Winter Snow Thousand Cat Lanterns

The vast Dream Sea, atop layers of miracles and magnificence, where Transcendents walk the ascendant path guided by their ultimate longings as if by beacons.
The supreme beings wielded power, their greatness shining in all directions, ascending to divinity.
But even deities were not the ultimate. They too struggled for greater perfection and ideals, endlessly, within the Void Origin, above the Dream Sea.
"So... Your Majesty Ybur, as the most powerful Slime in history, what exactly drives you to become stronger?"
Many years later, when faced with the question from a Heavenly envoy, Ybur, who by then stood at the zenith of the Dream Realm as the "World Devourer," recalled the afternoon just after his birth when the Creator had stuffed him down a golden toilet and flushed him into the sewers in one go...
After a long silence, he spoke with a heavy tone:
"It's the toilet. The golden toilet."
The envoy: "???"

I, a Slime, have also dreamed of becoming a great Demon King!

Ah Du pondered carefully and expressed respectfully:


"The materials for the giant bee are tough to get, and volcanic stone is tough to get as well."


Ybur gritted his teeth, thinking that out of four materials, if you can't manage two, you're pretty much headed for disaster!


Forget it, I'll figure it out myself later!


After a while, several small hunting parties returned one after the other. Ah Du went to check the headcount and let out a slight sigh of relief—no one was missing. But as soon as he relaxed on that front, another worry arose. Ah Du, very anxious, found Ybur and said, "Guardian, based on my previous observations, we seem to be losing one or two people every day, if no one went missing during the gathering and hunting, then someone might disappear soon!"


Ybur decisively said, "Gather everyone together, I'll watch over them."


Chapter 105 Citizens of Cold Plateau