The Anti-Intellectualism Demon King’s World Invasion

Chapter 55. World Collision -Seventh- 4

The pollen that causes severe allergies in my ecosystem was a great idea.

In reality, no matter how much divine power I have, I cannot pour divine power to evolve all living things during the slow-moving world collision period.

Even if I evolve them, they will surely cultivate new plants that spread new pollen.

So, I don’t defend at all. Instead, I turn it into an attack. The [Gamchi] with the highest sociality in my ecosystem. These guys are small and not very good at forming dessert armies, so they have some resistance to pollen. I only evolve these guys and breed the evolved species extremely.

By throwing the natural enemies of the Gamchi that exist in the world into the enemy world to eliminate them, they will multiply at an enormous speed. And the overgrown Gamchi will be killed by the enemy world on their own.

Thus, I created an enormous number of 98,000 Gamchi. I ordered Aphojus not to attack, so I watched them madly suck the nectar lake and syrup river.

And as always, I gave a revelation to the leaders of the Gamchi to go to the floating garden in the sky of the enemy world and eat the food.

Of course, there will be defenses, but they won’t be able to kill them all. It’s the safest place in the world just because of its geographical factors. There’s no way it has such thorough defenses.

And if there are defenses, I’ll just call Yog-Tosos and push them away.

I don’t want to use such a brute and inefficient method, so I’m doing this.

Yog-Tosos will surely whine for that sky island if he conquers the world.

Anyway, the important thing is not the 98,000 Gamchi. It’s the fruits or grass seeds they mainly eat. And the seeds of weeds that stick to their film and fur and cross over to the enemy world.

Considering the abilities of the enemy world and the many hero entities, no matter how many Gamchi there are, they will be quickly sorted out.

But weeds? It will probably be hard to notice. And even if they notice, it will be harder to remove them. How can they pick out all the small seeds in that floating garden, which is ruined and filled with corpses and blood?

And I also threw a lot of grass seeds carried by the wind. Yog-Tosos has an impact, but my strategy is to win by suppressing these small parts.

More than that, there’s something I covet at this point.

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That Tademoira, an expert in floriculture and horticulture, and highly intelligent enough to quickly cultivate new varieties to respond, is there no way to incorporate him into my ecosystem?

∞

The world of Mugite was specialized in siege warfare from the shape of the world, so they had stockpiled food and had the technology to do so.

So, they could somehow endure a year of ruined farming and a destroyed garden. The monster offensive, which had become sparse after a rather ambitious attack, was also bearable, and they even crossed over to the enemy world and expanded by growing flower fields. It was funny and fortunate that the monsters couldn’t withstand the pollen.

The problem arose about three months later.

This world also has seasons. It’s summer now. It’s time for the grains to ripen and the flowers to bloom beautifully.

Not just flowers, but now they are the most important strategic resources, so the growth of grains and flowers was the most important thing in the world…

【Oh God! A great famine is expected! Could it be that the enemy’s god has played a trick?!】

“What?!”

With the best horticulturist, Tademoira, it’s impossible for the crops to fail. They hurriedly checked what was happening in the field.

And the workers who were inspecting the field discovered it.

“Unseen weeds have grown profusely.”

【It’s weeds. And they’re a vicious kind that sucks up nutrients. What kind of world did they come from?】

Tademoira confirmed the vitality and divinity felt from the weeds. They were enhanced creatures with ‘traits’ and such.

【Oh God. We must pull out all the weeds.】

“Yes. Since we lack warrior manpower, let’s mobilize the elderly and children who are not warriors to pull out all the weeds.”

It was the best Mugite could do. Tademoira also had the power to control insects, so they created insects that would eat the weeds, and since they would starve to death if the crop supply fell, they focused on this task, thinking it was the most important thing in the world.

And the moment Mugite’s world discovered the existence of the weeds, Yog-Tosos opened a dimensional gate and cast magic again.

【You filthy abomination! Get out of our world!】

【Still! Still, you do not kneel before me! Tremble in fear!】

The battle between Yog-Tosos and Tademoira was intense, and although Yog-Tosos clearly had the upper hand, Tademoira’s side had the advantage in terms of energy efficiency and supply, so the defense itself continued to succeed.

The problem was the battle itself.

“Haa. At this rate, we’re going to die…”

“Stop talking nonsense and pull out the weeds.”

“Y-yes. We must pull out the weeds…”

The residents’ concentration was waning. They were under too much mental and physical pressure from Yog-Tosos’s continuous attacks to put their passion into pulling out the weeds.

In other words, the 〈Politics〉 value started to drop. And in this situation, the drop in the 〈Politics〉 value was fatal.

That fall, the harvest was less than one-fifth of the minimum required food.

【aaah…!】

Tademoira despaired at the sight of the withering crops and flowers. Mugite felt the same, and so did the residents.

No matter how optimistic they were, there would be no food from next spring.

Originally, there were more means of food supply. There were terraced fields on the mountain slopes, and there were floodplains in the desert areas where they could farm and raise livestock, albeit modestly.

But now, with the situation of holding out around the mountain, and the vicious species scattered by the enemy enduring the pollen and roaming around the flat areas, how could they protect those places and secure food?

The idea of eating less and exerting less strength was absurd. And suggesting killing and eating the residents would utterly destroy the 〈Politics〉 and 〈Faith〉 values.

Mugite’s vision went dark.

∞

It ended without even reaching the dimensional rift stage. In a normal human civilization, if it was clear there was no food, they would at least run far away, but due to the nature of the game, all the resources in the world were all there was.

At the final stage, the opponent desperately crossed into my ecosystem to try and harvest some nectar, but Shuk-Rimuras personally crushed all the intruders.

Thus, summer came. In a situation where Tademoira could no longer create plants with magic, the inhabitants of the opposing world begged for mercy from me, not their god, and in their starvation, they ended up devouring each other… and it ended.

“You have won the world collision with player ‘Mugite’.”

“Your world expands.”

Seeing the victory message, I was slightly taken aback.

“There are still some species left in the opposing world, aren’t there? They clearly form a community.”

“Regardless, the opposing god has completely lost control over their species, and you can do as you please with all their territories, so it is considered a ‘conquest’ and you have won.”

Ah, I see. Come to think of it, even in the original game, the outcome was often decided even if the opponent was half-starved.

Anyway, that’s how Shuk-Rimuras crossed into the opposing world, and Yogo-Tosos also crossed into the opposing world. The few remaining individuals were all living modestly, tending small gardens around the defensive walls set up by Tademoira in the aerial garden. It seemed possible for that community of less than a hundred to survive on that food, but the restoration of civilization seemed utterly impossible.

It’s over.

“You inferior being. Do you now understand your place?”

Yogo-Tosos was truly extremely angry. Bubbles and tentacles were writhing, and I thought, well, it’s understandable.

Because it didn’t play a decisive role this time. In the end, it just drew aggro and scared the opponent. Honestly, we would have won somehow even without Yogo-Tosos.

It knew that too, so it was angry. It seemed like it wanted to crush Tademoira, the few civilians of the opposing world, and the last four narrative entities and thirteen heroic entities that survived.

And the last survivors of the opposing world seemed to want to kill Yogo-Tosos before they died.

Yogo-Tosos wouldn’t die, but it would be seriously injured? It would be a waste not to use Tademoira’s precious abilities.

Hmm…

“Yogo-Tosos. Stop it. Tademoira and Mugite’s heroes too.”

“Creator! Are you thinking of sparing these wretched things?”

“It’s close to having no reason to kill them. Until now, I haven’t ordered you to annihilate. The remaining ones starved to death in the desert on their own.”

“…”

“This time is no different. Since your contribution is not small, I will give you part of the world, the spiritual realm, and the territory. I won’t assign you the role of finishing them off.”

“Understood. However, if they wish to match me, they must prove their worth…”

Well, this arrogant one is settled…

The problem is this. Tademoira and its subordinate species, followers.

“Tademoira. You used quite an interesting trick. Honestly, it was thrilling.”

“Thrilling? You don’t seem affected at all.”

Tademoira, whose appearance could not be determined as either female or male, replied in a sharp tone.

“It wasn’t unaffected. Originally, it was a more prosperous world.”

“Not prosperity, but a terrible and cruel world.”

“It’s the same. The more terrible and cruel a place is, the more life thrives.”

Tademoi seemed resolute but very worried.

【If you save us, I will dedicate myself to your world. Save my god’s race.】

“That’s not up for negotiation.”

【Ugh, we know we have no choice but to cooperate with you. But if we disappear meaninglessly, we might as well all commit suicide together…】

“That’s not what I meant. It’s already been decided to save you. You must have heard what I just said to that guy?”

【…!】

Tademoi seemed a bit surprised. The angel seemed a bit surprised too.

【Why?】

“Why? I like the principle of survival of the fittest. Your ecosystem and your gods couldn’t adapt to my ecosystem. So they died. But you? You survived despite everything. Since you’ve already won, there’s no need to kill you maliciously.”

【I appreciate the mercy, but then what orders do you have for us…?】

“Why should I?”

Tademoi seemed very flustered. So did the angel.

“Veen?”

Wait.

【So we don’t have to help you?】

“It doesn’t matter whether you help or not. You can even hinder me if you want.”

【Why?】

“Why? I don’t like civilizations and intelligent beings. But winning the game is more important than destroying civilizations. There’s no reason to destroy your civilization and world in a conscious and malicious way when I’ve already won.”

Tademoi had an expression that couldn’t say anything.

“I hope you fail to adapt to my ecosystem and become extinct without any malicious intervention.”

【Cruel! We’d rather actively cooperate, so please give us the right to live!】

“Ah. I’ll give you the right to live. As I said, if I wanted to kill you, I would have done it immediately. That floating garden. You can live there. Whether you make terrible pollen again or not, it doesn’t matter. Whether you cultivate a vegetable garden and live only there, or come down the mountain and become part of my ecosystem, do as you please.”

The conversation with Tademoi ended there. Their race survived.

“Really unexpected. Is there a trap?”

What should I say to the angel’s words?

“First of all, it’s confidence. Confidence that they won’t survive in my ecosystem.”

“Aha.”

“But I’m expecting other possibilities. Anyway, this ends here.”

──The consciousness shifted, and I was glaring at the angel. The angel smiled and looked at me.

Time stopped.

“Then, Mr. Biin. You have won the 7th round. And 7 is the first prime number greater than 5.”

Yeah.

“And surprisingly, up to the final round, the 30th round, there are 7 prime numbers: 7, 11, 13, 17, 19, 23, and 29. Interestingly, the next prime number after repeating the intervals of 2-4-2-4-2-4 three times appears just before the last round. Prime numbers are indeed very significant.”

Yeah, yeah. I’ve already heard it. I know.

“Then, let’s start explaining the event ‘Expansion Phase’ that unfolds in each prime round!”

Damn pre-announcement of the announcement.