I Was Reincarnated as the Weakest Monster, but I’ll Use My ‘Return from Death’ Skill to Become the Strongest! Even as the Weakest Monster, I Want to Get Stronger, Take Human Form, and Build a Harem… But Why Do Only Yandere Non-Human Girls Keep Showing Up? - Chapter 2.3

Over the past three days, I hadn’t just been adjusting to life as a pet cat.

I had also been leveling up.

I had explored much of the surrounding forest, gaining plenty of combat experience against various monsters.

“…”

Silently, I moved through the forest, keeping my footsteps light to avoid making noise.

“…!?”

Suddenly, a thud echoed as the ground bulged upward.

The moment I heard it, I instinctively leaped away.

Well, of course, I did.

It was the same sound I had heard before—when the Nue emerged from underground.

Of course, I’d be on edge.

“Fuuu…”

But what I saw wasn’t the Nue.

Instead, a massive mole emerged from the ground.

Not the Nue.

That was a huge relief.

Feeling slightly reassured, I activated Appraisal on the mole.

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Name: None
Species: Magic Mole
Level: 3/10
Rank: F
Title: None

Attack Power: 15
Defense Power: 22
Magic Power: 11
Agility: 16

High Skill:

• • Subterranean Swimming

Skills:

• • Bite

• • Slash

• • Excavate

• • Body Slam

Resistance Skill:

• • Starvation Resistance

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It was F-rank, just like me.

Hmm… this monster was practically on my level.

Now, this was what I wanted—a fair fight, not some ridiculous monster like the Nue.

“Fuuu…”

Unlike the Nue, this thing was manageable.

Most of the monsters near the elf village were H-rank or G-rank, so I hadn’t had many real battles yet.

I couldn’t afford to let my guard down.

“…”

I had higher attack power and agility, but its defense was stronger.

This might turn into a battle of endurance.

With that in mind, I faced off against the mole.

“…Huh. Up close, it doesn’t even look like a mole.”

I had expected something cuter.

But this was far from that.

Its body was nothing like a regular mole—instead of soft fur, it was covered in tough, black, glossy scales.

Its sharp, extended claws weren’t just for digging; they could easily tear through prey.

And those glowing red eyes…

They radiated feral aggression, enough to intimidate anyone unfamiliar with combat.

“This thing is way too aggressive.”

Were moles always this violent?

Thanks to a certain video content creator, my mental image of a mole was that of a pathetic creature getting chased out of its burrow and left for dead above ground.

But this one?

This mole had chosen to surface on its own.

Unbelievable.

“Alright, then.”

I didn’t have time for useless thoughts.

“If you won’t move first… I’ll make the first move.”

Judging by its skills, it was clearly a close-range fighter.

Meanwhile, I specialized in long-range combat using my psychokinesis.

I couldn’t just sit here and wait.

I had planned to strike the moment it lunged at me—

But it looked like that wasn’t necessary.

“Take this!”

“OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Before the mole could react, I used my psychokinesis to launch a flaming rock directly at it.

The moment it made contact, the mole let out a furious roar—

And charged straight at me.