Slime Immortal

Anvil shook his head, dispelling those absurd images.

In any case, this is the only chance at hand.

He asked in a humming voice, his tone becoming serious.

"Please tell me, messenger, what should we do?"

"It's very simple. Didn't I tell you the method already?"

"In four days, a demonic tide will hit the mining area. Taking advantage of the chaos, you can hold the Corruption Trial. Then, the kingdom's army will cooperate with you, and you can overthrow the rule of those greenskins."

"Demon Tide?"

Anvil's heart trembled, but he was more concerned about another issue.

"What if...what if the Goblin Army gets reinforcements?"

Slime's answer was clear and concise, even a little self-righteous: "Then run."

It is not realistic to completely occupy this mining area at this stage, and we will always face the threat of the legion.

It would be better to first train a slave agent army in the dungeon, and conduct guerrilla warfare to harass the goblins from time to time. This is definitely better than defending them to the death.

Anvil fell into deep thought.

Although the ideas of this slime messenger sound a bit... unconventional, upon closer inspection, they are extremely pragmatic and sophisticated, and are by no means blindly impulsive.

This made him raise his opinion of the "Slime Kingdom" a little bit.

After pondering for a moment, this tough dwarf who had experienced many hardships suddenly showed a hint of shyness on his face, which was extremely inconsistent with his temperament, and his voice became a little lower.

"Well, respected envoy, there is another very practical problem."

He scratched his head innocently and asked, "Excuse me...is there any food in your kingdom?"

"I'm hungry and exhausted. Let alone beating up those damn greenskins, I'm afraid Kane and the others won't even make it through the trial..."

Uh...that's indeed a problem.

Chen Yu, who was secretly watching, also realized this.

Plans and courage alone are useless without food.

But the landlord has no surplus food. The moss monsters in the territory are not enough for the stinging bees to eat, and he is still eagerly hoping to trade food with the tree spirit territory.

From this perspective, opening up a channel to the territory of the tree spirits and conducting trade is an urgent matter.

"No...it's just some food, wait for me."

The nanny brothers jumped to the ground, picked up the little fat boy and left.

The two groups of slimes finally returned to the Obsidian Outpost along the original route, and Chen Yu immediately took action.

He summoned a corps of monsters and patrolled the area around the cave in a hurry. He caught any unlucky earthworms he saw and worked for a long time, equipping all the beetles stationed at the outpost with the "accelerated excavation" function.

Before dark, he finally assembled an "elite" engineering team consisting of fifty beetles with "accelerated excavation" level 2, and all of them were deployed to dig a passage leading to the territory of the tree spirits.

Chen Yu himself also took part in the construction, using local materials and continuously practicing the "turning mud into stone" method, instantly shaping the excavated soil and rock fragments into regular rock bricks, and then mixing them with tough tree roots to quickly build a solid channel support structure.

The speed suddenly became much faster.

After a day and night of struggle, the earth at the end of the passage collapsed, revealing an empty secret room filled with poisonous fog.

Wuhu!

Finally dug through!

Although the final direction deviated slightly from the planned location, this poisonous fog chamber just happened to lead to the entrance to the dungeon in the territory of the tree spirits.

Moreover, the poisonous fog itself is a natural barrier that can prevent some strange creatures from breaking in.

To be on the safe side, he also set up a maze in the secret room and built a simple fortress.

After finishing all this, Chen Yu began to calculate his family assets.

Excluding the talismans consumed to maintain the daily operation of the monster army, he still had about fifteen talismans available in stock.

Each one was of great value, equivalent to a magic scroll, and the magic scroll was clearly priced at twenty gold coins in the Adventurer's Guild in the human town, which was enough for a family of three to live comfortably for more than a year.

In human towns, the price of a pack animal cart loaded with about 2000 pounds of rye is usually around gold coins. In winter, it may rise to gold coins or even higher.

In this swamp, food is a harder currency than gold coins, and the price has to be two or three times higher.

In other words, if you want to buy a cart of grain outside the White Horse Kingdom this year, you are expected to spend about 75 gold coins.

That's why the people of the kingdom are trying so hard to become adventurers and merchants, traveling around the continent. They can earn much more than being an honest farmer.

If you could by chance pick up a magic scroll in a dangerous place, it would be enough to live a carefree life for a long time.

That unlucky guy Arno gambled his entire fortune just to make a profit from the price difference of this grain.

If this guy had really succeeded, I probably wouldn't have met him, let alone cured the petrification disease.

However, the specific transaction price will depend on the results of negotiations with the Dryad Territory.

Chen Yu estimated that the tree spirit might not be very interested in simply trading food unless the price of the talisman he offered was attractive enough.

What's more... the "expert" in charge of this crucial negotiation is Arthur, an honest and even stubborn undead knight.

broken.

Why do I feel like I'm going to lose before we even start talking?

Chapter 126 Relief Food from the Slime Kingdom

Root Language Forest.

It was overcast and rainy, and the forest was filled with the unique heat and humidity of summer. This bad weather seemed to indicate that this transaction would not go as smoothly as expected.

In old Bloom's farmhouse, after listening to Arthur's trading demands, the old undead hurriedly left in the rain, saying that he was going to ask someone who could make the decision.

Not until the sound of the dripping rain gradually subsided was the simple wooden door of the farmhouse pushed open again.

The first thing that caught my eye was a large leaf used to shelter from the rain, and then the elven wizard Iselin walked in.

She gently shook off the water droplets on the leaves, and her eyes first quickly swept across the room, briefly pausing on the Undead Knight Arthur, and then fell on the slime on his shoulder.

She touched her chest lightly with her hand and nodded slightly: "Greetings, Slime Lord."

The little slime swayed up and down in response.

Old Bloom then hurriedly and politely pulled out a wooden chair and said, "Miss Iselin, please sit down. The rain hasn't stopped yet. Thank you for the trouble."

"It doesn't matter."

Iselin responded lightly, put down the leaves, sat down with impeccable manners, looked at Arthur calmly, and got straight to the point.

"Lady Viola is aware of your territory's needs. She is watching this negotiation closely."

"The Root Tongue Forest has indeed been selling mushrooms, tubers, and some special dry food. Since our allies have needs, Lady Viola doesn't mind providing assistance in principle, but..."

She changed the subject slightly, tapping her fingers on the wooden table. "To conclude a deal, Lady Viola needs to see some...truly interesting merchandise."

Her eyes swept over Arthur's empty bag, and then glanced at the little slime, her meaning was clear: What can you come up with?

Iselin didn't have high expectations for this sudden deal.

Although human caravans are greedy, they are able to provide a stable supply of many of the materials needed by the forest.

The Slime Territory, which suddenly appeared, wants to intervene. It has to come up with something that will impress Lady Viola, or pay gold coins far exceeding the market price.

The soul fire in Arthur's eyes was floating, and he tried hard to recall in his mind the "negotiation words" that His Majesty had just urgently instilled in him.

"Thank you for your generosity, Lady Viola. I thought you might be interested in a special magic scroll." Arthur said according to the "script", his voice hoarse but trying to remain calm.

"Magic scroll?"

Iselin raised her slender eyebrows slightly, as if she was a little surprised, but then she returned to her composure.

"Although magic scrolls are considered good alchemical items, they are not uncommon on the shelves of human caravans. With all due respect, Lady Viola has limited interest in such items."

Chen Yu moved his body, "Arthur, line three."

"Yes."

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. He felt much more at ease with His Majesty's support. He straightened his bony frame.

"I'm not talking about a traditional magic scroll, but a special product of the territory, a kind of magical tree leaf. It can instantly cast a shield spell that is no weaker than a regular scroll, but the cost is much lower."

"Oh?"

Finally, a hint of what could be called "interest" appeared on Iselin's face, although it was very faint.

"A human merchant usually sells a low-level shield scroll for twenty gold coins. Mr. Arthur, what's the price of this 'magic leaf'?"

"Arthur, line seven, confront her."

Soul fire flickered in Arthur's eyes. "As far as I know, the price of magic scrolls sold by human caravans outside the kingdom, especially in special areas like the Rootwhisper Forest, has never been less than twenty-five gold coins. Miss Iselin, am I correct?"

Iselin's expression remained unchanged. She showed neither embarrassment at being exposed nor any rebuttal. She simply nodded calmly.

"The intelligence is accurate, indeed."

"Arthur, stand up and give me some pressure...even though you are just a skeleton."

Arthur obeyed, and the tall skeleton body stood up with a "creak", casting a shadow.

He looked down at Iselin with his hollow eyes and said sternly, "Miss Iselin, if human merchants can't offer a price, we can give you one magic leaf for twenty gold coins. How about that?"

Iselin did not answer immediately. She lowered her eyes slightly, as if concentrating on communicating with a mysterious existence, or as if she was quickly calculating in her mind.

After a few seconds, she raised her eyes.

"Lady Viola is somewhat interested in this product, but before discussing the price, we need to verify whether its effects are as you claim."

Arthur's tone didn't fluctuate at all.

"Yes, but the samples need to be collected at the entrance of the dungeon."

"Dungeon entrance?"

Iselin's brows finally knitted together, revealing a hint of doubt. "Your people...broke through the Goblin Legion's blockade?"

At this moment, Chen Yu jumped from Arthur's shoulder to Iselin's hand with a "pop".

"It's even simpler than that. We dug a tunnel directly into the Rootwhispering Forest. We made sure it was completely invisible and those greenskins couldn't find it."