Chapter 349
by fanqienovelChapter 349: Who is it!? Always making nuisance calls!
Ye’s Foolish Act swayed her densely packed ventral limbs, splashing through one "ether puddle" after another.
Behind her trailed numerous armored giants mirroring her form—elongated figures possessing hundreds of ventral limb pairs.
Through relentless combat, the Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons, initially a disadvantaged species, grew mightier with each engagement!
Power consolidated under near-total control of three leaders: "Ye’s Foolish Act," "Sprout’s Thin Clothing," and "Flower’s Dance."
Beneath these Three Kings, the species’ structure tightened remarkably. Gone were the days of scattered, solitary fights; constant warfare taught them discipline and coordination.
Over a dozen veteran "Dragon Lords" commanded younger dragons, mastering fluid transitions between concentrated and scattered formations to evade the Chaos Demon Gods.
Their battle honors drew other factions to their cause.
Outer Gods from the Void, for instance.
Some who’d served the Chaos Council turned "two-faced," funneling intelligence to the dragons and amplifying their combat effectiveness.
Yet Ye’s Foolish Act suspected a core councilor’s hand behind these developments.
As for why he’d aid the Council’s enemies…
Her mind couldn’t unravel that puzzle.
But why refuse such a useful tool?
Who cares if it’s a black cat or white cat—if it catches mice, it’s a good cat.
Thus, despite their power gap with the Chaos Council, the dragons steadily claimed minor victories throughout the prolonged conflict.
Recently, they’d even breached the Chaos Demon Gods’ heartland, destroying a Fantasy Tree of Subspace decayed to fragility by unknown forces.
Still, Ye’s Foolish Act felt discontent amid these triumphs.
"Endless fighting like this…"
"…won’t solve anything."
"Small victories accumulate, yet we fail to convert them into decisive triumphs."
"These minor wins exhaust us."
Defense came naturally to their species, not offense. They couldn’t deal crippling blows to the Chaos Council, nor match its individual might.
These shortcomings reduced their efforts to mere scratching against their foe.
It stung and caused damage, yes—but the Chaos Council replenished losses swiftly.
Early victories had bolstered morale. But as young dragons realized their struggle inflicted little lasting harm, many questioned the war’s purpose.
Simply put…
War-weariness set in.
Ye’s Foolish Act felt powerless against this tide.
Though considered clever among her kind, without her kin’s dullness highlighting her, "clever" wouldn’t describe her.
Among Star-Eater Plutonium Dragons, she represented the slimmest margin between "simple" and "foolish."
Fortunately, many matters never required Ye’s Foolish Act to think for herself.
“Sir, do you have any good strategies?”
She possessed a borrowed "sub-brain"!
“They say glasses are useless on a blind man; your Outer Gods from the Void scouts perform their duties faithfully and bring back valuable intelligence, yet you fail to utilize it. Isn’t that like spectacles on a blind man’s nose?”
Of course, this sub-brain had its quirks.
It favored pompous language packed with hidden meanings, leaving Ye’s Foolish Act half-understanding while suspecting she was being insulted.
It always felt like an impatient teacher admonishing a student through veiled words.
Yet Ye’s Foolish Act had a mild temper. She recognized the sub-brain’s worth and knew how to “coax” it.
Through this very practice of “coaxing,” her disjointed speech patterns actually improved significantly.
“Ah, sir, your wisdom is truly remarkable.”
“Our victory rests entirely in your hands, sir!”
…
After this flattery, the sub-brain showed no outward reaction, but Ye’s Foolish Act sensed its mood softening.
Still insufficient—more praise was needed.
But now, she must avoid complimenting the sub-brain directly.
“Your intellect is surpassed only by your master, the ‘Giant God’!”
“And the Giant God will surely appreciate your contributions.”
“He must feel immense pride in you!”
“Undoubtedly, you are the Giant God’s most vital subordinate.”
…
Sure enough, after a brief silence…
“Ahem…”
“Mindless flattery won’t strengthen your capability.”
“Refrain from such empty gestures henceforth.”
Though the “sub-brain” seemed unchanged—still offering no kind words—Ye’s Foolish Act clearly detected its lifted spirits.
Criticism continued, yet it began earnestly devising plans.
“They say no fox, however brave or cunning, can defeat a bear; but should a bear fight a tiger, even a feeble fox finds its chance.”
“Your exceptional scouts have presented you a prime opportunity.”
“Seize it decisively!”
Though Ye’s Foolish Act still didn’t grasp the sub-brain’s meaning, she understood that following its lead sufficed.
“Buzz——!”
An Outer God from the Void drifted over and alighted before Ye’s Foolish Act’s colossal divine form, wings fluttering softly.
“Lead the way!”
“Blood sacrifice for the Giant God! Flesh offering for the feast!”
—-
“Hmm…”
“They came with fierce momentum.”
Trilobite crouched in the burrow he’d dug, holding his breath as he strained to hear outside.
“Boom—Boom—Boom—!”
“Rustle… Rustle… Rustle…”
…
Footsteps of all kinds, mingled scents, and shifting magnetic fields rose and fell across the small area.
To his astonishment, Trilobite realized that though buried underground and seeing nothing, he could perceive every movement outside with perfect clarity!
“What’s the use of these eyes…”
“Wait—better assess the situation first.”
“Two big ones!”
“Their size… nearly matches mine.”
“Plus several smaller ones…”
“Doesn’t matter. In a real fight, their attacks would barely scratch me. As for defense? I’d swallow them in one or two bites.”
“But their numbers… troublesome.”
“Hear those ‘clack-clack’ shell sounds? Like giant arthropods moving far off.”
“Irrelevant though—too distant to be with this group.”
“The real question is…”
“Are they here for me… or just passing by?”
If passing by, no problem.
He’d just hunker down, still as stone.
But if targeting him…
“Then we’ve got real trouble…”
Even as a postosuchus atop the food chain with formidable advantages, facing two near-equals made him nervous.
Especially with their minions in tow.
Enough scratches would hurt eventually!
Soon, the footsteps shifted.
“Odd… they’re spreading into an arc—as if they meant to surround me.”
“Even a big fellow was coming straight for me.”
“But this fellow was still swaggering, and his status was quite relaxed, without any hunting tension…”
“So…”
His mood became subtle.
“It seemed he was neither targeting me nor just passing by.”
“He was probably preparing to do something in this area, and I had unfortunately buried myself right here.”
“Why was I so unlucky!”
Trilobite quietly lay in the pit, hoping they would finish their business quickly and praying that the big fellow charging toward him wouldn’t accidentally step on him.
However, at that moment…
“Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—!”
In many movies or games, there was often a scene where, at a critical quiet moment, the protagonist or some foolish female character’s phone rang, immediately drawing the enemy’s notice.
A battle that could have been avoided became unavoidable.
Luckily, Trilobite was experiencing a “System Call,” with no annoying vibration sound.
And that was good.
【There is a new consultation request, would you like to answer?】
But “good things” depend on timing.
“Wow?”
“Now!?”
“I was busy, can we do this later?”
Trilobite felt frantic and also down about his bad luck.
He didn’t dare get distracted.
He chose “No.”
Yet…
【There is a new consultation request, would you like to answer?】
“No!”
【There is a new consultation request, would you like to answer?】
“Is this endless?!”
“Not answering!”
【There is a new consultation request, would you like to answer?】
“Fine…”
“You’re persistent; I’ll make it quick.”
“But who are you?”
“So relentless, like a yandere?”
Entering the consultation room, Trilobite saw four paddle fins waving…
“Isn’t that my old friend, the Phantom Dragon?”
“Ah, no, now it’s the Ocean Dragon.”
“Didn’t you just visit?”
“Wow, full price?”
“You must have a mine at home; alright, I’ll fix you up a bit…”
“But I was very busy and short on time, so I could only do minor tweaks.”
“Hmm…”
To save time, Trilobite only took a small fee and tossed out four “small” DLCs.
“These aren’t major changes.”
“Starting with…
“Fifty thousand Chaos Energy.”
Trilobite still didn’t know this small tweak would trigger a chain reaction across the whole situation.