"
Nanny Brothers hurriedly crept closer to the fence and nervously peered through a gap in the planks.