This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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"Amazing animal." Cai Hao looked at the behemoth in front of him and said with sincere emotion.

"The magic of animals." Zhang Yun couldn't help but said.

When they learned that the group of slimes had caught a monster lair, the two guys immediately rushed from the hot spring city to meet this legendary thing.

A veterinarian and a pet shop owner rushed here as soon as they learned that there were novelties, and they felt that the trip was worthwhile.

They are now in a basement. The entire basement is about the size of a basketball court. The walls and floor are closed with quick-drying cement to ensure that no gaps are left.

In the middle of the basement, there is a terrifying behemoth.

From the outside, it looks like a strange sculpture formed by splitting a pomegranate in the middle and connecting bright red pomegranates together.

However, unlike normal pomegranates, every pomegranate is alive.

Every ten seconds, these pomegranate seeds will collectively beat once, and several mature pomegranate seeds will fall from the tree due to the beating vibration, and smash on the ground to release the hidden monsters.

More than a dozen pipes are connected to this monster's nest from above, and countless grasses **** from the inside to the cavity above the monster's nest, and then transform into the nutrition of the monster's nest.

With sufficient nutrition, almost every shock can give birth to more than a dozen monsters.

After these monsters were born, they immediately turned around to eat up the remaining parts, and then began to attack the surrounding slimes, but they would be suppressed immediately.

The suppressed monsters will be managed separately and sent to different locations based on Cai Tao and Zhang Yun's judgments.

As a result, a steady stream of animal husbandry processing plants was established.

Aware of the business opportunities, the president of the Chamber of Commerce quickly signed a commissioning agreement with Grant, and successfully extended the claws of capitalism to the Great Wind City.

It is estimated that in a short time, a large number of alchemists and rich people who like excitement will come back here to enjoy the taste of riding a nightmare, and taste the taste of special monsters.

While Cai Wei and Zhang Yun were feeling the magic of this thing, the swordsman was also helped by Grant to get here.

Staring at the throbbing monster lair in front of him, the swordsman felt that he had seen the magic of this group of slimes, but they could play some new tricks for themselves every time.

"How did you do it? Throwing this thing to the Roland Church will be able to change an honorary bishop." The swordsman stared at the monster lair in front of him, and finally couldn't help but ask.

"It's not too much trouble. We asked Wang Lang to communicate with it. Classmate Wang Lang, say hello here to make us aware of your existence." Cai Hao twisted his neck and rushed down to shout.

At the bottom, Wang Lang took off the stethoscope and waved his body upward very kindly.

After that, he put on the ear hook again, put the diagnosis head on the tree trunk, and nodded his head rhythmically: "Well, the grass has dried up a bit, I want more water, no problem, the water supply is increased by 10%!"

The swordsman was speechless again.

He pointed to Wang Lang below and asked blankly: "Is he crazy, or is he really communicating with the other party."

"Don't say bad things about Brother Wang, he is the conscience in this game."

Swordsmen are not used to the strange words that these slimes pop up from time to time.

He nodded perfunctorily, and continued to ask: "In other words, is he really communicating with this monster lair?"

"Yes! Wang Lang's special ability allows him to hear the other party's voice, and it is very simple to communicate with the other party. However, the other party seems to have very little will, so he can only say'hungry','thirsty', and'touch me'. , Words like'Dad~'."

"Dad? His hobby is so strange."

"They said not to arrange my Wang Lang! According to the speculation of Zhang Yun and I, this monster lair should have just been born not long after it happened to meet Wang Lang who can communicate, so it was contained in time. Now Wang Lang is communicating with the other party how it is. Born."

"Why do you do this?"

Cai Wei and Zhang Yun immediately beamed with excitement: "It must be to find each other's base camp and then plunder the monster's nest! What a good source of animal products, it would be a shame not to get it in your hands."

Seeing that the monster lairs in other places have turned into a dream commodity for this group of slimes, the swordsman really didn't know what to say.

But out of trust in this group of slimes, he still sat down, ready to see how they were going to deal with it.

After all, if the monster lair can really be solved, then it will be a good thing for everyone.

Wang Lang's work is very monotonous.

He just kept listening to the vague voice in the opponent, translated the 50% through his own skills, and then used the context to figure out the remaining 50%.

Although it was a very monotonous job, Wang Lang did it very seriously.

For him, language is not only a tool for communication, but also the history of a race.

Their first howl, their worship of the sun, stars, and moon, and the surrounding living environment will be reflected in the language. The translation language seems to be exchanged with an ancient civilization, and the fun of it makes him enjoy it.

I don't know how long it has passed before Wang Lang finally let out a sigh of relief.

Picking up the heavy translated text on the ground, he jumped onto the crane on the side and motioned for other players to pull him up.

Finding that Wang Lang had already obtained research results, Cai Tao and Zhang Yun immediately jumped forward and asked, "Are there any results?"

"Yes." Wang Lang nodded affirmatively, "I was misled by the other person's pronunciation at first, thinking that it was their language. But in fact, that is the other person's consciousness, and the other person is actually thinking with blood. The language is another language."

"what language?"

Wang Lang hesitated.

The following content may be a bit weird, but he has ruled out many possibilities, and in the end only one possibility remains.

After eliminating all the impossible, the remaining one must be the truth.

Firmly firming his own judgment, Wang Lang slowly said: "The language of a vampire. He, no, it should be that she has many descriptions of blood, but the description of sunlight is poor. This led me to Vampire. Following this idea, I recompiled the previous text and finally determined that she was using the language of a vampire."

A group of players looked at the behemoth in the middle in disbelief: "You mean, she used to be a vampire?"

"Yes. And she mentioned one person frequently, the first generation."

"The most perfect human being created by the gods? Isn't that something you've been doing recently when you take off your clothes?"

"Yes." Wang Lang moved his body and turned to the swordsman. "You happen to be here. I have a question. How often do monster lairs appear recently?"

The swordsman recalled the situation this year, then nodded and said, "Indeed, the frequency has increased significantly in the past year."

"That’s right, I’m not sure why this happened, but I’m sure this kind of thing has something to do with the first generation. Now is not the time to hesitate. Converge, otherwise something bad may happen."

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