Chapter 49

[Race: Elemental]

[Attribute: Grass]

[Magic: 100]

[Attack: 0]

[Defense: 0]

[Special move: Enhanced gastric acid]

[Enhanced gastric acid; secrete enhanced gastric acid to quickly digest the substances swallowed into the body. ]

…

"Ah, garbage slime?"

Dark's hand trembled, and he almost threw it away.

"So, is this a success or a failure?"

"Attack and defense are both 0, why don't you go to hell?"

After recording the data of "garbage slime", Dark was not really disappointed.

Since there is data to show that this refining is successful.

As for whether it can be used to dig out the use from the garbage, that is the magician's own ability.

…

(:.;?;Benefit;?;Benefit;?;Benefit;?;Benefit;?;Benefit;?;.)

What's going on? Shouldn't it be capped at 10,000 daily pushes?

What the hell is 18,000?

It's too much!

Can I change 5000 to 10000?

Please help me!

Chapter 62 Trash Slime

At least this "trash slime", although named "trash", is not... well, it is still very trashy.

In short, it is not useless.

Attack and defense are both 0, and it seems unsuitable for duels at present, but the special move "Strengthen Stomach Acid" can obviously be used to deal with trash.

Rather than calling it "trash slime", Dark prefers to call it "trash can slime"!

"Magic Summon!"

After using the normal summoning technique to summon the trash slime, Dark tried to strengthen "Pride I", "Pride II" and "Bliss I" successively.

It turned out that perhaps because the brain structure of the trash slime is too simple, it cannot show the symptoms of "Pride" and "Bliss".

And the intelligence level has not increased significantly.

According to the usual rules, the standard intelligence level of the magic elf should be 2.0.

But the intelligence level of this garbage slime seems to be between 1.0-2.0, only slightly stronger than paramecium.

It can understand commands, but reacts very slowly.

It's like there's a delay of more than 1000.

I don't know if it's because of some mistakes during the refining?

But when Dak thought of the cat hair and nails he threw into the No. 1 refining array, he felt relieved.

Magic technology is a new era technology developed on the shoulders of alchemy, and naturally inherited a certain degree of "equivalence principle".

As for the unequal part.

Mages usually jokingly call it: "Stealing from the Gate of Truth."

In short, it's something like this.

...

Next, Dak conducted an experiment according to the basic refining method of "Bird Beast Species-Grass Attribute".

As a result, this experiment completely failed, and the blank magic card was directly scrapped.

I don't know if it's because the "Bird Beast Species" does not match the cat hair of the cat grass?

In short, he summoned the garbage slime and disposed of the remaining waste.

Anyway, the harvest tonight is still very good.

Garbage Slime is really convenient for dealing with garbage. You don’t have to take out the garbage anymore!

After sorting out the experimental data, Dak decided to continue the experiment tomorrow night.

Then he fell asleep with a smile.

…

Ten o'clock…

In St. Marian, where there is a lack of nighttime entertainment, students, especially first-year students, generally do not sleep too late.

The common room is almost empty at 9:30 in the evening.

Most of them will move the entertainment place to their respective dormitories instead of staying in the common room.

The common room of the Knights' Academy.

The candlestick on the cross sword decoration is still burning.

It is the incandescent flame unique to magic candles. While it is bright enough, it also has a hint of softness that does not hurt the eyes.

In the corner of the common room.

Emma is probably the last one to return to the dormitory.

She always moves from the library to the common room at about nine o'clock.

This may be the last stubbornness of the little girl-she actually does not want to be completely disconnected from social interaction.

Dak was completely different in this regard.

It wasn't until there was no one in the common room that Emma pouted, picked up her books and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

The boys' and girls' dormitories were on the left and right sides.

Although the corridors were interconnected, there were two staircases on the first floor, so boys and girls usually walked on each side.

When Emma left, the candle on the candlestick went out automatically.

However, not long after, the candle lit up again!

Emma, ​​who had just walked up to the second floor, suddenly noticed a flash of light downstairs, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Who would go downstairs so late?

She was actually very curious.

So she went downstairs quietly, poked her head out of the stairs, and just saw Witt coming out of the common room!

"Witt Gold? Where is he going so late?"

Emma thought about following him.

But then she thought again, what does it have to do with her where he goes?

So Emma returned to the dormitory with her books.

…

But at the opposite staircase, another person quietly came down.

Robert Bloheim!

After washing up, Robert lay in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep, so he thought about looking for Witt to play another game.

But this time, he happened to see Witt sneaking out of the dormitory.

Based on a psychological reason that he himself did not know.

Robert did not say anything.

He had actually found Witt sneaking out at night more than once.

Every time he asked, Witt would stammer and change the subject.

Robert only knew that it was related to the "forbidden love" in Witt's hand.

"How can there be secrets between friends?"

Unlike Emma.

Robert followed quietly.

...

The night passed quietly.

The sun dispelled the darkness.

St. Marian soon came to the morning.

Dak woke up from his sleep and suddenly had an idea.

"If I cover my face with garbage slime, can it also absorb the dirt in my facial pores? Like a mask."

He tried it with his palm first and found that it was indeed a little useful.

Dak really covered his face with garbage slime, leaving only his nose and mouth.

The garbage slime slowly crawled on its face, and it felt a little cold and a little itchy.

But after five minutes, when it was taken off, it suddenly felt refreshed!

"Ah, this!"

Dak watched the specks of dirt being transferred from the surface of the translucent garbage slime to a small core inside, forming a small black dot.

Then the garbage slime used the skill "Strengthen Stomach Acid" to quickly digest the black dot.

"Is this the so-called magic elf without garbage? Love it!"

Washed his face again.

Dak looked at the face in the mirror and always felt that the pores had become much finer and the face was smoother.

"Such a useful magic elf, why has no one discovered it so far? Or are other garbage slimes different from mine?"

Thinking about going to the library to check it out at noon.

Dak packed up his textbooks and left the dormitory.

Impermon brought breakfast, and there was even a copy of the Great Sage Daily in the basket today.

Apparently, the halfling chefs liked Dark, the master of the familiar, too.

Dark read the newspaper to learn about the current affairs of the kingdom while eating sausage and egg with milkshake.

When he almost finished reading the newspaper, breakfast was over.

In the past, he would just put the dishes in the basket and let Impmon return it.

But in fact, this was not very good.

Today, he finally had an automatic dishwasher.

The garbage slime sauce quickly absorbed all the residue and milk stains on the dishes, and the whole set of tableware was brand new.

After Impmon returned the basket, the halfling chefs seemed a little surprised, and they all felt that the son of the Valkyrie had grown up a little.

It was about 7:15.