《The Kitty Litter (LitRPG)》Becoming A Druid (Chapter 18)
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Meanwhile, our protagonist was being chased by a mob of money grubbers. Seriously, don't they get discouraged after seeing so many people fall down crying in pain? As expected of disposable cardboard characters. (cough cough)
As the adventurers chased the young monster along the streets, some nearby townspeople joined the chase. It was a huge mess. You would think that adventurers with higher agility would easily catch up; but taking advantage of its size which was of a cat, Poopy was able to duck behind random people on the streets, preventing it from being caught by the faster adventurers.
It still needed somewhere to hide however, so it kept an eye out for any buildings with open doors. Sadly, Poopy found none. Don't ask me why no one forgot to shut their doors. There should be at least a single klutz or at least someone who was opening the door halfways, right?
Your Agility has been exercised!
+1 AGI.
"Gah!"
The sudden pop up startled Poopy, causing it to almost crash into a lamppost. Poopy cursed, wishing the pop up wouldn't appear at such a crucial moment.
Additional System Input: You can go to Settings and disable blue windows mid combat if you'd like to.
Poopy crashed into a lamppost. It was not pleasant. Poopy expected to see a blue box telling how hurt it was any second, but it seemed that the system was considerate enough not to-
You have smashed your face into a lamppost. -9 HP.
Bastard!
Poopy wanted to yell, but its face was currently smushed against the said lamppost. The system JUST had to delay the message long enough to troll it, didn't it?
"Got ya!" A random man reached out to grab the dung golem.
Unfortunately, a pile of soft dung is not very suited for grabbing. The dung grabbed simply came off, leaving the man with a handful of poop. Poopy quickly detached itself from the lamppost and used Poop Control to regain the lost dung. The golem then spotted a building with open gates and started to charge towards it.
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"Damn it!" Yelled the man.
The building happened to be the temple of nature. Poopy isn't developing a knack for raiding religious icons, is it? It just so happened that the temple was empty today.
You have entered the Nature Temple!
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Hello! Welcome to my nature temple!
I assume you have entered to become a Druid right?
Well, the process is easy!
Simply press your hand on the glowing green orb on the pedestal, and you'll be registered!
Best regards: Naus, Goddess Of Nature
"Shut up!" Shouted Poopy.
No.
(Also, this is totally not my fault. If you want to, please blame Naus. She's the one who asked me to forward this message to everyone new who enters her temples. It's hard work you know? Can't you be just a little more appreciative of all the work I do to send all the creatures on the planet system messages?)
The golem wished there was a way to punch the damned system in the face.
Hey! That's very rude! You wouldn't exist without me, you know? I'm almost like a parent to you! Practice some filial piety, won't you?
Poopy ignored the box. Now, for somewhere to hide... Unfortunately, there was only that dumb pedestal mounted in the center of the single roomed temple. With it's now average human intelligence, Poopy realised that it could morph its body to fit behind the pedestal into order to hide.
You have been very naughty. -200 MP.
What?! Poopy was shocked. The system got upset at it and increased the cost for shapeshifting? The golem wanted to shout again but it wasn't very appropriate now that it was in hiding.
"Where is it?" The yellow man from two chapters ago rushed into the circular room.
"Idk, I just saw it run in like 10 seconds ago." Said a green man. (He was an over-dedicated druid that decided to body-paint himself chlorophyll green for some reason.)
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More people soon rushed into the temple, almost all of them now carrying jars after witnessing the man who failed to grab Poopy. Some people that didn't have jars even bought jars from people who had them in their inventory. A salesman who accidentally wrote an extra zero on the ordering form was delighted to sell his jars to the crowd at an increased price.
The dung pancake stuck to the back of the pedestal could only curse as it heard people rush into the temple. It was unable to see because it didn't have eyes at the moment, but it was obvious that someone would soon notic-
"What's this smell brown covered in mushrooms stuck to the pedestal?" Asked a clueless boy.
"It's the monster!" Shouted a man as he swooped in with a jar.
Poopy wasn't sure why the man was dumb enough to announce his attack, but it quickly shot up into the air with the help of Poop Control in semi liquid form. It conveniently touched the orb by accident as well.
Congratulations on unlocking your first class: Druid!
You are 100% suited for this class.
+100 MAG.
+500 HP.
+1000 MP.
Achievement Unlocked: First Class. Not really. I mean, kinda, yeah, but you're not actually first class.
+200 Stat Points.
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