"Elze, you’re just too dedicated as a teacher! When I was a student, we didn’t even have gym class!"
Understanding the situation, Shami couldn’t say much.
"Principal, just wait and see the results of the slimes’ training these days!"
The Dragon Race Maiden tightly held Shami’s hand.
On the hillside, the villagers of Yili Village held farm tools, looking around.
"This is unreasonable. Why is our village being invaded by slimes again? Is the Demon King targeting just our village?"
"Luckily, we discovered the invading slimes in time; only the village chief’s corn cobs and Shami’s house got contaminated. Anyway, Shami has already married into the Elf Race, so whatever happens to his house doesn’t matter."
"My corn cobs, my poor corn cobs... the old lady will scold me..."
The village chief wept miserably.
How did the rumors get so exaggerated? When did he marry into the Elf Race?
Shami frowned, silently observing the movements on the hillside.
"There’s definitely a Slime Nest nearby; everyone be careful. Let’s split up and take action."
At the instruction of the old village chief Lugo, the villagers dispersed.
The tavern owner, Dier, drank as he walked forward, glancing curiously at the grass beside him. He felt something was wrong, and after looking at the fresh dirt nearby, he scratched his head and continued walking.
"Yorson, want a drink?"
Shami’s eyes widened.
"That’s right, it’s the first rule of camouflage — the color camouflage method! After the slime consumes my secret harmless green dye, it becomes entirely green. You just need to dig a hole in the lawn that matches its body and it can perfectly blend in!"
The blacksmith Yorson, holding a shovel, scanned the surroundings with bright eyes.
"It’s not time to drink, Dier."
"There are no slimes around, maybe they’re hiding."
"Hmph, no matter how well a slime hides, it can’t escape my eyes that can stare at sparks."
"Wouldn’t those eyes be useless then?!"
As Shami retorted, Yorson leaned against a nearly two-meter-high stone, slowly took out a cigarette, planning to take a puff while spitting on the side.
"Why is this stone so soft, like a woman, it feels effeminate."
Yorson, puffing out white smoke with great gusto, didn’t notice the stone behind him starting to sweat.
"See that! The slime camouflaged as a stone! That’s the camouflage rule number two — appearance camouflage method. After consuming the secret rock-colored dye, it squeezes into this stone mold, takes the shape of a stone, holds its breath, and hardens its body, thus camouflaging as a perfect stone!"
The Dragon Race Maiden revealed a stone-shaped mold in her hand.
"No, it’s purely because Yorson’s eyes are useless."
Just then, the old village chief Lugo slowly approached the edge of the hillside, toward a bush hiding three small slimes.
"As expected of the old village chief, he discovered where the slimes normally hide right away." Shami looked at the Dragon Race Maiden, "Aren’t they going to be discovered?"
The Dragon Race Maiden shook her head.
"Principal, you’re thinking too simply. There’s also the third rule of camouflage — sound camouflage method. Slimes can mislead humans by mimicking human sounds."
"This sounds too hard. Slimes don’t have human language packs."
Lugo walked slowly to the front of the bush. As he was about to part the bush, two small slimes inside suddenly collided their bellies, making a popping sound, while another small slime breathed heavily in and out.
The bush continuously emitted popping and breathing sounds. The old village chief’s aged eyes opened with vigor for a moment, and he quietly stepped away, tactfully moving far from it.
"In secluded environments like small forests, bushes, or caves, as long as the slime makes popping sounds, curious humans will steer clear on their own!"
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"Truly, none other than the Hundred-Change Thief Chameleon Elze, the teacher!"