Little Rich was completely dumbfounded.
The prompt from the Adventure Assistant had come out of nowhere.
There was nothing particularly hard to understand about the wording. Dagon had set a trap here, apparently meant for the merfolk who came to destroy the fish eggs. But the players had unexpectedly stumbled into it, so Dagon had gone with the flow and bestowed "Abyssal Blessings" upon these outsiders.
As long as they accepted this power, the players could unlock a special race: Dagon Deep Ones.
It sounded pretty awesome. A free race change!
But the moment he saw the prompt, Little Rich had decisively selected X.
Why would anyone give up being a perfectly normal person to become some kind of Dagon Deep One?
Your race had neither good looks nor any real strength. He was already Silver rank, and choosing this would make everyone laugh their heads off. What the hell was this, a one-way ticket to the sewer?!
As if he'd ever choose that!
However, the pop-up asking "Yes/No" seemed more like a courtesy check before triggering a certain ability—or perhaps one of those classic "Yes/Yes" prompts that opened an endless-loop game. Even though Little Rich resolutely selected "No," it didn't stop the dark fish in front of him from bursting into filthy gore, which spread over his body and began changing his form.
"Fuck!"
Mo Ni Qiong swore.
Big Black, beside him, was already swinging his battle-axe in a wide arc and hacking wildly. The armored spirit minotaur was fiercely loyal to its master, spinning through an underwater whirlwind slash and tearing apart every filthy fish that came close. But it couldn't change Little Rich's desperate predicament.
Everyone else in the trench was facing the same problem.
Especially Water Madam, an ageless beauty.
At the thought of turning into