Chapter 183: Little Black, Danger!
[Mother of Maggots]
[C-Rank Maggot Species]
[A maggot mother that feeds on corpses, capable of spraying mucus from its mouthparts to dissolve food. It possesses strong reproductive capabilities but has lost its basic mobility and combat ability.]
[Corrosive Slime LV2, Production LV3]
“Huh?”
The black-clothed young girl, standing in place, couldn’t help but let out an unexpected gasp as she looked at the panel that appeared before her as the coffin slowly opened and the contents were completely different from what she had imagined.
She had chosen the type of offering and packaging according to the preferences of the existence in her memory. In the girl’s plan, the reward given by that existence should have been something like a [Wailing Banshee] or a [Poisoned Heart].
“This… was intercepted?”
Her delicate eyebrows twitched. The girl paused for a moment before analyzing the current situation. The soul of that existence, who had many interactions with Kazumi in the game in her past life, was a divine-level ghoul. The offerings and rewards she could give should all be related to souls.
And this type of subordinate or troop type should be something Kazumi currently needs. After all, according to the girl’s analysis, she might have to face psychics who have absolute restraint over undead creatures. Therefore, compared to those flesh-and-blood undead of the physical type, such ethereal undead that allow for more operational space are more favored by Kazumi.
But reality is always crueler than imagination. It was a very ordinary flesh-and-blood offering that had only slightly awakened its poison attribute abilities. If Kazumi didn’t know the preferences of that ghoul lord, such an offering would have been like an ordinary corpse, at most attracting the response of some ordinary undead creatures.
But even so, it was intercepted by someone?!
Kazumi didn’t know if she was lucky or unlucky.
It was clear that her offering this time had been noticed by another dark creature, who had enjoyed it deliciously and even given a fairly good response with satisfaction.
After all, a C-rank troop already reached the upper limit of what Kazumi had predicted in her heart, and that was even when that lord was in a good mood.
“But… why is it a bug!!”
Kazumi couldn’t help but complain, lightly tapping her forehead helplessly.
This was not because Kazumi disliked bugs. For the girl, there was no preference when it came to improving combat power. Moreover, what kind of man fears bugs?
Back then, when Kazumi was an intern in her rented apartment, she was known as the supreme cockroach killer who could eliminate fifteen cockroaches in one night!
“High resource consumption, weak individual combat power, easily countered by other group abilities…”
Frowning, Kazumi listed some of the drawbacks of the maggot species troops in her heart. Of course, at Kazumi’s current level of development, the girl didn’t have much to pick about the troops.
But the most important problem now is that the resources in the territory might not be much.
Yes, the biggest problem currently faced by Kazumi, this pseudo-undead lord, is the scarcity of territory resources. The death aura consumed by territorial expansion, the flesh materials needed for corpse crows to produce young crows, the flesh crystals needed for the altar to operate, and even the advancement of Little Black and the others are all inseparable from these.
And Kazumi’s half-baked territory, not to mention that the most important territory center is missing, even the [Graveyard Hill] that can produce flesh materials and complete the most basic self-sufficiency has not been successfully built due to the building area problem.
It can be said that if the girl hadn’t accidentally dug up the public cemetery in the west of the city that time, the territory would probably have stagnated by now.
In the game, the maggot species are definitely huge resource consumers. Although they are cheap bugs with good combat power and abilities, and unlike high-level troops, they do not have extremely strict requirements for production materials. They only need food with death aura, or even garbage, to maintain their actions as an energy source. They are a type of troop that is very generous to newcomers.
“But I don’t even have garbage now…”
Glancing at the small corner she had designated as a resource warehouse, the girl said helplessly.
The originally full pile of bones had turned from a small mountain into a small mound. If she hadn’t brought in a few fresh corpses yesterday, it would have been so sparse that even the gray-black ground would have been visible.
Even the landlord has little surplus grain. This is the early stage of entrepreneurship. Capitalist Kazumi definitely hopes to get some useful and low-consumption high-quality troops like ghouls. As for maggot worms, it seems that there are not many resources to tilt.
“Forget it, forget it, it’s no use thinking so much. Let’s make good use of the current resources. It’s always good to have an extra card to play.”
As the girl’s thoughts raced, the moving coffin lid opened to its maximum position. Kazumi sighed and walked forward, wanting to see what kind of reward she would get from her first sacrifice.
“Hoo—”
A strange breathing sound came from the front, followed by a sticky, eerie sound, like stirring a bottle full of yogurt with a straw, which made people inexplicably feel strange.
A giant white body slowly squirmed out of the coffin. The plump head had no eyes, but it looked so fleshy that one couldn’t help but want to reach out and pinch it. Its segmented body dripped with a ghastly green mucus and wriggled segment by segment.
And the tail of the maggot was a bulging, enormous tail appendage, as if it contained countless living beings inside, constantly moving irregularly.
“This…”
Looking at the giant mother worm in front of her, which was a head taller than herself, the girl couldn’t help but walk up to it. Her small hand gently reached out and touched the mother worm’s head.
A soft, jelly-like texture was instantly transmitted from her palm, and the mother worm seemed to know that this was its new owner, obediently rubbing against the girl’s palm.
Her left hand also seemed to move uncontrollably, touching the mother worm’s soft body, and she couldn’t help but stroke it. The contempt she had for the maggot race before had long been forgotten.
The girl’s mind was now filled only with how to properly pet the new little darling in front of her.
After all, this plump and white big guy in front of her, compared to Little Black, whom the girl had petted the most smoothly before.
“It’s outrageously cute!!”
