Night, the corridor was very dark.
Crunch, crunch.
The door in front of Silas was left ajar, leaking a faint, flickering light.
From the distorted shadows, he could be certain the person inside was definitely eating something.
"..."
Just as Silas put his hand on the door panel, he heard footsteps on the stairs.
Gritting his teeth, he pushed it open directly.
Forced his way in.
Then closed the door behind him.
"..."
An oil lamp flickered on the low table.
Her figure was petite and exquisite, her posture elegant, giving absolutely no impression of frailty. Long, thin black hair cascaded down straight, reaching her shoulders, with bangs hanging over her forehead. She wore a pure white dress, the skirt spread out. Neither tall nor short, she wore no socks or shoes. Her cuffs were buttoned neatly. The collar was round and large, highlighting a beautifully shaped neck.
Small, white knees were pressed together under the skirt. But on her chest, two mounds completely disproportionate to her frame were stuffed inside her clothes.
Crumbs of whatever she had eaten stuck to the corner of her mouth. The plate was empty. She had finished eating.
"..."
She just stared blankly at Silas, not speaking.
"So, good evening?"
"What are you eating? Share some with me?"
Silas bit the bullet and struck up a conversation.
At first glance, she was just a small-framed girl with big tits, but he knew very well in his heart that this guy could turn the entire island into plants.
"None left."
"Ah?"
"Food, none left."
She picked up the empty plate. Only some brown juice remained inside.
"Uh, what did you eat?"
"Mama."
"?"
"Mama, is here."
Where did a Mama come from?
Footsteps.
That noble lady who took advantage of him?
Click.
The door opened.
Silas had nowhere to hide. To put it bluntly, this was just a probe. He wanted to see what Miss Slime usually was.
"I should have told you that you cannot enter this room."
The noble lady took a flintlock from her pocket.
Having this thing meant she definitely wasn't an ordinary person.
"Speak, who sent you?"
"Didn't you hire me yourself, Madam?"
Silas spread his hands. "I was just curious about this room. Your daughter is very cute; why doesn't she come out during the day?"
Click-clack.
She didn't answer; the flintlock in her hand was cocked.
[Skill: Hypnosis Master activated]
Silas didn't hesitate at all; he controlled the dazed noble lady and took the gun from her hand.
"What are you going to do to Mama?"
Miss Slime jumped off the low stool and stood up.
"Kill him."
"..."
Silas's gun was pressed against the noble lady's head, but instead of being afraid, she shouted frantically.
Bang!
Seeing the pale blue slime, bouncy like a slime monster, shooting rapidly from under Miss Slime's feet, Silas pulled the trigger directly.
Couldn't threaten her?
Aren't they mother and daughter?
In the interval where he was covered by slime and unable to breathe, he saw it. Miss Slime could secrete liquid to cover the wound on the noble lady's head.
[You killed the Madam, but you were also covered by slime and died.]
[This simulation has ended.]
[You can load a save to before the current plot point or restart the simulation.]
[Remaining Simulation Attempts: 4 (Restores 6 daily, or spend 1000 silver coins to buy one)]
[Money held: 0 Gold, 0 Silver, 121 Copper]
[Current Mission: An isolated island, why is there a little girl made of slime turning everything into plants? Try to find clues!]
[Reward: None]
[Simulate again/Load save?]
"..."
Dying wasn't surprising.
Silas had gone in with the idea of just making contact and seeing what happened. But that woman didn't care about life or death? Miss Slime too; she came as she pleased, not caring at all.
Kidnapping was useless.
Phew.
[You chose to Load Save.]
[Late at night. You left your room and arrived at the door of that closed room on the second floor. You heard strange sounds inside. Like something being eaten.]
[Unlike during the day, the door was ajar. Not locked.]
[You decided to...]
[Important Choice Triggered]
[Option 1: Don't push the door open. Just peek here.]
[Option 2: Push the door open and ask her to share some food.]
[Engaging Free Simulation.]
[You chose Option 1.]
Miss Slime looked a bit dazed. Is she really a child? Or pretending... after all, when asked to kill him, she didn't even blink.
In the corridor.
Silas took just one look and didn't pay attention to that door anymore, returning directly to the innermost room on the second floor. That was his.
"..."
Step.
Just as Silas lay down, he heard very light footsteps stopping outside his room door.
[Skill: X-Ray Master activated]
[Character: ???]
[Intel: If you have liquid nitrogen or something similar causing damage < -195°C, you will win easily. Additionally, low temperatures < -20°C will significantly affect her movement.]
Miss Slime was standing right at the door. Barefoot.
Wait.
I didn't open your door!
Creak—
The door was still pushed open by her small, white hand. It was clearly locked, but to Miss Slime, it made no difference.
Isn't your mom coming? Is it appropriate to barge into a man's room like this?
No choice.
She was already in.
"Are you the Madam's daughter?"
Silas could only sit up and bite the bullet to start a conversation.
"Mmh! You know me?"
She seemed very happy.
"Uh, guessed it."
This works too?
Since she came on her own, the noble lady wouldn't necessarily pull a gun, right?
"You are the first person to live here."
"Really? I'm honored."
Then neither the noble lady nor she are human?
"..."
Miss Slime, barefoot, approached Silas two steps closer. She didn't make a sound.
"..."
Wait.
Why is slime starting to overflow? Just a few sentences in, and she wants to kill me?
"!"
The slime was already on the bed.
"What exactly are you?"
Silas immediately took out the short sword from under his pillow. With swordsmanship skills, he always prepared iron tools that could trigger skills near his hand when entering the game.
Can I beat her?
Even if I can't.
Where the hell can I get liquid nitrogen in the Middle Ages? And ice below -20 degrees definitely can't be obtained immediately here!
"Thought the person Mama brought in would be fun. Turns out it's the same."
"..."
Silas used hypnosis too.
It succeeded. Three seconds. He grabbed the knife he carried and tried to struggle with swordsmanship, but even though he cut her throat, there wasn't a drop of blood, only pale blue slime. Her head tilted weirdly because of the cut.
Using X-Ray vision, he could see there were absolutely no normal organs inside Miss Slime's body. Empty, all pale blue slime.
[You cannot cause substantial damage to Miss Slime. You are tired. Your internal organs are constantly squeezed and crushed. You were covered by slime and died.]
[This simulation has ended.]
[You can load a save to before the current plot point or restart the simulation.]
[Remaining Simulation Attempts: 3 (Restores 6 daily, or spend 1000 silver coins to buy one)]
[Money held: 0 Gold, 0 Silver, 121 Copper]
[Current Mission: An isolated island, why is there a little girl made of slime turning everything into plants? Try to find clues!]
[Reward: None]
[Simulate again/Load save?]
Damn.
Again, because the time was too short, there was no reward at all.
"Mgh."
Perhaps Silas had been groping the nun's two flaps of flesh for too long. She opened her eyes groggily and pressed her massive white mounds onto Silas's arm again.
"..."
She murmured exhaustedly, "You promised not to take it out."
"Then put it back in?"
"...No. I won't be able to sleep."
"Then sleep."
"..."
The nun kissed the side of Silas's face, then closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
Fine.
Push the door open, get thrown into the sea.
Don't push the door open, she comes to me.
Then don't blame me for being rude to Miss Slime's mother. No need to tell the nun about this; after all, the noble lady in the game was just a cum-dumpster for clearing the level.
[You chose to Load Save.]