This Group of Players Are All Slimes

The editor looked at Mather strangely: "I didn't expect you to like killing relatives? Although I can't understand this after watching so many demons, but I still think this is a bit strange."

"They have been polluted by evil things." Jin's face was serious, "We found out when we first entered. After all, we have dealt with evil things a lot. I can feel that special atmosphere."

The little boy looked around nervously, then nodded like a sewing machine: "That's right, that's right, that's right, I felt it as soon as I entered."

"It's your favorite food!"

"I was paralyzing the enemy."

Martha slapped the little boy into the soil, staring at the editor and said, "This is a very heavy decision, but it is a necessary sacrifice. So I hope... where are you going?"

"take a look."

A group of people looked at the ball and jumped into it.

The editor who walked into the village immediately knew that Mather was right.

This place is indeed full of the atmosphere of evil things, and the atmosphere of disobedience is everywhere.

An old man sat at the gate of the village, looking at the crops outside with joy, and the smile on his face became brighter after seeing the editing hand.

"A slime, you can drink slime soup tonight."

"You have a good appetite."

"Of course... speak!"

Although I have seen it many times, editors never get tired of this trick that surprises others.

Observing this terrified old man, the editing hand really felt a strong evil spirit on him.

However, the blessing of the nameless god also had an impact on him, making him realize that the other party also had a part of the sacred aura.

The Blessing of the Nameless God is a new game created by the professor to benefit all players.

All players can receive a blessing from the Nameless God. This blessing can make them feel the presence of the god more easily, further improve their physical fitness, and at the same time slightly improve the effect of their special skills.

With this blessing, the editor quickly felt the presence of a god in the other party.

"It's interesting. Is the god polluted by evil things, or is the god using evil things?"

Without breaking this one bit,

The editor said friendlyly: "I'm sorry, I'm a traveler cursed by the demon god, looking for my hometown. It's getting late, can you let me rest for a night, I promise I don't have any malicious intentions. Of course, I will also give money."

After listening to the editor's words, the old man quickly woke up from his panic.

Holding the editor's hand in his arms, he touched the smooth body of the editor's hand, and lamented: "Poor kid, it must be quite uncomfortable to become a slime."

"It's okay, but I can't ghs."

"I understand, I understand. I was very good at playing when I was young. It is really troublesome if I don't. Please meet the village head with me. The village head may have something to do."

The village head here is an aunt who is over fifty years old, and the years have been adding traces to her body, making her fatter and fatter.

The village chief, who weighed more than two hundred catties, took the slime from the old man's hand with a smile: "Here you are, what gift do you bring?"

"No, why are you all so fond of it? What are you doing with slimes?" asked the editor, who was thrown into the pot, floating on the water.

"Milk tea cake... I've spoken!"

"I like your reaction."

The editor who was fished out wiped the water off his body with a towel, and then said to the apologetic village chief, "Don't worry, I'm almost used to it. Back then, we were boiled like this by the brat."

"Your experience is really rich." The village head said with a smile, "Then do you have any interesting stories, can you tell me?"

I heard that the village head had an interesting traveler here, and from time to time someone would come over to listen to his story, and the surprise reaction made the editor feel very interesting.

Randomly pick out one of his big adventures and tell everyone, and the editor is also silently observing the performance of this group of people.

It's normal.

Each of them is mixed with the aura of evil and gods, but these two auras are not compatible with each other, but maintain a balance in a special way.

It is as if there are heavy objects on both sides of the seesaw, and there is a bottomless abyss below. The things on both sides of the seesaw hate each other's existence, but they cannot leave each other.

At noon, the village head remembered something, and said with a smile: "It's time to eat, would you like some milk tea cakes, this is our specialty. You need to use the freshest slime, and you can eat it after processing. It tastes a bit like jelly, and the taste is also very good after drying."

"I always feel like this shouldn't be something I can eat. Keep it simple."

After eating something, the editor heard the bell tower ringing in the town.

The village chief, who was packing up the dishes, looked up at the bell tower, and said to the editor on the dining table, "Sorry, it's time for our prayers. We need to pray to the gods and thank him for providing us with a living environment in this troubled world. Do you want to pray with us?"

"Well... that's fine."

Jumping onto the shoulders of the village head mother, the editing hand followed the village head mother to the small church below the bell tower.

This is a small church that has not been built for a long time, and it looks like it was transformed from a pigsty, and there is an animal smell everywhere.

The village head mother who came in put the editor's hand aside, then skillfully put a sheet on her body, and walked to the front.

"The prayers during the day have officially begun."

"You're still a priest!" the editor couldn't help shouting.

Looking around, the editor found that everyone in the village was here, and they were all in normal condition.

I thought this place was bewitched by evil or gods, so some weird things should appear here, but this place is more ordinary than imagined.

The village elder mother wrapped in a bed sheet licked her fingers, turned over a page of the book, stared at the words on it and read: "The left side is bad, and the right side is also bad, but it is good when both sides appear at the same time."

"Beauty is bad, and ugliness is also bad, but neither beautiful nor ugly is good."

After listening to these prayers, the editor quickly contacted the professor and sent them over.

"Professor, find out which god's prayer this is."

"The god of balance, a medium god, what's wrong?"

"You reply in seconds! Have you checked it?"

"I've memorized thousands of god's prayers, what's wrong?"

"What are you doing with this thing on your back? Are you going to save the world?"

"You're saving the world, what's wrong?"

The editor didn't know how to reply for a moment.

High IQ is amazing!

Never forget!

If you have this time, can you do some serious scientific research? Memorize things here.

After calming down the envy and hatred in his body, the editor continued: "I saw something interesting while doing the task here, let me explain it to you."

After reading the editor's explanation, the professor pondered for a moment, and then said, "You stay in place for one night. If I guess correctly, there should be a prayer at night."

"But it's hard for me to get up at night."

"Then give me your number, and I'll come."