"I've worked so hard for these muscles, but now they're all gone. Ah fuck you G rank strength."
"Whelp, that sucks, but there's nothing I can do about it now. Lock in Jacob." Jacob slaps himself before getting up and continuing his exploration.
Eventually, he heard a weird noise. Sklrchh, a sticky, goopy sound. Well technically, it would be sounds since there seemed to be multiple. Hiding behind a bush and peeping slightly, Jacob saw 3 round, expired jello looking creatures.
"My first conquest…" Jacob mutters to himself. Now, how exactly would he be able to defeat these guys? Considering he had infinite respawns, he'll use his first attempt to see just how "strong" he was.
The slimes were a short distance away, maybe about 50ish ft. Jacob grabbed a rock and threw it at one of the slimes…only for it to not even reach that far. However, the slimes took notice of the rock, looking around to find the disturbance who threw it.
Jacob took a deep breath and then sprinted towards the creatures. Despite being just a few feet away, he could feel himself getting tired. He struck one of the slimes square in the glob, but his hand was caught. He could feel the acidity melting through his skin, but he was too weak to pull out. He yelped out in agony, but the corrosiveness was seeping through his flesh.
"FUCK! FUCK!" he howled, but his voice cracked, the air stung, thick with the chemical stench of rotted protein and acid.
He tried to run but the other two slimes were on his shoes, dissolving the fabric and then hitting the skin. One of them latched onto his shin, and he felt his tibia snap sideways, a sickening pop that made him retch mid-scream. Jacob could slowly feel the life getting sucked out of him. He looked down and saw his fingers, or what was left of them, floating in the slime, partially dissolved and twitching. His arm dislocated from the shoulder, sucked in deeper until it vanished completely. Then came his legs and the rest of his body. What a gruesome sight.
After that came a loud plop as Jacob face planted onto the ground of his respawn point. He buried his head into his knees, cradling his head.
Holy shit, holy shit, I died. He could feel the phantom pain in his once dismembered limbs. W-weren't slimes supposed to be the easy monsters?
The God of War sends a message
"Pathetic."
Yeah, dying to a slime of all things was pretty pathetic. He needed to think of a strategy since brute force didn't seem to work. After breaking down for half an hour, Jacob finally locked in once more.
Fire, when does fire not work? Like a caveman in the paleolithic era, Jacob scavenged dry twigs and rubbed stones until sparks flew. He went back to the slime area and coaxed a small flame, tossing it carefully toward a slime. The creature sizzled and jerked, its surface bubbling. But then, it split, like a jellyfish multiplying, turning one slime into three smaller, faster slimes.
His breath hitched as they converged on him with renewed vigor. He tried to back away, but one slipped between his legs, sticky and relentless. Acid burned through fabric and skin again, the stench of sulfur filling his nostrils. Another death, respawn.
Okay, 3rd times the charm, right? Classic separation method. Jacob realized that near the slime area for a convenient ravine. He could lure one slime at a time and push them off. Fall damage is universal.
He grabbed an armful of berries from a berry bush and once the slimes were a decent bit away from each other, he threw the bait one at a time. The stupid slime followed his carefully put out trail and that's when Jacob striked! Using his pitiful strength to jam a stick inside the slime and using that stick to push it off!
He used that same plan for the other two slimes and it was a success! Work smarter not harder folks. Despite the simple solution, Jacob was utterly exhausted. He had to do a fair bit of walking, carrying, and pushing, but he made it.
The God of War sends a message
"Impressed by your wit but saddened by weakness. Have an upgrade"
God of War sends an item.