Chapter 2275 – 2275. God’s Atlantis
“Guardian of Pussy, leader of the United States. Nice to meet you.”
I was a little taken aback by the word ‘protector of the pussy’ that came out of the other person’s mouth. It’s not a word you’d suddenly say at first glance, right?
‘… Does my name appear to be the guardian of pussy on the other side?’
Guardian of the Pussy was the title currently applied to my status window.
‘You see a title instead of your real name.’
I understood it right away. The opponent is a person with the title of emperor of military affairs.
“Your name is unusual. I was surprised when I first saw it. Is this the same pussy I know? “Venital organs.”
“Yes. I am the guardian of all pussies.”
“… Hmm. “I regret having contact with you.”
“Get rid of unnecessary noise and state your purpose.”
“Purpose? A scout sent to see what was nearby just happened to run into your forces. Your troops… That’s a lot. It’s even covered in blood. Are those behind you slaves? “It looks like there was a war recently.”
Are you showing off your insight? I narrowed my eyes and checked for enemy scouts. The number of scouts is 20. Compared to my strength of over 50 people, it is less than half. However, they were all armed with bronze swords and wooden armor.
“… Was it you who entered the Bronze Age?”
“Haha. Preemption is important. We entered the Bronze Age with a bit of pressure, but the reward is sweet. Come on, dear. Listen carefully. Let’s get to the point here. Every ten years, offer me 50 adult men and 50 adult women. If you refuse, it will be war.”
“Only about 20 people are threatening me?”
“Didn’t I tell you? The troops here are called scouts. The number of troops on the mainland is over a thousand. They are all armed with bronze swords and wooden armor. Wooden armor is slowly changing to bronze armor.”
“…”
“Oh, I have one more thing to ask. I’d like to get a glimpse of your civilization. “This is my first time meeting another civilization, so I have a lot of questions.”
Although the other person’s face was not visible, it was clear that he was smiling.
‘Maybe it’s because it feels burdensome to avoid war right now. Even if the weapons are excellent, there are bound to be losses.’
As a condition for peace, more than 100 people are killed every 10 years? The power on this side continues to drop, and the power on that side continues to increase. This is absolutely unacceptable. Introducing enemy troops into my civilization? Absolutely not. Aside from giving information to the enemy, you may have to worry about assassination.
The most important thing in this area is my life.
“Your request is unacceptable. Instead, I ask for it. Send 200 humans to me every 10 years and hand over bronze technology. Then there will be no war between us.”
“Ha, it comes out strong. So what about this proposal? It’s about opening up each other’s civilization. Form an alliance and establish embassies in each other’s capitals. I will sell you bronze swords and bronze mirrors for a reasonable price.”
I think this is the real purpose. Seems like pretty good conditions… I can’t show Haechuri to this guy. If you find out that Hatchery is at the level of copying humans, you will feel a sense of crisis.
Well, even if that wasn’t the case, I personally didn’t like this guy.
“Are you kidding? You can enter the Bronze Age within a few turns. “A bronze sword is such a great thing.”
“In another 30 years, I will teach you bronze technology. For free. Since this is our first alliance, I am at a loss.”
“Right. It’s a very reasonable offer. Let me tell you my answer to that. “Fuck you, you bastard!”
“I declare war on Roman civilization. A war with Roman civilization begins!”
My troops roared and rushed towards the enemies. The enemy soldiers fought back calmly. Hold a shield and form a camp. That was the military. They had military discipline.
The enemy soldiers gathered together and focused on defense. Military tactics were excellent. On the other hand, my soldiers were tactical and reckless and just rushed in. I wasn’t particularly worried about losing. My troops are people who have combat experience as well as martial arts.
The result is victory.
But I couldn’t just be happy. Because it was a bloody victory.
‘There are 20 enemies and 50 on our side, but almost half are dead.’
Combat experience, level of equipment, and personal combat power. Among these, the only thing my troops excelled at was their individual combat power. If I hadn’t learned martial arts, I might have been defeated.
“You will definitely regret this.”
The emperor of military affairs gave a warning like a lion growling and then disappeared.
“10 years of time have been skipped.”
「30 C.E.」
「Acquire 1 civilization point!」
「You will receive 1 civilization point with interest!」
「Current Civilization Points: 17」
「Current population: 2,715」
Time has passed.
First I looked for Roman soldiers. Five people were captured in the last battle. These guys went straight to the hatchery and became pregnancy machines.
Perhaps because he was a prisoner of war, he could not see any speech bubbles using text technology. They just sit there with dead eyes.
“Do you know bronze technology?”
“…”
“You’re not answering? Do you want to be thrown in hell?”
The surrounding women took out small stone knives. They opened their mouths in shock.
“Well, we don’t know anything about bronze. Working with bronze is a job for craftsmen! “We are just soldiers!”
After listening to it, I realized that it wasn’t wrong. In today’s era, being able to handle bronze is considered a top-class human resource. A single soldier handles bronze? This is ridiculous.
“Send scouts far away. We must find Roman civilization.”
Once we find it, we can send troops or not.
“Make weapons using wood, bone, and stone. Increase the number of bows, spears, swords, and shields. It is war.”
You never know when the troops of the Roman civilization will attack, so you have to prepare.
“10 years of time have been skipped.”
「40 C.E.」
「Acquire 1 civilization point!」
「You will receive 1 civilization point with interest!」
「Current Civilization Points: 19」
「Current population: 12,107」
The population has increased significantly. Because nothing special happened. The emperor of military affairs will regret it. I was quiet about one topic.
‘Thanks to the non-stop operation of pregnancy machines, the population has exploded… Most of them are unhelpful brats.’
There was another problem.
Food.
As the population explodes, food cannot keep up. Farmland was small and hunting was limited. The seeds of game have dried up.
‘If there’s a bad harvest, you’re screwed. Aside from mass killings, dissatisfaction will turn to me and a rebellion will break out.’
I only have a few years of experience as a tyrant, so maybe I don’t even know that? In my experience, if you take care of the basic needs of dogs and pigs, rebellion will not occur. The most important thing among them is food.
‘The power is expanding, but… We are still unable to keep up with the rapidly increasing population.’
There was a need to reduce the population. Fortunately, I knew how to do it.
The scouts sent last turn discovered the location of the Roman civilization.
“Invade the Roman civilization and kill them. “Let them know the greatness of America.”
“Oooooh! For America! For the guardian of the vagina!!”
The women holding stone axes in their hands shouted. Most women who practiced martial arts from a young age were muscular. Why is the thickness of your forearm bigger than my forearm? Honestly, I slightly regret teaching martial arts.
‘It’s good to pursue strength, but you like muscles too much.’
At least the surrounding women are better. I chose them to serve me. Still, because I continue to practice martial arts, I have a six-pack on my abs.
‘Somehow we ended up becoming a society with strong women…’ .’
Wouldn’t it be possible to teach the mind technique to develop compressed muscles for practical use? In this world, mana was sparse, so the efficiency of the Negong Shim technique was the worst. If you want to gain 1 Gapja (60 years) of internal energy through normal training, you need to train for at least 500 years.
1,000 tribe members bravely go out. I would like to send about 3,000 people, but… Can not help it. Most of the tribe members are children under the age of 10. It will be useful next turn.
Please note that goblins are not included in the population count. It makes no sense to include livestock such as pigs or cows in the population.
‘Cattle are just livestock.’
Just.
When I snapped my fingers, a serving woman approached me. A healthy woman with her black hair and white skin.
「Blesses the target with a pussy seat.」
I had momentarily forgotten about the protection skill for the pussy. Last time, the rank went up and the effect of the blessing got better. A woman blessed with a pussy position will have some of her abilities permanently increased for the first time. It was basic to improve your beauty.
“I myself have blessed you.”
“Ahhh… Thank you, Chief!”
The woman was happy on her knees. The woman noticed that her skin looked better, and her features became a little more defined. Her hair was shiny. It was clear that she became prettier as a result of the blessing.
• • •
Outskirts of Roman civilization.
The place was full of tension. The armed Romans swallowed dryly and looked beyond the fence. There were enemies there.
The 1,000 enemies were armed with stone axes, wooden spears, wooden shields, and wooden armor. Most of them were women, but there was no one among the Romans who could ignore them. Because they were women with more muscular bodies than most male soldiers.
“Okay, sir. There are 1,000 of those women. There are 120 of us in total! “I am no match for you!”
“… We have a bronze sword and a bronze shield. “Isn’t there even a wooden fence?”
“There are 1,000 people there!”
Although this is the outskirts of Rome, 120 people is not a small number considering this era. Their leader invested this amount of troops here because he expected the enemy to invade.
“We are soldiers, and they are barbarians. Look, do you feel discipline in them? “If you use tactics, you can win.”
The garrison commander said with a solemn face. However, the captain’s intentions were different. He felt defeat and death. No matter what, a 10-fold difference is unavoidable.
“The bitches are coming!!”