Chrysalis

To hunt under these conditions one needs to be cunning. After all, what was it that allowed humanity to rise above their competitors to be the dominant species of Earth? It was their minds! Their ingenuity!

Combined with a tendency to avoid considering the consequences of any particular course of action, this trait, more than any other, propelled humanity to great heights!

So when I am faced with this environment, in which an ant must truly struggle to hunt, to provide for his family with the necessary sustenance to survive, what could I possibly do? Regular hunting is impossible! It seems that more and more monsters are appearing at any given moment, successfully battling a monster one versus one and then being able to consume or transport the Biomass without attracting attention would be rather difficult.

So then.

Time to use the ’ol noodle to solve this problem. Draw on a little bit of that divine spark of intelligence that my previous life has gifted me.

What I have I come up with?

Pitfall traps!

I shall utilise traps, thus combining my two identities in one, the cleverness of a human and the capacity to dig a hole of an ant!

...

I know all right. Sure it’s not that clever but it is the best I could come up with.

At a reasonable distance away from the nest, a few hundred metres, I’ve begun construction of a large pitfall trap. The construction has been more difficult than I initially expected. Whilst there is plenty of dirt, as I dig further down I inevitably find bits of rock. Fortunately the mana infused mandibles prove up to the task and I’m able to break it up after expending a fair bit of effort.

The excavation skill has once again proven its worth and I’ve already gained a level in it due to my efforts. It’s interesting to notice how the excavation skill actually functions. Rather than creating a magical shovel of light that emerges from my face to help me dig (which would be awesome!), instead I almost feel as if my instincts are being guided by a knowledgeable digging master.

When I was trying to find a location to for my pitfall traps certain areas were more appealing to me as suitable to dig and others I felt should be avoided. I honestly don’t know how I knew that, I just did. When I’m digging as only an ant can, using the mandibles on my face not only as a shovel but also as a barrow, my instincts whisper to me, don’t dig that spot yet, the soil will crumble, tilt your head to this angle, the result will be better.

less time. I can only imagine that if the excavation skill becomes maxed out then I’ll become some sort of digging god, never making an error

takes several hours of hard work before I’ve been able to dig a large and deep pitfall that I think will be sufficient to hold most monsters, about two metres

small tunnel that runs several meters parallel the forest floor. My intention is that within this small offshoot tunnel I’ll have a private

forced to abandon the site and hide in a tree when I detected monsters coming. Given the crazed attitude of all the creatures in the forest lately I knew that would battle

display patience for

dig and I certainly didn’t trust him not to fight when

of vegetation as a disguise there is nothing to do but await the juicy prey that will fall directly into

Muahaha!

monsters are moving through this area but they’ve been lucky enough not to step on my trap! Damn monsters, why is all of this good fortune being wasted

could I do to

the monsters directly to the pitfall. What I could I use as

sleep, sharply interrupting his gentle snoring and drawing my

Bait... eh?

wrong if were to use Tiny as bait. I refuse to let him die until he’s paid me

to dangle this sleeping loafer from

only be patient and wait for a monster to fall into the trap. Once I have one catch

be waisted however! The spirit of the worker pulses

a little distance away from my trap and survey the terrain for a space that will suit my needs. Eventually I find a an appealing patch of earth thirty metres away from my pitfall. If one trap should prove insufficient, then more must be constructed! Don’t underestimate the enthusiasm for digging that runs

the dirt around in a way that looks reasonably natural Creating an enormous mound of

minutes of digging I’m startled out of my

What!

it’s almost as if I fall into a trance. For some reason it just feels so nice to

immediately detect that some unfortunate

itself from the wreckage at the bottom of the pit is a

POW!