"Is this guy too carefree or what!
Aren't you afraid that Gurgle will eat your finger too?"
"Gurgle?" Gurgle looked at Kevin's finger, called out, then moved forward, enveloping Kevin's finger. In the next moment, they saw the blood on Kevin's finger disappearing at a visible rate.
"Eating, eating!" Kevin exclaimed excitedly, as if watching a small pet eating for the first time.
And then, in the next moment, Kevin suddenly felt a cool sensation on his finger, and to his astonishment, the wound on his finger was healing rapidly before his eyes!
"Huh?" Kevin looked at this scene in disbelief, and even Bella's eyes widened.
"Slime... does it have this kind of function?"
"Yes, the coagulated liquid inside a Slime can heal wounds, but it requires the consumption of its own energy. I didn't expect this Slime to be willing to expend energy to heal your wound..." Bella said in a daze.
"I see..." Kevin nodded, and then saw the wound on his finger recover, with no pain at all.
And Gurgle's body actually visibly shrank, even smaller than when they first met.
"Gurgle..." It called out, but its voice seemed somewhat weak.
Kevin was taken aback and said, "So Gurgle shrank because it consumed a lot of energy to heal my wound, right?"
Bella nodded: "That's correct."
Kevin's face was suddenly filled with emotion, and he rubbed Gurgle against his cheek.
"This is not a demonic Slime at all, it's like a little angel!"
"Don't worry, Gurgle, I'll find something for you to eat right now and fatten you up..." With that, Kevin strode forward with renewed vigor.
Suddenly, he saw a river.
"Heaven is on my side; there should be fish in the river, and at the very least, there should be some snails, which are more energy-rich than rocks!"
"Come on, Gurgle, I'll take you to have some river delicacies!"
Bella watched this scene and couldn't help but laugh: "This guy, his nerves are too big..."
She called out, "Be careful, don't get eaten by the magical beasts in the river!"
Upon arriving at the riverbank, Kevin, of course, would not act recklessly again. He first took a moment to observe the small river.
The water was so clear that he could see the bottom, and by estimation, the depth was no more than knee-deep. He didn't spot any large creatures, so there should be no danger.
However, out of caution, he found a long stick and poked around in the river.
He didn't poke out any danger, but instead, he poked out many crabs that looked like stones.
Without a word, Kevin cast an analysis spell on them.
[Stone Crab: A river crab that disguises itself as a stone, it is a non-magical creature with a hard shell, edible.]
Since they had no magic, they did not belong to the category of magical beasts.
Kevin felt relieved and chuckled, "Gurgle, wait for me to catch you some crabs to eat!"
With that, he rolled up his pants legs and carefully waded into the river. As he had anticipated, the water was only knee-deep, not very deep. Then he bent over and began to catch the stone crabs.
The stone crabs were only slightly larger than a coin, with the largest being no bigger than a Chinese mitten crab, round in shape, and their shell patterns resembled stones, making them hard to spot as they curled up on the riverbed.
But Kevin had a method: as soon as he stirred the wood, the stone crabs would be startled and crawl out on their own.
The stone crabs didn't move very fast, and their pincers were not large, posing no threat. Kevin, with his keen eyes and quick hands, caught one after another, not minding the dirt, and directly put them into his side pockets, buttoned up, ensuring they couldn't escape.
In no time, Kevin's four pockets were filled to the brim.
"A big haul, a big haul!" Kevin laughed, jumped onto the shore, and then picked up a small stone crab and presented it to Gurgle: "Eat, Gurgle."
"Gurgle~" Gurgle immediately made a joyful sound, wrapped the stone crab with its round body, and the crab immediately started to struggle, foaming all over.
The hard shell was melting at a visible rate to the naked eye, and in no time, a small stone crab was completely digested by Gurgle, leaving nothing behind.
And Gurgle's body seemed to have grown a bit larger.
Kevin immediately happily continued to feed: "Come on, eat more, get fatter."
"Gurgle~"
After a dozen stone crabs, Gurgle's size swelled to the size of a pomegranate, a bit larger than before, and the energy spent on healing Kevin's wounds was replenished.
As for the remaining stone crabs, Kevin planned to eat them himself, to taste how the crabs from another world were.
"A bit hungry, let's take care of lunch." Saying that, Kevin looked around: "Start a fire first."
There are many ways to start a fire, and Kevin had learned several just from videos.
Although the fire-plough method is the most well-known, it is also the most difficult way to start a fire, so it is not suitable for theoretical novices like Kevin. Therefore, he chose the simplest method—the fire-plough method.
The fire-plough method involves digging a long groove in a soft wooden board, placing flammable tinder in front of the groove, and continuously moving a harder wooden stick back and forth until sparks ignite the tinder.
So now Kevin had to find soft wood and tinder.
He looked around and found a piece of wood and a stick, then went to the river to pick up stones, knocking them against each other to obtain a relatively sharp stone slab, and then used the slab to pound the wood into a flat plate.
It was a bit laborious, but for the sake of eating stone crabs, Kevin showed a lot of patience.
Soon, he had a grooved board and a wooden stick, and he used the wood shavings from his wood pounding as tinder.
He also gathered some dry branches and dead leaves, ready for burning.
So, let's get started!
He first sprinkled a bit of sand into the groove to increase friction, making it easier to start a fire, and then began to rapidly rub the wooden stick within the groove.
It was a bit strenuous, but with his persistent attempts, the groove soon began to turn black and wisps of blue smoke emerged.
Sparks appeared and extinguished, but Kevin was not willing to give up and tried again, three times in total.
"Got it, got it!" Finally, a spark appeared within the groove, and Kevin quickly and carefully transferred the spark into the wood shavings, blowing gently and cautiously.
The spark began to brighten, igniting the wood shavings, the blue smoke grew larger, and gradually, a small flame emerged.