This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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A magical animal. Cai Mao looked at the behemoth in front of him and said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

The magic of animals. Zhang Yun couldn't help but said.

When they learned that this group of slimes had captured a monster lair, the two guys immediately came from the hot spring city just to meet this legendary thing.

They are a veterinarian and a pet shop owner. They came here immediately after learning that there was a novelty here, and felt that the trip was worthwhile.

They're now in a basement that's about the size of a basketball court, with walls and floors sealed with quick-drying cement to make sure there aren't any gaps left.

In the middle of the basement, there exists a terrifying behemoth.

From the outside, it looks like a strange sculpture formed by splitting a pomegranate in the middle and connecting bright red pomegranates in series.

However, unlike normal pomegranates, each of its pomegranates is alive.

Every ten seconds or so, these pomegranate seeds would collectively jump, and a few ripe pomegranate seeds would fall from the tree due to the vibration of the jump, and shatter on the ground, releasing the hidden monsters inside.

More than a dozen pipes were connected to the monster's lair from above, and countless pastures slanted from the inside into the hollow above the monster's lair, and then transformed into nutrition for the monster's lair.

With sufficient nutrition supply, almost every shock can give birth to more than a dozen monsters.

After these monsters were born, they immediately turned around and ate up the remaining parts, and then began to attack the surrounding slimes, but they would be suppressed immediately.

The suppressed monsters will be used according to Cai Hao and Zhang Yun's judgment, and then managed separately and sent to different locations.

As a result, a steady stream of animal husbandry processing plants was established.

Sensing the business opportunity, the president of the Chamber of Commerce quickly signed a training agreement with Grant, and successfully extended the claws of capitalism to Changfeng City.

It is estimated that it won't be long before a large number of alchemists and rich people who like excitement will come back here to enjoy riding nightmares and taste the taste of special monsters.

When Cai Hao and Zhang Yun were feeling the magic of this thing,

The swordsman also came here with the help of Grant.

Staring at the throbbing monster lair in front of him, the swordsman felt that he had already seen the magic of this group of slimes, but every time they could play some new tricks for themselves.

How did you do it? Throwing this thing to Roland Church can change an honorary bishop. The swordsman stared at the monster lair in front of him, and finally couldn't help asking.

It's not too much trouble. We asked Wang Lang to communicate with it. Classmate Wang Lang, say hello here and make us aware of your existence. Cai Mao twisted his neck and shouted down.

At the bottom, Wang Lang took off his stethoscope, and waved his body upwards kindly.

Afterwards, he put on the ear hooks again, put the medical head on the tree trunk, and nodded his head rhythmically: Well, the pasture is a little dry, I want more water, no problem, the water supply will increase by 10%!

The swordsman was speechless again.

He pointed to Wang Lang below, and asked blankly: Is he crazy, or is he really communicating with the other party?

Don't speak ill of Brother Wang, he is the conscience in this game.

The swordsman is not used to the strange words that this group of slimes pop up from time to time.

He nodded perfunctorily, and continued to ask: In other words, he is indeed communicating with this monster lair?

That's right! Wang Lang's special ability allows him to hear the other party's voice, and it's very easy to communicate with the other party. But the other party seems to have very little will, so he can only say 'hungry', 'thirst', and 'touch me' , words like 'Daddy~'.

Dad? His hobbies are really strange.

They said don't arrange my family Wang Lang! According to Zhang Yun and I's speculation, this monster lair should have just been born, and happened to meet Wang Lang who can communicate, so it was contained in time. Now Wang Lang is communicating with the other party how it is. Born.

Why did you do that?

Cai Mao and Zhang Yun's eyes immediately brightened with excitement: It must be to find the other party's base camp, and then plunder the monster's lair! Such a good source of animal products, it would be a pity not to get them.

The swordsman really didn't know what to say when he saw that the monster lairs that had been rumored in other places turned out to be a commodity that this group of slimes dreamed of.

But out of trust in this group of slimes, he still sat down and was going to see how they were going to deal with it.

After all, if the monster lair can really be solved, it will be a good thing for everyone.

Wang Lang's work is very monotonous.

He just kept listening to the vague voice in the opponent's body, translated the 50% through his own skills, and then figured out the remaining 50% of the content through the context.

Although it was a very monotonous job, Wang Lang did it very seriously.

For him, language is not just a tool of communication but also a history of race.

Their first howl, their worship of the sun, stars, moon, and surrounding living environment will all be reflected in the language. Translating a language is like exchanging with an ancient civilization, and the fun of it makes him never tired of it.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Lang finally let out a sigh of relief.

Picking up the heavy translated text on the ground, he jumped onto the crane beside him, signaling other players to pull him up.

Finding that Wang Lang already had research results, Cai Mao and Zhang Yun immediately jumped forward and asked, Have you got any results?

Yes. Wang Lang nodded affirmatively, I was misled by the other party's pronunciation at first, thinking that it was their language. But in fact, it was the other party's consciousness, and the other party was actually thinking with blood. They language is another language.

what language?

Wang Lang hesitated for a moment.

The following content may be a bit unbelievable, but he has ruled out many possibilities, leaving only one possibility in the end.

After eliminating all impossibilities, what remains must be the truth.

Firming his own judgment, Wang Lang said slowly: The language of vampires. He, no, it should be that she has many descriptions of blood, but the description of sunshine is pitiful, which led me to Vampires. According to this idea, I recompiled the previous text, and finally determined that she used the language of vampires.

A group of players looked at the giant in the middle in disbelief: You mean, she used to be a vampire?

Yes. And she frequently mentioned a person, the first generation.

The most perfect human being created by the gods? Isn't that what you've been doing recently when you take off your clothes?

Yeah. Wang Lang moved his body, turned around and said to the swordsman, It happens that you are here, I have a question to ask, how often do monster lairs appear recently?

The swordsman recalled the situation this year, then nodded and said: Indeed, the frequency has increased significantly in the last year.

That's right, I don't know why this kind of thing happened, but I'm sure it has something to do with the first generation. Now is not the time to hesitate. Let's go to Grolin quickly, and then take off your clothes Convergence, otherwise something bad may happen.

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