RE: Reality Smuggler (R-18)

"I want subordinates." - Primrose said.

"Subordinates? As in, Ascended subordinates?" - I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, Iver. I want you to evolve Ascended subordinates." - Primrose nodded.

"I see no problem in that, but can I know why?" - I asked.

Primrose's expression turned a bit sad and bitter. She hugged her knees while looking down.

"I feel lonely when you're not here." - Primrose mumbled.

"Ah... She wants friends." - I mentally nodded.

Being stuck in this place, surrounded by only Kin, would be boring for anyone, even a genetic transhuman.

As her parent(God and Creator), I wanted her to Make friends(Literally), so I am all for it.¹Couldnt resist, lol

"That's fine. How many do you want?" - I asked.

"Hm... 200 will do." - Primrose said after some thought.

"Oh, just t-two hundred?!" - I exclaimed.

Two hundred Ascended in one go is not a small number, and the previous me might not have the capital to raise such an army. If I use Basic Energy, this will be beyond my current budget, but if I sacrifice 400 evolved Kin, it's just 5,400 evolution points.

"Please?" - Primrose pleaded with puppy eyes.

"... Fine. But we should at least get Lord Arnerd's permission." - I relented.

Anyways, I plan on not using Basic Energy on the Minions, so it's okay.

"Thanks, Iver!" - Primrose smiled brightly.

Sighing, I looked at the other mini-dome, where Lord Arnerd ate in a frenzy.

"Lord Arnerd." - I sent a message.

"Yes, Sir Iver?" - The Kin Lord asked.

"I want to evolve 200 Ascended, so I need 200 Minions, 200 Soldiers, and 200 Stalkers as sacrifices. Is that fine with you?" - I asked.

"Excellent! I am all for it!" - Lord Arnerd said enthusiastically.

"Thanks." - I replied.

And then, just after I summoned the Kin over, a thought crossed my mind.

"Primrose, if I can create only girls, are you fine with that?" - I suddenly asked.

"Hm? I am, but wouldn't that cause gender imbalance...? Ah!" - Primrose widened her eyes.

Responding to her shocked eyes, I nodded.

"Yes, this can solve the gender imbalance problem from taking in that recon team." - I smiled.

"But how are you going to do that? Can you see through their gender Inclination?" - Primrose curiously asked.

"Yes, it's called Analytical Eye. It will cost a bit of energy, but not too much." - I said and summoned another 300 Minions.

"That's amazing... their genetic coding is heavily encrypted, so even modern lab tools would find it almost impossible to determine their gender inclination." - Primrose said.

"You can use it, too. I already enabled all the spells on the Dark Idol." - I said and looked at it.

 

Divine Powers: Dark Offering, Evolution, Energy Conversion, Grant Affinity (Mortal Tier), Camouflage, Sanitization, Teleport, Touch of the True Sun, Analytical Eye, Mark of Zeal, Void Shield, Displace Object, Divine Might, Disruptive Void Coating, Unreality Barrier, True Sun Fireball, Space Grip

 

I gave Primrose all the powers, even Camouflage and Grant Affinity (Mortal Tier), things I didn't share with Tess.

It isn't that I am playing favorites, but because these two powers are useless to her. Tess only needs self-protection, and even if she tries to hide, she is limited to her house and car... which is pointless. As for Grant Affinity? Even less useful. Forget about the energy consumption of granting affinities. What would she use those affinities for if she doesn't have the energy to use them? Quite the paradox.

"No, wait, maybe Camouflage CAN be used for something..." - I deviously thought.

While I decided to give Tess Camouflage for self-protection, the Kin slowly entered the Dome.

Soon, they formed lines and groups, with the Soldiers and Stalkers forming one group and the Minions another group.

First, I didn't look at the Minions but looked at the evolved Kin and spoke.

"Hello to you, my fellow Kin. I won't lie to you. You are about to become sacrifices to create 200 Ascended, but I will make sure your deaths will be painless. Know that your sacrifice will not be in vain and will serve the race." - I said like a bonafide hypocrite.

Unlike the brain-dead Minions, I felt responsible for these sentient monsters' deaths, especially since I was doing this to save energy, so I told them their fate.

However, although the words I spoke were as cruel as fuck, the reactions of these Kin were as expected.

"It is our honor to die for the race!" - The four hundred roared.

"Thank you." - I gave them a bow.

I then looked at the Minions and started analyzing them, focusing on their gender inclination.

 

Gender: Asexual(Female Inclination) (spore-based reproduction)

Gender: Asexual(Male Inclination) (spore-based reproduction)

Gender: Asexual(Male Inclination) (spore-based reproduction)

Gender: Asexual(Female Inclination) (spore-based reproduction)

Gender: Asexual(Male Inclination) (spore-based reproduction)

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Basic Energy: 46,300 ->42,280

 

After scanning 402 Minions, I separated 200 with female inclination while sending away the rest.

I then called 20 Kin Leaders and pointed at the Evolved Kin.

"Give these brave men a painless death." - I said with a straight face.

"Yes!" - The Leaders nodded and methodically started butchering the willing sacrifices.

A few minutes later...

 

Basic Energy: 42,280 -> 44,280

 

At least I got some of my losses back.

I then looked at the idle Minions.

"Go, each of you, take one Soldier and one Stalker corpse, and form four rows." - I ordered.

The Minions didn't reply but walked over and took two corpses, forming four rows.

I then pointed at them, giving them all 27 Evolution Energy, and ordered.

"Extract the crystals, eat your given corpses, and then eat the crystals." - I commanded.

And the Minions did as told, following the order to the letter.

Crunch* Munch* Slurp*

 

Evolution Energy A: 162,008 -> 156,608

 

Turning to Primrose, I asked, "Want to go somewhere else? This will take a while."

However, Primrose shook her head.

"No. I need to see it to the end." - She answered with determination, her eyes not leaving the gory spectacle.

I understood why she wanted to see it. This was how she was created. It was like wanting to watch how babies are born, however bloody, disgusting, and messy it is.

"... Very well." - I respected her decision.

I was about to sit down when a thought crossed my mind.

"Right... I forgot about that." - I thought and looked at the Dark Idol.

Specifically, I looked at the Mark of Zeal spell.

 

Mark of Zeal 2(Dark Idol): The Dark Idol can create the Mark of Zeal on Ic'thotl'itrod's behalf, but its Cooldown, Channel Time, and Cost significantly increase due to inefficiency. Other restrictions are the same.
Cost: 1000*(Target Mental Energy) Basic Energy
Range: Touch(Zealot)
Channel Time: 1000*(Target Mental Energy)/(Influence Power + Zealot Mental Energy) Seconds
Cooldown: 500 days

 

Yes, the Dark Idol can use the Mark of Zeal. However, the restrictions are insane. I can see that it is not meant to convert someone powerful. Instead, it is likely meant for a toddler or fetus.

Luckily, the Minions are weak as fuck.

I placed 500 Basic Energy inside the Dark Idol and looked at Primrose.

"Primrose, select one of the Minions to be a Zealot. From now on, it will be your close aide." - I said.

Hearing my words, Primrose smiled.

"Thank you, Iver!" - She said and walked to one of the Minions.

She then placed a hand on its shoulder, and the Minion paused its eating, its face covered in red gore as it looked up.

"Accept God's gift." - She softly said, her eyes shining with a holy glimmer.

Hearing her words, the Minion's fish-like empty eyes somehow showed acceptance and willingness.

Primrose nodded and then began the ritual. The Minion went up in black flames, but in a split second, it ended.

This is because the influence power of the Spore Spreader is incredibly high, reaching over 5,000 points.

Of course, the price was a whopping 500 points, but it was worth it in the long run.

At least, in the future, when I send Zealots to convert Spore Spreaders, they can create a new controlling Zealot there, making it a controlled territory.

 

Basic Energy: 44,280 -> 43,780

 

Primrose then returned to my side and sat on the ground together, watching.

Seconds turned to minutes, and soon, the Minions collapsed one after another after they ate the crystals.

Minutes passed, and I saw a field of oversized cocoons.

After some time, Primrose took the initiative to lay on my thigh, but I didn't mind.

I decided to use my time to integrate some computer knowledge.

Minutes turned to hours, and before long, a change happened.

Crack*

One of the cocoons cracked. And, as if a domino effect happened, the others followed.

Crack*Crack*Crack*Crack*Crack*Crack*Crack*Crack*Crack*Crack*Crack*Crack*

Primrose got up from my lap as we silently watched the spectacle happen. Even Lord Arnerd, who was eating for who knows how long, stopped his gluttonous rampage as he looked over.

Shatter*Shatter*Shatter*Shatter*Shatter*Shatter*Shatter*Shatter*

One after another, the cocoons broke, revealing 200 naked 6-year-old girls.

Some had pale white or sandy skin, and others had ebony or Asian skin.

Their long hair was either straight, wavy, or curly, and its color ranged from light-green platinum to deep green.

And their faces, although unnaturally pretty and promising a bright future, were noticeably different, giving each of them individual charm.

However, they all shared two common traits; Their piercing golden eyes and the onyx crystal on their foreheads.

I quietly watched as the little girls evaluated their surroundings; The Spore Spreader, Lord Arnerd, the exit, each other, and, of course, us.

After a minute of confirming everything, they settled their gazes on the Spore Spreader, all 200 of them.

They then respectfully bowed to the obelisk and stood up, their gazes turning to us, all 200.

One of the girls, having chocolate-brown skin and dark-green curly hair, walked up and respectfully kneeled.

"God." - She looked at me with unnatural golden eyes, worship radiating from them.

A feeling of de ja vu washed over me as I remembered how Primrose acted when she first met me.

The connection between us and her behavior told me everything.

She is my new Zealot.

The other little girls seemed to be infected by her as they walked over and kneeled.

"God." "Divine One." "God." "Father." "My Lord." "Kami Sama." "Esteemed One." "Divinity." "Gott." "God." "Allah." "Supreme Being." "Dieu." "Creator." "Shàngdì." "Providence." "God."...

Many words in many languages having the same meaning sounded in the Dome.

Likely because of being washed by max-power Influence Power even before being born, they are all my die-hard believers.

And all of them spoke the words I hated to no end.

My lips couldn't help but twitch out of sheer annoyance.

"I fucking created an army of die-hard religious lollies. Great, Iver. Just great..."

Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, I stood up and spoke.

"Please, stand up. All of you can call me My Lord, Sir Iver, Or Iver. From now on, all of you will be under my first Zealot, Primrose, and you will address her as Primrose. Have I made myself clear?" - I asked out loud.

"Yes!" - All the 200 girls responded.

I then turned my eyes to my new Zealot.

"And you, my new Zealot. I name you Zemira. From now on, you are Primrose's second-in-command." - I said.

"Thank you, Sir Iver! I won't let you down!" - Zemira bowed her head in gratitude.

I nodded and turned to the other girls.

"The rest of you may pick your names. I am not going to name you all. However, I will give you all a greeting gift." - I said.

After hesitating, I made a bold decision and waved my hand.

Immediately, black flames wrapped the bodies of the young girls.

"What is this?!" "What is going on?!" "I'm on fire!" "Why doesn't it hurt?"

The girls panicked but quieted down as they realized the flames didn't hurt them, only entering their bodies.

"This is my gift to you, the gift of evolution. Grow, evolve, and become the future pillars of our glorious race!" - I commanded.

The girls looked at me with surprise and shock but still bowed their little heads without questioning.

"As you command!" - They spoke in unison.

I nodded and looked at Primrose, who stood beside me.

"Primrose, they are your subordinates. You are to arrange for their livelihood, tasks, free time, and what they do in their everyday life. Understood?" - I asked.

"Yes, Iver! I understand! I already prepared clothes and arranged utility plants these four days." - Primrose nodded.

"I would be disappointed if you didn't." - I smiled at her.

"Now go and arrange things for them." - I said.

"Yes, Iver!" - Primrose saluted and turned to the girls.

"Everyone! Line up and follow me! I prepared clothes for you." - Primrose ordered and started walking.

"Yes, Mistress Primrose!" - The girls saluted and followed.

Seeing them walk to the back of the sphere, I sighed in relief.

"Okay... Luckily, I don't need to command the Loli army personally."

I then checked my remaining energy.

 

Evolution Energy A: 156,608 -> 35,208

 

Except for Zemira, I gave them all 610 Evolution Energy A. As for Zemira herself, I gave her only 210. When it is time for her to evolve, I will allow her to choose her evolution.

Still, I just spent over 120,000 points like water. However, even with 35,000 leftover energy, there is more than enough for short-term personal use. At least, I don't believe the synthesized evolution would cost too much.

Shaking my head, I returned to the left mini-sphere and integrated more knowledge. This time, I chose to learn Italian.

Why? Two reasons.

One, I find learning a new language fun.

And two, it is because I am going with Tess to Itali in two weeks. It can be helpful.

Sto imparando l'italiano~

 

...

 

Evening.

I was eating a tasty peach-like fruit while looking at the leather-loincloth-wearing Loli army guzzling up thousands of Minions.

Honestly? Watching hundreds of young girls eat raw, bloody meat like starved ghosts was nightmare-inducing. However, I am already used to that shit, so it didn't phase me.

"Iver? When will you finish creating that new evolution?" - Primrose asked while leaning on me, watching the girls eat in a frenzy.

"The day after tomorrow." - I replied.

"Hm." - Primrose hummed in response.

"I need to go soon, but I will come see you in two days." - I said.

"... Iver, can I call you Dad?" - Primrose suddenly asked and looked up at me.

Hearing her words, I hesitated. However, when I saw her looking at me with such hopeful eyes...

"... Fine, but only in private." - I yielded.

"Thanks, Daddy! You're the best! Mwah!" - Primrose smiled and pecked me on the cheek.

Suddenly, I felt like I slipped into a trap, but it was too late to climb out.

"Ah, well. Fuck it." - I mentally shrugged.

After staying for another half an hour, I said my goodbyes and left.

 

...

 

Fwoosh*

With a silent flash of black flames, I arrived at Tess's living room and looked around.

Everything was in order, but Tess was not in sight.

"Is she showering?" - I thought and walked to her room.

I was about to enter when I heard noises.

"Oh... Ah...! Harder... Harder! Do me harder!" - Tess's voice sounded behind the door.

"... What the hell?!" - My face turned incredulous.

"I know you allow me to sleep with other women, but we didn't discuss anything about you getting to sleep around, right?!" - I thought with narrowed eyes, feeling angry.

Taking a deep breath, I slowly opened the door.

And then I saw it...