This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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This kind of deer has a very large physique, not counting the horns, it is as tall as two adult men, and the antlers on the top of the head can twist and scream. Those with poor physique will die on the spot just by hearing the screams.

It is also extremely aggressive, and the soul of the person who is stabbed to death by its antlers will be entangled in its antlers until the mourning deer dies.

Facing this kind of creature, even the Bronze Crown's adventurer team needs to be cautious, using bows and traps to constantly wear down the opponent's physical strength until they find a chance to kill it from a distance.

In order to find out the deer's trajectory, they have been lurking for three days, and finally decided to do it today.

Their bodies were covered with medicinal herbs that could eliminate their own aura. This medicinal herb alone cost them a gold coin in order to completely capture this prey.

The adventurer in charge of detection carefully observed the deer's whereabouts, and whispered: "It's all right, it has started drinking water."

"trap?"

"The arrangement is complete."

"Very good, then notify the partner on the other side to start. Be careful, I don't want anyone to die."

"Don't worry, we will."

As soon as the words fell, a shell suddenly fell beside the sad deer, directly blasting the deer into the sky.

The deer in mid-air was blasted to a pulp, but the shells showed no sign of stopping, and they didn't stop until thirty shells were fired.

This group of adventurers stared blankly at this scene, and couldn't help asking: "Have you bought a sword of conscience?"

"How can you afford such an expensive thing! Just one piece is worth more than this deer!"

What surprised them even more was yet to come.

A group of slimes rushed up suddenly, brandishing their weapons and slashing at the mourning deer on the ground until it was completely reduced to a pile of mud.

After removing the antlers that were still in good condition, the leader slime took out a small book and scratched it, then said to the other slimes: "The antlers are in hand, the next task is to clear the flame lizards. This position is just right, let's prepare here. Artillery!"

A group of ten slimes immediately stepped up,

Assemble tools on the spot and build your launcher in lightning speed.

After loading the Heartless Sword Refit into the launcher, a mage player jumped over, closed his eyes and groped for a while, then pointed in a direction and said, "There, it's three kilometers away."

"Within the effective range, adjust the angle and calibrate the artillery."

"Calibrated."

"Very good, three bases, launch."

The ten launchers launched together, and before the unconscionable swords in the sky changed to the ground, the second batch of unconscionable swords flew directly into the sky and landed on the target.

After firing three base ammunition one after another, the magician player closed his eyes and checked again, nodded: "The target has been destroyed."

"Very well, the artillerymen pack up their equipment, rest on the spot for fifteen minutes, and then move on to the next target."

"clear."

The slimes immediately began to rest on the spot, and when the fifteen minutes were up, they got up neatly and quickly left with their equipment, leaving only the battled land behind them.

Behind them, the adventurers hid in the dark and trembled, fearing that this group of slimes would uproot them on a whim.

It wasn't until these slimes disappeared that they stood up tremblingly, staring at the ruins in front of them without saying a word.

I don't know how long it took before an adventurer whispered, "Let's go."

"Um."

it's getting dark.

And they also seem to be useless.

In just three days, the players cleared all the Iron Crown quests in the town.

Tasks such as running errands and delivering goods are very simple, and it doesn't matter if you kill monsters. Anyway, the supply behind them is sufficient, and you can just greet them if you don't have a conscience and don't need money.

Rich, so willful.

And they also set a record, that is, the record with the fewest number of registrations (only two people) but the fastest upgrade from Iron Crown to Bronze Crown.

After knowing that all the bronze crown missions were cleared, the leader clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and then said to Lu Fan, who was fishing in the association, "It's nothing special, what should we do next?"

"Change the place." Lu Fan took a sip of goat milk, allowing the goat milk to roll down from his skull and leak out from his thigh bone.

"Well, it's a way, please give me a map of the town closest to here."

The lady receptionist looked at Lu Fan regretfully, and felt that such a handsome skeleton would never be seen again.

However, she still took out the map and said sincerely, "It's not far from here to the next town, but there are many monsters in the middle, so be careful."

"Hmm... Then you have a mission that has something to do with opening the way?"

"Yes, but that's a silver crown mission."

"Okay, reserve it for us first, we'll be back in five days. It's nothing special, be good during this time, and don't cause trouble."

"It's made, it's made."

For the next five days, Lu Fan enjoyed rare tranquility.

But the adventurers couldn't be so calm.

Due to the significant reduction in quests, adventurers who have nothing to do can only stay in the Adventurer's Association, hoping to pick up some of the remaining quests from the players.

There are too many monks, so the introversion among adventurers is born very quickly. Often, a group of copper-crowned adventurers will rush for an iron-crowned-level quest, and bloody incidents caused by this are not uncommon.

What made them panic even more was another rumor.

On the way to the outside world, it is said that a golden-crowned monster came.

This monster went all the way and exploded, wherever it went, it exploded, and it directly blasted a straight road leading to the next town.

The other monsters on the road were bloody and bloody, and their bodies were scattered all over the ground in a normal distribution, and none of the monsters dared to touch these corpses.

Five days later, the leader returned as promised.

After he came back, he photographed the Silver Crown President in front of the receptionist lady, and said, "Hand over all the Silver Crown tasks, and hand in the one that opens the way. We've already completed it. It's nothing special, have you had nothing to do recently?"

"No." Lu Fan said while holding the book, his movements were exactly the same as when the leader left five days ago.

"Who are those guys hanging up at the door?"

"The adventurers who came to find fault said that it was because of us that they couldn't afford to eat. I drank goat's milk and told them that they could drink milk if they couldn't afford to eat. Then they rushed over to purify me."

"Then what?"

"He was hung up by Pender."

"Well, I understand. The town next door also has the same problem, and the introversion is too much. This will have a certain impact on our formal acceptance of this place in the future. Do you have any solutions?"

"It's not enough to create jobs for them."

The leader looked at Lu Fan, then nodded: "It makes sense. I'll send someone to deal with it right away."

Thus, the adventurers' second nightmare was born.

A sweatshop for slimes is established.