The Legend of the Two and Three Continents (Chapter One)
The bright moon hung in the sky, the beautiful scenery remained, but the beauty was gone. "Ah, I won't let you go, evil army!" Shi San shouted through gritted teeth. Watching the Slimes he had painstakingly raised die or get injured, he felt like crying but had no tears! The 'evil army' was Shi San's name for a group of Kirbys, because they were as nasty as some people he encountered on a forum in his previous life, no, even worse. They had pink bodies, like the jelly from his previous life, and especially disliked the green Slimes. "Fight if you want, but sneaking up on me is just too evil!" Shi San cursed again. "How am I going to get through the next month? Sigh." Shi San was an orphan; thirteen years ago, the village chief found him on a large rock with a jade pendant engraved with the number three, so he was named Shi San. "So unlucky, I didn't expect to have it so rough after transmigrating," Shi San thought as he tidied up the Slimes' pens. "Brother Shi, what are you doing?" came a sweet, delicate female voice… (Just testing the waters, share your opinions)
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