Chapter 8: Weak and Poor Dust Mites

At this moment, a light yellow tentacle crept out from another small piece of the slime king's body.

The tentacle was trembling slightly, as if it was seriously injured, and it was slowly reaching for Mei Jun.

Mei Jun easily noticed, and he immediately stretched out a mycelial hand to hold it, and sent out a message of inquiry.

"Hey, slime king, you're alright. ”

"Bacteria... Fungus Master, I didn't... It's okay..."The message sent back by the slime king was intermittent, and he looked weak, and he seemed to be very weak.

"Do you want Lao Tzu to help you with anything?" asked Mei Jun with concern.

Although it is a concern, Mei Jun still looks like an uncle.

"Bacteria... Fungus master, you're still busy with yourself. Suddenly, the slime king's message transmission stabilized again, and it seemed that it was fine.

"Whew~ That's fine. Mei Jun analyzed the meaning of the information and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'll heal soon, but I can't send you up right now. One of the slime king's tentacles pointed to the computer desk on the keyboard.

"Well, you're healing like this. Mei Jun's hand touched the skull of the slime king's brain.

After Mei Jun used his ability to leave, the slime king's body trembled again, obviously too badly injured, but it knew that it couldn't waste the fungus master's time.

"Bacteria... Fungus Master, I... I can't let you waste time... between. ”

The slime king suddenly remembered that once Mei Jun had said that he must be a new man, and anyone who stands in his way is an enemy, including time.

Under the keyboard, a lump of smashed slime mold clumps shook like crazy, and the frequency was very fast, as if it was about to heal again.

It turned out that when the keyboard fell, the elastic body of the slime king buffered most of the force, so the nucleus of the parent was just squeezed away.

Although it is fine now, it is still in a bad mood.

At this moment, Mei Jun used all the mycelium in his body to transform his tentacles with suction cups, like a spider and an octopus, clinging to the table and climbing.

He didn't dare to rest, let alone let go.

As the saying goes, it's easy to go down, but it's hard to go up.

What's more, he climbed a table that was 90 degrees perpendicular to the ground, but...

"How long do you have to climb, and why are the table legs straight..."Mei Jun looked at the moon outside, and silently added another stroke of "Zheng" on his thigh.

Yes, he crawled all day, from the first night to the next, but he was finally at the end.

Mei Jun looked at the desktop in front of him, and finally exerted his strength.

"Whew~ Neurotic, whose table is so straight. Mei Jun's toothless mouth moved slightly, and she let out a complaint that only she could hear.

"It's finally here, but the table is really high, but I don't know what happened to the slime king. ”

He stood up in human form, his soul poking out and glancing at the ground sixty or seventy centimeters from the tabletop, but unfortunately he didn't see the slime king blocked by the keyboard.

In fact, this is just an ordinary table, but he has become a microorganism that cannot be seen by the naked eye, and everything is extremely tall.

Then, he gathered his mind and looked around.

Dust, a lot of dust, and... A dozen dust mites are scattered around the camera and speakers.

House dust mites are a very common type of dust mites, and they will multiply quickly as long as the climate is humid and warm and human dander can be found as food.

"It's a bit strange that, in general, 1,000-10,000 mites can be counted per square meter, even on a carpet that is carefully vacuumed regularly. ”

Mei Jun's soul looked at these spider-shaped monsters that were a full 0.3 millimeters, and fell into doubt.

"Is it because no one has lived here for so long?"

But anything that stands in his way is an enemy.

Mei Jun's body is now 100 microns in size, but it is still several times smaller than house dust mites, but these creatures don't have much intelligence.

Although they don't have much intelligence, they are very lethal, with a pair of sharp mouthparts on their heads, three pairs of wide crawling feet on their abdomen, a pair of chelicerae at the front, and multiple bristles on their elliptical bodies.

Mei Jun was cautiously approaching them, and before devouring the electronic devices such as the camera, he wanted to eat these dust mites to see what would happen.

All he had to do was look for a lone one.

Getting closer and closer, he was now hunched over like a hunter in the dust piled up high, and now the closest one to him was only about 0.2 millimeters in size.

After all, persimmons still have to be pinched softly, and if something happens, it will be fatal.

Suddenly, Mei Jun slapped his palm on the pile of dust in front of him, and then his figure shrank rapidly, he didn't forget that he would compress.

The dust mite also sensed the movement of the protrusion, and then twisted its head, but it didn't seem to notice.

At this time, the two are only a few millimeters apart.

Mei Jun's tiny body stretched the mycelium, and then used the ability to devour to act on the end, and quickly glided close to the dust mite against the table.

"Oops, it's still been discovered!"

As soon as Mei Jun appeared, the bristles on the dust mite trembled, and the three pairs of crawling feet on his abdomen suddenly moved back a few steps, and his open mouthparts were facing him.

Then, the dust mite attacked clumsily, and the speed was very fast, and one of the pair of chelicera was raised high and was about to smash on Mei Jun's body, but Mei Jun was able to shrink.

After losing its target, the dust mite remained stupidly in place as if it were on standby.

And Mei Jun, who was out of danger, retreated out of the attack range of the dust mites one after another.

Now Mei Jun's attack methods are really not much, except for devouring, they are almost gone.

His current body is too small, and even if he uses Devour, the suction power is not enough to suck the dust mites that are not slow.

It's like I have a lot of oil, but my engine has little power.

If the dust mites are tightly tied up with deformed mycelium to limit their speed, this is a fool's dream.

The dust mite is a kind of arthropod, and its hard shell and powerful limbs are sure to break Mei Jun's mycelium.

"It's okay to wear it down, though. ”

Mei Jun looked at this dust mite and just wanted to say, although Lao Tzu's engine is small, Lao Tzu's oil is enough!

After trimming the strategy, Mei Jun was ready to use the rogue school of play of "the enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy is tired and I attack".

He began to retreat step by step, and the dust mite was annoyed to spin in circles.

Besides, Mei Jun can also shrink his body, so it is even more impossible to capture.

The battle begins to fall into a strange whirlpool, with a humanoid mold circling a dust mite...

And that dust mite has no intelligence, and is so stunned that it can't even escape.

Until the dust mite collapsed weakly, and its heavy body shook a wave of dust on the table, ending its ignorant life.

At this time, Mei Jun completely appeared, her toothless mouth hooked up a cunning arc, and her soul poked out to stare at the prey that had finally fallen.

The dust mite wasn't dead, just shivering powerlessly on the table, a life-threatening fear.