Thanks Sally

Near the fence at the back of the village, Lu Minghao, whose body was only the size of a thumb, carefully slipped through while constantly watching his surroundings, guarding against a sneak attack from the hidden Sixth.

"Good. It's safe for now. The infiltration is going smoothly."

A few minutes later, after probing several times and finding no danger, Lu Minghao finally relaxed a little and began observing his surroundings. In front of him was a patch of ground covered in weeds. A few wooden barrels were piled beneath the wall in the distance, while farther away, under a large tree, there was a pit giving off a foul, pungent stench.

Above the pit, countless flies buzzed back and forth without stopping. The weeds around the pit had clearly been cleared away, and there was even a dirt path across the grass, showing that people often passed by.

"This should be the backyard of a villager's house. Speaking of which, doesn't it stink when they build an outhouse so close to the house?"

After confirming his location, Lu Minghao hopped toward the dirt path. On the way, he glanced at the pit beneath the large tree. He had no idea what these humans had been thinking. They had actually built their place for relieving themselves so close to the house.

Could they think their meals taste better when accompanied by the smell of crap every day?

Before long, Lu Minghao followed the dirt path to the front of the house, where a main road about four meters wide came into view. Wooden houses stood haphazardly on both sides of it, while children waved wooden sticks around and played wildly. The shouts of their parents occasionally came from inside the houses.

"It looks like an ordinary human village."

Lu Minghao hid in the shadow beneath a wooden house and surveyed everything in front of him. He then raised his head and carefully observed each villager in the distance. The magic elements radiating from their bodies were all normal, perfectly matching what ordinary villagers should have.

"Speaking of which, how should I ask these humans about our current location? Should I just grab one and force him to answer, or should I look for the information myself?"

In the shadows, Lu Minghao watched the villagers passing by and began considering which method would be better. Kidnapping the first villager he saw and threatening him until he gave Lu Minghao the answer would indeed be quick, but afterward, for his own safety, Lu Minghao would have to prevent the captured villager from notifying adventurers and having them hunt him down.

He would definitely have to kill that villager. Then, considering that one villager's disappearance would certainly attract the attention of all the others, he would have to wipe out the entire village.

How should he put it? Lu Minghao did not mind doing this, nor did he find it troublesome. After all, this was what he had originally planned to do: first use his clones to investigate the village, then take advantage of the night to envelop the entire village in poisonous mist, and, after finding the information he needed,

directly erase the entire village in a literal sense with the poisonous mist, just like those giant rats back then, making sure not even a scrap would remain.

As for whether this would be too cruel, that had nothing to do with Lu Minghao. After all, he was only a slime. Was he supposed to openly pay a visit and ask these villagers to tell him what he needed to know?

That was simply hilarious.

The villagers on the watchtower earlier had intended to kill Lu Minghao without hesitation. Monsters and humans in this world were fundamentally enemies. Monsters killed humans, and humans killed monsters. This was a truth that had existed since the birth of the world.

Hadn't Lu Minghao seen what had happened to that other member of his kind, the one who believed that humans should not be harmed?

Therefore, the moment he recognized his identity as a slime, Lu Minghao had already understood. He was a monster, an enemy in the eyes of the humans of this world. The most he could do was refrain from attacking them before they showed hostility. But the moment they displayed hostility, Lu Minghao could only let them rest inside his body.

"Although that's true, but..."

The next second, Lu Minghao sighed. If he had encountered Sally before, he would indeed have carried out his previous plan without hesitation. But now, this village was, in a sense, the place where Sally had once lived, and it was also the home of her father and Grandma Oran.

Besides, although these villagers had driven Sally out of the village, they had at least allowed her to live nearby. When Sally had stood in front of him earlier, the villagers on the watchtower had also chosen to stop attacking.

So, even for Sally's sake, Lu Minghao had no choice but to use a gentler method.

"Thank Sally for this."

After muttering that, Lu Minghao's body sank into the shadows and quietly slipped into the wooden house beside him. He cautiously poked his head out from the shadows in the corner and looked around. The empty room contained only a small amount of slightly worn furniture, but it was filled with the atmosphere of daily life. It was clearly just an ordinary villager's home.

"Let's see if there's anything like books or maps."

Inside the room, Lu Minghao followed the shadows and searched through everything in the wooden house. Firewood in the corner, chipped wooden bowls, filthy and battered farming tools, and coarse clothing—after searching the entire room, Lu Minghao still found nothing he needed.

Looking at the pile of assorted items in front of him, with even two pieces of cured meat on top that Lu Minghao had dug out from the most hidden corner,

"Have I lost my mind?"

The next second, Lu Minghao remembered something he had subconsciously overlooked: in this world, ordinary villagers simply could not possess things like knowledge or maps. It was completely different from his former world.

"As expected, I should go straight to the Village Chief's house. If I still can't find anything, I'll have to use Plan One!"

As he spoke, Lu Minghao swallowed the two pieces of cured meat in front of him in one bite. Since he was already here, there was no reason to leave empty-handed. Lu Minghao decided to take the meat with him and bring it back that evening to help Sally nourish herself.

Afterward, Lu Minghao merged into the shadows again. This time, he headed straight for the largest wooden house in the center of the village. Before long, he followed the shadows and slipped skillfully into the Village Chief's house.

Compared with the shabby home of the previous villager, the Village Chief's house was clearly much better. It had considerably more complete furniture, while various animal horns and pelts hung on the walls as decorations. A plate of bright red fruit sat on the table as well.

"Not bad, not bad. I should get quite a haul this time."

Satisfied as he surveyed the Village Chief's house, Lu Minghao began searching for what he needed. Before long, he found it on a table in one of the rooms. But a problem now lay before him: he seemed... not to know how to read the characters of this world.

"Who's there!"

Just as Lu Minghao was staring at the strange string of characters in the book before him, the door behind him was suddenly pushed open. A man who looked to be in his fifties, with slightly graying hair, rushed inside.