Rebirth: I Became a Maggot 2

Chapter 160 Headless Fly

Upon reaching the snow rabbit, I discovered it was terrified and still trembling, probably because it had never encountered anything like this before.

After all, it's impossible for a pet not to be scared if it encounters a near-eating situation in the wild.

We comforted the snow rabbit for a while before it calmed down, and then everyone flew back in a grand procession towards the ravine where I had fallen earlier.

On the way, I asked Daifu what had happened after I left.

It turns out that after I left, Dafu ran with the snow rabbit all the way. After running for a long time, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be lost. But even if he was lost, at least he was safe.

So she was worried about my safety. Dafu originally wanted to come out and look for me, but because it was so dark, she didn't know where to look for me, and her best friend was also very scared.

So they found a place to hide. No matter what kind of creature it is, time seems to pass very slowly when it encounters danger, especially when it is hiding. So they didn't know how long they had been hiding when a few flies came and found them.

That's when they learned of my existence, so they were very happy. But the snake reappeared shortly after the fly arrived.

The snow rabbit was so frightened that it ran away for its life. Finally, it was cornered on a hillside by the snake.

Finally, I arrived and witnessed what happened next. Although Dafu didn't describe the specifics, one thing is certain: the escape was extremely dangerous.

As we talked, we slowly arrived at the old fly's location, wondering what kind of task he would give us.

Upon his return, the old fly excitedly exclaimed, "Your Majesty, you're finally back! Are you alright?"

"It's alright, nothing serious. I've finished my work at the frontier. Is there anything I can help you with? I'll leave after I've done it for you," I said directly.

After all, they did help me, so to keep my promise, I should help them too. Although I don't know if I can help them right now, I'd like to hear their story first.

“Thank you, Your Majesty, for remembering my story. The prophet also mentioned this, saying that you would leave after helping us, because your ambitions are very lofty, and no fly dares to think that way,” said the old fly.

Holy crap, he even figured that out! Just who is this prophet? How is he so amazing? Is he defying the heavens?

But since I've already agreed, I still want to tell you what it is and see if I can help.

So I asked, "Why don't you tell me what happened? We can work together to figure out a solution."

Hearing my question, the old fly was overjoyed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. We only need to do you a small favor: to find the late emperor's head and bring it back."

"What?" I exclaimed in surprise, as if I hadn't heard clearly.

What do you mean by bringing back the late emperor's head? Where am I supposed to find it? Besides, wasn't the late emperor a fly? A headless fly is just a headless fly, isn't it?

Holy crap, there really is such a thing as a headless fly? Seriously, what kind of task is it to find a fly's head?

"Your Majesty, please don't be agitated. Let me explain slowly," the old fly continued calmly.

How can I stay calm? I'm going crazy! What is all this nonsense? Even headless flies are appearing, and we're supposed to be looking for a fly's head? Do you think this is the Three Kingdoms period?

Actually, when I heard about this task, I was reluctant. Where am I supposed to find it? I have such a hard time finding a Dafu (a type of auspicious food), and you want me to find a fly's head? Are you kidding me?

I was stunned as I listened. What kind of situation is this? How can I help? You thousands of flies can't find it, how am I supposed to find it?

At this moment, the old fly spoke up: "The late emperor's head was stolen by the enemy and is now hanging in the enemy's headquarters, so we need Your Majesty's help."

and many more……

This plot sounds so familiar... Let me think...

Holy crap, isn't this a scene from the Three Kingdoms? Didn't Zhang Fei get his head secretly cut off by the enemy while he was sleeping in the middle of the night?

What's going on in the fly world? I really want to interview flies. How did they even come up with this idea? They should just focus on finding food. Why bother cutting off fly heads?

I was speechless. What was all this about? The late emperor's head was hanging in the enemy camp, and I was told to find a way to retrieve it.

How do I rob it? Tell me how I rob it! If I could mobilize the entire army to rob it by force, these guys wouldn't bother me. So I must outsmart them. But how do I outsmart them?

I almost cried before I even finished the story. What is all this nonsense?

But since I've already promised them, I have to give it a try even if it's impossible. After all, I still have human intelligence. What if I'm someone special and I actually come up with a good idea?

So I asked, "Tell me the specifics, and I'll see if I can help you. For example, how was your late emperor murdered? How was his head taken? And what efforts did you make?"

"My late emperor was beheaded by a spy while he was sleeping," the old fly said sadly.

Hearing this, I was instantly dumbfounded. Isn't this exactly the same story as Zhang Fei's? Oh my god, if the author of Romance of the Three Kingdoms found out, would he sue me for plagiarism?

The old fly continued, "After learning that our emperor had been killed by the enemy, the strategist couldn't catch his breath and died of anger. But on his deathbed, he told us that on the day of his funeral, a hero would descend from the sky to help us through this difficult time."

Holy crap, he died of anger?! Do you think you're Zhou Yu? So easily angered to death, and you still say it's not plagiarism? I'm almost crying, what kind of plot is this? And now even flies can read classic literature?

"And then what? You were so angry that you held a funeral for him? You didn't even try to find your late emperor's head?" I asked curiously.

"No," the old fly said matter-of-factly.

"No? Why?" I exclaimed in surprise. Shouldn't we be trying to find the late emperor's head first, and then hold a funeral?

"Because the strategist said you would come to help us, I immediately began preparing for the strategist's funeral, waiting for you to find the late emperor's head before holding the funeral for him," the old fly said very seriously, seemingly unaware that what he was saying was wrong.

Holy crap, I get the feeling that strategist is some kind of charlatan! Is he just trying to get himself buried first so he can be reincarnated sooner or something? This feels like some kind of ancient civilization's legacy!

I was speechless; I just stood there, stunned, not knowing what to say.