Rice for Enoch’s Second Expeditionary Unit

How to make artificial slime.

One, first, procure water from a lake where there is the protection of the Spirit.

Secondly, mix the water with the demonic stones (* ingredients are trade secrets) that become the vegetables of the slime and leave it for a few days.

Third, when gelled, cut into fist large pieces and pack them in a magic bottle (* patented).

Fourthly, the artificial slime will be completed if it matures on top of the magic formation (* the composition is a trade secret) for a week or so.

"- So the artificial slime is sealed inside the magic bottle, and it won't rumble around unless someone takes it out."

"When processing?

"Boil every magic bottle, so don't die like that"

"Hmm."

I hear more from my uncle who was making artificial slime noodles. It's a pretty interesting story, but if it's abused, it's terrible technology. After all, the Magic Research Agency and the Magic Research Agency are very suspicious institutions.

Based on that, the Phantom Beast Conservation Agency thinks it's a healthy gathering. It's pure love for phantom beasts that drives them.

No, although there are times when that love is also occasionally rampant.

By the way, how do you make glue?

One, boil the artificial slime that was sealed in the magic bottle in a large pan as is without removing it from the bottle.

Two, bake with Joo-joo on an iron plate of demonic stone fuel.

Thirdly, make the crisp slime heavenly and sun-dried.

Fourthly, cut into easy to process sizes, pack them in a bag and you're done.

"Here's what glue looks like"

"Maybe it's dried to the roof, is it?

"Oh. About a week. Yeah, you do it and you dry it."

"I see."

The bottle with the slime is fixed and installed, and it seems unlikely that the building rocked and collapsed. The entrance and exit of the vault are also securely enclosed by magic. Only administrators can get in.

"Well, the killer would be the rate factory manager."

"What about you?

"Alexander Rate, the wizard of the Institute of Demonic Research. He's currently missing, and he's in the process of being nominated."

"Oh, that's"

Apparently, the director of the Demon Research Bureau and factory manager of the glue factory is a suspect in this case. Anything, you think Slime Love was an abnormal person?

"I was naming every slime of ingredient. I thought you were going to do something about it someday."

"That's a horrible story."

Liezelotte was listening and pulling as hard as she could.

If I replaced Slime with a phantom beast, it would have been a possible case of phantom beast protection, but I kept it quiet.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. This slime noodle and braised sugar (Mermelada) -"

Is the new slime noodles and sugar stew (Mermelada) something you make independently as a new slime-based food?

"The slime noodles are prepared by adding flour to the boiled slime, while the sugar stew of the slime (Mermelada) is stewed with fruit juice and sugar in the artificial slime. Why don't you mix some of the cheer seeds so you can enjoy the texture?

No, although it was petite and delicious. The taste was also sweet and sour and delicious. It seems to be a unique blend of different fruit juices. Although the noodles were also tougher and easier to eat than wheat noodles.

"This way, it feels like the slime is being pushed out completely, so if you know the ingredients, you'll feel subtle"

"Then let's name it Slime Style"

"No, no, because I associate that with slime enough too!

Well, commercialization is free. Though I don't know if permission will be granted in this case.

The factory manager who approves it is also missing, the slime, which is the raw material, has escaped, and what happens when it is fulfilled?

If I had broken up with my employee's uncle and compiled the history of the incident in my notebook, the head of the factory manager search squad ordered me to look around the factory.

"I don't like you ~. You're scared ~"

"It's okay. Because there's no slime left inside."

"I know, but"

Moffing Amelia, calming her mind.

"Que ~"

"Yes, I'm fine. I'll try."

Me backed by the Eagle Lion (Griffon). Oh, my God.

Plainly, the Mud (Verse) battle seems to be echoing as a heartache. For once, though I'm a knight, it's a pitiful story.

"Don't worry. I'll protect Mel."

Lieselotte with a golden wand says with a crisp look. As reliable as it can be.

"Que Que!"

They'll protect Amelia, too. I'm happy, I'm going to cry.

"Let's go"

"Yes."

The demon stone lights were lit inside the factory and lit brightly.

Developments in Demon Stone have been remarkable in recent years and are enriching lives in the Wang capital. After a few years, it was said, it would develop further.

The factory was long vertically and lined with lots of large cauldrons boiling slime.

This is not only used to boil a magic bottle with slime, it is also used to boil and disinfect the bottle, apparently.

The factory was deserted, and Sin and the quiet space, I thought, were creepy.

The trick and only the footsteps are echoing in the factory.

"Something's wrong with the vibe...... Gah!

Potatoes and something cold came down my neck.

It's loose and slippery over the skin -

"Hia! This, Sla...... Leezelotte, take it!

"What? Slime came down?

"Yes! You know, the little guy, he got into his clothes."

The slime (small) that fell on his neck muscle landed on his neck muscle and slipped towards his shoulder, then went into his clothes.

"Uh, where?

"Hia, Lieselotte's hand, cold"

"Sorry about that!

Leezelotte's hand, which I got in my clothes, is cold and startling. Sounds cold.

The slime (small) would be about the size of a round thumb and index finger. I told him I was going to give him a back, and he came around to my stomach.

"Hido, hahahaha! Li, Lieselotte, Belly, Belly, Sla! Haha, haha, tickled......!

"Now it's before!?

If Lieselotte wraps around my jacket, I'll meet Slime (Jr.) face to face.

The transparent slime swung plumply, away from me. He's bouncing big and trying to escape.

"Que!!

Amelia jumps and takes the bouncing slime with her mouth (beak). He immediately spewed out and stepped on it with his feet.

"Queer, queer, queer!!

Amelia seemed to be stepping on it with all her might, but the slime (small) kept breathing. Sounds pretty awesome.

"Amelia, let me step back. I'll burn you down with flames!

"No, Lieselotte. Fire is strictly prohibited in the factory."

"That's not what you're saying, is it?

No, no, if you destroy factory equipment, I thought it would cost you a lot of repairs - etc., but Leezelotte's home is rich, so it might not be a problem.

"But there are plenty of magic stones in the factory, and there are magic formations everywhere. I'm not familiar with magic, but if we start a fire, our lives are in danger."

"Yeah, right. It was shallow."

Leezerotte narrows her horizons when blood rises on her head. You should be careful.

"Que - Que -"

Amelia, who is fighting with Slime (Jr.), reports, "This guy, I don't know," I got hot water outside, and I was thinking of measures, but Amelia's legs were blubbering and trembling, and the limits seemed to be coming.

"Oh, Amelia. Excuse me."

If I looked around to see if I had something to push instead, I discovered a magic bottle that would seal the slime.

Hurry up and take it and open the lid.

"Lieselotte, poke the slime (small) with that wand and put it in this magic bottle"

"Wow, okay."

The battle is only once.

The moment Amelia leaves her leg, Leezelotte pokes her slime (small) and drives her to the magic bottle I have. I told everyone about the operation.

"Okay, I'll be there!

"Que!"

"Copy that!"

Breathe in - Operation Started.

Amelia let her legs float. Leezelotte pricks the slime with a gold cane and pushes it towards the bottle.

A slime (small) that goes into a magic bottle, shaking with a pull.

When it all came in, I hurriedly closed the lid. Is it the magic formation of the seal? The circle painted on the lid glowed slightly.

Slime (small) capture is safe and complete.

I was so upset that I discovered one suspicious person.

"Sura, my sura."

Walking around fluttering is my uncle in his forties or so in white.

Without a glance at this one, I'm looking for something.

No longer, I only have a bad feeling.