Chapter 1

### Chapter 1: Eat, Eat, Eat

"I've transmigrated, I've transmigrated, turned into a big bug. Every day, I eat, eat, eat, and what I eat is also bugs~"

This odd little ditty narrates the fate of the extremely innocent protagonist on the eve of his high school graduation and college entrance.

Obviously, very obviously, very obviously. Just a moment ago, the protagonist was still in front of his computer, laughing "ahahaha" at an interesting novel. The next moment, he found the computer in front of him gone, and he had left his room, arriving at some unknown place.

At the same time, more importantly, his worldview was reshaped. His five senses were also reshaped. The world in his eyes changed instantly.

Before the protagonist could fully recognize his situation, he felt a pain in his body. Turning his head, he saw a huge bug biting him.

—This bug had sharp teeth and claws, terrifying to the extreme. The protagonist was usually not very brave. He didn't even dare to watch horror movies. If it were any other time, the protagonist would have been scared out of his wits.

But this time was different.

As mentioned earlier, his mindset and worldview had been completely recast. The new worldview told him that being bitten by such a bug was not a particularly special thing. There was no need to be overly surprised.

So the protagonist was not overly surprised.

Of course, not being overly surprised does not mean there was no need to respond. Otherwise, this bug might very well eat him—

"This bug eating people is so unscientific." The protagonist complained while getting angry: "You dare to bite me, then, then, then, I'll bite you too!"

Then he opened his mouth wide and bit the bug beside him. He bit off a large chunk, chewed it, and swallowed it.

"This thing tastes surprisingly good?!" The protagonist was very surprised to discover this. Then, he realized another thing.

He was hungry, very hungry, almost starving. Hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry, hungry.

When he felt hungry, there was a pile of crunchy bugs in front of him. The protagonist understood what he should do. Compared to confirming his situation, filling his stomach was clearly more important.

Hungry, hungry, hungry, eat, eat, eat, chew, chew, eat bugs, one, two, three, four, keep eating, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat... After this, absorbing enough nutrients, the larva broke out of its cocoon, and a new demon was born.

This is the protagonist's story, mysteriously transmigrating to the endless abyss, becoming a low-level larva, then eating, eating, eating, and finally becoming a new demon. A low-level coward demon, the most common and weakest coward demon in the bottomless abyss of the multiverse.

"Damn, this joke is too big."

After successfully eating a hundred or so bugs and successfully advancing to a coward demon, the protagonist's never-ending hunger finally subsided. Then, he could think more normally, rationally, and logically.

While grabbing a handful of larvae to chew on.

Although it couldn't enhance his strength, the taste was quite good, making it a decent snack.

Moreover, according to the knowledge that automatically appeared in the protagonist's mind about this world, he knew that larvae played the role of a general equivalent in this world, especially in the endless abyss, and were very precious. It was rare for a low-level coward demon like him to be able to eat them freely.

Or for a long time after this, the protagonist coward demon wouldn't be able to eat such crunchy delicacies.

Thinking about this, the protagonist coward demon's thought process instantly reacted:

At this moment, nothing else matters. Keep eating, eat more, or there won't be another chance. Yes, yes, yes, eat more, eat more, eat, eat, eat.

Thinking this, the protagonist coward demon abandoned his thoughts, knelt down, and used both hands to grab larvae and stuff them into his mouth, eat, eat, eat... His mouth was stuffed full, and his cheeks bulged. But it didn't matter, damn, damn, damn—If he didn't eat more, he would be at a great loss!

Just then, someone couldn't bear to see the protagonist's ugly eating appearance.

Beside the larva pit, a red, plump figure shouted:

"Hey! You new guy! You're eating too much!!"

"Go to hell, brat." The protagonist coward demon extended his hand and gave a middle finger, then continued eating. Influenced by him, a group of new coward demons, who looked confused and had expressions like "What the hell am I doing here, who am I, what should I do, what does the world mean to me, and what do I mean to the world," also woke up and knelt down, eating frantically.

"Damn! You bastards dare to compete with me!?" Seeing this, the protagonist coward demon panicked. While punching and kicking the other coward demons away, he increased his eating speed. The other coward demons, not to be outdone, also fought back, and a group of little demons wrestled in the larva pile, continuing to eat. The scene became increasingly chaotic...

"Damn!" Thus, the red plump figure, without saying more, stomped down with one foot, "squish," and flattened everything in the larva pit.

The protagonist coward demon, the other coward demons, and the other larvae were all flattened into small pancakes with the "squish."

Then the red plump figure regretted it—

"My larvae!!!" He burst into tears.

Originally, as a powerful Balor Flame Demon, he had accumulated many larvae. Then, on a whim, he decided to invest some larvae. He wanted them to advance to coward demons, then continue advancing, advancing, advancing, and form a team to overthrow the current leader, become the Abyss Lord, the Demon Prince, marry Meicanxute, and reach the pinnacle of demonic life.

But now, everything was gone.

Thinking about this, the red plump figure became even angrier. He stomped a few more times, destroying the entire larva pit. Then, he cursed and walked away.

Fortunately, demons are generally optimistic and cheerful creatures, or perhaps they are in the chaotic alignment and have a few screws loose. So after being angry for a while, the red plump figure went to think about other things...

"Speaking of demons, they are indeed unreliable, chaotic by nature, and hard to control. If I want to rise to a higher position, I need to create something more obedient...

What is more obedient? Humans? No, no, elves? No, no, dwarves? No, no, it must be something, um, something very, very, very, very brainless... Yes, that's it."

The red plump figure had a flash of inspiration and casually grabbed a corpse from the roadside. Using his magic to infuse it, the corpse began to move, following the red plump figure's commands to bow, turn, and march. Indeed, it was very obedient.

"Ahahaha—Success, I've succeeded! I'm one step closer to becoming the Demon Lord! This thing is made from a corpse, so let's name it 'Dead'—no, 'Undead'—yes, let's name it 'Undead'!

I will lead a million undead to sweep through the entire bottomless abyss. I will be the King of the Undead, ahahaha..."

Thus, the red plump figure happily walked away. Not long after, he indeed led a large group of undead to overthrow the current Abyss Lord and successfully rose to power. It was only much later that he discovered he was not the first demon to "invent" the undead.

But he still shamelessly insisted that he created the world's first undead and continued to shamelessly call himself the King of the Undead. Although the more powerful undead, such as liches, liches, and dracoliches, ignored him, this did not stop him from entertaining himself.

Well, that's another story. It has little to do with the main plot. In fact, what I want to say is that after the red plump figure left, the protagonist coward demon came back to life.

Not long after he "died," a large amount of chaotic brown, orange, orange-red, dark red, blood-red, viscous blood plasma-like, low-quality jam-like light, fluctuations, and power surged into his body, which had been flattened by the red plump figure. Then, like a balloon being inflated, his body began to expand, expand, and finally returned to its normal size.

Then he came back to life.

A bit confused, he stretched his arms and legs, found nothing wrong, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn, that scared the hell out of me." The protagonist coward demon said this while panting and patting his chest.

When the red plump figure stomped down, it was not a lie that he was scared.

If it weren't for the protagonist coward demon's unique advantages, he would have been flattened like the other coward demons.

However, precisely because he was stomped, the protagonist coward demon benefited.

Stomping out all the messy things, the chaotic light, fluctuations, and power could enter his body, transforming him thoroughly.

Then the protagonist coward demon became so awesome, so powerful, and no longer an ordinary demon.

He transformed from a Tanar'ri into an Obyrith.

Here, the terms "Tanar'ri" and "Obyrith" might be a bit confusing, so let me explain.

The so-called Tanar'ri is a type of demon.

Roughly considered a subspecies, and a scientific name. If we use an analogy, our race is "Homo sapiens," and most people who speak Chinese, have yellow skin, and black hair are called "Homo sapiens subspecies Han." Similarly, there are demon subspecies Tanar'ri and Obyrith.

Of course, the differences between the various demon subspecies are slightly larger than those between the subspecies of Homo sapiens.

Although in the real world, various subspecies often like to insult each other, such as "white pigs," "black devils," "yellow whatever," in reality, the differences between the three major subspecies of Homo sapiens are not significant. At least not as significant as the differences between demon subspecies.