Chapter 77

Chapter 77

Workshop Life (2)

The Mallang proxy broadcast seen from Kkanjuk’s gaze.

At first thinking it was instead of the turned off slime’s broadcast no big complaints came out, but as time passed complaints gradually began to pop out.

▶No, but why isn’t Mallang turning it on directly? Since it’s safe now can’t it turn it on?

▷Don’t want to show my appearance. I already asked Mallang-nim. Until leaving my nest it won’t turn it on.

[Noblesse Fire]▶I’m not even curious about your appearance?

[Gothic Luxury Bone]▶Anyway that you’re the same undead wasn’t exposed?

▷There’s a big difference between some being visible and all being visible yy.

▶Big difference real.

Kkanjuk was planning to ask not to turn on the broadcast until the slime leaves the secret workshop as he had decided in advance.

Because if the slime turns on the broadcast his appearance is of course visible, and the reaction of the viewers teasing him seeing that was easily imaginable.

Having watched various broadcasts until now Kkanjuk knows.

These damn viewers are ones skilled at making fun of by picking all sorts of weird faults if bored.

‘I can’t create the material for them to do that myself!’

Whatever the viewers say Kkanjuk was thinking of quietly spending time like this.

He understands wanting to see the slime’s appearance, so just turning on the proxy broadcast like this they should be thankful was Kkanjuk’s position.

Anyway while seeing the slime Kkanjuk can just watch the broadcasts he was watching!

The system window he sees doesn’t come out on the broadcast screen anyway so it could be said to be perfect for killing time.

But not long after a new problem befell Kkanjuk.

Mallang who finished exercising moved boing! boing! in front of Kkanjuk and typed the chat.

[Mallang]▶Hungry!

[Soft Queen]▶You this guy Kkanjuk! What are you doing! My kin is saying it’s hungry aaaaah!

▶Look at flaring up lolol.

▶It is meal time,.

▶But does Kkanjuk’s house even have food?

▶Wouldn’t giving his own bones work?

▶Then doesn’t Kkanjuk die?

▶Already dead so who cares?

▶lololol.

[Gothic Luxury Bone]▶That is undead hate speech.

The problem Kkanjuk had forgotten.

That was precisely the slime’s meal problem.

Undead Kkanjuk is fine even without eating, but the slime was not.

▷Mallang-nim, what do you want to eat?

[Mallang]▶Meat! Paulen said! If exercise meat! Have to eat!

▶Can’t hold back meat.

[Noblesse Fire]▶The guy who only ate grass at first has grown a lot.

‘Meat...’

Kkanjuk pondered.

How should he obtain meat?

Obvious words but Kkanjuk couldn’t go to a village where humans are and obtain it.

Even if disguising, the death aura Kkanjuk as a lich emits would scare people even if not a clergyman so it was obvious it would be easily exposed.

Even so he couldn’t send the slime outside every meal time to hunt on its own.

From what Kkanjuk saw, the slime is full of curiosity and has a side of impulsively and boldly going out once it gets stuck on something.

It might go outside for no reason and throw a tantrum saying it doesn’t want to be in the workshop, and above all if it accidentally encounters a human the possibility of following was high.

Differently from the beginning when what it could do at a glance was only body tackle, now the slime has many specialties.

It can become a glowing slime, can detoxify, and even take out tentacles and use tools.

If there is such a slime even if in an ordinary village rumors would of course spread.

If rumors about the slime spread in a state where not much time has passed rather the slime is in danger.

They might suspect that not the lich quickly losing interest and releasing the slime, but playing some trick on the slime and releasing it.

At least when related to an undead that can’t be ignored like a lich, the church’s reaction was that extreme.

In the end what Kkanjuk chose was.

▷Mallang-nim, please wait. I’ll go hunt and come.

[Mallang]▶Yes!

Directly hunting animals in the forest himself.

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The secret workshop where Kkanjuk is gone and only the slime remains.

Since he left the light with magic the inside of the secret workshop was bright.

Exercise was already done and meal can’t be done until Kkanjuk returns.

‘Want to see more!’

The slime decided to observe the rest of Kkanjuk’s secret workshop that it had only looked around briefly.

Boing! Boing!

The slime used elasticity and jumped up onto the desk in the secret workshop.

After climbing onto the desk and slightly changing direction the slime looked at the workshop.

By the slime’s characteristic it can see in all directions, but if it concentrates consciousness in a certain direction it can see more clearly and definitely.

After looking at the secret workshop once the slime thought.

‘Lots of dust!’

Thread Lady.

As the arachne said there was considerably piled dust in the secret workshop.

The display stand with tools for magic experiments raised was like that and of course the desk the slime climbed on now, looking at the workshop floor overall there was a lot of dust.

The one that can be said to have the least dust is only the chair Kkanjuk usually sits on.

Since the robe covers the seat of the chair there was relatively less dust.

Undead life where it doesn’t even need to sleep, since there are no muscles even just sitting still the body doesn’t get stiff, and no need for meals.

Moreover since there is the entertainment of broadcast that can be continuously watched to some extent, the result of staying still except for occasionally developing new magic was precisely the dust-covered secret workshop the slime is looking at.

Seeing the dust-covered space, a new play that seemed more fun than exploring the secret workshop more floated in the slime’s head.

‘Cleaning!’

That was precisely cleanly cleaning these dusts.

The slime recalled in its memory the servants cleaning with dusters or brooms, and mops at the Rudendion count mansion.

Servants shaking off so dust doesn’t form and wiping squeaky clean.

For the slime following them now became a new play.

Pop!

The slime that took out tentacles on both sides immediately used tentacle deformation.

What it imagines is a duster.

But.

‘No!’

Although it obtained the skill the slime still couldn’t change the shape of the tentacle into a complex form like a duster.

Even so the slime had no intention of quitting cleaning.

‘Widely!’

If a complex form like a duster doesn’t work, choosing another shape is enough.

What the slime chose next was the square cloth the servants used when wiping windows.

The end part of the slime’s tentacle became a thin thickness square cloth shape.

The slime started wiping from the top of the desk around itself first with the tentacle made into cloth shape.

‘Squeaky clean!’

As the slime’s tentacle swept past the top of the desk the dust begins to be wiped.

Since a clear trace of passing remained, it received the feeling of doing something.

‘Fun!’

That soon changed into the slime’s enjoyment.

After wiping all the dust besides the desk the slime came down boing! under the desk and wiped the desk legs and chair spot.

Every time the tentacle passed the appearance of dust being wiped and becoming clean was good for the slime.

But wiping doesn’t become clean in one go.

‘Huh?’

As it continued wiping dust the slime’s tentacle cloth became covered in dust.

No matter how much it wiped the dust didn’t wipe cleanly like before and rather the phenomenon of dust remaining sparsely occurred so the slime tilted its body and flipped the tentacle cloth.

‘Wow! Lots of dust!’

The slime exclaiming at the amount of dust stuck to the tentacle cloth.

That amount of dust was evidence that the slime diligently cleaned the dust.

The slime looked at the dust fully stuck to its tentacle and pondered for a moment.

How should it handle this stuck dust?

It tried shaking it off like a duster, but only the dust stuck to the tentacle fell to the floor.

‘Water!’

What came to mind next was soaking it in water.

When the servants wiped windows with the cloth it imitated, it saw them soaking in a gourd with water and wringing it out.

But.

‘No water!.’

Looking around here and there there was no water in the secret workshop.

‘Uuuuung~.’

The slime pondering about the clumped dust recalled one method.

That was precisely absorbing it itself.

The slime concentrated consciousness and absorbed the dust through the tentacle with dust stuck.

For the slime that first ate moss in the cave, and now absorbs poison without any problem something like dust couldn’t cause any harm.

Upon absorbing through the tentacle the cloth tentacle became clean without a single dust like when first made.

‘Clean!’

Satisfied looking at the cloth tentacle the slime then started dust cleaning.

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‘This should be enough.’

Kkanjuk who went outside the secret workshop for the slime’s meal looked down at the hunted animals.

‘I didn’t expect there to be this many animals around.

The place Kkanjuk went outside was precisely the entrance of the secret workshop.

The outside of the secret workshop was showing a completely different appearance from Kkanjuk’s memory.

The place decided as the secret workshop originally didn’t have trees that lush either.

However now large and small trees were growing thickly enough that roots were out around the entrance.

Not only that but wild animals that originally weren’t that many could also be easily discovered.

‘I did choose a place with originally few people to make it but...’

He didn’t expect it to change this much after 30 years of time.

While exclaiming at the change of time Kkanjuk suddenly had a new worry float up.

‘...Will Mallang eat it well?’

At first Mallang ate moss and even poisonous grass, but until now it has continuously eaten cooking that passed through human hands.

Would such Mallang eat this animal meat well now?

‘I can grill it but...’

Kkanjuk also made cooking several times during the journey for the black dragon subjugation.

He knows the cooking method.

‘There are no ingredients.’

Having only meat and fire doesn’t solve everything.

Meat preparation can be done somehow with magic but there were no ingredients like salt or spices.

Obtaining ingredients like spices was difficult.

There is emergency money left in the secret workshop just in case, but there was no means to go to the village and buy.

If Kkanjuk goes it would be obvious to be exposed because of the death aura and he couldn’t take the slime along.

‘First solve with this today and gradually solve later.’

Thinking solving the slime’s hunger is priority now Kkanjuk cut down one nearby tree and returned to the secret workshop.

And.

-Huh? This is!

Kkanjuk was surprised enough that the flame in the eye socket shook upon seeing the changed secret workshop.

The secret workshop that was dust-covered enough to be told off by the arachne.

Honestly even after hearing the arachne’s words Kkanjuk thought hmm, is it that much?

However the workshop now was different from before.

In the secret workshop that felt overall gray because dust was piled too much the colors representing the individuality of each object became clear.

Squeaky clean!

And in the changed secret workshop the slime wiping places where dust is still piled with the tentacle cloth turned around.

‘Huh? It’s Kkanjuk!’

Boing! Boing!

Welcoming the returned Kkanjuk the slime approached.