Rebirth: I Became a Maggot 2

It turns out they had already taken care of what I was worried about, just waiting for me to ask. I thought I would need these things after I went back, but I didn't expect to need them here.

There was absolutely no warning! This is even more terrifying than premature birth! No wonder the chances of maggots turning into flies are so low; there's always something like this going on.

Dafu and I slowly climbed into that pitch-black room, which was filled with that kind of smell that you only find in dark places.

It felt like the air was filled with moisture; it wasn't just ordinary humidity.

Besides the humidity in the air, there was also a food smell. I didn't know what it was, but it had a faint, fresh fragrance, like bananas. However, I couldn't see it now, so I didn't know if it was.

It was probably rotten fruit and chunks of meat; we couldn't eat anything else.

The pain intensified after I went inside, making my stomach feel even worse, but it came and went quickly, disappearing in no time.

After disappearing, a feeling of hunger, like not having eaten for several days, came over me.

I quickly crawled towards the food, wanting to eat as much as possible; after all, how could I bear to be hungry?

Was it from hunger that it hurt so much?

"Yi Mao Er, why are you so late? Hurry up and eat!" As soon as I got to the food, Da Fu was already eating heartily.

"How did you get here so fast?" I said, speechless.

"We need to eat more. Whether we can have a strong body in the future depends on the nutrition of the food we eat now," Dafu said while eating.

"Why?" I asked, puzzled.

"Now is the time to replenish the nutrition of our future bodies. If we don't get enough nutrition now, the flies we turn into will be small and weak. So now is the time to replenish the body with all kinds of nutrients," Dafu said very seriously.

What kind of twisted logic is this? Did you find nutrition in eating poop before? Are you picky eaters? I thought to myself, feeling quite frustrated.

This isn't childbirth, so why should I eat more to supplement my nutrition? Does that mean I can't transform properly without supplementing my nutrition?

Regardless of whether Dafu is right or wrong, what I need to do now is eat quickly because I'm hungry. If I don't eat soon, I'll starve to death before I even transform.

I took a bite of the food next to me, and sure enough, it was a banana, and it tasted like a banana. But what bothered me was that the banana tasted a little strange.

Well, it has an unusually watery feel when you put it in your mouth. It feels like it melts in your mouth even before you've chewed it.

What kind of banana is this? Or is it some kind of flavored jelly?

I can't worry about that now, let's eat first. As long as I don't die, I'll fill my stomach first.

After a short while, Dafu's voice came over: "What did you eat, Yimao Er?"

"Bananas," I said casually.

"Banana? What kind of banana are you eating?" Dafu asked, puzzled.

"I don't know, but it's banana flavored. What did you eat?" I asked curiously.

"I ate an apple."

"An apple? Apples are so hard, how can you eat them? You should come and eat a banana instead," I suggested.

"I ate a moldy apple, but your apple tastes like cotton candy, with a hint of sweetness," Dafu said happily.

"Stop, stop talking, stop talking, just eat yours, it's disgusting." I almost threw up the banana I had just eaten.

"Was the banana you ate delicious? Did your banana have no fuzz?" Dafu asked curiously.

"No hair? How can bananas have hair? These bananas are probably peeled and ready to eat. They're pretty good. Would you like to come and try some?" I kindly suggested.

"No need, you can eat more if you like. I'll just have an apple," Dafu said while eating a moldy apple.

"Okay." I continued eating.

To be honest, after eating that banana, I felt that my stomach pain had really subsided. Not only did it stop hurting, but I also felt a warm sensation.

After I finished eating, I lay down comfortably on the ground, waiting for the legendary transformation.

When I used to read novels, those stories about tribulations and immortal cultivation at least had cultivation techniques and the kind of sensations one gets when about to undergo a tribulation.

But what about me? I'm not even human, and now that I'm finally about to become a fly, I don't understand anything. I'm just waiting to die.

"Has Dafu eaten enough?" I asked, feeling quite dejected.

"I'm full. Is there anything I can help you with?" Dafu asked, puzzled.

"What was your transformation process like?" I asked with great concern.

"I heard that if you sleep one night, you'll turn into a fly when you wake up," Dafu said casually.

"Really? Who told you that?" I asked doubtfully.

"I heard it from other maggots."

"Who are the other maggots?"

"It's just other maggots, anyway, you'll be fine after a good night's sleep," Dafu said very seriously.

"Do you want to sleep now? Can you fall asleep?" I asked, puzzled.

"It's alright. My stomach was hurting and I couldn't sleep, but now that I've eaten, I'm actually a little sleepy," Dafu said, sounding a bit drowsy.

Oh my god, I can actually sleep! I'm so worried, I'm terrified that I'll fall asleep and never wake up again, or that I'll become a deformed creature during the transformation. What if I don't have wings?

Countless worries flashed through my mind, how could I possibly fall asleep?

"Dafu, do you know if it hurts when you transform?" I asked in a low voice.

But after a while, Dafu still didn't answer my question.

"Dafu?" I called softly again, but the only response was an empty silence.

Holy crap, she actually fell asleep! How can she fall asleep like that? How carefree can she be?

Is this the fate of maggots? If so, it's no wonder she was able to fall asleep.

I'm extremely worried right now, and I have absolutely no desire to sleep.

In this dark environment, my mind started to wander. I thought about many, many things, like what I would do if I turned into a fly. My first thought would be to look for my phone, and then I would go find that girl.

I think about how hard I'll work after I become a human and won't stay home anymore. Life needs goals. I think about what kind of girlfriend I'll find in the future, and even about having a daughter. I've already thought of a name for her: Little Moon.

I've thought about it a lot, and I've suddenly realized that overthinking isn't so bad after all; at least it can chase away loneliness.

As I drifted off into these random thoughts, I gradually felt sleepy. My eyelids started to droop, and slowly I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep...