Chapter 184 — The Adorable Bolster No One Can Refuse
In a dilapidated and dim small room, the first ray of dawn struggled to shine into the room through the gaps in the curtains, dispelling the quiet darkness of the night.
“Mmm—”
The young girl on the bed seemed to sense something, and groggily shifted her body, emitting a soft, kitten-like whimper from her mouth. With half-closed eyes, she reached out a hand and fumbled for her mobile phone on the bedside table.
The brightness of the phone screen fully illuminated the room. Seeing the number six displayed on the screen, the black-haired girl grumbled with a hint of dissatisfaction and casually tossed the phone aside.
She rolled over, pulled the large bolster pillow next to her closer, and with a casual flip, her fair, tender leg, revealed from under her pajama pants, clamped the soft, person-sized worm beside her between her thighs. Her hands directly embraced the plump body of the Maggot Mother, and her cool, small face pressed against its softly warm surface, revealing a long-lost look of comfort.
“Mmm-hmm, I’ll sleep a little longer… Big White, call me later…”
…….
Time always flies by in the morning, especially when you’re falling back asleep.
Actually, girls generally don’t like sleeping in. After all, in Kazumi’s opinion, this kind of low-value leisure not only made people lazier but was also a waste of time with no benefits whatsoever.
After gaining her half-undead body, Kazumi had even compressed her sleeping time to the minimum. Her body didn’t seem to have a high demand for sleep, and her ability to stay up late seemed to have been strengthened to an epic level. The girl, adept at utilizing all methods, naturally used the extra time to do more meaningful things.
But last night…
“Finally, I understand why so many people like sleeping while hugging a bolster. This plump feeling is just too comfortable!”
After a short nap, Kazumi woke up again to the squirming of the Maggot Mother, now nicknamed “Big White.” She was currently holding the plump creature and, still basking in the afterglow of her nap, was browsing her phone as part of her morning routine.
After all, this newcomer to the girl’s faction was just too cute, with its plump body, simple appearance, and the pleasant scent it emitted.
Who could refuse to hold such a cute big creature in their arms?
Yesterday, after confirming that this adorable big creature could inhibit the corrosive mucus secreted by her body, Kazumi had directly thrown this new live bolster onto her bed, abandoning the table she had been sleeping on for so many days and finally returning to her bed to sleep.
“Ah, Big White, can you grow bigger? If you were as big as the bed, could I just sleep on you!”
It was like giving herself a break. Kazumi forcefully suppressed the thoughts that had already started running in her mind due to her waking up.
The previous period had exhausted Kazumi. Although her half-undead body didn’t feel fatigue much, Kazumi had basically not stopped for the past few weeks, working until three or four in the morning every night before dozing off briefly on her desk.
“Hoo— Hoo— Hoo—”
A bellows-like sound emanated from the mouth of the big worm embraced in her arms. Its plump body also expanded and contracted with each exhale.
“Ah, it still needs to eat…”
Flipping the bolster in her arms over, the girl rested her head on Big White’s head, regrettably remarking as she looked at her phone.
From what Big White had conveyed, if it could continue to feed, the corrosive liquid accumulated in its liquid sac could help it grow to the size of the bed.
“Sigh, forget it, it’s not your fault, Big White is the most useful!”
With a roll, she got out of bed, reached out to touch the Maggot Mother, whose emotions had become somewhat depressed due to her regretful tone, and turned off her phone. She then summoned the Black Coffin, put away the bolster that had accompanied her all night, slipped on her pure black slippers with her plump little feet, and prepared to start her morning wash.
“To be honest, this newly acquired reward is quite good, and it’s worth the one-week cooldown period for the altar sacrifice.”
At the washstand, the expressionless girl muttered incoherently while looking at her grumpy face in the mirror.
Reality was more freeing than games. Even “Undead Lord,” which boasted full freedom, couldn’t have the same level of operability as real life.
After an in-depth exchange with the Maggot Mother in their respective meanings, Kazumi had come up with many ways to use it. Setting aside the reproductive capabilities of the Maggot Mother, which she hadn’t yet had time to experiment with because she was reluctant to use the high-quality corpses from her warehouse, the corrosive liquid evolved by the mother worm itself for self-defense had broad application potential.
Perhaps because it was the mother worm’s sole means of attack, the pale green liquid that erupted from Big White’s mouthparts possessed considerable destructive power. A wooden chair in Kazumi’s house was completely melted by the corrosive liquid in just a few seconds.
Although it was unrealistic for the mother worm herself to fight due to her slow movement ability, Kazumi didn’t only have this one type of unit.
A highly mobile, small flying unit paired with a highly corrosive, potent venom. With such perfect complementarity, Kazumi now had a terrifying surprise attack force under her command. However, the only technical problem currently facing her was that the girl had not yet found a container that could carry this liquid.
But in the girl’s speculation, the maggots bred by the mother worm itself should be capable of undertaking such a task.
And if that were the case, the problem currently plaguing Kazumi was:
There weren’t enough corpses!!!
Spitting out the mouthwash with its refreshing foam, the girl simultaneously wiped her mouth and scratched her little head with a hint of helplessness.
The idea of an aerial bombing force was quite appealing, but she was currently ridiculously poor.
The production of Corpse Crows required resources, the production of small maggots also required resources, and even the corrosive liquid that came with the Maggot Mother needed to be fed blood to maintain its normal recovery speed.
Sensing the black aura of death permeating her [Black Coffin] territory and the expanding territorial range, as well as the blue blueprints that had already appeared in her consciousness, indicating that construction was possible.
Kazumi let out a faint sigh, took one last look at herself in the mirror, and turned to walk out of the washroom.
“It seems it’s time to build it…”
