This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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"It's back."

"I have to go eat some zero-calorie food. I've lost all weight lately."

"Isn't it pretty, I like your body type."

"Really? Is this possible in reality?"

"Ah, who are you? Do I know you?"

Players who have returned from the twelfth level of **** have gotten rid of the collective consciousness and are now eagerly preparing for the next round of game activities.

"Angie'er is preparing for the battle. The editor is searching around and destroying the gods. Taking off her clothes has already found the way to find the royal family. At present, there are only three major main quests, but it will take a while to get the results."

"What's going on in seventy-five years?"

"With the leader here, we can't get involved. But there are still a lot of side quests for the Adventurer's Association, so let's clear it up."

"Yeah."

Half a day later, five hundred slimes lay lazily at the entrance of the Adventurer's Association, like a group of dumplings in the open air.

"I didn't expect the side quests to be cleared so quickly. We would be delighted if there were any evil demons nearby."

"It's over for those who don't open their eyes, and now the little devils are in a group of people taking turns one by one. It's good for everyone, give us a mission and let's play."

"I feel like I haven't seen the Demon King for a long time, and I suddenly miss his unreasonable demands."

At this time, a precious carriage came slowly, and the two white horses dragging the carriage were in beautiful shape, which made some players who knew the goods couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The stance of this horse is so beautiful.

Later, the door of the carriage was pushed open, and a strong man with a height of two meters came out of the carriage, next to this young man who was obviously shorter but very handsome.

Glancing at the slimes who were doing nothing in the square, the strong man snorted disdainfully, "The loose place actually allowed these slimes to get in."

"Don't say that, Your Royal Highness." The young man in the housekeeper's uniform said with a smile, "I heard that the city of hot springs is led by a group of slimes, and these slimes may be the managers here."

"This kind of legend is so ridiculous, I won't believe it. If I don't believe me kicking these slimes, they won't react at all."

Afterwards, the strong man directly kicked the slime closest to him, then turned his head and said to his housekeeper, "Look, it's nothing at all."

"...Well, you'd better turn around."

"how……"

Turning his head, the strong man found that all five hundred slimes had climbed up. At this time, he was looking at himself excitedly, his eyes were full of excitement.

"Brothers, someone broke the ground!"

"Come quickly, hurry up and shake people in the group, you might die if you come late."

"This man looks quite beaten, you don't need to keep your hands!"

Five hundred dumplings swarmed up, immediately wrapped the strong man, and then there was the endless sound of beating.

At first, the strong man was able to resist a few times, but it soon turned into a scream, and then completely shut up, leaving only the continuous sound of kicking and beating.

New slimes joined in excitedly, beaten them once, and left with the words "It feels good, the time is too short".

There was also a slime who noticed the butler beside him, and approached him thoughtfully and asked, "Are you and him together? Do you deserve a beating too?"

After getting a negative answer from the butler, the players lined up in disappointment and continued to beat the strong man.

The housekeeper watched silently for a while, and found that the group of slimes were fighting fiercely, but they were very measured, and they were doing it exactly to the extent that they could not only beat themselves up, but not kill the opponent.

And there is also a group of slime priests healing the strong man. As long as there is still a breath, these slimes can immediately pull the strong man back.

"Should not die..."

Leaving the hustle and bustle of the square, the butler walked into the Adventurer's Association, and said to the beautiful receptionist at the front desk, "I need to place a commission."

The receptionist in charge of the reception was relieved, and quickly took out a form and handed it to the other party: "It can be regarded as an entrustment. If no one comes, the group of slimes should consider whether to order here."

The butler declined the signature pen handed over, but took out a quill from his pocket, licked it, and started filling out the form.

While filling in, she asked casually, "Does all the information have to be written truthfully?"

"You don't have to, as long as you have a sufficient security deposit. Of course, you must not have obvious criminal tendencies, and you must not be harmful to slimes or other friendly organizations. Once found, they will be sent to hang under the street lights."

The receptionist pointed out the window, and a few guys with short eyes still fell under the street lamp, looking still angry.

Slimes who couldn't grab the strong men could only come to tease these guys and pretend to be flying kites with these guys, and every outstanding imitation made them burst into laughter.

Looking back, the housekeeper thought about his purpose carefully, and felt that there should be nothing too serious.

After filling out the basic information, she returned the form to the other party and said, "That's about it."

"Well, I understand. You are looking for someone, and the other party is... the receptionist of the former Adventurer's Association, a guy named Snow. And you are..."

"A little guy, it doesn't matter."

"Well, we really don't have too many requirements for the identity of the client, um, I understand, wait for me to search."

While the receptionist was searching, the butler secretly observed the receptionist's movements from the corner of his eye.

The other party seems to be manipulating a very special instrument. There is no fluctuation of magic and divine arts on the instrument, and it should be another type of skill.

The device is full of squares and text, and has a flexible input system that allows the receptionist to tap a few times and a bunch of new data appears.

It is very convenient and fast, and it has a significant improvement in efficiency.

When I return to the country of the north, I will do this kind of thing.

When the receptionist finished entering Snow's name, the butler keenly noticed that a series of red words appeared on the interface, which seemed to warn of something.

The receptionist's pupils shrank slightly, and clicked an icon in the upper right corner, then raised his head vigilantly.

At this moment, the housekeeper has withdrawn his gaze, pretending to admire the corpse outside.

With a sigh of relief, the receptionist said, "We have accepted your entrustment. Next, please sit down and wait for a while, and we will ask the most professional personnel to help you."

"Thank you, where do you need to throw the excrement here? Do you throw it directly out the window?"

The housekeeper felt polite enough, but the receptionist's face was visibly red.

"Well, our excrement will be disposed of uniformly. At the end of the corridor on the left hand is the toilet with paper in it."

"No need for cloth or kittens or something?"

"……unnecessary."

"Okay, looks like I'm being rude, thanks."

The butler paced away gracefully, picking up speed as soon as he was out of the receptionist's field of vision.

She dashed to the end of the corridor, then turned out the window and jumped out, and ran to the carriage under the surprised eyes of the people around her, then jumped on the white horse, released the rope, slammed her legs, and let the white horse rush out of the city. direction.

Just as she was galloping, the big bell in the center of the city rang violently, and the rapid sound was like a death knell, making him realize that he was indeed alerted.

"Damn, are you reacting so fast?"

The gates of the city began to close, and a team of guards stood there, and the sword of unscrupulousness in their hands had been unplugged and could be triggered at any time.

After loosening the reins, the butler jumped up on the white horse, flew high at an inhuman speed, tapped his toes on the city wall, and flew out.

Just as he was about to escape, a sword glow appeared in front of him, flew out against the tip of his nose, and only cut off a few strands of hair.

The butler stopped immediately.

The other party is not a miss, but a warning.

As long as he has any extra action, then the next sword beam will directly cut himself off.

Falling to the ground, the butler raised his hands high, and then shouted: "I have no malice, I just want to find someone! I didn't know you would value this guy so much!"

"What's that person's name?"

"Snow~www.readwn.com~ used to be a guild administrator, and was said to be taken away by the demon king, and then disappeared. He was seen nearby before, so we came over and put up a list to find him. I swear Every word I say is true."

"...Okay, let's turn around."

The butler slowly turned his head to show that he was not hostile.

Behind him, he saw two people.

One is a teenager, cold like an iceberg, with an ominous-looking sword in his hand.

"Asura Sword, are you a swordsman?" Snow asked.

"Are you quite famous?" The youth beside the swordsman pushed him.

"Shut up, he's looking for you." The swordsman said unhappily, "I thought he was a strong man, but he ran for nothing."

The butler then turned his gaze to the young man and said with relief: "I finally found you, Mr. Snow, no, it should be His Majesty the Prince."