Chapter 195 – 195. Twins Rolling in

I followed the grim-looking poacher into the kennel.

You must feel really grouchy and depressed to have your daughter taken away by some kind of cultist.

Yeah, it’s kind of NTL.

That’s right, I stole the best heir from the poacher, who is cute and pretty and also good at work. You could say I forgot all the poachers raised.

Do poachers know? How sexually active and lascivious Cheshire is. I don’t know. He won’t know until the universe is destroyed.

‘Now Cheshire is completely mine! This fucking inspiration! If you tried to be the helmsman, you failed!’

I smiled with a smile of repentance while thinking such an unpleasant thought in my heart. It was because he was resentful of having cowered at the threats, threats, and warnings of poachers.

That’s why you can’t openly grumble, because you can’t measure how strong your opponent is, so if you say something useless, you could be killed.

So I had no choice but to grumble inwardly.

“Now, today’s product.”

“Oh.”

In the concrete room the poacher entered, there were two glass bottles on a stone platform, a cage attached to the ceiling, and a jar full of bubbling yellow liquid.

The others looked rather ordinary, but I couldn’t bear not to look at the liquid gurgling with a strange sour smell from the jar.

“This…”

[Acid slime: scrap metal, corpses, plastic, nuclear waste, etc. Slime that decomposes and absorbs most substances. Secretly shove any rivals, rivals, or brothers or sisters you want to kill into the urn. In an hour, you can completely erase annoying bastards from the world.]
[Warning. Be careful not to touch the skin. It is a deadly poison. No matter how much you wash it, it’s useless.]
[Caution. If the jar is broken, an irreversible catastrophe will occur. Please be careful about storage.]
[Price: 12000C]

Surprisingly, what was contained in a jar the size of a kimchi refrigerator was slime. That guy who appears regularly in fantasy and other places.

When I saw the slime, I felt glad that I had come out now.

Moreover, the effect it had was very simple and good.

If you put anything in a jar, it will decompose and eat it in an hour.

Moreover, it is said that even nuclear waste can be disposed of.

‘But the warning is so scary…’

The problem is when the jar is smashed or accidentally comes into contact with the slime.

As for contact with slime, I don’t think I’ll have to come in contact with slime because I can have the slaves throw away the garbage…

‘If I don’t store this properly, the base might be blown away…’

Still, anything can be thrown away, so it’s worth buying. It would be safe and good to put it in the basement storage of the school where Son Ha-eun and God’s idol are.

“Hmm.. This is a universal trash can.”

“Yeah, he’s a great guy. It’s even eco-friendly.”

As poachers say, he eats garbage and gets rid of it, so he is definitely eco-friendly.

‘Wait.. The sound of eating and cleaning…’

Suddenly, I remembered the law of conservation of mass.

Even if there are gods and anything is possible in the world, I don’t think anything that has been eaten will completely disappear from the world…

After all, isn’t this saying that this guy might proliferate or increase as much as he eats and cleans it up?

What should I do if it grows to the point of overflowing the jar?

Can it be moved elsewhere?

If this jar is a specially treated jar and is the only one that is not corroded by slime… Then it would mean that it cannot be moved to another place.

“Uh… If you eat too much, it won’t come out of the jar, or it won’t multiply by itself, right?”

“What? Are you stupid? It’s only natural that you grow as much as you eat. That’s common sense Cheshire, do you have a crush on this guy?”

I wiped my face at the poacher’s words.

Was he trying to sell me a bomb just because he’s taking his daughter?

If you bought it without thinking and the slime increased to the point of overflowing from the jar, if the base was razed to the ground and the slime that continued to increase eventually multiplied and covered the earth…

It may have become a monster that cannot be compared to zombies.

“No, then you’re not saying that this bastard will eventually overflow from the jar. How do you handle that Should I transfer it somewhere else? No, if it continues to grow like that, I won’t be able to use it after all…”

“Well, don’t worry too much. Because there are ways.”

“Yes?”

“If you take it out in a well-ventilated place, it automatically spits out vaporized waste and adjusts its size. Even if it looks like this, it is in a state of thorough breeding. Unless the jar is broken, it will never come out. I am completely addicted to being fed.”

The poacher’s explanation finally put my mind at ease. As long as you take good care of the pot, there is no problem.

“Hey, cultist. Slimes are much more intelligent than you think. Maybe… It’s more likely that this guy isn’t being bred, but that sapient beings are being bred to feed him. I will live anyway.”

“Hmm… I’ll buy it first. It’s not too expensive.”

It’s good to have at least one infinite trash can.

Currently, there are hundreds of people living in my base, and even if they only poop once a day, someday the sewage system will be clogged and the feces will flow backwards. It’s a world with broken infrastructure.

Anyway, since there is a way to deal with all the wastewater and garbage that is trivial to explain, you have to buy it unconditionally.

I decided to get the slime by courier at the base, and then looked at the rest of the items.

‘Are these worms?’

Glass jars placed on top of the sarcophagus contained insects of different colors. One was a golden scarab and the other a black beetle. The important thing is that these bastards are not bugs.

These were bug-like… Sentients. They were even screaming at me.

I listened carefully to what was being said in the glass bottle…

– Get me out right now!! Did you dare to think that you could lock the original girl in a place like this!! No way!!!

– Look! Get Her Majesty the Queen and me out of here at once! Or give me some honey!!

Insect people like the screaming queen and the black knight with a humming voice. Very peculiar They were as groundbreaking as the masturbating sprites I bought last time.

‘I have to bring Hellus.’

If you bring it to Old Man Hellus, he will analyze it and find a use for it. I’m a crazy alchemist who regards most things as reagents.

I smiled at the thought that I might be able to get a mysterious potion from Helles. So, it was time to check the prices of the Queen and the Black Knight with the intention of buying them right away.

– Flutter.

Someone broke into the store after clearing the mats at the entrance of the poacher’s hut.

“What?”

“Are there two groups of guests?”

“Huh. It’s a big deal.”

The three of us simultaneously turned our heads toward the open doorway.

There, two foreign women were standing awkwardly.

‘Twins?’

Looks similar No, it’s almost the same. However, the hair color was distinctly different.

One had blonde hair and the other had black hair. Since they are twins, they have the same face, but it’s a bit strange to see that their hair color is different.

‘The guys who called Cheshire earlier… There’s no reason.’

The space of the black market is twisted, so the moment you open the ‘entrance’ or ‘door’, you are sucked into another place.

Maybe the ones we missed have already gone to the sewers with the drug lords, or to the abandoned amusement park with the clowns.

And the sewers and amusement parks where the guys who called Cheshire would have transferred are both as dangerous as the food alleys, and the drug dealers and slavers waiting for customers there are malicious beings that are incomparable to poachers.

That’s why I was looking at things leisurely like this. Because I thought they would die on their own.

In any case, the people who entered the store now were new faces.

“For now, take care of things. I will entertain those guests.”

“Ah, yes.”

The poacher closed the sliding door and went out, leaving Cheshire and me alone. It seemed to be welcoming new guests.

“Cheshire. Is it a little strange today?”

“Yeah.. It seems there are too many ‘human’ customers on the black market than usual. Not one or two…”

Cheshire and I looked at each other and nodded.

Something really seems to have happened. Was there even a black market opening event?

If this wasn’t a poacher’s shop, I would have caught them blindly and then branded them as slaves…

‘I might be banished permanently for making a fuss…’

The depressed poacher doesn’t know what penalty to impose on the news that Cheshire is going out on the black market. So, for now, I’m just going to wait a little longer and watch the situation.

“Shall we eavesdrop?”

“Is that so?”

Me and Cheshire put our ears to the sliding door and overheard the conversation between the two new foreigners and the poacher.

“Hey, hello?”

“Excuse me, sir.”

Twins and poachers who speak English. I can understand simple words roughly, but it was difficult to find out the details of what he was talking about because he was a complete native speaker.

If I had taken the potion of a fairy with strangely good language skills now, I would have been able to understand all of their conversations…

‘I put it in my bag and didn’t bring it…’

The communication potion made by Hellas is now in Cheshire’s stronghold. It was because most of the luggage had been left at the base in Cheshire, thinking that there would be no use for it.

“Cheshire, I don’t understand what those girls are saying… Do you understand Cheshire?”

“Hmm… Are you asking for help? And Jun is looking for you and me.”

“Yes?”

“I want to know how to get out. They seem to think we’ll take them out. The uncle is answering to find the way on his own.”

According to Cheshire’s account, the two women asked the poacher how to escape the black market, and when he did not tell them straight away, they were begging him to meet us.

He must have been trying to figure out how to get out of here by asking us for help.

‘Now I can seduce him and take him to the sewers… And then make him a slave.’

There are no vigilantes patrolling the black market in the sewers, and you can use your skills to your heart’s content. So I’ll take her there and make her a slave. Then you can ask why there are so many foreign visitors.

Above all, the poacher told me to wait inside, but I can’t miss the slave I caught my eye.

I opened the sliding door and went outside.

“Hello? Amy Jun. Were R You From?”

Trying to speak awkward English.