This Group of Players Are All Slimes

In the end, the players still did not take the professor's advice.

　　 Although the idea of ​​being able to directly increase labor is wonderful, it is not so good when I think that these labors are all pulled out by themselves, and they just want to walk and defecate one by one.

　　 Although the professor has repeatedly emphasized that this is not a pull out, it is more like a birth, but the players said that this is not as good as the first statement.

　　 After re-discussing for a long time, even after everyone had physically persuaded each other, they finally found a compromise solution.

　　 A new slime was transported to the dark **** through the world in the mirror, and then through the prophetic poem and the blessing of the European Emperor, successfully passed through the wind of nothingness, and came to the player's position.

Jumping out of the heavy iron coffin, this slime said in a majestic voice as soon as he appeared: "Are you calling me, my people? Damn, I thought everything I saw was slime My problem is already healed, I didn't expect it to be more serious."

　　 "Stop talking nonsense, King of Slime, I asked you to come here for work." A player jumped over, pulled the King of Slime and ran into the little black room.

"Hehehe, enthusiastic people, I have received your enthusiasm. Although I am not very interested in slimes, I can... Damn, what is that needle for! What are you going to do with that thing? !"

　　 drew a tube fiercely from the slime king's body, and the players began to study the liquid around the tube.

　　 It's been a long time since they caught the King of Slime, but there has always been something more interesting in the middle, so they are now seriously studying the specific use of this thing.

"It has been known before that this thing can copy life forms, but there can only be one copy at a time. Copying players will only create a pure instinctive slime. Then we can use this thing to copy us, and then make our copy The body eats these stones and restores the original demons from them."

　　 "But I still think it is more convenient for us to eat directly." The professor muttered, "According to the razor principle, the useless steps in the middle should be omitted."

　　 "Professor, please be your own person, please."

　　 "Fuck off! There is a kind of you don't come to me in the future."

　　 Ignoring the professor's objection, the players immediately used the liquid to create a dozen copies.

　　 These clones do not have the player's consciousness, and can only mechanically move around and eat like real slimes on the ground.

　　 Throwing the petrified demons to them, they began to eat on their own, and after a while they drained out the crystals the size of their fingertips.

　　 Picking up these small crystals, the players curiously observed these things.

　　 Players with higher appraisal skills gave these crystals an appraisal, and then found their information.

　　 [Soul Crystal]: A flat soul fell asleep inside.

　　 "A lying flat party. I don't know if it is true lying flat or fake lying flat?"

　　 "What's the difference?"

　　 "It's really silly to lie down, and if you give me five million, I don't even bother to spend it."

　　 "Where is the fake party?"

　　 "You give him 50,000 yuan a month and he is more active than anyone else."

　　 "I said, can you keep your voice down, I don't think I can sleep well."

　　 Hearing this sudden sound, the players looked around in doubt, and then focused on which fingertip-sized translucent crystal.

　　 "Are you talking?"

　　 "Otherwise? It's impossible for you collectively to have hysteria, right."

　　 "Talking crystal, it feels a bit strange."

　　 "No matter how strange it is, there is no group of talking slimes who shove me into another slime and regenerate strangely."

　　 "It makes sense for you to say that. Then, can you please..."

"I refuse, no matter what I say. Please throw me away, I feel I am fine now."

　　 "Really lying flat party." A player whispered.

　　 Some players began to try to lure this crystal, while others began to talk about throwing other stones into the cloned slime to extract the crystal, to see if they could find some demons willing to come out to work.

　　 But to their disappointment, each of them is actually a flat party.

　　 "Work, I don't want it."

　　 "The best job is to rest, so leave me alone?"

　　 "What are you doing? Why do you want to work? Break me? Whatever. Throw it in the cesspit, it doesn't matter."

　　 Faced with this pile of oil and salt, the players are gone.

　　 They took these crystals to find the professor who continued to do research, and then said in a sweet and greasy voice: "Professor~"

　　 "Who have you all learned bad habits from lately! Don't post it, do you really want to study philosophy one by one?"

　　Although the professor tried to avoid the group of players, the opponent finally let the professor relax after persevering, tickling you, and persuading you to get into the tiger's mouth with a dry mouth.

After listening to the current problems encountered by the players, the professor pondered for a moment, and then asked: "In fact, there is not much difference between lying flat and lying flat. Some are just degrees. As long as you find their itchy points, then you can. Convince each other."

　　 "The word itch is lascivious."

　　 "You old scumbags, be serious! Wait a minute, you said they are basically demons thousands of years ago, um, let me check."

　　Professor went offline, then opened the document, and began to check the history.

　　As a part-time historian, the professor spends most of his time in the game collecting various books, reading, summarizing, and organizing them into files.

　　 The more he sorted out, the more he was amazed. The design team of this game was actually willing to work hard to produce different logic to form a closed-loop language. There are even a large number of books to record the history of this game.

　　 When he realized that these hundreds of thousands of different books and hundreds of millions of words could not be compiled by a game team, he had the same question as taking off his clothes.

　　 However, he has always been indifferent.

　　Perhaps because of the transcendence of the academic status, he did not delve into this issue, but regarded it as a treasure house, constantly studying it ~www.readwn.com~ to study the way of living under another worldview.

　　 opened his own file, he constantly checked the history in it, looking for various clues, and fixed his eyes on the history three thousand years ago.

　　 Searching through this period of history, he finally found a discovery that surprised him.

　　 returned to the game, he said to the players who had been waiting for a long time: "Okay, I found a way to get them to stand up?"

　　 "You deserve to be a professor! You are a heifer entering the slaughterhouse, and cow b is over."

　　 "Abusing Xiehouyu is punishable by death. To make a long story short, it is impossible for you to let them work for us, but if you let them work for the ideal, there is no problem."

　　 "Then what is their ideal?"

"The development of rune technology is great. Three thousand years ago, a group of special rune magicians left the ninth **** and came to the dark hell. Their theory was questioned at the time and they were persecuted. In the process, they lost Their leader, Altrand. Because they lost the leader, they lost the motivation to survive, and after a series of events, they lay flat until now."

　　 "Who is Altrand?"

　　 Looking at these unlearned players, the professor sighed.

　　 "You should really understand the history of this game. Altrand is Alice, Alice before being swallowed by the royal family."