Slime True Immortal

In the mining area, the slimes' pill refinement was in full swing.

"Heave-ho! Heave-ho!"

The gel bodies of the slime alchemists rhythmically rose and fell as they vigorously pounded and ground sun-dried medicinal herbs into fine powder.

Other slime alchemists were responsible for mixing the medicinal powder in specific proportions, then carefully kneading and shaping it with their soft, bouncy bodies, turning the powder into uniformly-sized brown pills.

Immediately after, several cooperating slimes shouted slogans and worked together to lift the heavy iron basin filled with pills, and with a loud "clang," dumped it into the black steel alchemy furnace forged by Anvil.

Whoosh!

Blazing flames surged from the furnace's base, instantly heating the black steel furnace walls to a faint red glow. The scorching heat waves distorted the surrounding air.

Several slime alchemists in charge of controlling the fire felt the heat was still insufficient. They lined up, vigorously waving leaf fans to fan the flames and add fuel.

Others suddenly turned their gel bodies bright red, then spewed flames to heat the alchemy furnace more evenly.

Before long, a strange pill fragrance began to waft out from the gaps in the furnace lid, permeating the air of the mining area. Anvil, who had been clanging away hammering metal blanks not far away, twitched his large nose a few times and stopped his hammer in confusion.

"Strange, what exactly is His Majesty trying to refine? It smells oddly fragrant..."

The fragrance made him feel full of energy, his blood even heating up slightly.

His curiosity was thoroughly piqued. He put down his red-hot hammer and moved over behind the gathered slimes, curiously watching the spectacle.

"Look, the big-bearded one is slacking off!"

"He's been caught by the boss now! Hehe!"

Not far away, a group of small earth elementals excitedly hopped over. Behind them followed Little Ka, moving on its short little legs, and the green slime with a kingly demeanor sitting upright on its back.

"The King! The King is here!"

"The first batch of pills is about to come out!"

Seeing Chen Yu, the slime alchemists immediately became excited, hopping about to welcome his arrival, all talking at once to report this good news.

Surrounded by the slimes, Chen Yu hopped over to the front of the alchemy furnace and asked curiously, "What kind of pill are you refining in this batch?"

A Little One slime alchemist eagerly raised its gel hand, full of confidence, and shouted loudly, "I know! Bone... bone balls!"

"No, it's clearly called something like Bone Pill," another immediately retorted.

"No, no, I remember it was called something like Bone Gold," a third joined the argument.

Still a difficult name to remember.

Based on their chaotic descriptions, Chen Yu deduced this batch was likely refining the Quench-Bone Yellow Pill prepared for the Lizardfolk.

Chen Yu's gaze swept past these rowdy little fellows and landed in front of the alchemy furnace.

There, the two chief slime alchemists—"Kemu" and "Demu"—were completely focused on watching the furnace fire.

The dancing, fiery red light reflected on their translucent gel bodies, illuminating the tension and concentration in their expressions.

"Shh, shh! Kemu and Demu are at a critical moment, don't make noise!" An older slime hopped about maintaining order.

The excited slime alchemists heard this and barely managed to suppress their excitement at seeing the King, gathering around the alchemy furnace again, striving to stay quiet, only their gel bodies trembling slightly from nervousness.

Anvil, standing to the side, raised his head confidently. "Your Majesty can rest assured. This furnace was forged by me from black steel alloy. I collected metal from the far end of the mining area, scraped off powder with great difficulty, and mixed it into ordinary metal. It's even harder than my hammer, absolutely reliable."

As soon as he finished speaking, Kemu and Demu seemed to sense the moment of pill completion arriving. One was responsible for diverting the flames, while the other pressed its gel hand under the alchemy furnace and pulled.

Clatter, clatter...

Plump, round pills, steaming with heat and fragrant vapor, rolled out of the furnace, following grooves into a somewhat crudely made but sturdy enough iron bucket.

Within mere seconds, this strange pill fragrance became even more intense, spreading throughout the entire mining area.

Anvil just took a deep breath and felt his whole body grow hot, filled with strength, wanting to immediately pick up his hammer and strike another hundred times.

The slime alchemists gathered around the furnace excitedly jumped, bumping into each other with soft "squelch, squelch" sounds.

"King, how is it?"

"Did we complete the task?"

Facing many pairs of expectant little eyes, Chen Yu thought for a moment. To verify the pill's effect, he hopped over to the iron bucket, grabbed a brown pill, and tasted it.

"Chew, chew, chew..."

Under the effect of Devour Digestion, the pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, quickly decomposed and absorbed, transforming into a warm current that rapidly permeated his entire gel body.

Wherever the warm current passed, it seemed to bring a faint sense of strengthening, and then... it was gone.

However, a glance at his status panel showed his Health had increased a bit, indicating the pill had an effect.

As for pill poisoning? What was that? Before Lv.7 "Devour Digestion," it was just a little brother.

Under the expectant gazes of all the slimes, Chen Yu announced, "The first batch of pills is a success."

"Hooray, hooray!"

"It's refined! The pills are refined!"

The slimes were even happier now, celebrating excitedly.

"Your Majesty, what is this thing called again?"

Having been a blacksmith for decades, Anvil knew if something was hot just by touching it. He directly picked up a steaming hot pill and examined it.

He knew this thing, with effects similar to magic potions, was supplied by His Majesty for those newly joined Lizardfolk of the Kingdom, apparently to create some kind of Knight Team.

To be honest, he didn't hold much hope for those demi-humans who had lived on the swamp's edge for years, known for their savage behavior and lack of discipline.

A Knight Team required strict training, adherence to order, and strong-willed professionals with firm beliefs. Could these Lizardfolk really overcome their scattered, combative nature, submit to boring, arduous training arrangements, and eventually become qualified knights?

However, he had great confidence in His Majesty, always feeling these pills could play a unique role.

"The name..."

Chen Yu thought for a moment. "Let's call it Knight Magic Potion from now on."