This Group of Players Are All Slimes

"Arthur..."

Waking up suddenly from the nightmare, the old man locked his brows in pain.

Lifting off the blanket on his body, he found that his upper body was covered with bandages, with blood oozing out from under the bandages, and there was his own change of clothes on the wooden table beside him.

Putting on a piece of clothing, he opened the wooden table, picked up the table legs and waved it a few times, then staggered outside with a wooden stick.

It seems to be underground here, but the surrounding environment looks pretty good.

The glowing moss provides a faint light on the wall. Where the light does not shine, there are some inexplicable things walking in the dark. Even if you can't see it, you can feel the breeze generated when they walk.

In front of the house, a teenager was lying on his side on the ground, and beside him was a slime gnawing unknown jerky with him.

"Change the channel, I think the big slime family from before looks much better than this one."

"Wait a minute, I think the director's filming is okay."

"Have you lived underground for so long, has there been a problem with your aesthetics? The god of perfection cultivated you, and you are also smoked from the ancestral grave, and your brain was used for barbecue."

"I think I should be angry, but what you scold is more to my liking, so it doesn't matter."

The old man hid in the shadow behind and listened for a while, and after confirming that there was no third person, he walked up quietly.

Putting the wooden stick on the boy's back, he whispered, "Be quiet, tell me who you are?"

Sure enough, the boy didn't move. He just looked at the slime and asked, "Is this how the rescued people repay their debts? I don't know much about the customs on the ground, but I don't think it's right."

"I don't feel right either, but let me introduce you. He is Blank, and I am mediocre. Who are you as an alternate hero?"

The old man looked at Lu Fan for a long time, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Putting down the wooden stick, he sat next to Lu Fan, and wanted to extend his hand friendly, but found that the other party didn't seem to have this function.

His hand hung in the air awkwardly for a moment, then turned to Blank.

After saying hello, he looked at Lu Fan and said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Ordinary. I've heard about you, and you've been very active these days."

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The old man added: "It's better to say that you are too active, you are already the protagonists of this era."

"Ah, thank you. But you haven't said whose candidate hero you are?"

The old man looked at his coat of arms in disgust: "It should be the god of sacrifice, but I hate this thing very much."

"That's okay, he has already hung up."

Recalling the young man's last performance, the old man nodded: "No wonder."

After obtaining the consent of Lu Fan and Blank, he took out the jerky from their snacks and ate it bit by bit.

The jerky is a bit hard, and it needs to be softened slowly with saliva before you can bite it with your teeth.

Only in this way can you slowly taste the deliciousness of jerky.

Dried jerky is very nutritious and easy to fill the stomach. The elderly feel very comfortable after eating a few pieces.

After filling his stomach, he stood up and took off all the bandages on his body.

Although he is over fifty years old, he has a strong body without any fat. In order to get his daughter back, the old man started self-abuse training on himself some time ago, and brought his physical fitness back to its peak.

And the appearance of the alternate hero's coat of arms broke his boundaries as a human being, allowing his physical fitness to reach an inhuman height.

The scars from the previous escape had all scabbed over, and the scabs in some places even began to fall off, revealing the new pink flesh inside.

Throwing those blood-stained bandages, he moved his body and said to Lu Fan and Blanc: "Thank you for your help, but I have to go back. My daughter is still on it."

"Your daughter?" Lu Fan asked.

"Well, it's called Arthur. Speaking of which, she fought with you before, but you probably don't have much impression of her."

"No, I still remember, please tell me what you know."

The old man briefly talked about his situation, including the abnormality of the young man, Arthur's abnormality, how he followed the young man to come here, and how he lurked until he killed the young man.

When referring to his daughter's last push, the old man also appeared very calm, as if he was talking about something irrelevant.

But Lu Fan could tell that the calmer the person, the more violent flames would burn in their hearts.

Now the old man is like a cold flame, all emotions turned into fuel for hatred, making him a ghost full of revenge.

After listening to the old man's story, Lu Fan asked, "Then what are you going to do next?"

"Kill that guy." The old man gnawed on the jerky and said expressionlessly, "Arthur is dead. Parents will avenge the children. If I die, I will bite the throat of the Death Demon God and crawl back."

"Then our goals are basically the same, and we are also going to destroy this place directly."

The old man looked at Lu Fan, and suddenly knelt down: "As long as you can help me complete my revenge, I can do whatever you want."

"I don't want my life anymore?"

"After Arthur was swallowed, my life is nothing. Now I am just a puppet called revenge, and now I can do anything."

After pondering for a moment, Lu Fan shouted loudly: "Cai Mao!"

"Here we come!" Cai Mao jumped back carrying the huge fusion body, "What's the matter?"

"This old man is handed over to you. He just wants revenge, so I feel that your skills should be very suitable for him."

Cai Mao looked at the old man with regret: "Isn't it good to live? Why do you have to seek death?"

"My daughter is dead."

"I understand. I also have a daughter, and I understand your feelings. Come with me, and you can master my skills in just seven days. But let me state in advance that these seven days may be seven days that life would be worse than death."

Cai Mao did not lie.

The physical pain experienced in these seven days was more than everything the old man had experienced before combined.

Every day was smashed to pieces like a rag, and then quickly recovered with the help of two monster lairs.

In order to gain stronger muscles, he inserted the tentacles of the monster's lair into his body to reshape the flesh.

In order to have a better vision, he pried open his skull and inserted six pairs of compound eyes on his head.

Three pairs of arms were attached to his back, and the resulting rejection was like a branding iron, tormenting him every day.

But these were nothing compared to the pain of losing Arthur.

Every time he sleeps, Arthur's last smile will appear in front of his eyes, waking him up from the nightmare, and then a new round of masochistic transformation will start.

Seven days later, when Lu Fan saw the old man, he couldn't recognize him at all.