Xia Chuohe played games day and night until she died of exhaustion. The bad news: she didn't die completely and transmigrated into the monster-slaying game she was playing before her death – ...
As long as the slime remains on the table, this thing will be continuously attracted.
Lu Lei carefully dealt with the black slime, trying to avoid being corroded by it while simultaneously killing it. The delicate manipulation of the flames was extremely taxing, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.
Dong Er didn't have so many scruples. When dealing with these slimes, he would kill them one by one, or two by two.
Each time the black slime dies, it spits out clean, transparent slime, sometimes half a bottle, sometimes a whole bottle. In just two hours, both of them had accumulated about ten bottles of slime.
Lu Lei let out a heavy sigh. She was exhausted and needed to go back and rest. She could rest more during the day tomorrow and adjust her work hours to the evening, since hunting was much more efficient than gathering.
The two men's work was undoubtedly noticed by the other collectors. After realizing that the unknown substance could produce mucus, their eyes gleamed with excitement. Although they did not have Lu Lei and Dong Er's prior awareness, they could still make some gains by being careful.
Seeing that Lu Lei was about to leave, someone called out to her, "Don't tell anyone about tonight's events. The fewer people who know, the greater our chances of promotion."
At this moment, only six people remain alive in the entire collection room.
Lu Lei had no intention of getting into a fight with others, so he gave a lazy reply.
Seeing this, Dong Er quickly picked up the bottle full of mucus and followed behind Lu Lei.
Strangely enough, the slime couldn't possibly be left in the collection room for some dark creature to steal. "He" was carrying more than a dozen bottles filled with slime, while Lu Lei's hands were empty.
Based on this, Lu Lei must have at least two things: arson and space (combat pack).
Dong Huimiao felt envious. She only possessed the ability to shed her skin like a cicada, and carrying the slime back to her dormitory was like a child carrying gold in the street. She wondered if Lu Lei had any extra combat packs and if he could sell her one.
Winter destroyed the seedlings, tilting their heads to look at Lu Lei's waist.
Her gaze fell on Lu Lei's waving fingers as he moved, and she froze on the spot.