The Bees travelled through the hive cutting corners like it was their playground, and finally after flying for like five minutes at bee speed, which is actually crazy fast, we arrived at the place they called the prison.
{Wind resistance has risen to lv 15}
Just a normal room full of different cells to secure the prisoners.
They told the two guards standing outside to open the door, ‘The meal has arrived’ they said and the guards complied, but not without making faces.
They looked at me and smirked, but when they came to understand the reason why I was brought there, their facial expressions changed.
“Do you want us to take care of him?”
And from the guards tone I understood that by care, he probably meant to handle my affair.
{Reading has risen to lv 4}
{Health regeneration has risen to lv 6}
“No, let this one rot inside. Don’t give him food, and no need to give the others food either. This fucker took a bite out of our next to be queen. Let them eat him.”
The guard stared daggers at me and replied,
“Okay.”
The guards nodded their heads, and the Bee holding me dumped me inside the cell.
I slide on the ground, moaned from the pain, and curled into a ball to give the almost dead vibe.
{Slide and Acting have risen to lv 8}
{Pain resistance has risen to lv 12}
But for some reason one of the bee workers from the larvae room looked at me with his saliva dropping on the floor. And that wasn’t a good thing to see.
“Hey, come on!”
“But can’t I play with him a little, just a little?!”
“Are you crazy? You know what time it is right? And we have to feed the kids too! Let’s go back there’s no time.”
“Sesh, okay, let’s go.”
And they flew away with a buzz, but not without making me a little curious.
{Anticipation has become lv 8}
I tilted my head a little to see what kind of things I was with, and saw that other than me, there were some bees inside the cell, taking care of a giant larvae. Which looked too identical to the one, I had eaten the face of.
In the room, there were other cells too. More than ten actually, and at the end were too cages. Cages which were too big to hold for insects like bees and ants.
*Ting*
[Skill: Inspection gained.]
{Health regeneration has risen to lv 7}
My cell mates looked at me curiously and whispered to each other’s, but fortunately seeing me on death bed and smelling like a poison stuffed ant, was enough for them to not try to make a snack out of me.
I changed my target of attention from them to myself and checked my status to see my condition.
{Appraisal has risen to lv 10}
{Appraisal has reached its maximum level}
{Appraisal (10) has grown to become Appraisal2.0 (1)}
*Ting*
Spoiler: Status
(No Name)
Lv-5/10
Rank - 0
Species- Black Ant
Job- Scavenger
Gender - Male
Health
21.60
Mana
40.50
Stamina
36.60
Health reg
7.20
Mana reg
17.70
Stamina reg
35.40
Attack
6.75
critical rate
0.47
Movt Speed
143%
Attack speed
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15%
critical hit
5%
Crit Dmg
13.52
Attack mag
13.85
Defense
8.85
Crit Dmg(mag)
27.74
Stat Tier: ‘F’
Stat gain/Level: +.1vit/+.1 End
Strength
5.85
Intelligence
5.7
Agility
5.36
Wisdom
12
Dexterity
9.45
Endurance
6.2
Charisma
6.44
Vitality
1.6
Luck
1.2
Constitution
5.6
Status effects
Bleeding(-1/min), Punctured(-0/min)
poisoned(-2/min),
Shocked, Broken,
Seeing that I was already out of my death bed, I took a breath of relief. Though the poison and bleeding had done an almost instant job of me, but my regenerations had kicked up and saved my life.
I checked my wound and saw that nothing was leaking anymore, and it was recovering. A small patch had already formed from my extended regeneration, but understanding that it would take a large amount of time to heal, I decided to heal first and act later.
And thanked god for the hard surface and iron skin which had stopped the stinger from going all the way in and tearing me apart.
{Faith has risen to lv 6}
‘Everyone knows there is no way to join back too torn or cut body parts.’ I thought, and waited for some kind of forewarning message to come, but it didn’t, and I sighed.
And considering that I had some leverage at this time, I decided to evolve the rest of my pending skills.
The first one I chose to evolve was talk.
{Talk has reached its maximum level}
And is presenting you with the choice to:
Spread or hide.
It took me a moment to think what I wanted, because like always the options weren’t clear enough.
To spread or to hide? My voice or my ambitions? I considered the literal meanings of the words, which meant, they were asking me if I wanted my voice to spread far or to hide it. So I chose it to spread far, but unlike my expectations, and breaking the routine, a different kind of skill turned up.
A skill that was usable, very usable if one wanted to talk with someone.
*Ting*
[Skill: Whisper gained.]
Whisper: Allows you send silent whispers to your party members within one hundred meters of you.
Though it would have been an overpowered skill if it could let me Whisper to anyone. I could have pranked someone with it, but the skill itself wasn’t bad enough.
But it did make me think what the other option would have given me. A hidden means to talk maybe?
A chance to talk with me!
Anyways, I looked around after choosing the skill to see if my cell mated wanted to act groovy with me, but seeing that they were not too interested in a disgustingly fluid leaking and punctured ant, I carried on with my mission. Which was to recover completely.
The next skill I decided to evolve was the interrogation skill, thinking I might need it looking at the place I was in.
{Interrogation has reached its maximum level}
And is presenting you with the option to:
See the truth or create the truth.
'Ah! First evolution which is explaining the options properly.' I pumped my fists stealthily.
That was an emotional moment for me.
I choose to find the truth, though greed pounced around in my punctured chest, telling me to fuck the truth and create my own, but it had no power over my willpower.
‘At least for now.’
*Ting*
[Skill: lie detector gained.]
Lie detector: Helps you detect lies. But beware of getting caught. Detection depends upon subjects mental defense, your soul ability and skills level.
Maybe it made me too emotional, and I ended up attracting the Bees attention.
One bee with a hard back and long dark yellow legs walked toward me, but then the freakishly big larvae for a bee, said something to it and it stopped.
"Yes, the time will come in arena."
{Bee language has risen to lv 3}
I had already heard the word arena two times now, but I had no thoughts to know its meaning, or to play house with the Bees.
I had a plan to work on, which not only needed me to be patient, but also have some luck.
So next, I chose to evolve lucky. For obvious reasons.
{Lucky has reached its maximum level.}
And is presenting you with the option to go:
Against or with people
And I knew what I wanted to choose. There was no difficulty in this one. My greed wanted me to go against people and for the first time, I decided to not go against it.
*Ting*
[Skill: Chance gained.]
Chance: Simple chances which play against your enemies and make their skills go haywire. The possibility depends on the skill level and your luck.
[Skill: Lucky (10) has grown into High luck (1)]
And it showed its magic just as I got it.
The bee which was stopped by the larvae had decided to play with me.
And like every other bee, this one also had a minor control over electricity, and a skill to send sparks flying to some distance.
His mouth forming a smirk and his eyes squinting, looking like an evil bee, he sent a spark hurling toward me.
Which for some reason didn’t reach me.
Looking confused he sent another, which this time did reach, but passed about a mile over my head.
With his cheeks dyed red and his teeth gritted, he fired two more of those sparks and only one hit me. Even that spark for some reason didn't sting.
{High luck & Chance have risen to lv 2}
He then stopped altogether when the others behind him started laughing.
I knew without looking, the kind of face he was probably making, but decided to just let him be, until I fully healed.
So with full determination to kill the Bee once I fully recovered, I chose to evolve determination. Which for some obvious reason didn’t give me any options to choose, and instead fused with strong willed to create [Skill: Willpower.]
Willpower: Where there’s a will, there’s a way.
And a very obvious skill indeed.
When I tried to evolve battle tactics it outright refused and demanded that I first grow Skill: Planner to its maximum level, becoming my second skill which got left hanging because of my own neglect.
Although it sadened me that my skill wasnt acting its part, but I was happy too, because my status effects had finally cleared, and my health was finally out of the danger zone.
I wanted to see the changes that the evolition of bare handed mastery would bring it, but before I could do so a situation arose.
The bees stood up and walked toward the door to the cell.
"Hey."The one who had kept himself busy the entire time with me, asked the guard.
"Where’s our food? While the others are getting some, why aren’t we getting any?"
Hearing which the guard flinched and scratched his head in embarasment. Seeing which the bee relaxed, but that guard’s next words made the situation tense; for me that is.
"Haha... I'm sorry. I know that you all are hungry, having not eaten for so many days. But you all have already been served the food."
I knew something bad was coming. My max level foreboding skill wasn’t just for show, and then it happened.
The bees asked the guard when were they served and the guard spoke pointing at me, "There, that’s your food."
And for some reason, suddenly the cells temperature dropped by atleast 20 degress. Or maybe only I felt it and shivered, because the bee didn’t even move for some time after hearing that.
{Perception has risen to lv 7}