Marigold – A LitRPG

When I woke up the next morning, I had a goal set! Use my skills! I decided that no matter how much I complain, or to whom I complain, this is my reality now, and I couldn't change that, not without dying. And I'm not going to give myself away on a platter! I decided that I would make the best out of this situation, and for that, I needed to test all of these skills and determine how useful they were to me!

And to begin with my plan, i looked at the great tree, where i had found a hole between the roots and made a shelter. I had decided to go after a base of operations to test all my skills! Not that the small hole was bad, but it was very unprotected and dirty. I would prefer something like a very small hole between rocks, or a tree. That would be much safer in my opinion. So, while I climbed the large tree, looking for an ideal place, I found a large hole, which was not suitable for me, but it would be very good for a couple of birds or squirrels. Climbing a little more and turning around in the trunk, I ended up finding a crack just large enough for me to squeeze past, and small enough for me to have to squeeze to pass! The space inside is not large, and it doesn't seem ideal to make a nest...

I don't need a nest!

Damn Bee instincts, trying to influence me. This little hole will serve my purpose very well for now. After rummaging through the hole and being satisfied with it, I move on to the next step of my plan!

Eat lots of nectar from delicious flowers!~~

And it wasn't just because I was getting hungry, it was also essential to the success of my plans. When I left the small hole in the tree, I went out towards a group of flowers near the large tree, big plants that looked like sunflowers only much larger and with petals that looked like pink leaves. The part that contained the pollen and nectar was huge! It occupied more than half of the Flower, about 80% of it, and it tasted delicious, with a slight orange flavor and lavender aroma. An interesting combination!

After drinking nectar until my chest was completely full, I lazily fly back to my small "Base of operations". When I get there, I start my plan to use the skill, starting with [Wax making]. I focus on the skill waiting for it to do its job and.... Nothing.

Nothing happened when I focused on the skill, and I didn't know why. Maybe I shouldn't focus on the skill itself, but on what it allows me to do. I start thinking about the wax, malleable, resistant, yellow, and that could become very good scented candles.

To my surprise, when I focused on the wax itself, instead of the ability to create the wax, I felt a tightness in my chest, as if something was being compressed. Soon, I felt heavier, and as if I had mud stuck to my throat.

I coughed for a while, bothered by the very strange sensation that was in my chest. It was bothering me so much that I tried to spit, and from there a ball of wax, yellow and malleable, looking like a ball of mud that hit the ground with everything. I stared at the small exhibition of my abilities and wondered again if this was some kind of divine punishment...

Leaving aside the thoughts about an entity that hates me, I take the small ball of wax, and I see that it has a texture similar to Clay, very malleable and easy to work. I am not an artist and much less talented in clay work, I am not confident in creating something of quality.

But my main goal was achieved: Use skills! Now I need to figure out how to use my other skills, and I believe the best option now that I have wax, would be [Create Honey].

With the small ball of wax that I had on the floor and with what I still had in my chest, I start trying to create a "jar" stuck to the floor. After a lot of effort trying to do something respectable, I slowly move away from my little creation and... That looks very poorly made and disproportionate...

But it will serve the purpose it was created for!

After going out again to get more nectar, I kneel before the small basin that barely reached my knees and think about the honey... The sweet and golden honey, delicious and nutritious...

And instantly, I feel the worst nausea of my life.

Did something go wrong while I was trying to use the [Create Honey] skill?!?!

It was like I was inside an old washing machine, rattling non-stop, it was nauseating in the extreme! I put my arms on the floor and leaned my head on the small jar of wax, and soon a sense of urgency came over me, and I began to vomit.

God, looked like vomit, the feeling was the same! More when I open my eyes to see the mess I've created, BAAM! In front of me is a jar filled almost to the brim with golden and delicious-looking honey.

And it was nothing more than bee vomit...

I always liked honey, it was sweet and natural, a delight of Mother Nature! But after witnessing it, the resemblance it had to a drunk human vomiting in the toilet... I couldn't look at the little honey pot in the same way as before.

After leaving my "base of operations", I fly in a daze to a nearby lake to drink some water and get that stomach-churning feeling out... Would I have to make honey to survive? Couldn't I just feed on nectar like I've done so far? Although in winter they should not have flowers to eat... Is there winter here? Or is it an evergreen forest? Maybe I don't need honey because the process of creating it is exasperating, physically and mentally, but if I can create honey, it must have a utility to it, or it is a food that can be easily stocked, or something more nutritious than Pure nectar.

Arriving at the small lake, I observe it for a while and judge that it looks good for consumption. After drinking for a while, I resolve to refresh myself a little, and while I bathed in the small body of water. A shiver ran down my spine.

Looking in the direction of the sensation i just had, I saw, a small gecko, when we made eye contact he cringed and changed color! It blended into the environment around him very convincingly, and he seemed to think I hadn't noticed him! It was a small gecko, but it seemed the size of a horse to me. Taking into account how small I am, he is not that big too, and more importantly, I understood his intentions immediately!

He wanted a snack!

And no matter how stupid he must think I am, for not being able to see through such a poorly made disguise, he can go dreaming if he thinks I'm going to become a gecko snack!

Flapping my wings in preparation for taking a flight, the little shit realized my intentions. Giving up his "master disguise", he runs towards me with his mouth open at a speed that is surprising to me! I can barely get off the ground when the shameless little gecko gets to where I was previously. He looks up in frustration and tries to catch me with his mouth while doing small jumps. But all I need is to fly higher and leave the gecko who thought he was incredible behind. I try to use my other ability [Memorial Memory] to create a mental reminder about these guys. I focus on trying to remember that near the lake had some shameless geckos, but nothing happens... I don't know if it worked or if it didn't. I still have gecko's very fresh memory so I don't know if it's because I chose to remember or if it's just a very recent memory. I think I would have to wait a while to know if the mental reminder i had created worked or not. Because the damn system wouldn't let me know if I was using the skills successfully or not!

When I went back to the hole with the little jar of honey inside, I thought of the only skills I haven't used so far [Egg laying] and [Maternal connection]. Two skills that i needed to create a drone to know its utilities. I was very reluctant to use [Egg laying] but after seeing Mr. Rabbit, The Wolf, and the shameless gecko, I realized I'm weak as hell...

I need help, and this shitty system clearly isn't going to give me that help. I didn't necessarily need an entire hive, but creating 1 or 2 soldiers who could protect me would be very helpful.

I hesitated, for quite a while, whether or not to create these soldiers, but in the end my judgment that I was weak as hell and that I urgently needed all the help i could get. I thought about raising an egg, a soldier's egg. I focused on the idea of a strong and powerful soldier who would protect me, and then it came, a pressure that scratched my bee bottom. It was not painful or uncomfortable, but I was very stressed by the idea of what was to come. I, a human who lived to 33, who never had children and little sexual experience, was now spawning a bee egg!

Soon a sense of urgency in my bee part gave me the signal that it was ready, and I relieved the pressure I was putting on the area and from there a small pure white egg slid quietly to the ground.

When it hit the ground, all the previous sensations disappeared as if they had never existed, and in place a small bee egg of harmless appearance was in place. When I looked at the small egg, I felt a great feeling of attachment. I could not explain why, it should be the Bee instincts, but I felt deep in my being that I should protect that small egg.

Moving slowly towards the little egg, I take him in my arms and gently place him in a corner of the hole. I think I should make a small jar for him too. Since it was the habit of bees. If I'm not mistaken, they grow in "apartments".

"Then... Now I'm a mother? That was easier than I thought..."