The Cannon Fodder Real Young Master is a Slime?! - Chapter 14

Meeting his husband’s deep, cold gaze.

Certus: Why are you so certain that this magical creature’s name is Gugu Crow?

Certus was the username of the poster who had previously shared the photo of the Gugu Crow. Instead of replying directly in the thread, the other party had chosen to inquire in a private chat window, maintaining a cautious attitude.

Shi Yunmu rubbed the side of his phone, thinking to himself, This human is pretty sharp.

He completely overlooked the fact that he was the one who had directly and rather carelessly typed out the name of the Gugu Crow in the first place.

But dealing with this question wasn’t difficult. Wrapped up in his blanket, Shi Yunmu calmly typed back: Every magical creature has its own name.

He made up a lie on the spot: There’s a book called “The Grand Encyclopedia of Magical Creatures,” haven’t you read it?

It was a pure case of turning the tables and shifting the blame.

The other party didn’t suspect him and replied coldly: No.

Inside the pitch-black bed curtains, the only sounds were the faint tapping of his roommate’s keyboard outside and the sharp intake of breath whenever a game went wrong. The round, black ball of fur had already fallen asleep near the best spot for the air conditioning. Shi Yunmu stared alone at the word “No” on his phone screen, falling into deep thought.

Why did this feel a bit like his husband?

After a moment of deliberation, the young man continued to reply, feigning regret: Then that’s a pity, it’s really a great book!

Is that so? the other party asked, Is the coverage of magical creatures in the book very comprehensive?

Yeah, Shi Yunmu replied.

Certus said nothing else and simply started sending pictures.

Communicating across the screen, it was as if the two of them had started playing a picture-guessing game.

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Shadow Tiger.

[Image.jpg] What about this one?

Rock Lizard.

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Ghost Crying Vine, easy peasy.

Certus: You actually really know them all.

Certus: So, has this book been published?

Shi Yunmu answered mysteriously: Secret family recipe.

So far, the only talking magical creature he had encountered was the dust demon, Xiao Wei. Speaking in that sense, wasn’t it exactly a secret family recipe?

Certus still had many questions: Why did you say the Gugu Crow tastes good?

Have you eaten it?

Based on his understanding of humans, Shi Yunmu knew they might not be very accepting of eating magical creatures. So, he calmly played dumb and replied: I don’t eat them, it’s just written in the book that they are edible.

Certus’s reply was also neither hot nor cold: Is that so?

Yeah.

To appear innocent, Shi Yunmu specially added an emoji: [Pleading Cat.jpg]

The other side fell silent for five seconds, seemingly giving up: Alright.

After a pause, Certus also sent: [Pleading Cat.jpg]

With two cute little cat emojis appearing on the phone’s chat interface, Shi Yunmu finally felt relieved: It shouldn’t be his husband. After all, besides brief replies like “Mhm,” “Okay,” or “Oh,” his husband never used emojis or anything of the sort.

Their WeChat chat window was still completely filled with emojis that Shi Yunmu had sent over himself.

Certus didn’t reply again after sending that emoji. Only then did Shi Yunmu take his phone and open a new game.

That’s right, his previous game account had been banned, so Shi Yunmu could only start a new account and silently learn how to play using two tentacles, or two human hands.

Even a ban couldn’t stop his enthusiasm for the games developed by humans!

Inside the office of the Special Security Department, a man lowered his eyes to look at his phone screen, his fingers bent as he tapped the desktop absentmindedly, lost in thought.

He had been observing this user with a username of scrambled letters for a few days now. The user was very active on the forum, hanging around various threads and enthusiastically answering questions for fellow netizens.

This forum was set up by enthusiastic netizens who had seen magical creatures and voluntarily chosen not to forget them. It allowed anyone to enter, though the download link was relatively difficult to find.

Basically, every member of the Special Security Department in the country had an account on this magical creature forum…this was exactly what they called “pooling collective wisdom.” Occasionally, they couldn’t just rely on their public officials; civilian strength was also necessary.

Of course, allowing anyone to enter also had its drawbacks: you would never know what kind of intentions the person behind the screen had when sending you messages or typing words. In the end, everything still depended on one’s own discernment.

However, usually when everyone referred to magical creatures, they used their level code names. People like this scrambled-letter user who knew everything about various magical creatures were few and far between. Because of this, a new thread had even been started on the forum specifically to study this scrambled-letter user.

Given that the scrambled username started with the letter “s,” some netizens directly called him “s-god,” which was simple, clear, and easy to use.

Lu Que had been using the account Certus to test him for a few days, but apart from enthusiastically answering questions, the other party revealed almost nothing else.

He stared at the phone screen, his eyes narrowing slightly: Who exactly was this “s”?

Lu Que knew almost everyone in the Special Security Department, and he was certain that this scrambled-letter user was not a public official.

But why did this person know more about magical creatures than the insiders of the Special Security Department?

He exited the forum and returned to his private WeChat window with Shi Yunmu.

Thanks to the school’s slow administrative processing speed, it had taken Shi Yunmu a few days to successfully complete the checkout process for his dormitory. He was packing his things tonight and would only move back to Lu Que’s residential community tomorrow evening.

The slime had loudly announced his return and strongly requested that Lu Que come to pick him up.

Lu Que, naturally, would not refuse: originally, he needed to keep a close eye on the slime anyway.

Ming He had been making up all kinds of excuses to contact Shi Yunmu over the past few days, and because he had been looking for him too frequently, he was already starting to be disliked by Shi Yunmu.

This kind of contact through making up various excuses wasn’t a permanent solution after all.

Lu Que still had to do it himself.

Before he could continue thinking about work matters, the Chief of the Special Security Department, Old Yan, knocked on the door: “Xiao Lu, time for the meeting.”

The man put away his phone and responded, “Alright.”

He followed Old Yan out the door. With some distance still left before reaching the meeting room, Old Yan coughed and began making small talk: “Xiao Lu, how are things going between you and your partner?”

Lu Que was expressionless: “He went to school.”

Old Yan: “Oh, school, school is good, learning new knowledge wait, what kind of school is that kid attending?”

He thought that male doll looked so handsome, and his face was so small, he couldn’t be in high school, right?

“…University.”

Before the shocked look in Old Yan’s eyes could turn into condemnation for being worse than a beast, Lu Que corrected him in time.

“Also, Chief Yan,” Lu Que said calmly, “I’ve told you before, he is a magical creature.”

But Lu Que hadn’t disclosed to anyone the fact that Shi Yunmu was actually a slime, so in Old Yan’s eyes, Shi Yunmu was still the “ordinary person” who had passed the test: “You saw the test report last time too, that kid is just a human. Why do you keep holding onto that?” He said earnestly, “Since you’re already married, then live well together. I see that male doll is very innocent, you need to take good care of him…”

Just as Old Yan was trying hard to preach the grand philosophy that “those who love their wives prosper,” the man finally spoke up helplessly: “Chief Yan, we’ve arrived at the meeting room.”

Old Yan looked closely, and indeed, they had almost walked past it while talking.

He coughed again, pretending to look serious: “Right, let’s go in.”

As soon as they pushed the door open, everyone inside stood up to welcome them.

There were people from the Special Security Department, such as Old Wen, the head of the detection department, but there were also unfamiliar faces: wearing blue uniforms, obviously not belonging to the Special Security Department.

Old Wen, who had already been chatting with the other party for quite a while, squinted his eyes and introduced cheerfully: “Old Yan, Xiao Lu, this is Officer Xiao Wang, the officer in charge of the Qinghe University Town jurisdiction. Xiao Wang, this is our Chief, and the captain of the anomaly investigation squad.”

The police officer shook hands with them: “Chief Yan, Captain Lu.”

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, everyone sat down, and Old Yan said: “Xiao Wang, we’ve heard about this case in the University Town, and we’ve also received the photos. Why did you come over in person?”

The photos of the Gugu Crow were naturally sent by the local jurisdiction police. Given that these magical creatures hadn’t made any special movements yet, and they were active at night and dormant during the day making it hard to find their base, the Special Security Department had originally planned to delay their action for three days, but they hadn’t expected the police officer to come directly.

Speaking of the Gugu Crow, the officer’s expression turned a bit grave: “I didn’t want to trouble you either, but mainly, this species has undergone a mutation.”

“A mutation?”

The officer nodded: “Yes, the reports we received before were all related to hallucinations, but last night…” He sighed, “A student who returned late had their eye pecked and injured.”

“Pecked and injured? What time did it happen?” Old Yan’s brow furrowed tightly, forming a deep frown.

If magical creatures didn’t hurt people, they could continue to be observed. Once they hurt people, it had to be placed as a top priority to be resolved without delay.

The officer pulled up the surveillance footage: “Around three in the morning. According to the victim’s description, the loud cries of this bird carried a kind of violent feeling.”

He had another half-sentence he didn’t say: It was as if they had suffered a loss at someone’s hands and could only take it out on humans.

Old Yan pondered: “It seems something has provoked them.”

The officer said: “Fortunately, the bird’s beak struck at an angle, so it doesn’t affect the victim’s vision.”

But it also showed that clearing out the Gugu Crows could not be delayed.

The officer took out his phone and displayed new photos: “We also captured some new photos, these birds have strange patterns on their bodies.”

Several people cast their eyes toward the officer’s phone. The bird on it flashed past, but it was enough to clearly see a pattern and color distinct from the feathers.

Like a spiderweb.

Old Yan looked at Lu Que, and the man nodded: “I will go investigate immediately tonight.”

The officer breathed a sigh of relief: “Sorry to trouble you, Captain Lu.”

“No trouble.”

Having eaten Gugu Crows for several days, the slime, whose magic power had recovered to a certain extent, looked down on them even more. He had also aroused a deeper fear in them: for example, last night, Shi Yunmu’s capture record was only one, because all the others had hidden away, not daring to show their faces.

Rubbing his belly, Shi Yunmu licked his lips: “No way, I still want to go tonight.”

Using Gugu Crows as a midnight snack was really just right.

Xiao Wei also wanted to eat; meat crumbs were still meat: “If Master wants to go, then go. Anyway, they can’t beat us!”

Having a stepping stone, Shi Yunmu directly nodded and agreed: “Alright, let’s go!”

Putting on a baseball cap and wearing a low-profile black windbreaker, Shi Yunmu followed the same pattern to bypass the surveillance and came to the wall, preparing to climb over.

The university campus at night was peaceful and quiet. This path was very secluded, and no one could be seen at all.

Shi Yunmu supported himself using the gaps between the bricks, easily found leverage, and leapt onto the wall.

Patting the dust off his hands, Shi Yunmu was exceptionally proud: “Sigh, it’s still so simple—”

“Shi Yunmu?”

A familiar voice entered Shi Yunmu’s ears, exploding like a thunderclap.

Shi Yunmu froze, lowering his head mechanically, and met his husband’s deep, cold gaze.

…A bit of a disaster.

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