C35 So There Are Things Slime Paste Can't Do too

Don't take my steak...

The juicy steak in my hand suddenly jumped out of my arms. Wah, don't run, why would the steak run?

I chased after the steak, waving my pincers to hit it down. I didn't expect it to fly directly to my face and cover my respiratory organs.

Wu -?! I can't suck it anymore!

My consciousness is about to sink into the darkness! Friend, wait a minute