These days, Morax has been constantly eating, and the magicules content in his body has been sharply increasing.
While improving his strength, Morax was also looking for some useful clues to determine his current location.
But this cave was too big; Morax explored for several days in a row and still hadn’t finished.
Morax slumped his legs, sat on the ground, and couldn’t help but complain:
“How big is this cave?
I can’t seem to explore all of it.”
“Squeak, squeak.”
Just then, a strange sound seemed to come from somewhere, sounding like a mouse grinding its teeth.
Morax quickly looked in the direction of the sound; although the sound wasn’t very loud, Morax still found the source of the sound by instinct.
If he had just arrived in this world, Morax would definitely not have done such a superfluous thing, but after so many days, Morax had not yet seen any other living creatures.
After all, Morax also wanted to see what the creatures of this world looked like.
Driven by his curious instinct, Morax slowly walked towards the source of the sound.
Morax arrived in front of a rough, uneven wall, and looking at the place where the sound was coming from, he stretched out his hand.
He moved a stone away.
Through the gap, Morax could see the scene behind the wall.
What met Morax’s eyes was a peculiar scene.
A giant creature resembling a mouse and hundreds of its kind were chattering as if discussing something.
Morax listened for a long time but didn’t understand a single word.
Just then, Morax accidentally stepped on and crushed a small stone.
“It’s over.”
Morax exclaimed inwardly.
The Rat Boss also noticed the movement here.
He looked at Morax.
Just as Morax thought he was about to be besieged, an unexpected scene left him stunned.
The Rat Boss turned and ran, without the slightest hesitation.
The remaining rat pack, seeing this scene, froze in place as if they hadn’t yet recovered.
All the rats were dumbfounded.
“Holy crap, Boss, why are you running?
No, wait for us!”
Only then did all the rats react, and they hurriedly chased after him.
“Wait for you?
I can barely save myself, how can I have time to wait for you?”
The Rat Boss squeaked as he ran.
Seeing this, Morax quickly followed.
“Don’t run!
I’m just looking, I won’t do anything to you!”
Morax explained as he ran.
“Do you think I believe you?
Are you kidding me?
You don’t look like a good person—no, a good beast.
And with your aura, how could a smart rat like me be fooled by you?”
The Rat Boss rolled his eyes and ran without looking back.
The rat pack behind him quickly followed suit.
In a short while, they were gone.
Seeing this, Morax couldn’t help but feel speechless.
“Am I that scary?”
“Forget it, let them go.
I don’t care anyway!”
Morax pouted and snorted haughtily.
Looking at the dark path ahead, Morax steeled his heart and resolutely chose to walk forward.
After walking for a while, Morax couldn’t help but complain to Gamer.
“Gamer, when do you think I’ll finally get out of here?”
“Unknown.
I am merely a skill, not an encyclopedia, nor a Great Sage.
Therefore, I cannot answer your question.”
Gamer answered indifferently.
“You’re really useless.
Compared to Rimuru’s Great Sage, you’re far inferior.”
Morax said sarcastically.
“Alright, alright, so that’s how we’re playing, huh?
Just a few days ago, you said I was your favorite skill, and now, after only a few days, you’re saying I’m not as good as the Great Sage, right?
Just you wait, don’t let me find an opportunity in the future, or else, hmph hmph.”
Gamer thought to himself.
Just then, Morax sensed an aura, and this aura was not weak; at the very least, it had B-rank or A-rank strength.
With these few days of research, plus the guidance from Gamer, Morax was no longer the greenhorn who had just arrived in this world.
“This aura is at least B-rank, possibly up to A-rank.
My current strength is A-, plus the old man’s skill, overall, the advantage is with me.”
Morax analyzed the situation.
Then Morax walked in that direction.
After climbing over a small hill, the appearance of the creature emitting the aura came into Morax’s view.
Its entire body glowed with a faint blue light.
A blob of blue, translucent, jelly-like Slime was freely moving among many Magic Ores and Hipokute Grass.
And wherever it passed, the things below would disappear.
“Holy crap, isn’t that Rimuru?”
Morax couldn’t help but be surprised.
Soon, Morax recovered and lowered his head, deep in thought.
“Rimuru is still in the Storm Dragon’s cave, which means Satoru Mikami has just been killed and transmigrated to this time.
This also means that the Storm Dragon has not yet been swallowed by Rimuru into his stomach.
The plot hasn’t started, no, it has just begun…”
The more Morax thought about it, the more excited he became; the room for manipulation would be much greater now.
After all, in his previous life, Morax was an old otaku, and he had watched this classic, Rimuru, more than once.
He already understood the world view of Rimuru perfectly clear.
“No, that’s not right.
This isn’t a novel or an anime.
Perhaps this world isn’t that simple.”
Morax thought with a serious expression.
Having read countless novels and anime in his previous life, Morax clearly knew that reality and anime were different.
Although Morax knew the entire plot, who knew what else this world might be hiding?
Before transmigrating, Morax didn’t believe in transmigration, and even thought this world was just a novel or an anime.
But when he transmigrated, he realized that this was not illusory; this world truly existed.
It was no different from his original world, and perhaps even more exciting.
Moreover, Morax was not a person who existed in this world.
In web novels, there has always been a saying, the butterfly effect: a tiny change can affect the development of events, let alone a living person like him, not a single dragon.
So, to live well, Morax had to be cautious, cautious, and then cautious again; he couldn’t act recklessly.
Morax continued to observe this future protagonist, the future strongest being in the world.
Crawling, jumping, rolling, eating Magic Ores, eating herbs—this was no different from the survival methods of an ordinary Slime.
“But, eating so much and not excreting, aren’t you afraid of an upset stomach?
Uh, I forgot, this guy’s skill.”
Morax couldn’t help but ponder.
At this moment, Gamer appeared.
[You mustn’t forget that Rimuru possesses the Gluttony skill.]
Gluttony: Rimuru’s unique skill, possessing the functions of Predation, Analysis, Stomach, Mimicry, and Isolation.
Among them, Predation can absorb target objects into the body.
The targets are not limited to organic or inorganic matter, but also include skills and magic.
Stomach can store predated objects.
In addition, it can also store substances generated after analysis.
Once stored in the Stomach, they are unaffected by time.
And Isolation can store harmful effects that cannot be analyzed, purifying them and restoring them to magicules.
These three functions allow Rimuru to devour anything without being affected, which made Morax envious, and the Stomach could also be used as a personal space; the more he thought about it, the more he coveted it.