《Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess》Chapter 32 - Making A Plan
Advertisement
“Though I saw this coming. How long was I cultivating for? Haven’t they only been gone for like a few minutes?”
We were walking, and I started to question them. I swear people like to exaggerate things that don’t need to be exaggerated.
I mean, I’m here cultivating for like 20 minutes and already we got something that’s gone up shiznit creek. I knew something like this was bound to happen.
“You’ve been cultivating for 2 hours. W—We wanted to reach out to you, but the pressure from you cultivating was too much for us, so we could only wait until you were finished… well? Say something already!”
If you are wondering why she is asking for me to say something, it is because I paused with a look of horror on my face while my expression remains unchanged. If you’re wondering how that works, I have nothing to say to you.
How did so much time pass, and I didn’t even know? Goodness, couldn’t I and Pebbles have this skill back on earth with our alcoholic uncles? Man is life unfair.
“Hold on, why not do something without me? I mean, what do you do when something like this happened in the past?” I asked Feng Yu.
“W—We never needed to do anything because something like this never happened before,” Feng Yu said as panic ran amok on her face.
Darn it. This is the curse of being an MC. Something just has to happen for some reason because I’m here.
“Alright, fine. Here is what we’re going to do. We’re going to look for them… with me, I guess. There are two likely plotlines at work here. One is that they are being hunted and/or trapped by a magical beast that they are unable to defeat and cannot make their way over to us, or two, they are trapped by people who don’t like them and have ulterior motives, AKA enemies.”
Advertisement
“Wait, h—how do you know this?” Feng Yu asked me. I could see the anxiousness rising within her by the minute. Is this really a good time to ask me how do I know about this?
Before I answered her, I sensed something unusual and quite frankly it made me feel even more prone to invasion than a celebrity’s personal life and I did not like it.
Vrrm!
If you’re wondering what that SFX was for, then look no further. I just generated a shield or dome, I should say, composed entirely of tribulation lightning.
After doing that, the feeling that didn’t understand the concept of personal privacy went away. Thank goodness, could you imagine what it would feel like to be on the toilet and the same thing happens?
It would probably cause you to involuntary clench, aaaaand I’m going off track… back to the situation at hand.
“What is this?” Shen Ling asked with a look of wonder.
“The paparazzi’s bane,” I answered.
“What?”
“Do either of you have a weapon? Like a sword or something?” I didn’t want to waste too much time.
“Uhm yeah,” Feng Yu answered absentmindedly, taking out a sword from her storage ring before handing it over to Long Di.
When she realised what she’d done, her cheeks turned red in embarrassment. Because of their financial situation, she didn’t have a proper weapon. The sword she just took out was a normal weapon.
In reality, its craftsmanship was unparalleled, but in the end, it was just a mortal weapon and couldn’t do much to or for cultivators.
“Good stuff,” this weapon is truly a cut above the rest. Whoever made this is truly talented.
“Who made this?” I asked her, I was actually interested.
“It was given to me by the first elder,” she replied.
Advertisement
I could feel my eyebrows rising ever so slightly. “Well, colour me surprised.”
“Well, it’s gonna need some work for my purpose, unfortunately.”
I summoned tribulation lightning in my hand that held the sword and compelled it to fuse with the sword, which caused cracks to appear all over its surface.
What are you doing!?”
“Saving you and Shen Ling’s lives along with the boys,” I didn’t feel like answering Feng Yu’s question, but I did, considering that this was probably a gift from her master.
“How did you come to the conclusion you came to before,” Shen Ling asked me.
I guess I never did answer that question now that I think about it. She’s quite perceptive.
“Easy. the plot needs to continue and these are the most likely candidates. You won’t understand being a part of the plot and everything. Forget about that and hear me out now.” I was no longer playing around at this time.
“Do everything that I’m about to tell you, do exactly as I tell it. If you deviate from the plan, your friends can only be saved if I expend more effort, and I am very lazy, which means… they will die.”
After that, I explained to them my plan. I swear I haven’t read any novel that had any eleven-year-old doing this much work, but oh well.
After I was done, I dispelled the shield and the same feeling came over me again.
I was just about to move off when my spidey senses went off and I felt the cultivation level of one of the existences in the forest.
“Well, slap my dumper bumper and call me dem cheeks, this is gonna need some mending."
“What do you me—”
Krrshhh!
“W—What are you doing!?” Feng Yu asked me in shock when she saw the grey lightning dancing wildly around my arm.
“Hmm…” I didn’t answer her since what I was going to do was… I wanna say unethical.
Then again, most mainline cultivation novels have genocide-level slaughter happening on the daily, sometimes by the MC themselves, so I’m gonna push my morality (or what’s left of it) aside for the moment.
She watched as my arm drowned in tribulation lightning shot towards her.
“Aaaah!”
Advertisement
- In Serial74 Chapters
The Birth of Fantasy
Fresh out of the academy, Zeal is on his first solo outing as an Abator. The anomaly he's sent to study prevents his death and transfers him to a new universe. Universe Six, as The System tells him, has vastly different fundamental laws. They include the governing of magic and the strange tattoos that ink themselves onto the body called Stigmata. Journey with Zeal as he makes friends, enemies, and bonds with an adorable Kobold named Luin. The Birth of Fantasy is a Gamelit, Litrpg with Cultivation progression instead of stats. The release schedule will be Monday through Friday.
8 120 - In Serial12 Chapters
The Core, The Recordings of Raan - Fantasy LitRPG Story
The blue screens all around blink like crazy with red letters saying how I'm dead. I rage and wave my hands, but punch nothing but air. Then I remember what I was told, breathe in deeply, trying to steady my mind, smooth my anger, letting the blue vertigo take me with it, letting myself go...Hard-time convicts from a space orbital penitentiary are sent to a hostile planet where odds of survival are minimal. To make things even worse, their memories seemed to be wiped clean. But their killers' instincts are not, and they soon kick in.For a space wars old-timer Raan, it's all different. He remembers everything. And that's a problem. As others fight for survival, he remembers how most of them, himself included, should not even deserve to have a second chance.In a strange new world, as he fights his own demons, he is faced with new ones whose names he does not even know. But giving up is not inside his DNA and fight on he must. For to stop is to die, and to die means he failed, failed himself and all those who still desperately need him.***The Author's Note:This is another in the Core series, the first one being The Wardens of Destiny while there is also a side story The Memoires of Eisen that's exclusive on Patreon for those who would like to support me.The Recordings of Raan occurs after the events in The Wardens of Destiny, and it's a separate thread from the main story. Among other things, I separated it into a new book as it has elements of progressive LitRPG and a fantasy-world setting.Since I'll keep on writing The Wardens of Destiny, this will be one of my side-projects. Eventually in the future, I plan to integrate some of the protagonists in this story with the main storyline.
8 77 - In Serial8 Chapters
DYING DUNGEONS: DEAD KINGS & MAD QUEENS.
A sickness is spreading. Dungeons are dying and crumbling to dust. Monsters that had been residing in them gather in hordes and spill out in waves over the neighboring kingdoms, swallowing them whole. The last of the Heroes are dying out. For some reason, new heroes haven’t been born or summoned into this world for the last century. Oracles have no answers. They are going blind and mute: seeing no futures and telling no prophecies. And while all this is happening, the [Voice], the entity that had been guiding everyone from the very beginning of time, is silent. Leaving humans and others with no guidance to solve this problem. Is this the end of Time? Author's note: Being someone with full-time work and with a rolling schedule, I'll update whenever I have time, so no promises on a consistent schedule. *This is a slow paced story with dungeon building elements showing up later on. *In this world, a dungeon seed first needs to prove its worth and only then it gets the chance to become a dungeon core and grow. *All art is by me
8 111 - In Serial13 Chapters
Abyssmal Downpour
Abysmall downpour is a story about a young civilian from a futuristic world, who undergoing everyday life finds himself in an unknown world as he wokes up one day.The protagonist (Karl Fenrir) tries every possible way to survive in a desolate world, where he may be the last of homosapiens !. Where evolution ,bought in various forms, is taking place at horrendous rates . Follow him on ride for answers leading to further questions. Truth is always laying front but couldn't be more hidden. As his two 'worlds' intermingle, what will the fate have in store for him?
8 145 - In Serial11 Chapters
Children of the Halo
A thousand years have passed since the signing of the Pact: an historic agreement between the nations of the Pactlands to work for the betterment of the whole. But in recent years, the Empire of Vector has been growing more bold, submitting a claim for the long-contested Disputed Lands. When a young and inexperienced noblewoman ventures into the anarchic territories the residents call the Free Lands in an effort to discover what Vector is plotting, the last thing she expected to find was a City of Wonders. On a fateful summer morning, the Vancouver Island town of Ladysmith, British Columbia, Canada finds itself and its very residents thrust sideways from the world they know to the medieval Pactlands: a world ruled by a shadowy council of mages and governed by the laws of steel and influence. Cut off from their own world, the residents of this small cottage town are thrust knee-deep into the political, humanitarian and martial turmoil suffered by the residents of the Free Lands. Staring down the threat of the Vectoran claimant force, the hidden machinations of the High Magus Council, and desperately seeking the allies and resources they need to maintain their way of life, the residents of Ladysmith must use everything they have at their disposal to survive and claim their own place in a world they were not born to. Magic, intrigue and eight thousand Canadians. What could go wrong? Updates every Tuesday and Thursday.
8 328 - In Serial6 Chapters
Armin Arlert smut
for all you armin stans, hes so hotttt 😩
8 153

