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"Hehe, humans do have names, but monsters don't need that kind of thing."

"Idiot. If you can communicate, there's no need to give it a name. That's your family's business, not mine. I just gave it to you because I thought it would be inconvenient to call you that."

"No, but..."

"Please wait! Naming is very dangerous, and this time we are doing it for a high-end race—"

The red-haired ogre seemed at a loss, and the peach-haired female ogre tried to dissuade him.

Isn't that the danger? Using too much magic will make you fall asleep. As long as I don't pick a bunch of names at once like before, it should be fine.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's okay!"

I ignored the peach-haired ogre's words and immediately thought of a name.

The ogres seemed bewildered, but I pretended not to notice.

Then, I started naming according to the usual practice.

This time, let's do something different.

Looking at the ogres' hair color, their names came to mind effortlessly.

The red-haired ogre is called "Red Pill".

It sounds like the name of a young warrior, and matches his vigorous temperament.

The princess's name was "Zhunai".

She has peach-colored hair and a wealth of knowledge about wild plants. I think it's a perfect match.

The white-haired old ogre is called "Bai Lao".

He gives the impression of being a veteran official, and calling him "old" is in line with his appearance.

The blue-haired ogre can be called "Souei".

That attack from the shadows earlier was dangerous. Anyone else would have been in danger.

Let’s call the purple-haired female ogre “Shiyuan”.

The frizzy hair tied behind her head reminds people of flowers.

The black-haired ogre is called "Kurobei".

He looks both rugged and likable, which makes people feel good about him.

I named each of them.

I was smug about my success. These names came out effortlessly, clearly a divine intervention.

At this moment, I was feeling good about myself, but suddenly I felt weak.

Huh? This feeling is—

When I realized it, it was too late.

I went into hibernation.

I just had my magic energy sucked away by six people, how could this happen...?

As I was wondering, my body transformed back into a slime. It lost its autonomy, its human form completely undone.

"Huh, slime?"

"No way! Are you a slime?"

I listened to everyone talking at once, but I couldn't say anything back.

The ogres cried out in fear, but they could not escape the disaster.

Like me, they seemed to suddenly feel exhausted and fell down one after another.

What happened?

To solve this question, we can only wait for the magic energy to recover.

*

One night later.

This hibernation was more severe than the previous ones. Although he was still conscious, he was in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

My memory also became fuzzy, as if something soft was pressing against me, and a pleasant smell surrounded me, making me feel light and floating. It seemed that someone was gently caressing me, but I had no way of confirming whether all this was true or not.

Maybe I'm thinking too much.

"Shion, how long are you going to hold Rimuru-sama in your arms? It's almost time for someone else to change!"

"Miss Shuna, what are you talking about? What's the point of changing shifts? I'll take care of Rimuru-sama.

Gu, please ask Miss Zhu Cai to go and rest."

"Shiyuan! You should know your limits. I already said I would take care of you!"

I vaguely heard this kind of noise, but I must have heard it wrongly.

At that moment, the two of them seemed to be talking about all sorts of things about my body, and it was absolutely certain that I must have misunderstood.

Just treat it as an illusion.

Okay, let's see what happened?

When I woke up and saw six guys waiting in front of me, the answer immediately came to me.

Waiting in the front row was a handsome man with fiery red hair that looked like blazing flames.

His eyes were the same color as his hair, and he was staring at me with a determined look.

Who is this guy? Question marks popped up in my mind. I looked at him carefully and realized that he was the ogre called "Young Master" by the ogres - Hongwan.

Two jet-black horns sprouted from its head, emitting a light more beautiful than obsidian, poking out from between its bright red hair.

Originally a thick horn resembling ivory, it is now as slender and beautiful as a polished work of art.

He used to be a big guy, but now he is about 180 cm tall and has a lean build.

However, the amount of magic contained in his body is incomparable.

Although not as powerful as the Flame Giant, he could still feel considerable power.

Maybe I can break through to A level.

I didn't expect that just picking a name would lead to this...

I screamed from the bottom of my heart.

Next-

A beautiful girl hid beside Benimaru.

It must be Zhucai.

She was already cute and lovable, and her evolution made her even more astonishing.

What's going on now? Where did the princess come from?

No, no, no, I've surpassed the princess!

Her long, light peach-colored hair was slightly curled and tied into a bun at the back.

Her horns were like white porcelain, her skin was like snow, and her lips were more pink than cherry blossoms.

The red eyes were shining with water, staring at me intently.

Where did this beautiful girl come from? Even the 2D characters are inferior to her.

She looked petite, perhaps around 150cm tall, and exuded an air of protection that made one want to protect her.

The old ogre Bai Lao shows signs of rejuvenation.

It would not be surprising if he was so old that he could die at any time, but now he looks like he is only in his prime.

His lower body looked strong, and he seemed to have regained most of his lost strength. This look was truly unnerving.

The white hair and black eyes remained the same, but the eyes became sharper.

Her hair was long and tied up, and there were small horns on both sides of her forehead.

He looks like a samurai, but I'm not sure I can win if I fight him now.

Let’s look at another female, Shion.

She seemed to have washed her hair carefully and combed it, and the frizzy hair at the back of her head became much more flowing and smooth. The hair was very beautiful with a purple glow, and it looked very good in a ponytail.

Seen from the front, the obsidian-like horn on her forehead divides her hair into two halves, making the hair symmetrical on both sides.

The purple eyes stared at me.

Her skin was white, her lips were bright red, and she seemed to have put on some light makeup, which made her look less wild and more beautiful.

He should be about 170 cm tall.

Her figure was slender like a model's, except for one particular part that was desperately trying to show itself off. I couldn't take my eyes off it, perhaps it was instinct from my past life as a man. Now I was in slime form, so thankfully she didn't notice where I was looking.

She looks great in a suit. I hope she can be my secretary.

I believe this from the bottom of my heart.

Souei is about the same age as Benimaru.

His skin is slightly dark, and he has blue-black hair.

A single, pure white horn extends outward from the center of the forehead.

The azure eyes, which held a strong will, matched her light black skin very well.

He and Benimaru are different types of handsome men, and they are of similar height.

Whether it's Benimaru or Souei, they're both incredibly handsome. One represents fire, the other water, one dynamic, the other still, exuding completely different aesthetics.

It's really annoying to be so impeccably handsome. There's nothing I can do about the above thoughts popping up in my mind.

Kurobei is a middle-aged man.

To put it nicely, he is a mature man, to put it bluntly, he is a bearded uncle.

Among a group of handsome and beautiful ogres, he is the only one who doesn't fit in.

Black hair, black eyes and brown skin.

There are two white horns on both sides of his forehead, and he looks a little apologetic.

This ordinary appearance is actually the most approachable.

After seeing those two handsome men, Kurobei's ordinary face seemed more reassuring.

He seems to be about the same age as me, and I feel like I want to have a good relationship with him.

That's pretty much it for the six of them.

It's not just the appearance that changes.

Hongwan and his friends evolved from the Great Demon Clan to the Demon Human Clan.

Just like how goblins evolved into the advanced race called Knife Goblins, ogres also evolved into the Ghost Race.

The size has decreased, but the strength has increased a lot.

Everyone has reached level A or above.

I thought I was seeing things, they really were all beyond A-level.

No wonder the magic energy was depleted in one go.

It seems that when naming a high-level monster, the corresponding magic energy will be sucked away.

The evolution of monsters is directly proportional to the amount of magic energy used - I have obtained this valuable experimental data.

If I'm not careful, I might die horribly from the drying up of my magic essence. After all, just now my magic essence dried up so much that I was half asleep and half awake.

It would be safer to be more careful when naming in the future.

While admiring the changes in these six ghosts, I reflected on myself for a moment.

However, it would be terrible if they betrayed me one day...

While I was still worried about this, Benimaru spoke up: