Human accounts are forced to reach max level

Her mind is a little confused now.

Because she felt the mimic heart in her chest beating very fast for some reason.

And even after returning to the room on the second floor, the abnormality of rapid heartbeat still showed no sign of relief.

So, she just sat on the big soft bed, curled up with her hands and knees, letting the sun shine on her petite body, and her long, silky silver-blue hair falling randomly on the bed.

The crystal-clear toes are slightly curled.

The pretty face buried in her knees made it difficult to see her expression, but her crystal ears, which were completely occupied by crimson, revealed that she was not at peace in her heart at the moment.

After a long time.

She was finally ready to change.

However, the oversized shirt that he took off from someone was not thrown on the bed. Instead, after some hesitation... he put it into his stomach.

And at the same time.

Living room on the first floor.

System, who was lying on the back of the sofa, was still glaring angrily at the man sitting at the dining table. At the same time, there was some inexplicable doubt in his beautiful clear blue eyes.

She couldn't figure it out.

It's not about the fact that he was forced to look after the house last night...but why Gafan reacted so loudly and turned so red when he saw Rimuru disheveled.

Even when he was naked, the other party didn't act like this.

And just when the system was puzzled, Gafan, who was sitting at the dining table, looked dazed and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Rimuru..."

He whispered softly to himself.

Then, he subconsciously touched his lips.

There, just a little distance away, you can feel intoxicated...

A certain softness that is unique.

End of this chapter

Chapter 349: Transfer Station of All Realms

Quiet morning.

A simple yet delicious breakfast passed by.

The mature pots and pans were washing themselves in the kitchen, while Rimuru, who was still sitting at the dining table, licked the corner of his mouth with some unsatisfied thoughts.

Gafan's craftsmanship is surprisingly good.

Although the taste is not as good as Zhucai, it... tastes inexplicably comforting.

He touched his flat and soft belly with his little hand. Rimuru, who had already changed his clothes, was now wearing not the domineering black Demon King suit, but the comfortable blue gown from before.

A pair of slender calves swayed.

Rimuru, who had eaten and drank enough, turned to look at the sofa in the living room. He was wearing a large T-shirt and was talking to another gray-haired girl who only wore a white shirt and had brown skin. Pretending to be chatting seriously.

That kid's name seems to be Qian Nu, right? The race seems to be Basara or something.

If it hadn't been because she just came back last night and the system had to accompany her to look after the house, then it wouldn't necessarily be a two-person world for them to go shopping...

As if he suddenly thought of something, Rimuru's pretty face turned red, so he quickly looked away from the gray-haired girl who looked very ordinary, and turned to look at another green girl who was half lying on the sofa. Send a beautiful shadow.

She seemed to be calling, Jin Gu is here, right?

Rimuru thought with some uncertainty that although she had only met him once in the independent world of Gafan before, she could tell that this was not a human being, but some kind of self-aware puppet, which was also very extraordinary. .

"My strength seems to be similar to that of Momonga."

she whispered softly.

Jin Gu was a little depressed at this time.

Leaning on the pillow of the sofa, a pair of flawless jade legs were slightly curled up, and the long, fragrant emerald green hair was flowing naturally. She was wearing a white shirt from an artificially retarded person, and she was holding a cup of warm milk in her hand.

He took a sip and sighed softly.

She was worried about the doll.

Or to be more precise, it was because after being thrown out of the independent world yesterday, we met a dark-haired girl with a somewhat gloomy temperament while walking around together...

Intuition told Jin Gu that the female human seemed to have an unusual relationship with the doll.

"Tsk...just a human being."

Clicking his tongue inexplicably unhappy, and half-squinting his beautiful purple eyes, Jin Gu glanced at the artificial retard next to him with some resentment, and even stretched out his white bare feet to lightly step on him.

This caused confusion to rise in the dull black eyes of the puppet who was eating an apple with an expressionless face.

And in someone's boudoir in a house ten miles away, a sneeze suddenly sounded, followed by a muffled sound.

"hiss--"

The voice whispered coldly.

Then his golden eyes opened slightly, with a hint of sleepiness.

Her black hair was scattered on the cold floor. Miko stared blankly at the ceiling above, then raised her head slightly.

The two slender and perfect calves were still resting on the bed, but the upper body had fallen to the floor. And due to the influence of gravity, the pure white pajamas that originally covered the lower abdomen slid down, revealing the full and full breasts. Small waist.

She fell off the bed.

Miko, who came to this conclusion, had no intention of returning to bed. Instead, she closed her beautiful eyes and continued to fall asleep. At the same time, she was still thinking about a question in her heart -

Who was the woman who stayed next to "Classmate Gafan" yesterday?

at the same time.

"Here, drink it while it's hot."

A glass of warm milk was handed to Rimuru, and there was a very familiar slime printed on the mug.

"Um, thank you."

He glanced at the slime printed on the cup with some concern, and Rimuru glanced at Gafan with suspicion, who was sitting next to him, also holding a cup of hot milk in his hand.

I don’t understand why the other person has such a cup at home.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Taking a slight sip to try the milk that had concentrated a large amount of life energy, Gafan noticed the strange look in the girl's eyes next to him and couldn't help but wonder.

"Um...nothing."

He looked back with a bit of guilt.

But soon, Rimuru, who was holding the slime cup with his young hands, couldn't help but tilt his head and glanced at the man beside him again.

Her fair and flawless pretty face was still a little red, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Gafan: "..."

So why does Rimuru keep peeking at him?

I feel a little shy.

Gafan, who pretended not to notice the sight, resisted not looking at the other person, but silently watched himself drinking milk.

In fact, to be honest, after two lifetimes, he found that he almost never felt "embarrassed" because of friends of the opposite sex.

No matter how good-looking the other party is, or even a perfect goddess in the true sense, he will never have that idea, but now...

Ga Fan felt embarrassed for the first time in a long time.

Although it doesn't matter if I get a look or two.

But after being stared at more and more blatantly by the blue-haired girl, Gafan, who was silently drinking hot milk, finally couldn't help but raise a topic.

"By the way, Rimuru, although you seemed drunk last night...do you still remember the 'Space-Time Management Bureau' I mentioned to you at that time?"

"Well, I remember that I remember."

Rimuru, who was obviously thinking of something else, finally looked away with a guilty conscience.

"But I don't know exactly what you want to do, but if you need help, feel free to ask me for help."

"Yes, yes, but for now... let me take you into my independent world first."

Gafan drank the remaining milk in the cup in one gulp, smacked it in his mouth, stood up directly, rubbed the smooth hair of the girl next to him with natural movements, and chuckled.

"I'll show you something good."

After hearing this seemingly ambiguous statement, Rimuru blinked, thought about it for a moment, and then nodded in agreement.

Anyway, she firmly believed that Gafan would never harm her.

And looking at the two people who disappeared in the living room in an instant, System, who poked his little head out from the back of the sofa, slowly sat back, curled up into a small ball, hugged the soft pillow in his arms, and seemed a little aggrieved. He frowned.

"Qiannu, you said..."

She asked depressedly: "Everyone is a dumpling, what am I missing?"

In this regard, Qian Nu, a legal loli who has been single for a thousand years and has no experience or related concepts at all, looked like she had been touched by a blind spot in knowledge, and blinked cutely.

"What is a dumpling?"

"..."

Is this the point?

The two little lolita stared at each other blankly.

At this moment.

The two people who came to the independent world were on the edge of a vast and clear lake somewhere, rather than in a sea of ​​flowers where the goddess of creation lived.

After all, Gafan didn't want to be asked to be shy by Tiamat in front of Rimuru again.

That is simply black history.

"Gafan, what are you trying to show me?"

Rimuru, who looked around, tilted his head in confusion.

Obviously, she didn't understand why the other party suddenly took her to a grassy field beside a lake with nothing in it.

"Because this can only be done in this world."

Gafan let it slip with a chuckle, and even winked teasingly.

"?"

And this made Rimuru feel even more confused.

It can only be done in this world, and it seems to have deliberately avoided System-chan and the others. Could it be...

The crystal ears were once again stained crimson.

Rimuru lowered his head, silently raised his hands and crossed his chest, with a look of shame and anger.

Obviously, she thought wrongly.

However, Gafan seemed to be hesitating about something at this time, but in the end he tried to stretch out a finger, preparing to draw a crack involving high-dimensional power.

In fact, just after he had the "Nankeyi Dream" yesterday and became a god symbolizing truth, he finally gave his independent world a name——

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[Wanjie Transfer Station]

Type: Independent World/Realm of True God

Features·Unique:

"The Throne of Truth", the high-dimensional anchor, the core of the kingdom, the origin personality, and the lord of the world.

Remarks: With the World Slate as the foundation, supplemented by the original power of the Star Cup, the main god data as firewood, it is an independent world formed by gathering the concept of truth.

The coordinate anchor point reserve can be used to connect the universe.

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This place is destined to become the headquarters of the "Space-Time Administration" in the future and an important center connecting all realms.