Training as a Slime (9)

The name "Everlasting Fire" reminded Cori of the olympics. Feeling recharged after a good round of food and sleep, he darted back into the drawing/ bedroom. Zooming past the doors, he arrived with a thud on the door that was once opened. "Hmm?" Cori chirped, yes other than the squeaky noises he can actually chirped but he did not noticed he made a new sound. Although he would be able to recall if he wanted to due to his skill. He tried opening the door but it was locked. 

It seemed as if the room was trying to protect itself after all those abuse from Cori. So one should always treasure their homes and treat them with dignity and care. And that was what Cori concluded after realising that the house was not just a mere place to sleep. It was alive, and maybe, most likely with a high probability that it was also the abode of the deity once upon a time. Although to be fair, the deity likely owned this entire universe.

A door behind Cori faintly creaked opened, supposedly enticing Cori to enter. Cori turned and stared at the dark corridor lit by the opened room. It felt foreboding. But what could go wrong in a place owned by the deity right? Right?

Cori made his way cautiously along the shadowy hallway. For all he know, this house might be operated by ghosts and poltergeists instead. It was not uncommon in his world for gods and goddesses to adopt spirits for cultivation, so what made his circumstance here any different? With that slime-sense jiggling, like how Spiderman would feel whenever danger approached round the corner, Cori too slowly unravelled the knives bag and blindly reached for a knife. The system prompted, "Please select knife from unlimited storage knives bag." Cori, pleasantly surprised, that the storage bag he wanted to find was with him all along. He selected the option "Random" and took out the Phoenix Knife - "Phoenix Knife- a knife that will self repair and never go blunt. All ingredients cut by this knife will gain a new lease of life. You can even cut a live fish and make it into 2 instead!". "What kind of knife is this? What if I cut whatever is waiting for me and it turned into 2? Won't I die faster?" Cori complained in different squeaky lengths. Cori changed it to another knife. The fairy knife- "A tooth for a tooth was the usual decreed. But this knife shall cut your target and make it drop money!" Cori felt the knife to be extremely well made, just from the description. It definitely has nothing to do with how capitalistic he was. Feeling confident, and also being extremely happy that he could make some profit out of it, he slid to the corner and used (Observation) before entering the room.

System, "Gymnasium". 

Cori, "A gym? This is not just a house, it is the house of a rich landlord!" Cori put away his knife and entered the room completely defenceless. The door suddenly bang shut. System, "Gym activated. Scanning body type... tailoring workout... fat percentage detected, muscles detected, retrieving user data. User Cori, average build. Target muscle growth workout recommended, initiating workout plan. Changing Cori's attire to workout attire. Workout commencing in 3, 2, 1..."

Cori was caught completely off guard and was completely disarmed. Shocked, Cori was shocked! System, "Forcibly activating his ability." "Squeak, squee, squeak, wheeze, squeeeeeek!" cried Cori as he repeatedly melted into a puddle and bounced back into shape below a heavy metal plate. To make the matter worse, the number of metal plates kept increasing. If he was back in his world, this would count as leg days. But over here, he did not know what he was training for. "Help!!!!!!!!" Cori squeaked with tears running down his rotund body.