Human account is forced to full level

Then, Gavan discovered that his own blood, or the energy-receiving cells contained in it, could help to do this.

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

It's just that, although the conditions are met, Jiafan can't produce the "effect" that needs to be activated now.

"His uncle, Kamijou's "Fantasy Killer" is too difficult to imitate, it almost exploded again."

Scratching the back of his head in distress, Jiafan felt that he didn't understand. The "Space Forced Teleportation" that Tut guy used back then could be reproduced by himself with words, and Benimaru's "Black Flame" that was reproduced yesterday is unhindered.

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

But when it was the turn of Kamijou Touma's "Fantasy Killer", Yan Ling seemed to be stuck, unable to get it out.

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

Fuck!One of the abilities one has is counted as one, so why do you have such mature ideas of your own?

"I'm not sure about the strength of 'Great Magic: Magic Impossible Domain', and I don't know how to remove it. The safest way is to use 'Fantasy Killer', even if the effect is far less than the original version."

Rubbing his own face, under the strange eyes of the residents on the side of the road, Gavan began to float around in circles subconsciously.

"I feel that it's not only a matter of the 'quantity' that needs to be consumed, but also a lack of the so-called 'quality'. I just want to imitate a similar effect, instead of imitating the original version."

After going around in circles like a performance art for a while, Gavan finally decided to give up thinking.

"Forget it, let's talk about it after lunch. I'll go to Milim and Xiaolin's for dinner today. After all, I promised them... By the way, what time is it?"

Glancing at the sun that had just risen in the sky, the other party's dazzling light seemed to be saying what you were worried about, which made Jiafan react, and gave up the stupid idea of ​​finding a watch in another world to watch the meal time.

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

It is said that when Limuru wanted to hold a "Christmas" banquet in winter, Ligurud and the others tried to transplant it.

Even if it was specious 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 in this festival.

"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, Jiafan rubbed the corners of his sleepy eyes, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Speaking of this early in the morning, what should he do now?

Limuru should still be working now, so I can't find him to play with for the time being.

Momonga seems to have gone to the hot spring again, and this time he called Benimaru together, as if he wanted to heat up the spring water again, and I don't know whether he wants to take a bath or make bone soup.

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

The words of the Cabal guys...

Recalling the cheating experience I encountered when I was with them before.

Gavan's face was expressionless.

Well, it's someone I don't know.

"... Well, anyway, let's go shopping first. Speaking of which, the Great Jura Forest is still in winter. It's a place with a strange climate. By the way, is there a place for breakfast here?"

Gavan was talking to himself, and floated up with his hands behind his back.

......

10 minute later.

There is a pile of Jiafan to eat in his arms: "..."

Is there something wrong?

I thanked the group of enthusiastic stall owners with a smile.

Gafan, who has been law-abiding since he was a child and has never eaten or paid, feels very complicated at this moment.

Yesterday, because I was traveling with Limulu, I subconsciously ignored this problem. Today, when I was alone, they were still so enthusiastic about giving me food for free.

Uh, how do you say it?

It feels like eating Limulu's soft rice.

"..."

Putting a glutinous rice dumpling into his mouth and chewing silently, Jiafan felt more complicated with a tired face.

Because he suddenly realized that he didn't feel repulsed by this fact.

It's so strange, obviously, I saw those guys who eat soft food on the Internet before, and I was so disdainful and spurned.

Alas, after all, I still lived in a way I hated.

Gavan, who kept wandering around in a panic because of his idle time, began to think wildly in his mind, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Then, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a few children by the roadside, who seemed to be staring at him. see for yourself.

She had a cute face, and there seemed to be some saliva on the corner of her mouth.

Gavan with a pile of food in his arms: "..."

After half a minute.

Jiafan, who was holding a portion of glutinous rice dumplings, came to the commercial street with a lazy face.

"Yo, Mr. Gavan, good morning."

"Huh? Well, good morning."

"Mr. Garvan, 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, it's delicious."

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

Gavan, 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! You 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 group of enthusiastic residents behind him, and at the same time, there was a bunch of snacks in his arms.

Well, it's all in the shape of slimes.

Rimuru-sama pancakes, Rimuru-sama soup, three-color Rimuru-sama, barbecue Rimuru-sama, and spinning Rimuru-sama.

"...Host, you."

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

And Gavan, who still had a Limuru mask on his head and silently biting a Limuru steamed bun, realized for the first time that he couldn't refute the contempt of the cheating system.

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

"shameless."

"..."

Ma Dan, so angry.

The expression of mother's disapproval began to appear on Jiafan's face. He is usually good-tempered, but he is always easily irritated by the system's idiot, especially when he doesn't know how to refute.

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

After all, when enjoying delicious food, there is no reason to keep a straight face.

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

Gafan was talking to himself with a strange expression, but his mouth never stopped, even though it was not suitable for eating too much in the morning.

Moreover, it is a bit difficult to say, and it is embarrassing and unbelievable that thanks to the group of enthusiastic stall owners who have delved into various "Master Rimuru" type delicacies......

Gavan suddenly found himself curious about the taste of Limuru's own slime state.

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

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

Unknowingly, Gavan, who had already eaten all of Master Rimuru's delicacies, patted his face vigorously with both hands to suppress his sudden exuberant curiosity.

"Crack, snap!"

Well, he was still shooting hard. After all, he still has a "thick" face because of the energy-storing cells.

And this situation has also attracted the attention of others.

"Brother Jiafan, what is this?"

The old voice stunned Jiafan, who was immersed in his own world, and subconsciously turned his head to look.

"Old Bai?"

Looking at the spirited old sword master in front of him, smiling and nodding slightly to himself, Jiafan also said good morning in embarrassment, and then looked around.

Familiar with the spacious site, there are still some familiar traces of being burned on the ground, and a slender crack of about 20 meters, plus the very impressive boulder not far away.

Gavan looked at those who had already started training here, and couldn't help scratching his cheek.

"How did I wander here? It seems that walking in a daze is really not a good thing."

This is the training ground where he came to yesterday when he competed with Benimaru, and it looks different from the deserted one because of the banquet yesterday. Now it is only early in the morning, and there are already a large group of people training here, and they cooperate with each other to hone their skills. Skill up.

It looks very lively.

"Sorry, Bai Lao, I seem to disturb your training by coming here."

Gavan smiled embarrassedly, then waved his hands and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Don't worry, I'll leave now and go for a stroll elsewhere, I won't disturb your continued training..."

"Huohuo, brother Jiafan, you are joking, there is nothing to disturb you, this place is completely open, anyone who wants to practice their skills can come."

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

"I see you've been sizing up Youmu who uses a sword just now...What, Brother Gavan, are you also interested in swordsmanship?"

Chapter 70: There is no obsession in your heart

"Bam—"

Lying on the dusty ground, Jiafan, who felt a little pain in his buttocks and had been thrown too many times, stared blankly at the cloudless blue sky and became dazed.

He had no desire to stand up for a while.

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

Following the plain old voice, a training wooden knife hit Gavan's forehead with no difficulty.

"hiss--"

Clutching his slightly red forehead, Jia Fansheng turned his head to look 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 Bai Lao's swordsmanship instruction.

And things start from 10 minutes ago

"Um, well, I don't know anything about swordsmanship."

Faced with Bailao's recommendation, Jiafan, who was already preparing to leave for a stroll elsewhere, also scratched his cheek, showing an embarrassed yet polite smile.

He is organizing words on how to decline.

"Hey, Brother Jiafan, what are you talking about? There is a first time for everything. It is always good to try more new things."

Old Bai shook his head with a faint smile, stroked his beard and said, "Even Master Limuru, didn't you come to me for advice on swordsmanship from the beginning?"

"That's what I said..."

Gavan showed a distressed expression. That guy Limulu should be actively trying various ways to become stronger for the sake of the people in this town, but he himself has no need for this, or... .

He didn't have any desire to become stronger.

If he hadn't passively traversed this cheating physique, he would be a safe mess waiting to die in the daily world of youth.

He will be free from disease and disaster for a lifetime, have no worries about food and clothing, will not be too rich, but will not worry about money, marry the right person, and live a stable and ordinary life, that's all he pursues.

"Hohoho."