Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 1974 1974: Control over everything

Retracing our steps, we ascended the staircase and found ourselves back in the familiar room.

The spider scurried onto the pedestal, extending a spindly limb to tap the bracelet resting there.

As soon as contact was made, a visible shift occurred within the accessory.

It was a detail I had overlooked previously, but witnessed from this proximity, the transformation was impossible to ignore.

"What was that just now?" I questioned Insectum, though my query seemed to catch the creature off guard.

Initially, Insectum appeared hesitant to respond. It eventually turned its gaze toward me, and while deciphering a spider's facial expression is a fool's errand, its shift in posture betrayed a clear sense of awkwardness.

Seeing its hesitation, I remained silent, maintaining a steady gaze as I waited for an explanation.

Under the weight of my silent pressure, Insectum finally relented, muttering, "It's an alarm…"

"You neglected to mention anything about an alarm earlier." The low, dark undertone in my voice signaled exactly what I was implying.

Despite being a god, Insectum’s current behavior didn't command much divine reverence. It looked like the deity was doing everything possible to dodge the subject.

Ultimately, I let out a weary sigh and said, "Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore."

Upon hearing those words, a wave of visible relief washed over the spider’s frame.

This god truly shared the same traits as its messenger…

It had labeled Queenie as lazy, yet it appeared this deity suffered from the same affliction. At the very least, there were clearly numerous tasks that Insectum simply lacked the motivation to handle properly.

With that awkwardness behind us, Insectum attempted to regain its dignified air. "Very well, go ahead and claim it. I have already adjusted the settings so it will bind to you the moment you touch it."

I might have taken any other god at their word, but when it came to Insectum…

I couldn't shake the feeling that something had been forgotten or that some crucial step had been skipped due to pure laziness.

Regardless, I eventually reached out and grasped the bracelet.

The instant my skin met the metal, I felt the soul-binding connection Insectum had described. However, the depth of this link far exceeded my expectations for a mere accessory.

I had assumed I was simply binding myself to a piece of jewelry.

In reality, this object served as the central control mechanism for the entirety of Death Valley.

The moment our connection was established, a massive flood of information surged directly into my consciousness.

While the sheer volume wasn't enough to completely shatter my mind, the mental load was substantial. Had I not possessed a constitution far more resilient than an average human, this influx might have posed a serious danger.

Reflecting on it, however, a normal person would never have been granted the opportunity to initiate this link anyway.

Only those with a pre-existing tie to this domain could enter and successfully synchronize with this relic.

Once the link was finalized, I stayed quiet, focusing entirely on organizing the data streaming into my brain. I exerted every ounce of my will to categorize the extra input being channeled through the bracelet.

After a short period, I managed to gain total command over the system.

Through this artifact, I realized my level of authority was significantly higher than I had anticipated.

With just a fleeting thought, I could observe every single event occurring within Death Valley.

At the very least, I could see everything within the boundaries established by the relic.

My vision couldn't penetrate beyond a certain perimeter, but the range was still incredibly vast.

I was stunned by the sheer scale of Death Valley and the surprising number of people currently wandering within its borders.

Despite its reputation as a place of certain doom, a multitude of individuals still dared to enter. It seemed that even when faced with the specter of death, these people felt no fear as long as there was profit to be found.

It was a testament to their greed that they would gamble their lives without a second thought for the sake of coin.

If I intended to claim Death Valley for myself, these intruders would have to be evicted.

Fortunately, accomplishing that task would be trivial; I realized that a single mental command would suffice to expel every one of them.

As long as they remained within the territory governed by the bracelet, I held absolute dominion over them. This relic essentially granted me total sovereignty over the space it generated.

The level of control I possessed within this realm was almost akin to that of a god.

Anyone else might have let such intoxicating power warp their mind or lost themselves in the thrill of it.

But I remained grounded, knowing that this was merely a fragment of true power.

Having already witnessed the true capabilities of gods, I knew this was insignificant by comparison.

Even if one felt like a deity while wielding this relic to manipulate the space, it didn't make them a genuine divine being.

A true god existed on a completely incomparable level.

"What is your impression?" Insectum suddenly inquired.

"It's decent. This item is quite intriguing," I replied with a calm demeanor.

"As expected of the one they chose; you truly are remarkable," Insectum remarked, its voice now tinged with genuine respect.