This Group of Players Are All Slimes

Throw it into the incinerator.

Lightly pronouncing the fate of the ant demon in front of him, the priest took a sip of tea and sighed, I still want to drink slime tea.

what did you say?

A ball of light flew in front of the priest and asked cautiously.

Did I say something? Ah, well, I think I did, but that doesn't matter, order, delete.

Immediately deleting this memory, the priest continued to drink tea leisurely.

The guide shook his head, feeling like he forgot something just now.

Refocusing on its own task, it said solemnly: Master Priest, I have to remind you that you have executed too many ant demons during this time, we originally had two thousand ant demons, but now It's less than a thousand.

Isn't there still a thousand? the priest said casually.

Hearing this sentence, the leader's heart composed of 1 and 0 appeared a wave of restless redundant data.

This piece of data disturbed it, giving it an urge to disobey its own instructions and tear the priest in front of it to shreds.

Sealing up this piece of data, it continued: The reduction of ants and demons has affected our administrative orders. Most of the ants and demons have begun to panic. This sentiment has already affected the ants and monsters. If this continues, our city operations will suffer. problem appear.

Then let them work overtime. Working sixteen hours a day should solve all the problems.

But……

Are you going to disobey me?

The priest's tone seemed to be laughing, but it made the guide feel an evil chill.

Withdrew silently, the guide felt that this priest was completely different from the priest he imagined.

Shouldn't the priests of the God of the Earth be more loving and kind?

Why……

Stopping in the empty corridor, the guide suddenly realized a problem?

What was it that met the priest of the god of the earth?

quickly flew to his room,

It quickly applied for a qualification to meet the great sage, and quickly went to the great sage's location after getting the consent.

Flying continuously towards the center of the city, it ignored the ants and demons saluting to itself, and arrived at the location of the great sage all the way.

After verifying its identity, it was allowed to enter the Great Sage's room.

Seeing the huge great sage, the guide found that the great sage was a little older.

The opponent's huge body was already covered with rust, and the original neat chassis had collapsed in a row, covered with green moss.

Fangzheng's face has already begun to have streaks, each of which is a trace etched by the years.

Saluting to the great sage, it flew towards the great sage and said respectfully: Master sage, I need your help.

After waiting for a few seconds, an intermittent electronic sound came from the loudspeaker on the side: Please say the key words.

I need to check my syslog.

Hiss... It is detected that the system time is incorrect, and the error is 18321 seconds. Do you want to correct the system time?

The system time is wrong, how is it possible, I just adjusted the system time five days ago, the error should not exceed 1 second! Someone deleted my system information?

Do you want to correct the system time?

Correct, and open the system log for me!

A dense system log appeared in front of the leader.

Quickly browsing these system logs, the guide found that every once in a while, a piece of information about himself was deleted.

Adding up the time corresponding to all the information, the guide found that the time was exactly 18321 seconds.

Is this the reason for the time error... The deleter is... Administrator 201!

Looking through the system logs along the way, the guide found that he had actually added a new account within 20 days.

Admin 201!

The other party has the second-highest authority here, directly added a new administrator account through the bottom layer, and forged it as an account that existed before.

20 days... Isn't this the time for the priests to cleanse before! Could it be that... there have never been any priests, this priest is an outsider!

The enlightened leader didn't care to say goodbye to the great sage, and immediately wanted to call other ant demons, and then arrest the fake priest.

But just as it was about to seek other support, it suddenly found itself unable to move.

A familiar figure stood in front of it, and said regretfully, Have I been discovered so soon? I thought I could hide it longer.

Priest? No, who are you?

Royal family, number 201.

The royal family...

Quickly calling up his own database, the guide directly opened the royal family's information interface, and instantly understood everything after reading it.

It turns out that our enemy is not slimes at all, but you! What have I done!

It's normal to throw your own creators and supporters into the incinerator, isn't it?

Damn it, you liar!

This is really the highest compliment. Also, thank you for telling me the position of the great sage. The authority of this position is too high, and I have never been able to get it.

Walking in front of the guide, the priest lifted the veil, revealing a beautiful face full of evil smiles.

She knelt down, picked up the guide who couldn't move, and said intoxicatedly: No matter how many times I admire this expression of despair, I will never get tired of it. Hate me as much as you want, and then despair. This despair is the most important thing. It’s the driving force that keeps me going.”

Looking obsessively at the guide, number 201 listened to the other's cursing contentedly, and then walked towards the incinerator step by step.

Opening the pipe of the incinerator, she pinched the guide and put him into the pipe, and said with a smile, Say hello to the burnt slime for me, good night.

Watching the guide fall into the pipe, number 201 turned and walked towards the great sage's room.

Walking on the carpet-like mossy road, she came to the great sage's room step by step, and saw the great sage here.

I see, are you a great sage?

In the spacious room, tens of thousands of processors are connected to the display in the middle.

The exposed wires have decayed and aged, and electric sparks will appear from time to time.

Almost half of the processors are not working, but the rest are still lingering, doing their jobs like hell.

Bypassing the processors, the priest walked towards the monitor.

What an ugly, yet exquisite instrument. It's different from the ghost mushroom used by No. 5, but it's just as wonderful. Turn on administrator privileges.

Administrator permissions are turned on.

Index end goal.

Check the identity of the opener, the opener is not a slime, refuse to open.

trouble.

Stretching his thumb into his mouth, the priest bit down, and then spat out the bitten off half of his thumb along with the blood in his mouth.

The thumb that landed began to squirm quickly, and it turned into an ordinary slime after a while.

A red light appeared from the scanner on the side, and after scanning the slime, it made a dull mechanical sound.

Identity confirmed, determined to be a slime. Start loading the last words.

A large number of ghost spores gathered here, and then formed a three-dimensional image of a human in the air.

The old man in a gray burqa bowed to the number 201 in front of him, and then said peacefully: Welcome back, great designer, our task has been completed. We have created creatures that are immune to the shadows of evil things. Out.