Only I Level Up By Shoveling-Chapter 102: "Blazing Poop— Get!’

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Chapter 102: "Blazing Poop— Get!’

Castra was unaware of the magic circle’s importance, thinking that the two big bosses just wanted to torture the crow, but the crow’s eyes instantly widened.

"Caw! Caw! Caawwwww! How did you guys have this skill— no! No! Kaaaa — "

The crow thrashed around violently but the magic circle bound it tightly.

Before the crow could break free, a glowing poop pattern flew out of Castra and swiftly entered the crow’s forehead.

The next second, Castra received the Spirit World’s notification.

BEEP. [You have signed a master-slave contract with the three-legged crow spirit.]

[Since you are the master, the three-legged crow spirit will have to follow you around from now on.]

[Contract validation date: 3 days.]

....?

Castra was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue.

"Wait, what???"

What the hell??

Castra wanted to ask Poo, but there was no Poo in sight, so he could only look at the two big bosses with wide eyes.

"This, this, what’s going on??"

Since when did he suddenly become the crow’s master?? He hadn’t even shoveled the crow’s poop!

The crow also got the same notification from the system, albeit the "slave version" and the entire bird instantly deflated.

"Wuwuwuwuwu, this is racial discrimination! Wuwuwuwu, this venerable will report this to the administrator!"

The crow stomped around anxiously but Garfin and Lady Fera broke into a genuine smile.

"Meow, meow, serve you right! You don’t know that we have this kind of skill, don’t you?" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Fufufufu, it’s because the hooman over there is our little slave, so forcing you to become his slave for a few days is possible."

? It sounds illogical!!

But Castra really didn’t know anything about the beast spirits’ circle, so he could only look at the deflated crow with blank eyes.

So...he suddenly got a high-level "slave"?

The toilet spirit, who was still in a fog form, immediately spoke in a sour tone,

"Hmph! Hmph! Just a little bird! I bet he won’t be able to help my master anytime and will be restricted too!"

After subtly degrading the crow, the toilet spirit immediately spoke like a green tea bitch, fawning over Castra.

"Master, master, your little follower here is still more reliable, hehehehe~ "

Hehe, your toilet.

Castra refused to speak and finally remembered the most important thing.

"Right, the poop!"

He didn’t care about the three-day "slave" he got, but he cared about the poop!

The crow heard Castra’s words and immediately shuddered, tears streaming down its dark face.

"Wuwuwuwu, this venerable is going to be molested! Ahhhh! This venerable will commit suicide to avenge this shame!!"

The dramatic crow rushed to a nearby rock and tried to ram itself to death, but the rock shattered to dust instead while the crow emerged unscathed.

....

"Caw! Caw! Caw! Even heaven and earth don’t accept this venerable’s dirty, tainted soul! Wuwuwuwuwuwu— "

The crow continued its dramatic antics, rolling around and screaming on top of its lungs, as if the underworld in his hometown really rejected his "tainted soul".

Garfin and Lady Fera snorted as they grabbed the tiny crow with their claws and dragged it towards Castra, dropping it on his feet.

Castra suddenly felt like a fur parent whose filial children gave him a present— a dead mouse, ah no, a dead crow.

Castra looked at the trembling crow and a question mark floated above his head.

"Uh, so how did the two of you force the great venerable to sign that unequal contract?"

Is it because the crow was from the east but lived in the west?

The two beasts looked at each other and grinned viciously,

"This is common among us beast spirits, especially if the targeted beast spirit isn’t fully accepted by the Beast Lord, fufufufu~ "

"Meow, meow, this guy is an illegal spirit, meow, so it works!"

Uh...didn’t expect you’re such a crow.

Castra, whose soul was also from the east, felt a little bit of camaraderie with the crow, so he...

Ruthlessly summoned his shovel and used his skill.

"Laxative!"

BEEP. [Laxative skill is activated!]

Before the crow could react, Castra thrusted Llyod into the crow’s rear and the crow’s startled cry instantly pierced the seven heaven.

"GYAAAKKK! CAW! CAW! CAWWWWW— "

Then, the bird felt its belly rumbling and could only watch helplessly as its waste came out of its rear uncontrollably.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Unlike the flying poop and the melting poop before, this one immediately burned like a meteor, sending a wave of heat and...stink towards everyone’s face.

Castra instantly sneezed as he scooped the blazing poop, but then...

Beep. [I’m Lovin Sh*t passive skill is triggered.]

!!

"Wait, no— "

Castra’s whole body suddenly froze and the next second, he looked at the blazing fire with an equally blazing gaze.

"Ahhhh! This shape! This color! This burning effect! Ohhhhh— this is such a perfect waste!!!"

Castra was close to grab the poop with his own hands but Poo wasn’t there to swiftly store the poop, so the task fell to Dudu, who couldn’t bear to see his master being possessed like this.

"Duuu! Duuu!"

Dudu slapped the blazing poop away and used the volcano ash to bury it, keeping Castra’s gaze away from the new love!

"Hey, hey, hey, my baby, don’t be so naughty~ "

Castra in his loving sh*t mode playfully flicked Dudu’s body before he eagerly tried to dig the buried poop, only to be distracted by a new batch of poop!

"Ahhh— such a hot sh*t! Baby, here I come!!!"

"Duuuuu!!!"

Nooo!! QAQ

The cycle repeated a few times until all the poop vanished from Castra’s eyes.

Only then did he snap out of the skill’s effect and almost gag on the spot.

Blerghhh!!

To hell with this passive skill!!

Castra felt an urge to sue the administrator but he could only wait for the entire night, faithfully guarding the freshly shoveled poop.

That’s his ticket to wealth! His ticket to the peak!

Castra, the exhausted crow and the two satisfied big bosses waited all night until Poo went online the next morning, but Poo’s usually cheerful face was nowhere to be seen.

[Good mooooning host...I...I have bad news....]