[Rein's POV: ]
'Eye of truth.'
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[Slime] (Specialist: Mimic)❗️
Strength: 27
Dexterity: 12
Stamina: 9
Magic power: 30
Intelligence: 12
[Skills: Impersonation, Rapid growth, Attribute absorption, Skill creation, Skill Analysis, Rapid skill adaptation, Comprehensive learning, Data analysis, Question, Evolution.]
~~~> …ummm. Better than expected? It's more than enough to win against them, I think.
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It really was more than I asked for. From its stats to the skills.
'Just the addition of [Rapid skill adaptation] makes this guy a disaster candidate. But that low intelligence makes the proper use of his skills nearly impossible for a creature of his kind.'
Of course, the story would be different if someone reincarnates in a body of a creature like this slime as 'him' but the chances of that happening are as low as someone like us appearing.
But everything changes in a scenario like this one. I can use this little cutie and even his current state is more than enough for the three of those fools.
'And they will obviously come at me after realizing the creatures they are to command aren't their puppets so it makes things easier.'
"Alright~!" With a low shout that only Zoe heard and chuckled at, I looked at my dark blob of amazing potential and whispered in a low voice.
"Bob. That's your name from now on."
It reacted to that voice and its body wiggled as a light came out of it, forming a connection between us as if forming a bond.
It was the most basic step in taming any beast to give them a name, but usually, this process happened after the creature completely submits to the tamer.
'But this dumb blob doesn't even have good enough intelligence to resist my force, making it easier to tame than a chick.'
Still, it accepted me because it was me. It has greater intelligence than many of its kind after all.
But the first step was done.
"Now feel the winds. Feel their swiftness, the properties they carry, and do as I say."
I gave it instructions in a low voice and they were almost silent so there was no chance for others to hear it.
And though it took a while, the results were good.
"Good boy."
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~~~> Bob has acquired [Sensitivity] and [Wind enjoyer] from your teachings. As a result, it has learned what winds are, how they are formed, what atmosphere is, and how he exists in a place with many other natural elements.
~~~> The skills [Comprehensive learning], [Rapid growth], and [Data analysis] have been activated and Bob has learned about the world, resulting in an increase in intelligence.
~~~> Skill: [Question] has been triggered after acquiring new knowledge and Bob has started acquiring new knowledge through new questions it has formed.
~~~> Bob has triggered [Skill creation] and has created a new skill: [World eyes]. As a result of this sudden surge of knowledge, insight, and wisdom, Bob has gained enlightenment and has triggered [Evolution].
~~~> Bob is evolving!
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This specific slime was something very close to an anomaly but it wasn't one thanks to its low intelligence skills with strict usage conditions. And as the world's restrictions went, if a slime like this one even existed somewhere, it would be killed by people that didn't even know its worth or would just die after finishing its short natural lifespan without ever using its skills the way it should.
In a very, very, very rare case, if someone that knew the importance of a creature such as this comes across one like this one, they mostly don't understand how to properly nurture them, and end up destroying a rock that could have turned into a one of a kind jewel.
Or if they do manage to nurture one in a good way, they become famous throughout the world, and their companions become someone the world respects even after their 'lowly' race.
'But something like that has only happened twice throughout the history that I know. And these people held ranks higher than someone in today's time can fathom.'
But there was an even more absurd situation that turned a simple slime into a being feared throughout the current world, and it was no little being as the catastrophes.
But we aren't talking about that right now…
'Eyes of truth.'
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[Genius Slime] (Specialist: Mimic)❗❓
Strength: 120
Dexterity: 110
Stamina: 90
Magic power: 130
Intelligence: 60
[Skills: Impersonation, World eyes, Rapid growth, Attribute absorption, Skill creation, Skill Analysis, Rapid skill adaptation, Comprehensive learning, Data analysis, Question, Sensitivity, Wind enjoyer, Earth enjoyer, Light enjoyer, Darkness admirer, Warmth appreciator, Nature's element, Wisdom barer.]
~~~> Ummm… we should go out and find a real one like this. Life would be easier.
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'Yeah… I couldn't agree more.'
This little blob of slime was amazing.
Even though it was just an illusion it had potential that I have hardly ever seen in any being in the world.
The skills he possessed, though mostly conditional and not easy to activate, were all (Blue) or higher-grade skills in pure power.
He was strong now, and usable enough.
'He can kill… and it was time to kill!'
[01:02]
The swan, drake, and wyvern were surrounding him, and he was inside the forest area, barely outside of the turtle's breathing zone.
I knew very well about that big turtle as it was one of the most favorite creatures of my Eon so it was pretty disadvantageous to that backbench bastard.
Of course he didn't know this fact though, just like how these three coming at me didn't know much about what abyss they were walking into.
[00:45]
The time to have a good meal had come, so, looking at my newborn genius Bob, I gave the last bit of my long instructions to him.
But this time, this bastard of mine had become a new creature as it understood most of the things I was saying on the spot and was even responding to them, telling me what would be right and what wouldn't.
[00:30]
The plan was set, the evolved slime was ready, and for the first time since its birth in this vast plains, it was going to use the skill he was best at from his birth: impersonation.
'Yes yes, many know Mimic is a shape-shifting creature that mostly haunts the adventurers in a dungeon while in a treasure chest form, but to mimic is to impersonate. And this one is best at it.'
So my instructions to it were clear.
'Take a physical form of a humanoid that you would be most comfortable with while impersonating 'me'.
Use the wood, water, wind, and light you have absorbed, mix it with a condensed essence of your energy, and after that, create a weapon that I'm best with, the scythe.
While mimicking me, learn from my battle experience, use the new energies in your own way, and cut down the creatures the same way I would. And after finishing them off, stop.'
Simple, right?
It was simple for my new temporary baby so he took on a gorgeous form and materialized a pretty scythe and just when they had neared him, he used his new [Nature's element] skill and became one with nature, completely erasing his presence from their senses and even their magic senses.
[00:09]
It was almost time for us to start and now the three creatures surrounding us were confused as the slime that stood there just a moment before had vanished completely.
[00:06]
They used their skills and looked around, and even showed hostility towards the other two, telling them my Bob was their prey.
'Cute fools.'
Bob was preparing his attack, and he was about to use one of my original stances that he had just learned after impersonating 'me'.
There was no way they would live if the force generated from it was the same as I knew but I wasn't sure about it.
It was a difficult technique that took even me a very, very long time to perfect.
And even a mimic specialist slime probably couldn't perfectly reproduce it.
'Still, it's more than enough to finish the three of them. And if he couldn't even defeat these three common creatures-'
[00:01]» [00:00]!
The click before us turned red and Bob finished preparation for his great first attempt.
He had taken the form of a nearly seven-foot tall dark creature that resembled a [Night Crawler] with slim limbs and a face with only a mouth.
He looked cool and his scythe was cool too, but, as I looked at his end part of the preparations, I saw something unique… something that wasn't entirely mine.
My instructions were perfectly limited to what I knew and what I believed would do good for him, however, it did something unexpected.
It improvised on my technique and melded it into his own, added some new things he had just learned, jumped off the ground, and started a bloodbath that was overly gorgeous, and fascinatingly beautiful…
His new scythe technique contained a hint of wildness, something different from my sophisticated technique.
The way he swung his blade and sliced through the draconic and holy creatures like they were mere tofu was sweet~ and the way he didn't constrain itself one bit and just flowed with nature and his instincts was also somewhat like Carla's style.
It wasn't flawless like my style and it wasn't perfectly wild like Carla's. However, the way he had harmonized this little thing was… new. And inspirational.
'Well… damn.'
I wasn't expecting to see something like this, and by the time everything ended and he had butchered all three of them, the class was in another dead silence.
And there was a sweet smile on my Bob's face, while at the same time, I also had a deep smirk on my face that every single one of them looking at me must have found no less than a demon's… but fuck them!
Bob!! Bob the butcher was phenomenal!!!
