Re:Ant Lord
Chapter 234: Deep Thoughts

Chapter 234: 234: Deep Thoughts

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He tapped the blade’s point on the final con, sending a tiny spark of flint as if to punctuate penalty: hive vulnerability.

He wasn’t sure if he should trust it. His instincts told him to be careful. The stakes were high, and he wasn’t exactly sure what kind of power he was dealing with. The ocean, the creature, the voice — it was all so unfamiliar.

So, he decided to consult the one entity he knew he could rely on, the one that had helped him navigate through every challenge: The System.

"System," Kai whispered inwardly. "What should I do? Can I trust this voice? Is it a trap, or is there really something valuable here?"

The response from the system was immediate, calm, and precise:

[Ding! System notifications- Analyzing entity’s vocal patterns, energy emissions, and environmental conditions.]

The system paused for a moment, calculating and assessing, before it delivered its findings:

[System Analysis complete.

Probability of hostile intent: 0.01%.

Risk of deception: Unverifiable. Unable to determine the full context of the entity’s intent.

Assessment: Meeting higher level entities can be advantageous. Exposure to these forces increases the host’s chances of survival in the long run and future success.

Current worldview rating of host: "Frog in a well."]

Kai blinked, his eyes flicking in confusion. "Did you just call me a frog in a well?"

[Affirmative. The metaphor indicates limited understanding of the broader world. You’ve been in a safe environment, unable to see the full picture of what’s possible beyond your current boundaries.]

Kai groaned, rubbing his forehead. "Great, so I’ve been living under a rock, huh? You know, that’s a little harsh, don’t you think? I have been dealing with life and death situations since my reincarnation... fight countless enemies and you are saying I have been living in a safe environment? Is it a joke?"

[Assessment: Correct. To survive and grow, you must experience the world beyond your comfort zone. This environment is a well to the vast worlds. Staying in the "well" will limit your progress.]

Kai gritted his teeth, trying to ignore the system’s blunt analysis. "So I’m a ’frog in a well’ just because I haven’t befriended any ancient sea monsters before?"

[Affirmative. Knowledge of the greater world will improve your survival chances, but if you stay isolated, your progress will stagnate. You will face real danger when you reach beyond nine star rank.]

Kai rolled his eyes, feeling a little defeated. "Alright, alright. But if this sea monster eats me, I swear, I’ll come back and haunt you forever."

[Error: Haunting function not supported. Survival protocols remain the highest priority.]

Kai snorted in frustration but couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped him. "You’re no fun."

Deep down, however, the system had a point. Kai had always relied on his instincts, on the known challenges he always wins, the battles he could predict. But now, a new world was opening up. Maybe it was time to stop hiding in his safe little bubble where the system is spoken off and see what lay beyond the edge of the "well."

"If my life was a Noble then this must be a plot twist" he muttered.

Decisions coalesced like a thunderhead. He got Apex Form, five hundred point base stats, and Soul Core Manipulation against the unknown surf. He couldn’t ferry a caravan through that fog but he could scout alone and return before dawn. If treachery awaited, he might still carve a path back through flesh and tide. And if the promise proved genuine? Monarch Mountain would claim an ally no landbound hive had dreamed of.

"Very well," he announced, rising. The wind caught his hair, he pulled out a spear from his soul cube storage. Then he slammed it butt into the sand, "I’ll come."

For a heartbeat the sea shone silver— as if dawn, not dusk, reflected off the tide. The voice resonated with unmistakable satisfaction, like granite warmed by first light:

"Wise choice. Walk to the tide line. Uroth will bear you swiftly. The mist approaches."

The water churned. One titanic tentacle, scaled in night blue plating and filigreed with pale aura —arched from the shallows. It glided up the beach, each sucker luminescing in slow cadence, forming a living ramp that halted a single spear length before Kai’s boots.

Closer now, he noted details: barnacle etched glyphs, faint pulses of aquamarine aura skimming the limb’s surface, a scent of ozone mixed with brine, old magic, perhaps not older than the First Ruler he saw, Miryam mother.

Kai inhaled once, crisp and controlled. Armour segments locked with tiny clicks. "If this goes poorly, I blame you," he said silently to his system.

[Logged.]

"Helpful," he grumbled aloud.

A final glance inland: now moon lights dappled forest floor, jealous laughter drifting from the tunnels, a queen resting over embryonic hope. Eleven lives hinged on his return and perhaps the future of his Hive.

He placed one clawed foot on the tentacle. Suckers compressed, secure but gentle. The limb lifted, glistening with cascades of water. Another tentacle rose to bridge the gap, and another, until a living helix conveyed him onto Uroth’s mantle. It was a vast crescent of shifting plates and warm, leathery pores.

Atop the beast, Kai found sturdy footing, though the surface undulated with each respiration. The octopus’s head resembled a volcanic atoll: ridged edges, tidal pools the size of carts, and veins of luminous kelp braided through translucent skin. He felt —not heard— a deep subsonic hum: the giant’s heartbeat.

The mist waited ahead: a wall of starless night clinging to the sea as if the world ended there. Up close, its presence was worse, soundless, windless, an absolute absence. Kai’s aura dared not enter; it recoiled like flame from void.

From within that negation the voice arrived again, not shouting, but threading directly into his mind: "Welcome, Kai of the ant species. Let us speak before the window closes."

Uroth pivoted with majestic ease, eight columns slicing water like temple pillars. Spray arced high, sparkling in descending evening light. The beast accelerated, it was swift as a cresting storm, cutting the kilometers to the mist barrier in heartbeats.

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