The God has moved to another world.

True sociality, do you know the term?

It is one of the social behaviors found in ants, bees, crustaceans, etc.

It is a system centered on females, called queens and others, that makes all nests and populations function as one organism.

A female takes on the role of having children, who build nests, gather food, protect nests, take care of children, and form a single group.

It is a form of organism that is often thought to be only present in worms and the like, but in fact there are mammals on the planet that are also truly social.

It's an animal called a hadakadebana rat, but this time let's just keep it by introducing the name.

In this world, in the sea plains and in the middle plains, too, there existed mammals of that true sociality.

The name is "Mitsumomonga".

Their appearance, with names that manifested their approximate characteristics, was very similar to that of Momonga, who also lived on Earth.

They form large nests and live in a population of about 80-100.

The body length of the "working monga", which accounts for 90% of the population, is about 12-15 cm.

Even the biggest "Queen Momonga" in the nest was rare to be more than 20 cm.

Like other animals that make true sociality, they don't give birth either, except for the Queen.

Securing a meal that supports the Queen's body, sometimes giving birth to more than four children a day, is one of the important tasks of working Momonga and others.

Small of the body, they work. Momonga flies from tree to tree, from flower to flower, collecting honey.

The tongue with a broken tip in two has a slight gap between them.

When the working mongases push their tongues into the flowers, they suck up honey through the cracks of their tongues.

It's not just the nectar of flowers they collect, of course.

Tree sap, sweet grass juice, etc. are also collected and brought back to the nest for storage.

Used at this time are the honey storerooms they made in their nests.

Made of the same thing as their nest, a mixture of mud and wood chips, this only brilliantly skips the moisture of the nectar stored inside.

In it, honey increases concentrations and breaks down with enzymes found in the saliva of working momonga, making it a superb nutritional diet.

Honey is not the only thing Momonga collects.

Small animals, such as insects, are also actively caught and fed.

Nutritious and numerous insects are the perfect food for small animals like them.

In the nectar, "Momonga mite", which works Momonga collects, nutritious insects.

Eating these allowed Queen Momonga to give birth at a pace unlikely to be possible in other mammals.

Their nests are often built in high positions.

The ingredients of the nest are exclusively wood chips and soil.

The walls, made by mixing the saliva of working momonga with those ingredients, are very thin and durable.

The nest is large and splendid, only to support a large area that can sometimes be as many as a hundred.

If we could get their nests, we would get precious "Momongamitsu".

However, it is not very advisable to attack the nest of Mitsumomonga for this reason.

They're small, adorable looking, but they have poison in their fangs.

Thin and sharp, their teeth become enough murder weapon to break through the beetle shell even then.

Its poison, which causes severe pain, of things that are not human enough to die, has become a terrible weapon, coupled with its vicious teeth.

This alone is dangerous enough, but they had another, hell of a concealed weapon.

Oh, my God, you use magic.

Though the range is about 5m, its power, called "Wind Bullet," "Magic Bullet," etc., is comparable to a straight shot of a heavyweight professional boxer.

If it's just a bear, this magical exercise by a few people will repel it.

Once used, that wouldn't be any consolation for the target, even though it would require a day to two filling until next used.

Looking is a cute mite monga with feelings like a small animal, but its face showed it to be an unexpectedly ferocious creature.

A round face is proof of strong chewing power, and a round, large eye facing the front tells the story of the high vision needed by predators.

Notably, its temperament.

When you are gathering honey and insects away from your nest, Mitsumonga acts cautiously, keeping you away from the big beast.

But against enemies approaching the nest, they become brave and brave warriors.

Whether it's a troll or an armed agney with a stick of wood, intercept without any hesitation.

"Hidabu!

"Abe!

Two Agnies blew away eating the magic of Mitsumonga.

As far as striking around on the ground, he seems to be alive.

"No more. It's your home."

"I want to tackle the world"

There seems to be nothing else in my life, but my heart seems completely broken.

With two agneys on their asses that were stuck rolling on the ground, the elders and guins were shielding Troll's Hanako and gradually approaching the Mitsumonga nest.

A lot of magic strikes Hanako's body, but it doesn't flicker.

Hanako's body, a kind of troll that deals with flesh-enhanced magic, is not frightened by the attacks of the Mitsumongas.

As long as she's out front and under attack, the Agneys are arguably safe.

but i can't even cover the mites momonga that went around to the side.

The two Agnies who happened to be at the far end rolled onto the ground, well, it would be a noble sacrifice.

"Damn! I didn't know you two would make a sacrifice!

"I'll take the caterpillar! Probably!"

Agnies screaming as they wield tree branches.

Agney and the others swung the branches of the leaves' remaining trees and wore flying mites Momonga.

The beaten mite Momonga, for a moment, moves dull and tangles in the branches of a tree.

Mitsumonga, whose movement is dull, is put in the basket where Hanako is holding it.

The Mitsumongas, knitted in a basket of plant twills, suddenly stop moving quietly.

There's plenty of smoke in this basket cooked with "Civile Soo."

The small animal you put inside will not be able to move for a while.

Agney and the others, led by Hanako, managed to reach beneath a tree with a nest of Mitsumonga.

Over his head, Mitsumomonga is flying around, and Mitsumonga and the others clinging to the trees are definitely intimidating him.

From afar he hid in the leaves and didn't look good, but peering in from under the trees, he knew the size of the nest well.

When it comes to the size Hanako will finally be able to hold, will it convey its size?

The look on Ginn's face looking up clouds.

"Shit. There's still plenty of them."

"Looks like there's more of them than I expected. I wish the tools were ready."

Ginn also nods at the words of an elder who looks like he has chewed up a bitter bug.

"Well, let's not have a choice. We just have to do it."

"" "Oh!

To the words of the elders, Agney and the others answer with a tempered voice.

but when it came to what I was doing, it was indescribable about swinging tree branches.

Each hanging voice, too.

"Oh hey!

"Chisel!

"What the heck!

etc.

I'm serious about them, but I think it's more distracting to hear them.

Still, he manages to slap off the flying Mitsumongas and throw them in the basket.

It's shaped like a big back basket, but the smudged civy sow smoke seems to work well, and I didn't see how it was going to escape.

However, there is no indication that the number of Mitsumongas will ever decrease.

Did you cut the paralysis, Ginn turned around and raised her voice.

"Karichi!

To Ginn's calling voice, Karichi immediately kicked a branch of the tree out into the sky.

The crows that were stuck in their shoulders and heads fly at the same time.

With only a few wings, in no time, I could see the nest of Mitsumomonga where the guins were attacking.

I was waiting for you so that you could leave at any time at Gin's behest.

Mindful of the crows' presence, Mitsumonga and the others rush to start intimidating the crows as well.

Carich ignored it and began hovering near the nest.

If you do this, you will be immediately attacked by magic if it is true.

But now I've just used magic against Agney and Hanako.

It will take more than a day for magic to accumulate enough to shoot.

A few Mitsumomongas attacked Kaichi in a hurry to lose their flying gear.

Even without magic, its fangs and poison are a threat.

When Karichi breathed heavily, he opened his mouth wide, shaped the same as a human.

And with all the power of my body, I squeal.

"Kaaaaaaaaaa!!

volume as if something had exploded.

Agney and Hanako, who were downstairs, were blocking their ears, but still felt their bodies tremble with fright.

Even the Agnies, who were some distance away and not the object of their voices, were that, so the Mitsumongas who were directed can't wait.

He faints as if he was beaten with a stick and falls to the ground with a blubber.

Luckily there are a lot of weeds and stuff down there, and if you're a little mite momonga on your body, you won't die if you fall.

Karichi's voice, as if it were a shockwave, was a magic called "Sonic Wave" all the time in itself.

It's what attacks the opponent with acoustic impact, but it's called range and good power, and that was clearly different from the normal stuff.

If only the four crows could work together to activate it and stun two to thirty Mitsumomongas in the air.

But the sonic wave unleashed by one car-ich was showing more effect than that.

Specifically, everything that was flying and clinging to the trees and even Mitsumonga, who was in the nest, was about to pass out.

Tree branches and leaves fly in shockwaves, and some of the mites Momonga's nests have collapsed.

Somehow not a single mitzmomonga is dead, but on the contrary, it raises a sense of fear.

"... wow..."

Groaning Gin.

The other Agnies are frozen with a pulled look.

When it came to the car that did it, it was really relaxing.

"Gin, I took Mitsumonga. Let's get him and take him."

Put your arms together and say so proudly.

The crows, other than Karichi, had already begun to fold the mitzmomonga and put it in the basket.

"Didn't we have to?

No one could react to the words of one Agney, who was blurred and crushed.

Hanako and Agney and the others approach the nest and make them shoot the magic.

Then roughly capture Mitsumonga and then stun the queen in the nest with the crows' sonic waves.

That was the content of this operation.

The crows are weaker than the Agnies.

The Sonic Wave is powerful, but if it is magically attacked before approaching the nest, it could cause major injury.

That's why Agney and the others were firstly shooting magic and decreasing the number.

Because the number of Mitsumongas was higher than expected, the crows were to be put in earlier than planned, but the results alone would be a great success.

When it came to the magic of Karichi, which was unusually powerful, it did not become a problem because it was perceived.

"After Mizuhiko helped me, I grew stronger"

As he says, Kaichi is empowered by Mizuhiko.

It would be natural to be somewhat more powerful.

Agney and the others don't think about whether that power is slight or how strong it is in the first place.

I don't think very hard.

That's Agney and the others.

The Mitsumongas caught were placed a little further from the fields in production, including the Queen.

The Mitsumongas, who were put in knife jerks, should wake up in a few hours.

In the wooden trees were holes to the extent that the working Momonga could pass, and the queen Momonga could not pass.

The Mitsumongas who have lost their nests rarely go into impossible behavior.

There will be future twists and holes, but now we will be building a new nest in this tree.

If we don't even get close to the nest, it's a good beast that eats pests and helps pollinate them.

If you are in a low position nest, you can also spray the smoke that burned the sibile sow.

If there is a nest too high, it will be smoky and scattered.

Still, the more it works, the more it tries to burn, and now Agney and the others are numb and unable to move.

Artificially moving the position also has the effect of making it easier to obtain honey by doing so.

It had been a few days since I started building fields.

By the field, which was completely shaped, Ponkte had already sprouted and started to grow.

We already have a conch, etc., just waiting for it to grow.

The water was being transported in a bucket moddle, made of inefficient but woody trees.

What I used to make it creepy was a modification of the sword Spann had.

It was made from charcoal from a charcoal-baked cabin made by Mark, and the span modified it.

With more tools made by the elders, the sword was no longer needed.

That's why I was able to use it.

It was just one iron weapon, but that was a lot more than I could do.

A number of houses have already been built in the simplified hub, and there are also large kamatos, etc.

However, there are still no mushrooms, etc., so it seems impossible to make fine objects.

"Huh. Sounds like something's gonna happen."

Mark wiped the sweat off his forehead in a charcoal-grilled hut built a short distance from the simple stronghold.

What he was doing now was managing a small charcoal-grilled hut he had built in a hurry and a decent rather large charcoal-grilled hut.

When making charcoal, it is more efficient to make the quantity at the top, and the quality improves.

But it took a lot of time to make a lot of charcoal at once.

It also takes days to burn the fire without rest, cool down the charcoal-burning cabin and remove the charcoal.

In that regard, the small charcoal-baked hut was able to make charcoal in a day.

Made for about a cup of drum, it had the advantage of being able to make charcoal immediately, something smaller in size.

It's great as a connection until the charcoal made in the big charcoal-baked hut is ready for use.

Nevertheless, the ability to build those charcoal-baked huts and, if there is one that can be managed, it will be a story.

Mark was capable of both production and management.

Currently, he taught other Agneys how to manage and took turns managing charcoal barns.

Now, for one thing, the fuel problem is solved.

Waiting for Mark to return from the charcoal-baked hut to the settlement were the elders and guineas laughing with pleasure.

Mark, who had heard that he was going to take the Mitsumonga nest in the morning, intuited that the hunt had gone well into the way it was.

"Whoa! Elder, Gin! You made it, didn't you?

To Mark's voice, Agney and the others who were going hunting looked back in unison.

"Mark! Whoa! Big harvest! I got honey, and I got a mite momonga nest!

Mitsumonga's nest becomes a soil wall connecting material that can be broken down and used.

I'm glad to hear from Mark, the architect.

"Oh, don't freak out! Now we can make some good walls again!

"I got a lot of honey, too. You can make honeydew too!

The honey collected by Mitsumonga could be treated in the same way as honey.

It can be used as a condiment, and because of its high sugar content, it can be used as an ingredient for alcohol.

The honey had brought what remained preserved in the nest of the Momonga.

Momonga made the soil and wood pieces into the ingredients, which are better at preserving honey than human-made storage.

The shape seems to be faint and convenient to carry around.

"Alcohol. Speaking of which, I haven't had any."

Looking up in nostalgia, Agney's span crushed.

Agney and the others, the children's appearance, but they are fine adults.

Naturally, alcohol can also be consumed.

It was a pleasure that only Span, known among the settlers for his alcoholics, might be able to have honeysuckle.

"I've been on track to a certain extent with field work, and I might as well make some booze."

"Right. I haven't had a drink at all."

Agneys whimpering their tongues.

Ever since they chased the settlement, when it came to their pleasure, it was about tackling the juncture, eating, dancing, rolling and singing.

Though it seems surprisingly common, the Agney are originally a favourite species of festival and play.

It can be rarer to just do a serious job.

"Sometimes it might be nice to make a drink."

The elders seemed to be on board, and the Agnies around them were very pleased with the words.

There was one of them with a face that didn't float.

I was charcoal-burning, Mark.

"What's going on? Mark, you like booze too, don't you?

"Oh, yeah, I do."

The other Agnies' gaze gathered at the mark that seemed nice.

Mark opens his mouth slightly spicy as he puts his head on a nagging addition and subtraction.

"Hey. Something reminds me of Master Mizuhiko. See, that one, too, sounds sober, doesn't he?

In those words, the look on Agney's face clouded.

Everyone remembers the night before Mizuhiko embarked on her journey.

The day before we embarked on our journey.

Mizuhiko was coming to Agney's settlement despite the night.

This is what he said as Agney panicked about what was his turn to sleep.

"For a while, I do it every time. I don't know what to do."

So Agney, who was falling asleep, stopped Mizuhiko from trying to leave as she was.

It immediately caused the other Agnies, but it was difficult from where they were.

"Master Mizuhiko is here!

"We need to give you a dance to send out!

"Fire, fire! Fire! Campfire!

The Agney end their lives, mostly in their settlements.

Still, some went on a journey without a small amount.

They had a custom of sending those things out, sending them out with "dancing wishing them well on their journey".

Instead of sending out travelers in tears.

Dance, sing, and when I get back, I'll laugh and see you.

That's kind of a prayerful dance.

In the middle of the night, all of a sudden, Agney and the others did it for Mizuhiko.

Mizuhiko is God's use, and it's our job to help ourselves.

Agney and the others knew better.

We also knew well and well that we were much more amazing than ourselves.

Still, Agney and the others sent Mizuhiko out with a "dance to send out his people".

It's only been a few days since we first met, but Agney and the others knew the temper well.

Sometimes he helped the crow, Agneys' partner.

I used to hang out with the kids.

I liked the herbs Agney and the others recommended and have been biting them for a long time.

He had caught a giant equine imo and split it it into fields with him.

Working all over the mud with ourselves or playing with serious faces.

That's how Agney and the others liked Mizuhiko.

They, Agney, are a very vulnerable species.

That is why I was very sensitive to the actions and emotions of other human species.

Its admiration of them to their place in this short period of time was unusual, even though some of their opponents were family members of God.

Mizuhiko also loved Agney and the others a lot.

He was an asshole, he acted funny, and yet he was good at the art of living, and he was very fond of that strangely hard work.

If we play or work together, we'll know the character and the people immediately.

Silly honest, fun and friendly, they were very comfortable with the same Japanese temperament Mizuhiko as the Red Sheath.

They said they would wake everyone up and send them out for themselves, who visited late at night.

Mizuhiko was so moved by their fondness and thought.

Most of all, I couldn't help but wonder how that looked from the usual, less emotional look on my face.

The dance sending Mizuhiko out was like a fierce bonsai.

It didn't take long for Mizuhiko to join the dance circle for that fun singing and dancing look.

Much dance, song, noise.

After a while, Mizuhiko traveled outside the woods.

In accordance with the customs of the Agnies, no one showed any tears.

About half the Agnies were sweating from their eyes, but that was because they were tired of dancing.

Everyone remembered that time and was quiet with Singh.

We've never had alcohol together, but Mizuhiko might like alcohol.

I guess that's what you think.

Mizuhiko is a little strong on the top of the Buddha in one word, but Nori is oddly good.

"If we drink together and make a scene, Master Mizuhiko might be happy"

"Right. He sounded like he liked to make a scene."

Agnies who somehow give signs of depression.

It was the span that slapped my hand to blow such air.

"Then I'll have to get the best liquor and have you back again!

To that word, the other Agnies look up.

"Right. We can't afford to give you booze if you can't."

"We have to make the best nectar!

"That's right. Do you want to make Ponkte too?

"I also need to prepare a lot of food!

"Later, so is the kingdom!

"Do you want to grow that soothing grass too?

In an instant, the look on the faces of Agney and the others comes off.

Mouth to mouth is the story of Mizuhiko's preparation when she returns and the crop to please her.

"All right, everybody! The sun is still high today! We each have a job! One more thing, Tambu!

"" "Ooh!!

To the words of the elders, Agney and the others thrust their fists up.

Still, there's a pile of problems that need to be solved.

Still.

Agney and the others were fine today.