I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 256: The globe

After witnessing such a bizarre scene, the first thought that ran through Timothy's mind, was to get the hell out of here! He wasn't a coward, but could notice when an opponent was far out of his league.

In any normal situation, a stingray wouldn't battle a blue-whale; common reason would advise against it. Such an example could be used here as well. He wasn't fighting a whale, but the opponent was far too powerful!

It was easy to see that one beam of silver would be enough for the stingray to meet with death. Since the circumstances were like that, he didn't want to take any chances.

Instead, he just tried to fit in with these other fish, for the sake of not standing out like a sore thumb.

His pride had been swallowed quite a lot, that could not be ignored; but he still piled up a bit of bravery to calmly swim towards the spot, where that random fish was turned into a silver chunk.

Anxiety managed to rise faster than it could be controlled, because paranoia was creeping in after he thought of a possibility. What if this superior being, had an advanced way of spotting any fish that wasn't under mind control?

It seemed like a reasonable thing to be scared about, but he still continued to swim forward, even though his entire body told him otherwise.

Eventually he had reached the spot where that panicking fish had been shot, and it was fair to say that the scene was anticlimactic.

There wasn't a massive fish who could shoot silver out of its mouth or ass. That didn't seem to be the case.

In fact, he couldn't see any fish that would resemble a powerful superior. Everything about this scene said otherwise, so it became difficult to puzzle this situation together.

A few minutes after, he managed to spot the very fish that had been victimized just a moment earlier. It was a bit difficult to find the carcass at first, because the silver wasn't shining like anywhere else in the cavern.

For some reason, when a fish gets struck by the silver-beam, the aftermath features a metal-covered body that's at least twice as dark in colour!

He couldn't imagine the slightest reason regarding why that happened, but it was an interesting detail to pay attention towards.

Timothy had not noticed it, but he had subconsciously approached the silver-body a bit too close. Ever since spotting it from above, he had slowly inched towards it for the sake of further observation.

This was helpful in terms of attaining new information, but it still didn't make up for the fact that he stuck out like a sore thumb!

Unsurprisingly, that was when he heard a shout that echoed behind him. "Hey, slave! Why aren't you working?"

It felt as if his heart had sunk down to his tail after that shout reverberated! His first thought was that the silver god had found him, and was about to shoot him dead.

For once after a long time of various difficult situations, he felt tremendously scared for his life. But that was when his recently upgraded, creative intelligence decided to bash in.

He had managed to figure out some behavioural patterns in this cavern, and formed a plan based on it.

The plan was as simple as calmly swimming towards the other group of fish, and that was exactly what he did. He simply swam away from the threat, like an emotionless zombie.

It was easy to see that the little sea-pancake's movements were easy-going, he barely had any reaction; which was great in terms of avoiding any unwanted attention.

What helped him unleash a sigh of relief, was the fact that no silvery beam was shot towards him. It was as if a stamped guarantee that a battle wasn't going to break out, he was safe.

He survived the encounter, but the previous problem still remained as tall as a tower. He had no idea who the silver god was, neither did he fully understand what was going on here.

And so he began to dig out a former motive, and decided to follow it for the sake of victory. Timothy wanted to explore now, as his hopes were hanging by a thread. He desperately believed that exploring this place more, will help make sense of everything.

He also acknowledged the thought of just leaving this cavern. The silver god has not harmed him, so there was no reason to hold a grudge.

But the fact that green-bricks were found here, didn't allow him to part ways with this structure; his consciousness just didn't allow it, because the situation was always dire if the holy-tar sect was involved in it.

The hero didn't understand what they were doing here, he didn't know how to stop them either; but one thing was known for sure, a superior fish had to die soon and there was no escaping that idea.

With motives recounted and refined, the blue-dotted menace continued to stroll through the structure, and managed to find a place that piqued his interest.

He found a tunnel, those were quite common here so it wasn't exactly a surprise to find one.

However, this portion of the contraption was interesting because it seemed abnormally placed. It was located on the ceiling of the cavern's middle area.

He wasn't an architect, but it might have taken quite a bit of work to build a tunnel up there. It could be naturally generated of course, but all and all it was quite unique.

Timothy didn't hesitate to swim towards it, but he was a tad more careful this time ~ because in situations like this, it wasn't easy to predict what was on the other side.

And as he dwelled further towards the tunnel, what he saw was not an enemy but an uncomfortable scene instead.

In the end of the tunnel, there was a silver globe. It was transparent but yet it seemed very sturdy and dependable, even though it's outer layer was super thin.

What were trapped inside this globe, were a bunch of silver-coloured worms. They were long, and for some reason had their tail waving upwards.

What made this scene a bit more disturbing, was how these worms were standing a few inches away from each other, making them seem like some weird grey grass!