“Wow, you’ve all changed so much!” Rimuru exclaimed.
“This is all thanks to you, Lord Morax.
Otherwise, we wouldn’t have had this opportunity,” Ranga said, bowing low in flattery.
Looking at Ranga’s majestic true form, and then at Rigurd’s body, which resembled a bodybuilding champion, Rimuru grew increasingly annoyed the more he thought about it.
Why didn’t Veldora’s naming make her look better?
“Great Sage, explain this to me.
How come after they were named, they all evolved, and they evolved so beautifully, but after I was named by Veldora, I didn’t evolve and didn’t become more beautiful?” Rimuru asked the Great Sage angrily.
“This is all my fault.” The Great Sage was truly convinced at this point.
Could it be the same?
What is your strength, and what is their strength?
Besides, even if a Slime evolves, isn’t it still a Slime?
What else could it evolve into?
Alas, meeting such a Host truly brought eight lifetimes of bad luck.
However, complaints aside, it was still necessary to humor her.
[Note: Because your race and your strength have already reached their limits, to evolve, you must evolve into a Demon Lord.
Otherwise, your race cannot be changed.
Please, Host, work hard to improve your strength and strive to evolve as soon as possible.]
“Evolve into a Demon Lord?
Why don’t you just tell me to become a god?” Rimuru immediately flared up upon hearing the Great Sage’s explanation.
When Morax saw Rimuru’s indignant expression, he knew that this guy must be arguing with the Great Sage again.
It was undoubtedly about race and appearance.
If it were the Rimuru from the original work, he might not have cared much about such external things, but this Rimuru’s previous life was a girl.
What do girls care about most?
Nothing more than appearance and luxury items.
She had tolerated Morax’s better appearance and race, but now even Ranga and Rigurd had evolved into handsome forms because of her naming.
Could she tolerate that?
No woman could.
“No, Great Sage, you have to explain this to me!” Rimuru kept pressing the Great Sage.
Just then, Rimuru suddenly felt herself being picked up by someone.
Rimuru looked up and saw that it was Morax.
He isn’t omnipotent, so don’t make it difficult for him,” Morax advised Rimuru.
“Hmph, I’ll let you off the hook this time, for Morax’s sake,” Rimuru snorted at the Great Sage.
[…]
The Great Sage no longer wanted to speak.
“Besides, why do you care about these things?
When we can shapeshift into humans, won’t you be able to shapeshift into any appearance you like?” Morax reminded Rimuru.
“It seems that’s true.
When we can shapeshift into humans, I’ll be able to shapeshift into whatever form I like,” Rimuru finally realized.
“Morax is smart, unlike the Great Sage, who is completely useless,” Rimuru said, praising Morax while also belittling the Great Sage.
Great Sage: “…”
You didn’t say that before.
You’re just forgetting your principles for beauty.
“Alright, let’s hurry and prepare for the evening celebration,” Morax said, changing the subject.
Sure enough, Rimuru was captivated by the words “celebration.”
“Lord Rimuru, this is a celebration to welcome you and Lord Morax, and also to celebrate us receiving names.
During this time, after being given names by you, the combat power of our tribe and the Star Wolves tribe has greatly increased.
Plus, with the plan you formulated, we not only collected many fruits and vegetables but also captured many prey,” Rigurd explained.
“So that’s how it is,” Rimuru said, suddenly enlightened.
“Then let’s quickly prepare for the celebration!” Rimuru said with an excited expression.
Looking at Rimuru’s excited appearance, Morax couldn’t help but smile wryly.
Just a moment ago, she was fuming, and in the blink of an eye, her mood had cleared.
Girls really do change their expressions quickly.
Then Morax picked up Rimuru and said gently, “Alright, let’s go prepare for the celebration.”
…
Subsequently, Rimuru and Morax arrived in front of a house.
“Lord Rimuru, Lord Morax, this house is our food storage room.
Please inspect it, both of you,” Rigurd explained respectfully from the side.
“Food storage?” Hearing the word “food,” Rimuru’s eyes immediately lit up.
Although she didn’t have a sense of taste now, that didn’t stop her from liking to eat.
“I know, little glutton,” Morax said, stroking Rimuru’s head with a doting expression.
Then Morax opened the door of the dilapidated straw hut.
What met Morax’s eyes was a mountain of food.
Most of it was meat and recently harvested fruits and vegetables.
There was also a small portion of food that Morax had never seen before.
It seemed that these Goblins and Star Wolves had followed Rimuru’s rules very well and hadn’t been lazy or deceitful.
They had collected so much food in such a short time.
Because Morax had to look after Rimuru and also input magic power to make Rimuru fall asleep, his own sleeping time was not less than Rimuru’s.
He had only woken up one day earlier than Rimuru, and if he hadn’t been inputting magic power to Rimuru, he wouldn’t have fallen asleep.
Moreover, in a sense, Morax didn’t have much goodwill towards the humans of this world.
The monsters in this world were more trustworthy than humans.
This was because monsters didn’t have such complex human hearts as humans did, which was why Morax preferred the monsters of this world.
“Wow, so much food!” Rimuru was instantly dazzled by the food.
However, at this moment, Rimuru seemed to have thought of something.
“Morax, there seems to be a problem with this food,” Rimuru said to Morax.
“Problem?
What problem?” Morax said, frowning.
“Most of this food is meat, fruits, and vegetables.
In this weather, these foods are not easy to preserve,” Rimuru explained to Morax.
Because it was summer, food was very difficult to store.
“Indeed.
There’s no such thing as a refrigerator in this world,” Morax then realized the problem.
“I have a solution, Morax, don’t worry,” Rimuru said.
“Rigurd, can you be in charge of the celebration tonight?”
“Yes, Lord Rimuru,” Rigurd said somewhat excitedly.
“Yes, you will organize tonight’s celebration.
We will try our best to eat all of this food tonight and try not to leave any behind.”
“Yes, Lord Rimuru,” Rigurd replied.
Looking at Rimuru, Morax suddenly felt as if a child had grown up.
Maybe it’s not a big deal now… maybe it will be later.
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”