Only I Level Up By Shoveling-Chapter 46: "Ancestor and Descendant"

Castra quickly pushed down his summoner’s head and squatted behind the tree, watching the bullet strike right at the tree in front of them, just an inch away from hitting the place where his summoner stood just now.

BANG!

The bullet was stuck deep in the tree trunk, leaving behind a hole and a sizzling hot smoke.

Castra broke into a cold sweat but he took a deep breath and hurriedly nudged his summoner, who almost peed his pants in fear.

"Ouch! Dear summoner, that was so close! Do you know what’s going on with those bullets? I was also attacked the moment I was summoned!"

"J-just call me Ray..."

"Okay, Ray, hehe. Just what’s going on here?"

"T-the bullet just now comes from a certain participant’s spirit...they have been blocking me from going to the nearest dungeon portal..."

"Uh, dear summoner, can’t you take another path?"

"T-there are also mages and other summoners at those places. I-I planned to take a longer detour..."

"How long will it take to reach the dungeon if we make a detour?"

"A-around half an hour?"

Castra subconsciously furrowed his eyebrows.

"Instead of taking a detour when there are also people blocking the path, isn’t it the fastest to deal with the summoner who shot spirit bullets at us?"

Unexpectedly, Ray suddenly raised his voice sharply,

"N-no! Miria almost died from those bullets earlier! Let’s just take a detour!"

"But dear summoner, what if we are late— "

"I-I am the summoner! Y-you just have to listen to my command!"

At Ray’s sharp words, the atmosphere suddenly froze and silence enveloped the group.

Castra looked at Ray with wide eyes.

Oho! This is the first time he has met such a cowardly yet fierce summoner!

Translation: dumb summoner.

Miria, the pink-haired spirit, blushed in shame and hurriedly mediated,

"T-that, mister! Don’t listen to my master, he’s just too worried about me. D-do you have a plan to breach the shooter?"

Castra still kept a customer service smile on his face as he nodded.

"Yes! I have one skill that’s especially suitable for dealing with shooters!"

Ignoring Ray’s darkening face, Castra took Dudu off his head and showed him to the group.

"Here! With this beetle— "

Castra whispered to Dudu through telepathy, avoiding Lady Fera’s sharp hearing.

[Dudu, give your daddy a few poops. Small poops are okay!]

"Du? Du..."

Dudu doesn’t know why the master wanted Dudu’s poop, but Dudu liked to dump big poop, anyway!

Dudu immediately got into position and Castra also prepared his plastic trash bin that came in a bundle with Llyod, his shovel.

Dudu didn’t have constipation like other monsters and spirits, so he just squatted on top of Castra’s hand and...

Push!

Plop! Plop! Plop!

Before the poop could touch Castra’s bare hands, he immediately flung them over into the plastic bag and bit by bit moving Dudu to stand on top of the plastic bag.

The unique smell of sh*t started to spread around and the group of spirits behind Castra almost puked on the spot.

"Awoooo! What is this smell?!" Lady Fera covered her nose with her paw and cried tears of snowflakes.

For a spirit with a sharp sense of smell like her, this was torture!

Ray also had a pale face as he covered his nose and mouth, seemingly about to puke out all his insides.

"A-ah! Ah!" Miria shed tears on the spot and staggered, as if about to faint.

Everyone, including the livestream audience, simultaneously had the same thoughts—

Is this his revenge because Ray was being harsh??

"Everyone, hold on! It will be over soon! Watch how I deal with that shooter!"

Castra, with his eyes red and his nose twitching, held his breath as he collected the poop.

Once he felt that the number was enough, he immediately used his ultimate skill.

"Activating Sh*t luck! Target— the mysterious shooter!"

DUNG! [Sh*t Luck skill is activated!]

Ten light brown poop balls flew out of the plastic bag and fell to the ground with a thud.

Then, they rolled over towards where the previous two bullets came from.

The mysterious shooter was still lingering around, unaware of the incoming sh*t.

The ten poop balls blended well with the dark rain forest soil, even the unbearable poop smell was covered with the smell of grass and soil.

Castra stared at the direction of where the ten poops were rolling and Dudu, who could control his own rolling poops, continuously transferred information.

"Du! Du!"

Dudu feels the target isn’t far from the poop balls!

3 meters!

2 meters!

1 meter!

The ten poop balls the size of a marble really didn’t catch anyone’s attention and smoothly touched the shoes of the target hiding in the dark.

The moment all ten poop balls rammed themselves into the target’s shoes, the poop system sent a notification.

DUNG! [Target has been hit!]

The next second, an ominous black aura that only Castra could see started to spread from the ground, rising to the sky.

Castra could see the precise location of the enemy and judging from the changing shape of the ominous aura...

The enemy is trying to launch another shot!

Indeed. The next second, the enemy pulled the trigger and shot their spirit bullet proudly, but this time...

The bullet didn’t even touch the target and just fell mid-air.

!!

"What! How is this possible!" A grumpy male voice sounded behind the bush.

"@&,#&*--*+1827, 17-*6*619?? (Ah, is there something wrong with the spirit weapon??)"

A younger voice sounded beside the older voice and the owner of the void was speaking in a foreign language.

The older voice immediately reminded the younger voice.

"Something feels wrong!"

"-@-*;(*+18, 917$;*;@/@! (There’s nothing wrong, let’s just shoot!)"

"No— "

" -#:$+$+$+, -#:$+$+$+! @##&-! (Please, please! Keep shooting! I almost eliminated that coward!)"

At the younger voice’s subtle flattery and a hint of persuasion, the older voice had no choice but to shoot another bullet, only to see the bullet flying happily to the sky, as if it had wings!

!!

This time, even the younger voice knew that something was wrong. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"@+#-#+! "@+#-#+! ×£^¢°€π! (Quick! Quick! Change location!)"

Someone must have targeted his natal spirit!

But how could Castra let his enemy go just like that?

Castra immediately signalled to his group and then, before the enemy moved from their hiding place...

Castra rushed towards the bush while swinging his shovel.

"Laxative skill activated!!"

BEEP. [Laxative Skill is Activated]

The target? Of course, the one that looked weaker!

At the distance of one bush apart, Castra’s long shovel hit the target right on the rear.

PA!

"Ouch!"

The target touched his sore b*tt and almost stumbled when his stomach suddenly twisted fiercely.

"Ahh!"

The younger one shrieked.

He could feel his knees weakening and slowly, his body collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Even worse, he could feel something desperately wanting to come out down there!

The unlucky spirit saw this and shouted in shock,

"Descendant!! Your b*tt— "