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!

The Black Pudding Bank's direct support now reaches 4,000 clients, a number that ballooned rapidly because of a major recent transaction—in the economically better-off Core Four Districts, specifically the Buck District, there's a hidden but incredibly large homeless population. These homeless live in an abandoned sewer, amongst litter and waste. They beg or scavenge during the day and at night crawl back into the sewers to avoid the Nightwatchmen.


In fact, the existence of these homeless has indeed contributed to numerous crimes, and the Nightwatchmen have their reasons for existing to some extent.


Chapter 124 I, Ybur am the Capitalist