This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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In the morning, the swordsman woke up from the pain.

Looking at the still dark night sky, he struggled to get up, and it took him a long time to remember what happened last night.

It seems that I have been beaten again.

"Your talent lies in your muscles, so you don't need to learn the system knowledge of swordsmanship, you just need to be beaten constantly. You don't need to think, forget your previous swordsmanship system, you don't need that thing. You and 3l are the same kind of sword Warrior, you all need constant actual combat, actual combat, and then actual combat. As long as you don’t get killed, then you can become stronger and finally complete your own swordsmanship.”

This is the suggestion given to him by the mysterious man.

He had seen 3l's swordsmanship before, and thought that it was already a perfect swordsmanship, but in the eyes of the mysterious person, it was still in the stage of perfection.

"I used to be too arrogant."

Turning on the thing called the faucet, the swordsman washed his face with cold tap water, feeling that this thing is really convenient.

Satan Ye also praised this kind of thing, because it multiplies the labor force.

Usually, if you want to drink water, you need someone to go to the well to fetch water. If there are too many people using water, it will lead to queues and unnecessary disputes. After getting the water, you need to work hard to transport it back. It often takes an adult woman to spend half a day. do this.

But for now, just turn on the tap.

In addition, the magic water heater made of paper and iron blocks allows them to take a hot bath at any time without boiling water, the vacuum cans sealed in the iron sheet can keep food from deteriorating for a long time, and the light down jacket allows soldiers They can also maintain combat effectiveness in cold regions. These are magical inventions of slimes.

After washing up, the swordsman left his room and came to the sword dojo.

In the swordsmanship dojo, dozens of slimes were lying on the ground, all sleeping soundly.

From time to time, slimes would turn around and moan a few times: "Boss, don't kill me."

The mysterious man didn't use any mysterious means, but he just had a special charm that could make others believe in his words and act according to his orders.

At this moment, the mysterious man sat cross-legged, with palms up, facing the sky.

Although I don't know what the mysterious man is doing, this action seems to make the mysterious man blend into this space. The one-meter air control circle seems to no longer exist, and even the flying birds on the mysterious man's head are unaware.

But the swordsman knew that as long as he dared to approach the air control circle, the only way to wait for him was serious injury.

He walked forward silently. He didn't want to disturb the other party at first, but just wanted to feel the other party's feelings at this time. The mysterious man stretched out his hand, nodded lightly on the bird's head, and let it spread its wings and fly.

"Here you come, swordsman."

The swordsman quickly put his hand on his saber and performed a standard swordsman salute.

"Sorry, teacher, to disturb you."

"It's okay, I'm a light sleeper. It's not appropriate to say that I'm sleeping. This is meditation, a mysterious practice method from the ancient East."

"Does it work?"

"Many, such as getting rid of distracting thoughts and staying calm. This is what I learned in an ancient Buddhist monastery when I was traveling in the Far East. Many customs of the ancient East are still preserved there, such as not eating after noon and begging for a living Wait. I practiced there for a while, and it was an interesting experience."

The swordsman thought about it for a while, and his thoughts drifted to that mysterious foreign land, and yearning appeared on his face.

"Do you want to go?"

"Yes, but not yet."

"Why?"

"I'm still needed here, and I still want to save the world."

This ideal is too vague and inconsistent with his usual personality, so the swordsman never said it out.

But the mysterious man just has a peculiar temperament, which makes him feel that he can fully express his inner thoughts,

without worrying about any consequences.

Sure enough, the other party just smiled slightly: "A great ideal, you are indeed a very gentle child."

Although it was just an ordinary sentence of encouragement, the swordsman still felt great encouragement.

"Thank you. But teacher, you are already a sword master, and your heart should be extremely peaceful. Do you still need to get rid of distracting thoughts?"

"Yes. I have a lot of distracting thoughts. I want to see the highest peak of swordsmanship, and I want to see the real peace of the world. I want to ask the name of each flower, and I want to lie motionless on the grass and watch the wind. Look at the rain, look at the cloud in the sky, look at the sun, moon, stars, and everything in the world."

"teacher……"

"Well, there's really no need for that much, because I can't see it. I'm content to see you lovely children grow up. How about taking me here while I still have time? I'm here After here, I haven’t visited the new hot spring city yet.”

"We are happy to help."

At this time, the sun rises, and the new hot spring city wakes up from its deep sleep, showing her charming vitality.

The stout miners left the house in good spirits. They sang rough but full of vitality labor songs, and walked to the mines outside the city in orderly steps to mine the minerals needed by the players.

The doors of the shops were opened one by one, and the freshly baked bread was put out, held up by the leaves of the walking grass, and delivered to the hands of every resident.

The automatic suspended board in the sky starts to move, and the semi-finished products are transported back and forth in the air, and the products from different factories are transported to the designated place, and then sorted by some skilled workers and processed into corresponding items.

Furniture, books, weapons of war...

Although the output is not high, the mysterious person still keenly feels that there is already a mature circulation system here, and the whole city can already start to export its products to the outside in a steady stream.

"How much iron is produced here?" the mysterious man suddenly asked while sipping some freshly baked bread.

"The current output is only 30 tons per day, which can only meet the needs of the city for the time being. However, we are expanding production and carrying out process transformation, and the progress is not bad."

While talking, a few slimes wearing yellow helmets hurriedly jumped past them, shouting frantically as they jumped: "It's going to explode! I knew that the magic iron-making method that the professor said doesn't depend on it." Spectrum!"

"Go to solve the hidden danger of explosion first, and then go to deal with that bastard professor!"

"Hurry up and... oh, it's too late."

Suddenly there was an explosion in the distance, and a mountain in the distance slowly collapsed amid the explosion, and it was unknown how many slimes would be buried inside.

Not long after, a group of resurrected slimes picked up the wrench and jumped angrily towards the place where the professor was.

"Hang the professor, hang the professor!"

"I knew it would be unreliable to let liberal arts students guide science students!"

"I hate nonsense people the most, especially this person has the title of professor."

"He must be hanged!"

The mysterious man pointed to the group of slimes: "What are they doing?"

"Everyday. You get used to it quickly."

"Well, I won't be surprised at what they do anyway. Take me up high, I want to see the city."

"this way please."

Taking the mysterious man to a nearby high mountain, the mysterious man felt the breeze on the top of the mountain and said with a smile: "Very nice wind, with a taste of happiness. I like this city, it is really special. I also like those Slimes, they are well suited to be rulers."

"Really? Why?"

"What they pursue is different from what the ruler pursues. In other words, their foothold and vision are different from the real ruler. A real ruler pursues stability and survival, and any change will bring unexpected problems, so they will not change until it is absolutely necessary. And they are human, they will be corrupt, they will be lazy, and they will completely degenerate.”

"What about the group of slimes?" The swordsman asked curiously.

"They are pursuing fun. It sounds ridiculous, but this is the least degenerate mentality. Fun means that they need to maintain strong curiosity and action at all times, which makes it difficult for them to create bureaucracy. After all, this mentality is the natural enemy of bureaucracy. I suggest you learn this way of thinking from them when you have time, which will be very helpful for you to become a manager in the future.”

"I will take your suggestion to heart."

While the two were chatting, the former Chosen One of the Rebellious God, the Rebel found them.

After the god of rebellion handed over his priesthood to Lu Fan, the rebel also transferred to Lu Fan's name and became Lu Fan's voter.

He first saluted the mysterious man, and then said to the swordsman: "Mr. Swordsman, can you leave for a while, I have some secrets to discuss with Mr. Mysterious man."

"I'm not qualified to know because of my authority?" The swordsman asked in surprise.

After all, his authority is basically equivalent to the deputy commander-in-chief of the Devil's Knights, and there are few things he cannot touch.

"Sorry, no." The traitor shook his head expressionlessly.

"Okay. Then I'll go back to find 3l for a while to practice."

After the rebel was sure that the swordsman had left, he aligned his hands with each finger and held a ceremony.

A cloud of fresh air emerged from his body, and then reorganized and deformed in the air, finally turning into Lu Fan's appearance.

Seeing the descending clone Lu Fan, the mysterious man was not surprised at all, but nodded slightly and said: "See God of Rebellion, glad to meet you."

"Me too, Mr. First Demon King."

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