Epic Of Bee Chapter 92
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Four Raccoon folk were left to go, and the next one to come up had a big smile. After seeing such a significant change with the other fifteen, it was hard to tell the pre-Class Raccoon apart, but this one seems wiry and excitable like Jeff, the Explosive Specialist was.
"I think that Carl is a good name," I said as the man stepped up to me, and I activated the Queen System.
[Hive Points Available] 206.
{Would you like to use a point} Yes/No?
Yes.
{Select a target}
Carl
[Subject:Carl]: Class option:
{Bee Scout} Or {AssasiBee}
A scout? Was this Christmas in Classes? I hoped that this scout would have some way to relay information, but just having another person besides my wives to do the job was a win in my books.
I activated the Class, and Carl burst with light, and when it cleared, he looked almost identical to how Tag and Sig looked. The only noticeable difference was that the dark brown was black, and Carl still had the same gray and black-streaked hair.
"Hmmm, now this is interesting. I was a scout before, but now it seems I can fly? Raccoon with wings? I wish I had friends to write home about this, hehe," Carl joked, and it was nice to hear some levity from him.
The Raccoon Folk had all been through a terrible tragedy, and then they were still hunted up until this day. Yet, Carl could still laugh and joke, and that was important to me.
"Yes, but you will make many new friends here, and now you are part of this family. As you have all asked me to give you new names, I also give you new people to call your family and to protect," I said to that gathered group of Raccoon Folk, and they all seemed to straighten a bit from the comment.
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That brought up a warm feeling that forced me to grin as I started to scan over Carl.
[Type]:(Race) Raccoon (Subrace)Black-Banded.
[Class]: Bee Scout
[Status]: Pleased/Content(HP N/A)
[Abilities]:
{Long Sighted}(Passive):
{Tracking Sense}(Passive):
{Tracking} Bee Scout track discovered tracks with 70% efficiency.
{Relay Tag} Tag target lifeform that you share a language with to use Relay with them.
{Relay} *Require Relay Tag to be active. Relay can be used to communicate with someone with a Relay Tag up to 10km away.
{Telescopic Vision} Bee Scouts can Dial their vision and magnify their few up to 100 meters.
[Scout] (Gene) Acquired!
Ooo, this was perfect, and Relay would allow Carl to scout in a far range and still even be able to see a place without getting close to it. There must be something to do with the previous experience that allows all the Raccoon Folk to get such special classes.
That thought made me wish that I could have had more time to train my subject so that they would have better Class options. At the same time, this was more efficient to let the Queen System sort out the basic classes and for me to control the more advanced classes.
The following person was so indescribable that I couldn't put the finger on him if I wanted to. I couldn't find a single defining feature on him; all I saw was a Raccoon Folk.
"Bob, yes, you are Bob," I said with a grin, and the man grinned back just before I made the secession, and he replied in a monotonous
"Bob is good."
[Hive Points Available] 205.
{Would you like to use a point} Yes/No?
Yes.
{Select a target}
Bob
[Subject:Bob]: Class option:
{Spy Imposter} Or {Bee Scout}
Is he the imposter? Just kidding, but that game, One Among, was going off like wildfire back on my last world.
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Well, time to scan… wait, what was I doing? I just completely forgot what I was doing, but there was someone in front of me… wait… I knew this person.
"Ashia? Are you okay? And who is that Raccoon standing inform of you? He looks familiar, though…" Messia said, trailing off.
"I know, right? The face seems vaguely familiar. Every time I look away and look back at him, I feel like I am looking at someone completely different," I said while thumbing my chin.
"Uh… I'm Bob… you just gave me this name, remember?" The man calling himself Bob said, but it was sus.
"Bob… Oh shit! How did I forget him?" I asked, turning back to Messia, but then when I turned back, Bob was gone, and someone else that looked vaguely familiar. "Okay, what the hell is going on? And why the fuck did Bob go now?"
"Still right here…." This fellow claiming to be Bob said, and my eyes went huge.
"You're Bob! Miasma! Are you seeing this?" I said, turning to look at her, but then I looked back, and the cock sucker was gone again.
I was ready to start pulling my hair out at this point, but then Leah grabbed my arm and stopped me from having a freakout.
"Every time you look away, you forget him, so it must be something to do with his Class. Just scan the person in front of you, and you will be able to see what I mean," Leah explained to me.
This was all one big head trip, and I felt like I was getting dragged by my nose, but I summoned my scanner. I started looking over the stranger that was standing in front of me, and the scan came up.
[Type]:(Race) Raccoon (Subrace)Black-Banded.
[Class]: Spy Imposter
[Status]: Pleased/Content(HP N/A)
[Abilities]:
{Non-Descriptive}(Passive): Spy Imposter's face is not easily remembered, and if a person looks away from the Spy Imposter while the Spy Imposter is not in disguise, they will forget the Spy Imposter all things to do with the Spy Imposter.
{Spy Proficiency}(Passive): Spy Imposter is 45% more effective at espionage.
{Convincing}(Passive): Spy Imposter is 50% more convincing when telling a lie. This does not work on any Hive Members.
{Disguise} Spy Imposter can create a disguise with a 70% success rate.
{Voice Alteration} Spy Imposter can change their voice with a 70% success rate.
{Steal} Spy Imposter can attempt to Steal with a 55% success rate.
[Imposter] (Gene) Acquired!
"Bob! I thought that I lost you! That is a very effective skill you have!" I said, and I tried turning away from him and looking back, but the effect wasn't there anymore.
"Who is Bob?" Miasma asked from beside me.
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