Girl in the Box: Please tell me why I was reincarnated as a mimic monster!

Then, Zanoba left the recreation room like a gust of wind, allowing the plan to begin. Mo Yueya stood up from the sofa, stretched, and prepared to go back to organize today's intelligence, but was stopped by the soldiers who were on duty with him.

"Hey, bro." One of them leaned over and put his arm around Mo Yueya's shoulder. "We all saw it. You're really amazing. You just learned it."

“Haha,” Mo Yueya chuckled dryly, “It’s just a coincidence. I just happen to be very familiar with this kind of thing.”

"Hey bro, don't be shy." The man smiled warmly. "Let's get acquainted! I'm Baroque."

"I am Inrode." "Big Yellow!"

The three introduced themselves. Baroque was the young man who came up to talk to them, Inrode gave off the feeling of a literary youth, and Dahuang was the kind of incredibly unrestrained... dog-like youth?

“Come on, brother,” Baroque gestured with his eyes, “teach us something, how about it?”

At this moment, Mo Yueya finally understood their hints and their motives. They had been staring at the chessboard the whole time, and it was clear what they wanted Mo Yueya to do. He nodded with a wry smile, and the three of them happily high-fived.

Looks like... I won't have time to rest today...

Is Chapter 41 progressing smoothly?

After his first encounter with Zanoba, Mo Yueya spent a considerable amount of time entertaining Balok and the others, which is why he only just returned to his room. He closed the door, placed his belongings on the table, and collapsed onto the bed.

I'm really exhausted.

Mo Yueya's mind was blank. Today's mental activity was more than he had imagined. Even though his body hadn't moved much, he felt extremely tired and really couldn't move at all.

After that, the three of them took him out to dinner, where they had a lively discussion about the day's chess game. They even made a handmade chess set together and found a place to play it.

As a result, he played three more extra games today, one against each of Baroque, Inrode, and Dahuang, only letting Mo Yueya go back after they were satisfied. Furthermore, they are still playing, and more and more people are coming to watch.

Is military life really that boring...?

Those people were probably only interested in playing chess because they had nothing else to do. After all, in this kind of environment, there probably wasn't much entertainment in the army besides eating and drinking.

The sudden appearance of something like this in this situation will definitely pique people's curiosity, but will it be banned by the authorities...? Well, that's not something Mo Yueya can control.

After resting in bed for a while and feeling somewhat better, Mo Yueya sat up and began to retrieve her familiars. Today was another peaceful day; the matter of the familiars hadn't been discovered yet, or perhaps it had been discovered but was ignored.

Regardless, the current peace is of utmost importance to Mo Yueya. He needs to be fully prepared for that moment and pave the way as much as possible before then. The first step has already been taken, and there's nothing left to hesitate about.

The familiars that Mo Yueya had placed almost everywhere on the mothership squeezed out from the gaps, turning back into black liquid magic and assimilating into the magic surrounding Mo Yueya.

The Moon Ravens were able to glean what they saw and heard today through their assimilation and regression, and this behavior...

Just like a vampire...

"...Tsk."

It stirred up those unpleasant memories again.

In fact, Mo Yueya does share similarities with vampires, but he is more like an entity that recreates vampire abilities through magic. Why is his magic liquid? This is because he was captured by demons as a child and was used as a test subject for human experimentation. As a result, he received the blood of a high-ranking vampire.

It was a very painful experience, and he didn't want to think about it too much. The vampire's blood wreaked havoc in his body, eventually turning him into this person; his magic and certain physical characteristics were similar to those of a vampire.

His liquid magic is a result of simulating the vampire race's racial skill, "Blood Lord." It can reproduce some of the effects of the "Blood Lord" skill, but in terms of combat ability, it is less than half of the real thing, though it is very practical.

At that time, he was going to be sold as a commodity to other demons. Later, the facility was destroyed by a high-ranking vampire, and Mo Yueya gained his freedom. He also saw the figure of that high-ranking vampire and knew the vampire's name.

Aye, the leader of the vampire clan.

Some of his blood also came from Aye, according to those damned demons. In order to create the perfect experimental subject as quickly as possible, they gathered all sorts of demonic materials, including Aye's blood.

However, that's all in the past, and he doesn't want to think about it anymore.

Today was another fruitless day; we didn't gather any useful intelligence, nor any information about the duchy. Should we consider expanding the distribution of our familiars to more dangerous locations?

Mo Yueya pondered for a moment, then shook her head and dismissed the idea. It was too dangerous. It was better to focus her efforts on Zanoba than that. If she failed, everything would be for naught.

He cannot take this risk, nor can he afford to.

Mo Yueya's gaze lingered on the desk beside the bed, where the things he had just brought back were placed. These were the "rewards" that Baroque and the others had forced upon him. In exchange, he would have to play chess with them whenever he had free time.

Baroque and his group were a good bunch, and Mo Yueya couldn't very well refuse, so he accepted them. After all, he wasn't one of those people who worked the night shift, and spending some time integrating into the army would be helpful for his future plans.

But upon closer reflection, Mo Yueya found it both funny and frustrating. He had prepared several plans to contact each of the Divine Punishers one by one, but he hadn't expected it to be so simple, and he even gained some extra benefits.

And tracing its origins, that is chess.

This toy, which bears a resemblance to the Dragon King, became the biggest contributor today. With its help, Mo Yueya successfully made contact with Zanoba and established a connection. It deserves this credit.

When Mo Yueya first saw chess, for some reason, the first thing that came to mind was that cherry-haired dragon king. Perhaps that dragon king and his retinue also knew what this thing was.

Thanks to it, things have progressed so smoothly.

Go to sleep early... we have to continue tomorrow...

Mo Yueya silently expressed her gratitude before drifting off to sleep.

"Haah...haah..."

In a corner of the messy room, Li remained curled up on the edge of the bed. She was in very poor condition. The heat was wearing down her spirit, and reason was maintaining her last line of defense. The collar was constantly draining her magic power, and she was already extremely weak after only one day.

The battle was more severe than she had imagined. Every moment was spent in tension and fear, with no chance to rest. She was terrified that the two men would break in and assault her again, just like last time, while she was resting.

She didn't want to have that experience again.

The bed was soaked, she couldn't tell if it was sweat or that sticky, feminine fluid, but she knew for sure that her whole body felt like it was on fire and she wanted to find something to release this heat.

Her hand instinctively reached down, recalling the electric-like pleasure, as if she had tasted forbidden fruit, making it irresistible. A flash of light blue hair swept through her mind, bringing a moment of coolness that dispelled the heat and brought her back to her senses.

"No, no...!"

She pulled her hand back, gripping it tightly with her other hand. The sight of this tragic scene brought a lump to her throat, and her eyes began to well up with tears again. She sat on the bed, sobbing, continuing her battle, a battle she fought alone.

Chapter 42 Mo Yueya's Preparations

"Aha……"

Mo Yueya yawned and carried her toiletries to the communal washroom. Since everyone got up at the same time, the washrooms on each floor were crowded with people rushing to wash up.

Mo Yueya waited quite a while before he could get a spot to wash up. After cleaning his face and mouth, he took his toiletries back to his room and put them away, preparing to hand over the duties to the soldiers who had been on duty the previous night.

Before that, he picked up a small bottle of ink from the table, opened the cap, and poured it onto the floor. Then, a black magic circle unfolded, and the ink flowed through the magic circle and scattered onto the floor.

After a while, they began to wriggle and then split into dozens of small familiars, which had various appearances and waited on the ground for the spellcaster's instructions.

As before, Mo Yueya pointed to the small window, and the familiars swarmed out through the crack in the window. They would gradually spread out from the hull to various parts of the warship to gather intelligence.

Mo Yueya carefully put away the ink bottle, thus concluding his morning lessons. He walked across the floor, which remained spotless, and opened the door to his room, heading towards the dining hall.

When he arrived at the canteen, it was already packed with people, and the long queue for breakfast had circled the ridiculously large canteen several times. Mo Yueya didn't yet know exactly how many troops the Kingdom Army had, but he knew there were plenty of gluttons.

Mo Yueya smiled sarcastically, thinking he might as well just go and hand over the work. Just as he turned around to leave, someone called his name.

"Hey! Master! Master Mo!"

Judging from the voice, and knowing that there was only one person who would call him that, Mo Yueya quickly found that person in the crowd.

“Baroque…” Mo Yueya looked at Baroque in surprise, “You guys are quite diligent…”

“Hehe,” Baroque proudly wiped his nose, “If we don’t work hard, we won’t have anything to eat.”

“Moonraven, come along too.” Inrode waved, “I got you breakfast too.”

"Come on, come on." If Big Yellow had a tail right now, it would definitely be wagging it fast.

"Oh... thank you so much."

Mo Yueya didn't refuse their kindness and sat down with them. According to them, they had come quite early to collect breakfast and even got an extra portion for him. They had only known each other for less than a day, yet they were so enthusiastic towards others.

"Here, this is your portion." Baroque pushed a breakfast in front of Mo Yueya. "We've been used to this kind of life in collective labor jobs for a long time. So we have our own routines to get breakfast quickly."

“That’s called the wisdom of life.” Inrode pushed up his non-existent glasses.

"Hey...I see." Mo Yueya buried her head in her breakfast.

"Hey, not to be mean..." Baroque said, sounding a little annoyed, "Why are you so listless this morning? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Ah...more or less..." Mo Yueya looked away, refusing to look at the three culprits.

"That won't do, Moonraven." Big Yellow perked up. "We need to be energetic for the day's work!"

"Haa... I know, I know..." Mo Yueya's tone was somewhat perfunctory.

"Oh, right, let's play a game now." Baroque pulled out a chessboard and pieces from somewhere and placed them on the table.

"You actually carried it with you all the time..." Mo Yueya said, dumbfounded.

"What's the big deal!" Baroque had already set up the chess pieces. "Anyway, there's still some time before construction starts. Hey, where are you going to work again?"

“Hmm… I’m going to the deck to keep watch today,” Mo Yueya replied, taking a bite of bread.

"Oh... then we'll have to talk about it tonight." Baroque's disappointment was obvious. "Never mind that for now, come on, let's play a game."

"No way..." Mo Yueya waved her hand, "I really'm not in the mood to play this right now..."

"Hmm..." Baroque became somewhat embarrassed.

"I'll go with you." Inrod had already moved his troops out first.

"Damn it, wasn't I supposed to go first?!"

"A soldier never tires of deceit."

Before long, they started playing. Mo Yueya really wasn't in the mood to play chess. He had just woken up and wasn't fully awake, so he wouldn't play chess smoothly. He also didn't want to play a perfunctory game.

However, watching the three of them playing chess so enthusiastically made for a good breakfast. In the noisy environment of the cafeteria, they suddenly became very conspicuous, and gradually, people began to gather over, but the three of them did not notice.

"Haha! You're dead!" "That's not necessarily true, take this!" "What...! Hehehe! You've fallen for my trap! Go, my queen—!" "Fool." "Ah!? Wait?! That one doesn't count!"

It's clear that Inrode is unilaterally overwhelming Baroque. Even Big Yellow probably could see that Baroque was too reckless and hadn't noticed the several traps Inrode had set. However, losing the Queen isn't a big deal; it doesn't mean they can't continue.

More and more people gathered around the table, and the air began to become stuffy. Mo Yueya had almost finished eating, so she started packing up her things to leave. The three of them were focused on the chess game, and I really hoped they would pay attention to the time and finish their breakfast while they were at it.

"Hey, you three," Mo Yueya reminded them, "It's getting late, I have to go take over my shift. You guys keep an eye on the time, don't overdo it."

"Okay, okay." "So, you'd better just admit defeat already." "Baroque's already lost, hasn't he?" "Shut up, Big Yellow!"

It seemed to have no effect, but this matter was no longer Mo Yueya's concern. He took his cutlery, squeezed out of the crowd, put the cutlery in the collection area, straightened his clothes, and walked onto the deck.

After handing over to the night shift workers, he began to wander around the deck, both to clear his head and to familiarize himself with the terrain, secretly memorizing it on the inside of his clothes. This was done simultaneously using magic; the ink moved along the inside of his clothes, drawing a map.

He made some progress after boarding the mothership. He kept taking time to collect information about the mothership's structure. The vertical structural diagram was soon half completed, but more detailed parts still needed to be finished, which his familiar was responsible for.

Everything was proceeding smoothly. Once this blueprint was complete, he would begin creating maps of the mothership. He believed it would be useful at that time… even without him.

Chapter 43 Clarification

The general structure looks like this: the lower decks are warehouses, where various supplies are stored, as well as some things that are only found on these warships, such as this viscous black liquid.

At this moment, Mo Yueya was playing with the black liquid that her familiar had brought from the bottom where the special weapons were stored. It was contained in a wooden jar, and just opening it emitted a very pungent odor, though only a little, but enough.

The familiar that brought the wooden pot was no longer usable; it was covered in black liquid. Unlike ink, this liquid would consume a lot of magic power if forced to be used, so he simply discarded the familiar.

Despite being only the size of a palm-sized wooden pot, it felt unusually heavy. He put the pot into his pocket. Although the liquid couldn't be used as a material for spellcasting, it had other uses, so he decided to keep it for now.

"It's almost time..." Mo Yueya estimated the time in her mind, "It's time to go."

His main task for the day was to make contact with Zanobba. He quickly handed over the duties to the person who came to relieve him, went back to his room to put his things away and hide them, and then prepared to go to the recreation room.

When he arrived, Zanoba was already sitting in his usual spot, intently staring at the chessboard. He straightened his clothes, composed himself, and then went over.

"I'm sorry I'm late," Mo Yueya said apologetically.

"Oh, no, I just arrived too early." Zanoba had just noticed his arrival.

"Have you been waiting long?" Mo Yueya asked.

“I’m just too early.” Zanobah smiled expectantly. “I’m really looking forward to battling you again, Moonraven. Come on, sit down, let’s play a round right away.”

"no problem."

After receiving permission, Mo Yueya was relieved that he hadn't upset Zanoba, and sat down in the same spot as yesterday, playing the same black piece as before.

Based on yesterday's results, Zanoba was the first to move in this game. He had already moved his pawns while Mo Yueya had finished setting up the board, watching Mo Yueya eagerly. Mo Yueya took a deep breath, got into the zone, and moved his pieces.

However, I'm not here today just to play chess with Zanoba.

"Your offensive is as fierce as ever."

In the heat of the game, after moving his pieces, Mo Yueya struck up a conversation with the engrossed Zanoba.

“Ha, no matter how fierce the attack, it can’t break through the tenacious warrior.” Zanoba laughed self-deprecatingly, then reminded him, “You don’t need to use honorifics for me, just call me Zanoba.”

“Well, excuse me.” Mo Yueya cleared her throat and began to change the subject. “Speaking of which, there’s something that I’m really concerned about. There’s something I just can’t figure out.”

"Can't figure it out?" After considering his next move, Zanoba moved his warhorse.

“Yes, I just can’t understand it.” Mo Yueya immediately used his chariot to restrain Zanoba’s warhorse. “Why did we retreat when our kingdom was clearly on the winning side in that battle?”