In World of Fate, the pet relationship is an invisible “contract,” typically upheld by both parties or a contract witness.
For players, however, the “system” enforces these contracts uniformly.
The Slime Queen could sense that this contract wasn’t entirely secure.
Strictly speaking, Bai Yue Ling’s pet was the Slime Queen’s Avatar, not the true Slime Queen, causing a slight looseness in the contract’s rules.
For the Slime Queen, this sliver of weakness was enough.
If she could gradually amass power and restore her full strength, she could break free from the contract’s control.
It might take years, but she could wait. Having endured countless ages, a few years were but a fleeting moment.
Staring at the smug, white-haired, busty girl before her, a glint of mockery flashed in the Slime Queen’s eyes.
Like keeping pets, huh?
She silently resolved that one day, she’d fasten a fine collar around Bai Yue Ling’s neck, letting her taste the sting of servitude.
A thousand words boiled down to one—
Endurance!
The Slime Queen faintly sensed that the future where she’d turn this white-haired, busty girl into her pet wasn’t far off.
Until then, she just needed to endure.
Bai Yue Ling spoke as she walked. “By the way, ‘Slime Queen’ is too long. Let’s give you a new name.”
The Slime Queen replied indifferently, “You can just call me ‘Queen.’”
“No way… how about ‘Little Slime’?”
The Slime Queen didn’t respond, but her twitching body clearly rejected the name.
Seeing Bai Yue Ling growing fond of “Little Slime,” the Slime Queen quickly backtracked. “In my long years, I’ve seen stars shift, seas turn to fields, and countless lives come and go. Those who met me gave me many names…”
“Stop,” Bai Yue Ling shot her a sideways glance. “Why so poetic? In a novel, people would think you’re padding the word count.”
The Slime Queen took a deep breath, suppressing her anger. “Slime Liya, Mucus Nara, Jelly Zera, Morph Lisa… these are my former names. Pick one.”
“Pick one?” Bai Yue Ling said carelessly. “Alright, then ‘Jelly’ it is.”
Before the Slime Queen could protest, Bai Yue Ling finalized the rename.
[Your pet “Slime Queen” has been renamed “Jelly.”]
Jelly?
The mighty Slime Queen, now sharing a name with a ridiculous dessert?
The Slime Queen—no, now Jelly—trembled, her lower half splitting into a gaping maw. “I’ll kill you!”
“Hey, don’t be so scary. I’m not into xenomorphs. Turn back into a normal human already,” Bai Yue Ling teased.
“I can’t take this! Don’t let me break this damn pet contract, or I’ll train you so hard you’ll take my shape!”
“Hmph, weakling, breaking already? Keep raging—I’m not listening~”
This was Jelly’s first taste of a cheeky brat’s prowess in her long life.
In contrast, Bai Yue Ling felt lighthearted, all the fear, oppression, and pursuit from before swept away.
“Sure enough, my joy comes from others’ pain~”
Bai Yue Ling strolled through the ruins with a spring in her step. Behind her, Jelly shrank into humanoid form, glaring hatefully at the swaying, black-stockinged hips, plotting how to punish her once she broke the contract.
“By the way, Jelly, you really don’t know how to get out of here?”
“I don’t know.”
“But I saw you pinned by a spear at the ruins’ entrance.”
“None of your business.”
The ancient, buried ruins seemed to lack any exit.
Bai Yue Ling and Jelly ventured deeper, stopping at a broken bridge.
The bridge, once hundreds of meters long, had been severed by some immense force, leaving only jagged ends—a chasm impossible to cross.
Across the bridge loomed a cluster of towering castles, sharp as sawteeth, stretching up to the cavern’s ceiling. That side seemed to be the true ruins, while Bai Yue Ling’s position was merely an outer outpost.
Below the bridge, a hundred-meter-wide river roared, its deep, turbulent waters shimmering with a mysterious glow, flowing into an unknown, shadowy abyss.
“No way forward…” Bai Yue Ling squatted by the bridge, swaying her hips thoughtfully.
Aside from the opposite side, the area was sealed by rock walls, with only the river leading deeper underground.
Bai Yue Ling looked up. “Jelly, can you stretch across and make a bridge with your body?”
Jelly shot her a cold glance, her voice chilling. “No.”
First, she couldn’t reach that far. Second, she didn’t want to help.
Bai Yue Ling pondered, then stood abruptly.
“Then wrap me in your body, and we’ll jump into the river below. We’ll go with the flow.”
With no other paths, drifting with the current might be the best option.
Worst case, she’d die and respawn in the city—no big deal, just an adventure.
Enter my body, wrap around, toy with… Jelly’s mind flashed with ideas, nodding without hesitation. “Fine.”
“No funny business, okay?”
“Agreed.”
She expanded her body, letting Bai Yue Ling slip inside, then gently descended, drifting with the river’s rapid current toward the unknown abyss.
Watching Bai Yue Ling curiously swim within her body, Jelly sneered inwardly.
Who says no touching means I can’t play? This brat knows too little about slimes.
Just as Jelly planned to “teach” this oblivious white-haired girl a lesson about slime prowess, she suddenly sensed an overwhelmingly powerful gaze, devoid of emotion, scanning them.
The gaze felt like it came from the distant heavens, carrying supreme judgment. A mere glance made Jelly convulse uncontrollably, as if she’d disintegrate under its terrifying pressure.
Who… who is this? Who’s watching me?
The river’s icy chill seeped into her, and Jelly trembled, yearning to hide in a rock crevice to escape the gaze.
Such terrifying pressure—could it be… a god?
But why was a goddess’s gaze fixed so precisely on her?
As Jelly puzzled, she noticed Bai Yue Ling writhing in pain within her, as if enduring unbearable torment, every inch of her body trembling in agony.
The goddess’s gaze…
Was it targeting her?