Slime Immortal

But being stared at by the slime, he could only force a smile, suppress the feeling of nausea, and stuffed another moss monster into his mouth and swallowed it.

Only after he saw the chubby slime in front of him show a satisfied expression did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master... Master... I..."

Owner?

I didn't expect that people from other worlds also like this kind of weird name.

Is it some special fetish?

"Just call me boss."

"From now on, you will be the rider of this Shunfeng Forest Road. Understand?"

"Yes, boss!"

Even if you don’t understand, you must understand.

"Rider" sounds like a knight, and he guessed it was similar to the title of some of the gods' followers.

Compared to the secondary titles like Touch of Shadow and Son of Light... Arno was actually more satisfied with the title of "Rider", which reminded him of the hard but fulfilling time when he was a knight's squire at the border.

It was also at that time that his body began to show symptoms of petrification. Even though he later achieved excellent results in the knight training, he was still persuaded by the instructors to withdraw and return to the countryside.

Fortunately, there is a decent pension that can support life.

But when the precious grain and salt on the beast-carts fell into the hands of the gray-scale monsters, all the money was lost.

Arno subconsciously looked at the base of his right finger. The petrified spot seemed to become clearer, which made him feel worried.

"Are you worried about your illness?"

"Boss... can't my soul be exchanged for a healthy body?"

"It's not impossible, it just requires more than a dozen courses of treatment."

"Treatment?"

"Take off your clothes and lie down."

"Ah...take off...your clothes?"

It's so exciting right from the start.

Is there some evil ritual going on?

Arno steeled himself, gritted his teeth and did as he was told. He took off his shirt and lay down on the ground as if he had accepted his fate.

"Come on, boss."

For Laura and the child, he could endure even the most evil and painful ritual.

He didn't even care about death. His life was a worthless one anyway. As long as he could save enough money for Laura and the others to live on before he died, that would be enough.

He had long been aware that he had made a deal with the devil.

Chen Yu was gurgling with bubbles. He always felt that this human seemed to have misunderstood something.

"Be prepared, it's going to be a little painful."

To prevent Arno from moving around, Chen Yu slowly released a hallucinogenic factor, making him fall into a confused state.

Then he used his poisonous stinger to stab him in the back.

As expected, the first injection went astray again. Fortunately, the anesthetic effect of the hallucinogenic factor was very strong, and Arno didn't feel anything at all.

But he could feel the needle pricking his back, and finally understood why his back was burning with pain when he woke up last time.

It turns out they were all pricked by needles.

Chen Yu calmly pulled out the stinger that had been stabbed off, and then stabbed it with another stinger.

Fortunately, I didn’t get it wrong this time.

As this strange ceremony was going on, Arno's consciousness gradually became blurred, and several dancing figures appeared in front of him, all of them were his own naked selves.

In his confusion, he could hear the devil's questions, asking about his name, origin... He had no desire to resist and answered them one by one.

Until consciousness falls into complete sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Arno suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the ground.

Feeling the pain in his back gradually returning and his body becoming increasingly relaxed, he realized that what he had just experienced was not a dream.

"woke up?"

"You should go back before it gets dark, unless you want to stay here all night."

overnight?

Spending the night in this dangerous swamp with a demon by your side?

Arno suddenly shuddered, and his confused mind instantly became clear.

"No, no, boss, I won't bother you."

He was still hurrying to pack his things when two stinging bees landed in front of him, clutching something fishy and sweet wrapped in leaves.

"Stinger Bee Meat Pulp?!"

"For me, boss?"

"Well, I won't deduct the employee's salary for the delivery fee I give you."

"Remember to collect your rider mission before returning."

"Rider mission?"

Chapter 37 Civil Engineering Bible

"Have you heard? 'Miracle' Arno is back again."

"He also brought back rare goods from the depths of the swamp. His team made a killing!"

"So what are you waiting for? Take advantage of the Gray-Scaled Lizardmen's retreat and make a quick buck!"

Similar conversations erupted in every corner of the Adventurer's Guild.

In the noisy hall, human adventurers gathered in groups of three or five, discussing rumors with saliva flying. A few dwarves spoke loudly, drowning out the surrounding noise. In the corner, a half-elf ranger quietly wiped his short bow, but his ears moved slightly, obviously also catching information.

At this moment, the heavy oak door was pushed open with a creaky sound.

All the noise suddenly quieted down. A dusty figure stood in the backlight at the door, with swamp mud still stained on his leather armor. It was the center of the topic - Arno.

He ignored the dozens of gazes that were instantly focused on him, walked steadily through the crowd that automatically parted, and went straight to the task counter.

"Snapped!"

A leather bag emitting a faint fluorescent light and a strange fishy smell was thrown on the counter.

"The swamp specialties that the Alchemy Association wants are all here." His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard throughout the hall.

The clerk behind the counter was stunned for a moment, opened the bag and took a closer look, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Good...good of you, Arno. You are really Moonlight Moss."

He deftly counted out a small bag of heavy gold coins and pushed it in front of Arno.

Arno weighed his purse, a hearty smile playing on his lips. He turned around, facing the breathless adventurers in the hall, raised the bag of gold coins high, and said loudly, "Everyone, thank you for your hard work! Tonight at the Old Oak Tavern, there's plenty of drinks, it's my treat!"

After he finished speaking, the scene fell into dead silence.

Immediately afterwards——

Like a suppressed volcano erupting, the deafening cheers almost blew the roof off!

The adventurers who were just planning to go to the swamp to make a fortune, now looked at Arno with not only envy, but also a burning desire that was completely ignited!

Gan!

We must let those gray-scale bastards see how powerful we adventurers are!

Arno stood there, his smile unchanged.

All this was part of the boss's plan.

He didn't know why the boss wanted to deal with those gray-scale bastards, but it was obvious that the temptation of getting rich overnight was not something these adventurers who dreamed of getting rich all day could resist.

Before he brought back the wealth from the depths of the swamp, the swamp forest on the other side of the Reed River had always been a symbol of danger and barrenness in the eyes of adventurers. Only merchants and adventurers hired to escort caravans would go to the other side to do business.

But now the situation has changed. The swamp forest has become a treasure land in the eyes of adventurers, and those gray-scale bastards that once frightened him are about to usher in a group of fanatical human adventurers.

No matter how sharp the claws or how thick the scales, they cannot stop human greed.

Arno tossed the purse in his hand, turned around and left in a leisurely manner.

"Boss, my mission is accomplished."

……

"This piece of moon moss is planted under that tree."

"Wrong, it's not this tree, it's another tree that doesn't have poison frogs."

"Yes, this is it."

"Don't plant too much in one place. Use a little bit to entice adventurers to explore the swamp."

Chen Yu jumped around in the forest and swamp, directing the swarm of bees to "decorate" the periphery of the swamp.

This swamp is about to welcome the second wave of adventurers from the kingdom, so it naturally needs to be decorated more richly to leave a good impression in their eyes.

As for those gray-scale lizardmen?

They had long been frightened by the fanatical adventurers and migrated south to seek help from the gnolls.

How could a group of people who could abandon even their faith be loyal to the land?

Seeing that the outer decoration work was proceeding in an orderly manner, the idle Chen Yu began to patrol his swamp territory, so as to avoid being unaware of the invasion of his territory by jackals and hyenas from the southern forest.

After these days of exploration, he has figured out the extent of his swamp territory.

With the Oak Territory as the center, continue westward into the swamp, which is the territory of the corrupted crocodiles. Each of these crocodiles is a bronze-level monster.

These swamp puppies didn't run fast, but they took up space and blocked his way.