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Then, Gafan discovered that his blood, or the energy-absorbing cells contained in it, could help do this.

Its instinct to continuously absorb energy from the outside world ensures the consumption required for the activation of the speech spirit, and the triggering condition is just a matter of saying one more word.

However, although the conditions are met, Gafan is currently unable to produce the "effect" that needs to be activated.

"Damn it, Kamijou's 'Fantasy Killer' was so difficult to imitate that it almost exploded again."

Scratching the back of his head in distress, Gafan felt that he didn't understand. He could reproduce the "Forced Space Shift" that Tut used back then with his Word Spirit. Yesterday, he reproduced Benimaru's "Black Flame" more There is no hindrance.

Although the effect is far inferior to the original version, it is still possible.

But when it was Kamijou Touma's turn for "Fantasy Killer", the spirit seemed to be stuck and he couldn't get it out.

He repeated a few words, and even after consuming a portion of his energy, he directly reproduced the big explosion that almost blew him up.

grass! I have every ability, but why do I have such mature thoughts?

"I'm not sure about the strength of 'Grand Magic: Magic Cannot Realm', and I don't know exactly how to remove it. The safest way is to use 'Fantasy Killer', even if the effect is far inferior to the original version."

After rubbing his face, Gafan began to drift in circles subconsciously under the strange looks of the residents on the roadside.

"It feels like it's not just a matter of 'quantity' that needs to be consumed, but it also lacks a bit of so-called 'quality'. I just want to imitate a similar effect without having to imitate the original version."

After spinning in circles for a while like a performance art, Gafan finally decided to give up thinking.

"Forget it, let's wait until lunch is over. I'll go to Milim and Xiaolin's place for lunch today. After all, I promised them... By the way, what time is it now?"

Glancing at the sun that had just risen in the sky, its dazzling light seemed to tell him what to worry about. It also made Gafan realize and gave up the stupid idea of ​​finding a watch in another world to check the meal time.

Sighing, Gafan finally glanced at the big tree behind him.

I heard that this thing was transplanted by Ligurud and the others when Rimuru wanted to hold a party called "Christmas" in winter.

Even though it was a paradox due to different reasons such as history and culture, judging from the expression of the passerby who told him this.

They had a great time during this festival.

"Is it Christmas...I guess I won't be able to spend it with you next time, but I will prepare the 'gift' in advance."

Yawning lazily, Gafan rubbed the corners of his sleepy eyes, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Speaking of which, it was so early in the morning. What should he do now?

Rimuru is probably still working now, so we can't play with him for the time being.

Momonga seemed to have gone to the hot spring again, and this time he invited Benimaru to join him, as if he wanted to warm up the spring water. I don't know whether he wanted to take a bath or make bone soup.

Ziyuan didn't dare to go to her, and Zhu Lai was probably helping Milim prepare the ingredients she brought back, so she was too embarrassed to disturb her.

As for those guys in Kabal...

Recalling the cheating experiences I encountered when traveling with them before.

Gafan's face was expressionless.

Well, it's a guy I don't know.

"...Well, let's take a walk around first. Speaking of which, there is still winter in the Jura Forest. It's a place with a strange climate. And by the way, is there a place to have breakfast here?"

Gafan muttered to himself and floated up with his hands behind his back.

...

ten minutes later.

There was a bunch of food in his arms: "..."

Is there something not quite right?

I smiled and thanked the enthusiastic stall owners.

Gafan, who had been abiding by the law since he was a child and never had food or money, felt that his mood was very complicated at this time.

Because I was walking with Rimuru yesterday, I subconsciously ignored this problem. Today, when I was alone, people were still so enthusiastic and gave me food for free.

Um, how should I say it?

It feels like I'm eating Rimuru's soft rice.

"..."

Putting a glutinous rice dumpling into his mouth and chewing it silently, Gafan looked tired and felt even more complicated.

Because he suddenly found that he was not repulsed by this fact.

It's so strange. I obviously looked down on those people who were eating people's soft food on the Internet before, and I was so disdainful and despised.

Alas, after all, I still end up living a life that I hate.

Gafan, who was wandering around in a panic because of his free time, began to have wild thoughts in his mind. He didn't know what he was thinking. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of several children on the side of the road, who seemed to be staring at them. See for yourself.

He had a cute look on his face, and there seemed to be some drool on the corner of his mouth.

Gafan had a pile of food in his arms: "..."

Half a minute later.

With a glutinous rice dumpling in hand, Gafan came to the commercial street with a lazy look on his face.

"Hey, Mr. Gafan, good morning."

"Huh? Um, good morning."

"Mr. Gafan, I wish you a pleasant morning."

"Ah, you too."

"Would you like to try the Rimuru-sama steamed buns I just made? This is my confident creation, and it's delicious."

"Thank you, no need...wait, Rimuru-sama steamed buns?"

Gafan, who was about to decline with a smile, noticed the rows of slime-shaped steamed buns on the stall and fell silent.

"......sorry to bother you."

"Okay! We can't let Rimuru-sama's guests go hungry."

After a while.

Gafan, who had already walked out of the commercial street, waved goodbye to the enthusiastic residents behind him and had a bunch of snacks in his arms.

Well, they're all slime-shaped.

Rimuru-sama pancakes, Rimuru-sama soup, three-color Rimuru-sama, grilled Rimuru-sama, and rotating Rimuru-sama.

"...Host, you."

In his mind, the system couldn't help but speak, with a bit of disdain in his voice.

And Gafan, who was still wearing a Rimuru mask on his head and silently biting Rimuru steamed buns, found for the first time that he could not refute the contempt of the cheating system.

"...This is force majeure." Gafan said weakly.

"shameless."

"..."

Damn, I’m so angry.

A look of betrayal began to appear on Gafan's face. He was usually good-tempered, but he was always easily offended by the system's scammers, especially when he didn't know how to refute.

However, after eating and savoring the delicious taste in his mouth, Gafan's frown quickly relaxed.

After all, there's no reason to keep a straight face when you're enjoying delicious food.

"This seems to be stuffed with red bean paste... Isn't it a little strange how the residents here love Rimuru?"

Gafan looked weird and muttered to himself, but he never stopped talking, even though it was not suitable to eat too much in the morning.

And, it’s a bit hard to say, but also embarrassing and incredible, thanks to the enthusiastic stall owners who have delved into various "Rimuru-sama" type delicacies...

Gafan suddenly found himself curious about the taste of Rimulu himself in his slime state.

After all, the original book also mentioned that slimes in this world are edible.

"...No, I can't think about it any more!"

Unknowingly, Gafan, who had eaten all of Rimuru-sama's delicacies, slapped his face hard with both hands to suppress his sudden curiosity.

"Pah, pah!"

Well, he took the photo very hard. After all, he is quite "thick-skinned" now because of his energy-capturing cells.

And this situation also attracted the attention of others.

"Brother Gafan, what are you doing?"

The old voice made Gafan, who was immersed in his own world, startled and subconsciously turned his head to look.

"Lao Bai?"

Looking at the spirited ghost old swordsman in front of him, smiling and nodding slightly to himself, Gafan also said good morning with a little embarrassment, and then looked around.

It was a familiar spacious venue, with some familiar traces of fire still remaining on the ground, as well as a slender crack of about twenty meters, plus an impressive boulder not far away.

Gafan looked at the people who had started training here and couldn't help scratching his cheek.

"How did I end up here? It seems like walking in a daze is not a good thing."

This is the training ground he visited yesterday when he was sparring with Benimaru. It looked different from the deserted appearance due to the banquet yesterday. It was only early in the morning and there were already a large group of people exercising here and working together with each other. Skill.

It looks quite lively.

"Sorry, Mr. Bai, my coming here seems to disturb your training."

Gafan smiled sheepishly, then waved his hand and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Don't worry, I'll leave now and go somewhere else for a walk. I won't disturb you to continue your training..."

"Huahuo, little brother Gafan, you are joking. There is no need to interrupt. This place is open to the public. Anyone can come as long as they want to practice their skills."

Looking at the young man in front of him who seemed a little embarrassed, Mr. Bai shook his head with a smile, and then asked.

"I see that you have just been sizing up Yumu who is using a sword... What, little brother Gafan, are you also interested in swordsmanship?"

Chapter 70: You have no obsession in your heart

"Bang——"

Lying on the dusty ground, Gafan felt that his butt hurt a little and had been thrown too many times. He looked at the cloudless blue sky with blank eyes and started to freeze.

He had no desire to stand up again for the time being.

"Brother Gafan, it's not time to rest yet, stand up."

Following the plain old voice, a wooden training knife directly hit Gafan on the forehead.

"hiss--"

Covering his slightly red forehead, Ga Fansheng turned his head helplessly and looked at Bai Lao who was standing aside, looking down at him with a hint of urging in his eyes.

At this time, he was at the training ground, receiving swordsmanship instruction from Bai Lao.

And the matter starts from ten minutes ago

"Well, um, I don't know much about swordsmanship or anything like that."

Facing Bai Lao's recommendation, Gafan, who was already ready to leave and wander elsewhere, scratched his cheek and showed an awkward yet polite smile.

He is organizing how to decline words.

"Hey, little brother Gafan, what are you talking about? There is a first time for everything, and it is always good to try more new things."

Bai Lao smiled and shook his head, stroking his beard and said: "Even Lord Rimuru, didn't he come to me to ask me about swordsmanship without any foundation at the beginning?"

"That's what I said..."

Gafan showed a slightly troubled expression. That guy Rimuru should have taken the initiative to try various ways to become stronger for the sake of the people in this town, but he himself had no need in this regard, or... .

He has no desire to become stronger.

If he didn't have this cheating physique of passive time travel, he would probably be living in peace in the daily world of youth, waiting to die.

A lifetime of no illness or disaster, no worries about food and clothing, not being too rich, but not worrying about money, marrying a suitable person, and living a stable and peaceful life, this is what he pursues.

"Hoo ho."