Regarding Reincarnating as a Slime

The bullet burst from the darkness within the rifled barrel. A flash of fire vanished in an instant, and the subsonic round pierced Roger's head.

It's over, Song Haoran thought.

"Strategist? This guy still..."

Lluvia's words made Song Haoran frown. After being shot in the head, Roger's reaction seemed strange—or more accurately, Roger's body suddenly began changing in an eerie way.

Veins!

The veins on Roger's body began to bulge, one after another, throbbing beneath his skin. The contractions caused by his surging blood were even visible!

He's not dead?

A strange sound came from Roger's throat, deeply suppressed... a hiss, a low roar from someone enduring unbearable agony... He should have been dead!

The bullet had pierced his brain. The odds of surviving were one in several hundred million!

Song Haoran naturally did not believe Roger was that one unbelievably lucky person among hundreds of millions. Every sign indicated that it was caused by the bizarre changes taking place in Roger's body.

His muscles began to grow. Like Frankenstein's monster, they swelled to a degree that would make even the world's bodybuilders back away. Even Roger's skin began to take on a faint blue tint.

"Green... no, a blue giant?" Oni stared blankly at the scene, feeling a chill shoot straight to the top of his head and making his scalp prickle. Then he suddenly felt his hands go empty. Song Haoran had snatched away the P-90 he was holding.

Facing the mutating Roger, Song Haoran did not hesitate for even a moment. He immediately opened fire with the P-90, a submachine gun loaded with fifty rounds.

He had experienced the mysterious before. He even carried a mysterious object on him now!

That was why Song Haoran was able to regain his senses immediately.

Who knew what consequences this