This Group of Players Are All Slimes

When Jonia just flew over the new hot spring city, several heavy cannons automatically aimed and locked on Jonia in the air, the black muzzles began to charge, and the destructive energy response made the alarm system in Jonia's body scream crazily.

"Unfamiliar puppet, report your number." An indifferent voice sounded from below, it was a guy covered in armor and could not see his original shape.

Jonia raised her hand decisively and shouted loudly, "I am Valkyrie 001, and my name is Jonia. I still want to ask who are you?"

"We are the house."

"You liar!"

"Believe it or not, we are a house anyway. Well, it's confirmed, you can go in. By the way, the battery in your body can be replaced, and now you use ritual stickers. That thing can draw energy from the energy space infinitely, and you don't need to charge it every day."

Joniya watched the group of tall houses leave suspiciously, and Joniya's processor couldn't respond.

It's just that I haven't come back for a few days, what's wrong here?

The 20-meter-high house is patrolling around under the driver's control. If there is any trouble, they will be armed and bombed relentlessly after shouting.

Seth's previous raid raised the alert level here by ten steps, and not even an ant could be let in.

The pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, and everyone seems to have countless important things to deal with.

Although she really wanted to know what happened here, she glanced at the demon king above her head who was fighting fiercely with the God God, and immediately flew to the lord's mansion in the hot spring city.

Flying into the lord's mansion, she found the slime who was in a meeting, and shouted eagerly: "Everyone, it's not good..."

The editors attending the meeting looked at Jonia with complicated expressions, and rubbed his aching head.

A large amount of memories were instilled in, and the memories from the previous life made his consciousness a little turbulent, and it took a certain amount of time to recover.

Waving his hand, he motioned for Jonia to sit down, and then said: "We already know the situation, the false devil Belo is dead. We already know the opponent's position, and the next step is to carry out a general attack on the opponent's position."

"Eh? I haven't said anything yet."

"No, you should have done enough, thank you. You can go down to claim your own reward, which is the big or small thing. By the way, you can update your equipment. We have solved the energy problem. You can now wear a lot of firepower that was previously due to insufficient power.

"

Jonia, who was dragged out, walked into the transformation room in a daze, and soon after, she cried out, "It's not from above, it's from below!"

Ignoring the scream, the editor looked at the other slimes and said, "That's the way it is, and what I know has been said."

Currently, Artoria, undressed, the professor and himself are present at the meeting.

These four players are currently the ones who understand the truth for various reasons. Because of the common secret, they can speak freely without worrying about other issues.

"How do you feel now?" she asked, taking off her clothes.

"It's amazing. I feel that I have been stuffed with a memory and emotion, and it is still slowly blending with my current memory. But it's okay, I don't hate it, and even like it a little bit."

"Me too." Artoria said lying on her stomach, "Anyway, I feel that I have become a lot stronger, and I am particularly energetic in fighting. The weak chicken man should have awakened."

"Yes, but he has been a virtue in both lives. In order not to waste time, he went straight to breakfast seventy-five years later."

"Breakfast?" Artoria couldn't help but interjected.

"He has found Terra and the others, and the entire team of Sin City is here. They are now in the Lighthouse City of Dark Hell..."

"Lighthouse City?" Artoria continued to ask.

"It's the stronghold we established in the dark hell. The group of ancient demons joined Terra and the others, and then built a new city based on the city of sin. Forget it, I'll show you the video he posted before."

Puzzled, he opened the temporary Q group, and the people present opened the video sent by taking off their clothes, and they were faced with the shameless face of the weak chicken man.

He shook the red wine glass in his hand, and the white bathrobe wrapped around his body, which looked like a matcha-flavored glutinous rice ball with a missing filling.

Although it is a dark hell outside the window, countless lights can be seen, reflecting the scenery outside the window like a dream.

"Take off your clothes, can you see it? The Sajia has been consummated. I found them, and I am already in the dark hell. These ancient demons are still working hard after we left, and they did a good job."

Turning his field of vision, Weak Chicken Man showed the city built in darkness in front of him.

Compared with before, this place is more than ten times larger than before, and from time to time, huge airships can be seen taking off and landing in the port, flying farther into the deep space.

"This is just one of them, and there are more hidden in the darkness. There is no God's Heart here, so the perpetual motion machine cannot be used, but the energy space is still there, so I revealed the technology related to the energy space."

"The energy in the energy space has accumulated to an astronomical figure. It is estimated that it will not be a problem to use it for hundreds of years. I am now the biggest energy giant here, and I am their savior. Have you seen that square? The statue being built there is mine."

Just when the weak chicken man was proudly introducing the changes here, a pleasant voice suddenly sounded: "Honey, who are you talking to?"

"Don't worry about it, old friend. I'm just trying to say hello to them."

Taila in the bathroom poked her head out, staring at the weak chicken man suspiciously.

The long lifespan of the succubus leaves little change in Terra's appearance.

Although it had been seventy-five years, Terra still looked younger, only a little bigger.

Noticing anything unusual, Taila smiled charmingly: "Then after talking to your old friend, would you mind washing my wings?"

"Okay, here I come! Take off your clothes and come here, I'm going to wash the wings."

After watching the video, the group returned to the game, staring at the table in silence.

After a while, the professor gritted his teeth and said, "Unforgivable."

The editor stepped on the chair vigorously: "That's right! When we were fighting for the world, he was washing the wings! Damn, I want to wash the shell on Diane's back too!"

"Calm down, editor, you have already been affected by your own memory. Your XP is clearly that of a fair-skinned, beautiful, short-haired, sassy girl!"

"Love knows no race!"

"Anyway, you have to be a person first!"

"What's wrong with a slug! How slimy it feels!"

"All quiet down for me!"

Arturia stopped drinking, calming down the people who were clearly off topic.

With a long breath, Artoria said: "Be sure first, the weak chicken man is dead, and we will kill the weak chicken man after we solve the current situation. Take off your clothes, the information you shared before is all right?"

"No, Angel has indeed been possessed by Zlatan."

"Then, the matter of living to death..."

"I've already set a trap. Zlatan doesn't know that we know him better than himself, so I will prepare him an environment that he can't refuse. At that time, he will definitely backstab us."

"Success rate?"

"Ten percent."

The professor coughed: "Excuse me, I've seen your plan in the group, and I've calculated that it has a high success rate, but the key to the plan, I really may have a problem with DJ. You should have analyzed who he is. Are you really sure that he will stand by our side after awakening?"

He took off his clothes and didn't reply directly, but looked at the editor: "Editor, are you sure?"

The editor closed his eyes, thought for a long time, and finally said, "I'm sure."

"In that case, I also agree with the judgment of the two of you," said the professor.

Seeing that the three had agreed, Artoria also said: "In that case, let's start. The seven-day plan is officially launched, although it is already the third day."