This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Although I already know the correct way to deal with this scripture, it is not easy to actually do it.

The compiler of this sacred book is definitely a foolish genius. Every word he compiled has a demagogic effect, making every line of text full of ignorance and madness.

With the current strength of the players, it is very easy to destroy the God of Foolishness, but it is very difficult to destroy the opponent's thoughts.

To destroy a thought requires ten times the strength and a hundred times the time. Unless it is the kind of obviously wrong idea, it is difficult to complete it in a short time.

And the Holy Book of the Idiot God has already called itself a system. It is the ravings of mental patients and the dreams of fools. The craziest and most chaotic content in the world is concentrated here, and it cannot be processed rationally.

Ron tried not to understand what was in the tome, but the ignorance turned his mind around.

Memorizing these contents alone caused an irreversible change in Ron's consciousness.

In the process of reading, he felt that his consciousness became more and more blurred, and his mind became more and more dull.

The whisper of the foolish god rang in his ears, and every note had the effect of evaporating rationality, making him seem to see endless illusions.

"Be stupid, be crazy."

"Abandon reason, and you will have endless happiness."

"Join us, join us, join us."

He felt as if he was dancing on a steel wire on the cliff, and if he was not careful, he would be blown into the cliff by the strong wind and be smashed to pieces.

Every time he reads an additional page, there will be more revenge in his consciousness, and that ignorance is eroding his will, making him think about the abyss of ignorance.

Whenever this time, he would think of a figure.

It was a figure that shouldn't exist, but he made up for it by relying on his own imagination.

The soft world was covered with white snow, and the exquisite snow field still had the afterglow of last night's storm. The magnificent scenery was unobstructed in front of him, and a lazy voice sounded in his ears.

"Do you want to explore again?"

"Well, let's have breakfast first."

The uneaten breakfast hung in front of Ron like a carrot, and the male instinct pulled him back from the brink of rational collapse in time, and faced the holy scriptures in front of him again.

Wiping off the nosebleed, Ron opened his bloodshot eyes wide and said to himself, "My breakfast!"

When Satan Ye found out that Ron hadn't gone out for three days, he suddenly realized something and rushed into Ron's room immediately.

There, Ron was completely invisible.

The poison of ignorance was affecting his consciousness, and his consciousness began to react against the body.

The entire room is covered with colorful mushrooms, and a large number of spores are sprayed here, filling the room with spores of various colors.

Ron by the desk was covered in mushrooms, and a large number of empty jars were piled up on one side. They were once filled with nutritional ointment that could be used by ten people for a month, but now they are all empty.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ron, who was covered in mycelium, seemed to be burning ashes, and said to Satan Ye behind him, "I'm done."

"Ron..."

"I've figured it out, but my rationality is about to evaporate."

"I'll call the professor over here!"

"It's useless. My brain has been occupied by mushrooms. The God of Ignorance has communicated with the Outer Gods a long time ago. These mushrooms are also a kind of evil. They are similar to ghost mushrooms, but they are more aggressive. I have already cultivated the mushrooms with my body, and there are my notes next to the scripture on the table. Call Farmer Slime, they can figure it out."

The farmer player Darwin who rushed over quickly isolated the place, inactivated the surrounding area of ​​the room, and then rushed in with the experimental equipment.

After launching a large number of special skills, Darwin held the experimental data and said: "It has been checked clearly that these mushrooms are indeed ghost mushrooms."

"But, ghost mushrooms are not..."

"That's right, they are very peaceful, but that is our improved version. This version is the parent of the ghost mushroom. This parent can explain many things about the ghost mushroom, including its origin, its use, etc."

"I don't care about that, I only care about whether Ron can survive!"

Darwin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, but...he is no longer Ron."

"What's the meaning?"

"The whole mushroom is an evil thing. It releases spores, and these spores will enter the bodies of demons and humans, and then start to replace the brain. If we are not wrong, this is also one of the backhands of the God of Ignorance. As long as you can read and understand the holy scriptures completely, this mechanism will be triggered. The toxin of ignorance is essentially this spore. Give us a little more time, and we can find out how to deal with it. But Ron..."

"You mean to say that Ron is already the priest of the foolish god!"

"Yes. But this is passive, not active. But then, as more and more heads are replaced, his behavior will become more and more like the priest of the foolish god. By then, he will look like Ron, but he has become something completely different."

After listening to Darwin's explanation, Satan Ye felt his mind go cold.

He tried in vain to conceive a plan from his own mind, but he found that there was nothing he could do.

But Ron laughed.

Like an elder, he said to Satan Ye: "It's okay, I am voluntary. Use my body as much as you want, I believe you can do it."

"Don't say your last words at this time! You can still hold on!"

"It's useless, my consciousness has become more and more chaotic. In this life, I have known you, the swordsman, Julia, and most importantly, I have known Terra. My life has no regrets... Sorry, I lied, but it is actually full of regrets."

With a long sigh, Ron twisted his neck, which was already full of hyphae, and looked out the window: "I really want to have breakfast with Tyra."

After saying this, Ron quietly closed his eyes and chose death.

At the moment when his vitality was cut off, the mushrooms on his body began to spread rapidly, and finally surrounded him completely, turning him into a white statue.

In the sky, the demon king who abides by the iron rules also noticed this side, and then waved his weapon.

The traces of fate were changed, and Ron's trajectory after reincarnation was corrected to the right track, turning into a tiny thread in the long river of fate, linking this reincarnation with the next reincarnation.

The closed loop is like a gear, so that the two worlds have enough gaps so that they can bite together when they are close, and finally merge.

Ron's departure is full of meaning. He made the ghost mushroom appear for the first time, and he also used his death to bring the two worlds closer.

And that fate is my gift to you.

Go ahead, Ron.

Goodbye, weakling.