Chapter 105: "Slime, your Emperor has returned!"

At that moment, Maxwell Ewell, looking at his 28 Flamethrowers with Blocked Throat, felt an urge to cry.

Only 28.

A Flamethrower with Blocked Throat only had an ammo capacity of 50, meaning his dream of summoning a 500,000-strong slime army in a day was shattered. He could only summon 1,400 slimes a day now.

His eyes were filled with tears as he sniffled in frustration.

But then he sat up on his slime, propped his chin on one hand, and started thinking.

1,400 a day doesn't seem too bad, does it?

1,400 a day means 42,000 a month and 511,000 a year.

That's much faster than before. No matter how loud he used to yell, he could only summon a few slimes a day at most. The most he had ever summoned in one day was nine, never reaching double digits.

Now, his summoning had greatly improved.

With this pace, as long as he stayed in this valley and endured a year, he could muster a 500,000-strong slime army, right?

Then he wiped the snot from his nose.