Slime simulator

Day 13: You look at the seven hundred plus Blazefire coins in the bag, and the corners of your mouth curl up.

You didn't catch up with the human archer; he was too fast.

You turned back, entered the cave, and left with the bag of Blazefire coins.

...

Currently, you are in a forest a hundred meters outside Blazefire City.

At the city gate in the distance, you see the human archer mixed with several other humans.

They are guarding the city gate, their eyes watching every magical beast entering the city.

Because of their search, many magical beasts glare at them with hostility.

You know they are very likely looking for you.

...

Night falls.

The archer and his group have also become lax.

You watch them.

The night grows deeper.

All the humans except the archer have entered the city gate.

The archer also yawns repeatedly, leaning against the city wall, dozing off.

You watch him, directly use liquefaction, and transform into a human form.

You look at your blue body and take out a set of armor from your interspatial ring and put it on.

Through the gaps in the helmet, you look ahead.

You take step by step.

On the city wall.

A fourth-order magical beast keenly notices you.

You arrive in front of the archer.

The archer feels someone approaching, opens his eyes, and looks at you.

'You, what's the matter?'

You nod with a smile.

The archer yawns again, 'What is it?'

A sword tip appears.

Instantly piercing the archer's head.

The archer's eyes widen, seeing you through the gap in the helmet.

'You… you…'

The archer falls down.

This scene is seen by many magical beasts, but after a glance, they withdraw their gaze.

Several humans see it and walk over directly.

You glance at them and walk straight into the city.

'Hey, you in front? You killed…'

You don't turn back, directly shuttling through the city.

Behind you, several humans realize something is wrong and quickly prepare to follow.

On the city wall, the fourth-order magical beast that has been observing you directly descends in front of them.

'No disturbances are allowed in Blazefire City!'

The terrifying aura of the fourth-order beast erupts directly.

Several humans look at you fearfully, exchanging glances.

...

Seeing that no one is chasing after you, you deactivate liquefaction and put the armor into your interspatial ring.

Following the direction in your memory, you arrive at a stall in the city.

At this hour, almost all those still selling things are magical beasts; there are very few humans.

The magical beast behind the stall glances at you.

You point to the Scarletfire Source Fruit on the stall, 'This one.'

The magical beast says, 'One thousand two hundred Blazefire coins.'

You are stunned; this… even comes with a price increase.

You directly say, 'Six hundred.'

The magical beast rises from its reclining posture.

Its three-meter-tall body, standing up like a small mountain, stares at you, a strand of exceptionally bright red bear fur on its head.

Third-order tenth level, Crimson Smoke Bear.

It stares at you, its aura bringing you a huge pressure.

This isn't an ordinary third-order tenth level; you make a judgment in an instant.

You say with a smile, 'Then, Brother Bear, how about eight hundred?'

The Crimson Smoke Bear takes a step forward, its bear eyes staring at you, the pressure becoming even more intense.

You look around.

This place is relatively remote; there are neither magical beasts nor humans around.

'Um, Big Brother, I'll offer a bit more, nine hundred.'

The Crimson Smoke Bear looks at you, its eyes flickering.

You take a step back, turning around and preparing to leave.

'Forget it, forget it, I don't want it.'

After you walk two meters away, a muffled voice comes from behind.

'One thousand, I'll sell it to you.'

'Deal.'

After the transaction, the Crimson Smoke Bear counts the Blazefire coins, casually saying, 'With your level, you can't eat this thing directly; after absorbing it, you'll explode.'

After speaking, the Crimson Smoke Bear looks at you with cunning eyes, 'Want to know a safer way to eat it? Two hundred Blazefire coins.'

You glance at it, chuckling softly, 'It's okay; I just like exploding.'

The Crimson Smoke Bear looks at your departing figure, its eyes full of confusion and incomprehension.

Day 14: You only have a little over a hundred Blazefire coins left.

You search in the city.

...

Day 15: You found your target.

Inferno Ape.

Third-order eighth level.

Seeing you, it is clearly somewhat surprised, 'A third-order slime, water attribute?'

You look at it, memories flooding your mind, and you speak to it in the human common language, 'How about we cooperate?'

The Inferno Ape is stunned.

It looks at you in disbelief, 'You… you also know the human common language!'

You nod, 'You're doing translation work, right?'

The Inferno Ape nods, looking at you warily.

You say, 'Your asking price of 10 Blazefire coins is ultimately too high.'

'Some transactions might not even need 10 Blazefire coins to complete.'

The Inferno Ape nods; it also knows this point.

But there's no way around it; it needs to wander around the entire city, looking for suitable trading partners.

Just the time spent finding customers consumes a lot of time; if the fee is too low, there's no point in doing it.

You say with a smile, 'I have a way to make the humans and magical beasts who need to trade actively find us.'

'How about it? Want to cooperate?'

The Inferno Ape looks at you suspiciously, hesitating for a moment before agreeing.

At Blazefire Hall, you spend a hundred Blazefire coins to purchase a stall.

On the stall, you write a sentence in the human common language, 'Providing communication services with magical beasts.'

After that, you have the Inferno Ape call its little buddies.

The Inferno Ape looks at you blankly; it doesn't know how you know so much about it.

But it still does it.

You look at the two third-order fifth-level Inferno Apes in front of you, telling them to advertise the stall everywhere in the city.

One speaks in the human common language, and the other speaks directly in its own language.

Mobile loudspeakers.

...

A morning passes.

Because there is only one sentence on your stall, it attracts the curiosity of magical beasts and humans alike.

You answer all those with questions; when a magical beast approaches, you directly have the Inferno Ape receive them, describing the services provided by the stall.

A day passes.

Night falls.

Not a single business transaction is made; the voices of the two third-order fifth-level Inferno Apes are hoarse, drinking the water you secrete.

The third-order eighth-level Inferno Ape looks at you, 'This… is this really going to work?'

You don't respond.

Because you're not sure if it will work either.

In the distance, a burly figure appears.

You immediately perk up; the Inferno Ape also watches attentively.

The corners of your mouth curve into a smile, 'A customer is coming!'

It's the Crimson Smoke Bear, and behind it, there's also a woman with a graceful figure.

Seeing this woman, you are slightly stunned.

Around twenty years old, with long black hair draped over her shoulders, her face expressionless, wearing slightly tight clothes, her gait revealing a capable temperament.

Third-order tenth level!

Very strong!

You make a judgment.

The Crimson Smoke Bear and the woman walk in front of you.

The Crimson Smoke Bear looks at you, a hint of surprise in its eyes, 'It's you!'

You nod with a smile, speaking in the human common language and the magical beast language respectively, 'Welcome.'