"Are you really a slime?"


    different.


    "Yes... I am."


    "Then, please! Teach me everything!


    "Umm, hello?"


    "... Oh dear."


    "Don''t die on me!"


    "... Ow."


    "Yes! You''re not dead... again!"


    "That''s an interesting way of saying I''m still alive."


    "Well, you almost had to die twice!"


    again when he got incapacitated, and if it wasn''t for his fellow slime''s convincing act, almost ripped apart by a pack of wolves.


    "Sigh. Thank you... for your help back there."


    "Never mind that! How did you even kill that thing!?"


    "Stabbed its brain, plain and simple."


    "... "Stabbed"? "Brain"?"


    "Look. This is going to be sudden, but I want to spend less time explaining. There''s just no telling when other monsters would knock on our doors uninvited once they noticed that gigantic lizard corpse.I know that this makes me sound like some obnoxious CEO, but if we want to survive together I need you to follow my orders...


    Will you join me?"


    "Yes!"


    "Then I need you to try making this."


    "This is what I used to kill it," He waved the primitive weapon. If he wasn''t proud of presenting his humble creation, that''d be a bit of a lie.


    "Woaaah. You did it with that thing? How?"


    "Here," He put the blade to the ground in front for it to grab. "Well? You wanna take a better look or what?"


    "What?"


    "What do you mean "what"? You have my permission to touch it," Is there anything that it didn''t understand? Was there an error in his telepathy? His knowledge about how it works is limited, being that whatever he says is converted into a message the other party can understand.


    "Touch? As in... eat it?"


    "Hey Sage," He untethered his mental connection to it, hoping it wouldn''t hear his private conversation. "Care to shed some light?"


    [Unlike you who had hands in your previous life, I believe that your friend has no concept of "grabbing". With your race digestion method being through simple skin contact, it may have confused the action "touch" with "eat".]


    "Ahh. That makes sense."


    "I think I know what part you misunderstood."


    "Huh?"


    "Observe."


    "When I say touch, you just try to stick it on your body."


    "... Uhuuuuuh."


    "And what I did earlier, as you may or may not have seen, is that I threw it by whipping a limb," He extended a tentacle with the pebble at the tip, then swing it to throw a few meters. Seeing so made it gasp, it was something it never saw before.


    "What?! That''s how you did it? Can I do that?!"


    "... Don''t tell me you''re serious."


    "You''re serious," And there was nothing more serious than his voice.


    "Now try it."


    "Agh! How can you do it so easily?"


    "Hey, Sam! Come here, I need your help."


    "Sam?"


    "Yeah, I''m not exactly creative at naming."


    "Wait, my name''s now... "Sam"?"


    "What?You don''t like it?"


    "I... I really love it! It''s like the shortened version of yours! Thank you!"


    "Anywho... I have a task for you."


    "Right away!"


    "Sigh."


    "Is there somethin-"


    "Hold this thing."


    "That''s called a knife. Do you see those edges? Under no circumstances that you do NOT touch them."


    "Stand on its back."


    "Stab its nape."


    "Nape?"


    "This part."


    "Aim the tip down, thenpush the knife downwards ashardas you can. It''s not that hard, right?"


    "Ha... HahaHAHA!"


    "No... No! No no no no NO!"


    "Listen. It''s ok."


    "It''s "ok"?! IT''S "OK"?! I BROKE THE ONLY THING THAT YOU USED TO FIGHT! I SHATTERED THE FUTURE WHERE I COULD''VE BEEN A QUEEN! HOW CAN THAT BE OK?! I''M SORRY! I''M SO SORRY! I''m so sorry! I''m so sorry I''m so-"


    "Hmm... not that one... or that one... Ooh! That one''s a bit wide. Should be good for skinning."


    You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.


    "And there we go... done. Hey Sam!"


    "Yes... I know. I''m so careless and pathetic... I endangered both of our lives... What I have done is unforgivable... I''m sorry."


    "I said it''s ok you dramatic dimwit. Were burning a lot of time," He spat his newly made creation in front of Sam.


    "Gasp! You can make more?!"


    "Yes. Though it takes some effort."


    "Gasp! Can I have it!?"


    "You can have it if you want."


    "Gasp! Thank you!"


    "Then canwe PLEASE GET ON WITH IT?"


    "Hey, Sam. This might be a bit too late to ask, but," He was chewing a stone, a big one he couldn''t fully absorb. Their knives can cut meat, but not bones. They''ll need something heavy to chop its limbs. He was thinking an axehead would do well, by raising it up together and dropping like a guillotine. But there was one thing that still bothers him, "Where did you hide when I was fighting?"


    "I hid in a hole."


    "Hole? You mean a burrow?"


    "No. Like the drake''s hole."


    "Wait... what hole."