After getting the slime gel, Mark's route became even wilder.
Except for the fact that on the second day he met a hunter in a small mountain village, where he spent 1 silver to buy half a ham and half a pound of wild boar oil from the hunter.
In the next three or four days, he went into every mountain and hid in every forest.
Entering the forest was not only to avoid possible pursuit by members of the Holy Knights of the Church of Holy Light, but more importantly, he needed to go into the mountains to collect materials needed to make holy water, and also to look for monsters in the forest to improve his level.
Although he did not encounter a group of slimes as easy to bully monsters as he did on the first night, he did encounter some monsters such as water-shooting frogs, swift rabbits, and wood-eating rats in four days.
As his level quietly rose to lv.3, he finally collected enough materials to make holy water.
"10mL of slime condensate, 10mL of evening primrose juice, 80mL of water, 1g of blessed silver powder. Stir well and inject holy light magic..."
Mark sat on a boulder beside a valley stream, using the system panel to accurately select and divide materials.
Although he did not have the various convenient production and measuring tools in the church's workshop, Mark cleverly checked each material with the system to ensure the accuracy of the dosage before starting the last step, inputting his magic power into the crystal bottle containing the mixture.
He has developed physical instincts for every step of making holy water, but even so he cannot make real holy water on his own.
Because the blessed silver powder is the silver powder scraped from the blessing utensils used by believers when they pray, it is still unknown whether the silver powder he prayed for in a state of disgust by holy light can be used to make holy water.
In addition, the holy light magic... well, he is also a priest. Although the magic emitted when using the cross necklace is black light, it is also light!
With a nervous mood, Mark watched the three liquids in the bottle slowly merge under the influence of magic, and finally turned into a bottle of clear, transparent, colorless and odorless liquid. His nervous heart relaxed a little.
"At least judging by the color, this is holy water!"
Mark dropped a drop of "holy water" on the back of his hand and felt no discomfort.
Then Mark shook his head in self-mockery.
"Indeed, the materials used to make holy water are originally some mild, low-level magical items. Even if the production fails, it will only become inferior holy water with weak effects. It is unlikely to cause serious adverse reactions like some explosive potions."
Even so, the necessary experiments still need to be done.
Mark brought the cloth bag containing the little slime in front of him, opened the bag and said, "Come on, little guy, let me give you something good to eat!"
The little pink slime that was caught on the first day has now completely given up on escaping from Mark's clutches.
These past few days, whenever Mark stopped, he would release it and let it release fireballs to attack him. When its magic power was exhausted, he would throw it on the fire and let it absorb the fire element.
The little slime experienced the painful cycle of eating when full and vomiting, and eating again after vomiting.
It doesn't know about other things, but now it can fire 100 fireballs in 10 seconds to consume all its fire elements at once.
If it weren't for Mark's high "spirit" attribute, he would have lost half his life if not died after being attacked like this within 10 seconds.
Looking at the crystal bottle that Mark placed in front of him, the clever little slime already understood what Mark meant.
Without any hesitation, it wrapped the crystal bottle into its body and swallowed the liquid in the bottle into its stomach.
It’s not that the little slime didn’t feel the strange and heart-pounding magic emanating from the bottle of water, but it was afraid that if it hesitated for even a second longer, it would suffer the same fate as its brothers and sisters.
"Hmm~"
A 100mL portion of "holy water" fell into the stomach, and the little slime burped and spit out the crystal bottle. Then the pink little slime turned over as if it was full, and lay on the stone without moving at all.
"!? Gah!"
After poking the little slime and seeing it twisting twice on the spot, Mark was sure that it was not dead. He did not dare to try the holy water easily. He could only wait until the next day to see how the little slime was doing.
That night, without the little slime to do Gatling-style artillery coverage training, Mark took a bottle of Swift Rabbit's blood that he had saved and went into the woods alone to lure the beasts and monsters in the forest.
By the time he returned to the camp to rest, his level had reached lv.4.
When he woke up the next day, the little slime had returned to normal. Compared to the past when he would nervously curl up into a small ball when he saw Mark.
The little slime that woke up that day actually circled around Mark affectionately, and its pair of red eyes looked at Mark expectantly.
"Hmm? You still want holy water?"
Looking at the little slime's performance, Mark guessed.
“Hmm!”
The little slime's body expanded and contracted as if to confirm Mark's question.
Mark couldn't help but feel puzzled as he watched it grow from the size of a football to the size of a basketball.
Under normal circumstances, if a slime consumes holy water, its size will indeed change due to the absorption of some magic power.
But the more obvious change should be that the original elements of the slime will be assimilated by the powerful holy light elements in the holy water, and finally transformed into holy light slime.
But not only did this little slime not turn into a holy light slime, the fire element in its body seemed to have become more active.
"Is it because the amount of holy water I used wasn't enough? Or is it because my magic power is no longer connected to the holy light, causing the properties of the holy water to change?"
Although Mark could be considered a science and engineering man in his previous life, he had long forgotten all the experimental methods such as controlling variables that he learned in college.
He could only make assumptions about the current situation based on his common sense and the original owner's memories.
Whether the holy water is effective or not depends on the subsequent changes of the little slime. At least one thing is certain, the holy water cannot even kill low-level monsters like the slime, so it should be non-toxic.
In addition, the slime's size has grown, so the holy water still has a certain effect.
"Okay, I can try it myself tonight. Give the little one another bottle first."
When the little slime excitedly drank the holy water and lazily slept in the cloth bag again, Mark picked up his bag and headed northwest again.
After four days, he finally walked out of the influence of the Wine City Diocese.
The next area to enter is the Boulder City Diocese. Compared to the Wine City Diocese, which is under the extremely strong control of the Holy Light Church, the Kingdom Legion in the Boulder City area is much stronger.
After arriving here, he can enter the town to look for the convoy heading to the Warcraft Mountains.
"If my holy water can be sold, then I'll just hire a carriage. If not..."
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