Beating Up Slimes

His thoughts were soon proven correct.

The gray mist roamed the forest, descending like phantoms, searching... finally, it pounced decisively on every demon.

There was no precise targeting, only a pure, primal attraction.

Chen Yu's tiny, bean-like eyes reflected the gray mist surging towards the swamp. His instincts roared with a craving for this unknown mist, while his reason pulled him back into the depths of the foul-smelling mud.

He quickly discovered that hiding was pointless. The gray mist was all-pervasive, like a true ghost ignoring physical form, and it seeped into his body.

Hiss... it feels a bit itchy.

A slime's tactile sensations were simple, mostly limited to pressure and pain. This was the first time his body had ever felt "itchy."

But as the gray mist continued to pour in, the "itch" vanished, replaced by a floating sensation, as if he were drifting on clouds, light and carefree, making him unable to stop.

Wait...

This is bad.

It's ice!

[Willpower Check · Success]

[Race Check · Fail]

[You have entered an abnormal state (Greed)]

It was too late when he realized this. A strange frenzy had silently spread throughout his entire body.

His body screamed, every bit of gel twitching with thirst, crying out for more, more magic... he involuntarily floated upwards, wanting to reach the source of the magic, to greedily devour, to tear... to possess it completely!

His oily green gelatinous head emerged from the swamp. The world, which had been filled only with white noise, was suddenly filled with the furious roar of a downpour.

The wind howled, and the forest trembled.

Raindrops the size of beans struck Chen Yu's head, a chilling sensation and pain seeping deep into his mind. He jolted awake, returning from the abyss of desire.

Looking around through the hazy rain, he saw fleeting figures of many demons in the dim mossy glow. Some were as small as mice, others as large as wild boars. Their target was the unknown source of magic.

Even though the torrential rain had drowned out the surrounding world, amidst this chaotic clamor, Chen Yu could still clearly perceive a heart-stopping howl piercing through the rain.

It was the roar of a beast from the depths of the dense forest, low and savage, carrying a primal, wild power that instantly pierced the fear instinct deep within the slime's body, causing his transparent gelatinous form to tremble uncontrollably.

What is in the depths of the forest?

Chen Yu struggled to control his instincts and sank again.

This time, he didn't dare linger outside and intended to return to his nest.

Halfway through swimming, he suddenly saw a green shadow emerge from the murky water and swallow him.

It was Slime Mother, who had come out to find him.

Back in the warm and safe gel, Chen Yu's tense nerves gradually relaxed.

But what made him curious was that Slime Mother seemed completely unaffected by the gray mist's magic. When they burrowed into the soil, he could see Mud Swamp Worms curled up asleep in the earth, also unharmed.

Compared to the surface, the underground was incredibly quiet.

Then why was he affected by the gray mist's magic?

If he had to say what was different between him and these low-level demons, it was probably that he had a Magic Organ.

It seemed the Magic Organ was the key to sensing the gray mist's magic.

Squelch.

Slime Mother squeezed into the nest and placed Chen Yu back in the grass bed.

Slimes were monsters that needed sunlight and rain to grow. Therefore, they had evolved sleep through the long cycle of day and night. Their routine of foraging during the day and resting at night was completely ingrained in their instincts.

He fell into the grass bed, pushing aside the glowing Little Ones within. They didn't react, merely sleeping quietly, their bouncy gelatinous bodies rising and falling with their breathing.

This peaceful and secure atmosphere affected Chen Yu. Sleepiness surged like a tide, gradually submerging the island of frenzy, dragging his reason down with it.

After an unknown amount of time.

He fell asleep.

He slept soundly and deeply.

His slightly large body rose and fell rhythmically with the surrounding Little Ones.

And at the entrance of the nest, Slime Mother quietly guarded the little ones through the night.

The next day.

Crisp birdsong filtered through the window paper outside the thatched hut. Chen Yu, lying on the bed, blinked his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.

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Race: Acid Slime

Level: Black Iron Lv.2 [EXP: 6/20]

Cultivation: Qi Cultivation Lv.3 [Spiritual Power: 0/30]

[Status: Healthy]
[HP: 80/80]

[Racial Talent: Devour and Digest Lv.2]

[Other Talents: Acid Secretion Lv.2]

[Skill List: Kaiyuan Scroll Lv.4, Object Manipulation Technique Lv.3]

[Prestige Title: None (Nameless Slime)]

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"Hm?"

Chen Yu got up from the wooden bed, only to realize that as his cultivation reached Qi Cultivation Layer 3, Devour and Digest had also reached Lv.2.

It seemed to be the credit of the Gray Mist magic from last night.

However, the price was that when his consciousness fully took over his body, a wave of hunger suddenly came from his stomach, urging him to eat.

Chen Yu quickly got out of bed to start a fire and cook. He took out fermented bamboo shoots from the vat and ate them with solid white rice. After eating six large bowls, the tormenting hunger in his stomach gradually subsided.

After satisfying his restless stomach and feeling a faint warmth surging through his body, he sat back on the wooden bed, his consciousness completely immersed in the Slime's body.

The commotion caused by last night's storm was so great, he couldn't wait to see what had happened outside.

Inside the Slime nest, as morning arrived, the Little Ones in the grass nest gradually woke up, their green bean-like eyes blinking and jumping around.

If you were to ask what their greatest interest was, it would undoubtedly be "bumping into" their eldest brother and enjoying the thrill of being bounced away, much like a kindergarten slide. It was one of their few, and most enjoyable, forms of entertainment.

Chen Yu woke up from his slumber. His body, originally flat like a pool of water, gradually regained its shape and became three-dimensional.

Ignoring the mischievous Little Ones around him, Chen Yu jumped out of the grass nest and saw that the Slime Mother had already gone out to forage early in the morning.

He crawled out of the nest and swam all the way to the muddy bottom, stirring up the murky water as he surfaced.

Before he could surface from the swamp, he vaguely sensed a change in the swamp.

Huh?

Why did the water suddenly turn green...

He leaned closer to look and realized it wasn't water at all, but countless swimming Slimes.

They were larger than him, as if they had suddenly grown overnight.

Seeing his own kind, Chen Yu intended to greet them amicably. However, he saw three Slimes surround him, their pheromones exuding blatant provocation, as if baring their teeth and saying, "Get out of here."

Oh...

So they were gangster Slimes.

He guessed these few outsider Slimes wanted to fight for territory in the swamp and were bullying him.

"Who did you have to pick on, but me."

Chen Yu naturally wouldn't be polite to the Slime mafia. The three Stinger Swords accumulated within his body, attached with acid, were suddenly thrust out.

Bang... The stingers pierced their bodies. The Slime acid attached to them sizzled in the water, causing them to contort and writhe in pain. They struggled frantically before fleeing in disarray.

Chen Yu didn't care about the three Stinger Swords. He had obtained quite a few stingers by toying with Stinger Bees these past few days. Some were hidden in the Slime nest, and he still had four inside his body.

After easily defeating the provoking Slimes, the surrounding Slimes who had been watching also realized how terrifying Chen Yu was and quietly swam away.

With no Slimes blocking his path, Chen Yu swam underwater all the way and surfaced.

Bright sunlight met his eyes. Last night's heavy rain had knocked down many leaves from the forest, and now the sun shone on the swamp unobstructed.

Even the perpetual smell of decay in the forest had been washed away by the rain, making the air much fresher.

He quietly peeked out an eye to observe his surroundings.

Slimes were basking in the sun on the rocks, the moss-covered ground, and even on the branches.

Looking up at the Swamp Oak in front of him—Stinger Bees were collecting meat scraps on the branches to repair their nests, which had been attacked by the storm; Moss Monsters and Mud Swamp Worms were feeding under the tree as usual.

And in the distance, some unfamiliar figures seemed to be wriggling and crawling.

Beetles, Jumping Mosquitoes, Giant Pincer Ants...

After a carnival, the Swamp Forest was much livelier than before. But for the weak Slimes in the forest, this meant more natural enemies and predators, which was not good news.

He thought, hoping they wouldn't disturb the peace of this land.

After surveying his surroundings, a trail of messy footprints on the wet ground caught Chen Yu's attention.