I Become Master of Danger Zones as Incubus With Mastery In Genetic Chapter 147: Short Term Results of Plans

Looking back at the battle, victory is certain as both Gobruk and Raptor are teaming up against the chief of the tribe. Any of them could have beaten up the other monster. Two of them at once, defeat is a certainty.

Seeing there is nothing he need to do, aside from maybe subduing them, he decided to just enjoy the show. After all, most of the ti, he would be leading or fighting most of the battle. It is fun to lead his capable subordinates do thing once in a while.

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"Rargh!"

"Grrgh!"

Unfortunately, he still is not fluent in goblinese, not to ntion lizardian. Still, he could understand them through the link between them, courtesy of their subduing, so it is fine.

He look at the pale Lizardman, who was brought in front of him. In term of size, he is larger than Raptor before his demonification. He is likely at the B-rank, if not, a pseudo B-rank, as he is clearly more powerful than Raptor, and he is at the top of C-rank before demonification.

"Get them inside and I will subdued them with the others," he ordered, the portal to the system space opening to them all. The Lizardn let out nervous chitter, but was silent by a loud growl from Raptor, who began to lead them into the system space.

While letting monsters that are not subdued into the system space can be dangerous for the others, he had set the location of the portal into his training ground.

With large area along with so walls, it will take ti before they reach the wall, much less scale it, not to ntion, all of his Super Bugs are there, watching the captive Lizardn, along with so of his stronger bugs to assist them.

So, he is not worried of them try anything. Besides, with the goblins and Lizardn keeping them in check, along with how weakened they are from his draining-bugs, they would not be able to cause any harm.

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"And, done. For now, your na will be Pale One, while for you, how about Rex?" the two chiefs nodded, with the Pale One, the chief of the large tribe, liking his na.

As for Rex, he seed more neutral of it.

"Though, I probably need to unite two lairs to accommodate Pale One's tribe, but it could cause so compilation with the others. But uniting them could cause so troubles as well,"

He could feel a headache coming as he had trouble to decide; to either separate the tribes, or unite them with connecting lairs. Both side have problems of their own, with the separation might lead to the Lizardn being unable to work as efficiently as possible, unlike the goblins under Gobruk.

As for uniting them, it will cause so dissent as well as trouble. With the tribes already having their own hierarchy setup, it would cause so dissent along with fighting as they try to claim the other tribes female.

He take another look at the chiefs before sighing, "I'm going to conjoined all of your lairs. And I want to make it work. So make sure it did. Ask Gobruk for help if you need it," Alros left after delegating the duty to the chiefs, who rely nodded.

He hope they understand what he said, as he didn't want get a headache from having to deal with the Lizardn's society.

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After delegating the duty, Alros decided to do his main and favourite work, experinting in creating monstrous abomination.

"Looks like your skin, while looking squishy, can half the impact from any attack," he said, looking at the Giant Marsh Frog with an impressed look.

He had decided to catch so of the Giant Marsh Frogs, hoping to experint on them. While they will not be able to be powerful combatant like so other monsters, they do have so uses, one that he thought of when he sees them in action.

"Co on now, we are going to make you into a powerful monster, with so special ability," the frog rely croak as it followed its master into the lab, not knowing what will happen to it.

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"Looks like you are done. Let's test you soon. The main hunting party still did not send any ssage. Oh well, lets check the Death Spot squad," he exclaid before patting the frog, who croaked once more.

He then left the lab, taking the frog with him before coming out of the system space, flying towards the location of the Death Spot.

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"So, how is the harvest?" he asked his clones, who were pointed at the bound won, who looked wet and miserable.

"Only 5 females, but the male adventurers we killed are 24 today. We only been doing it for 2 days and it looks like we can get an average of 4 females and 21 males daily, but we still need to see if it will be like that for the rest of the week," the leading clone answered.

Alros nodded before opening the portal to the system space, the won's eyes widened as they watched the portal opened, before trying to scream, the gag in their mouth preventing them from doing so.

The clones that co out did not care, carrying them all like a sack of potatoes, before entering the portal, though after the last one entered, it did not close.

In fact, another monsters co out, the huge frog he experinted on.

"I want to see how effective this one is. He will be the prototype for a species I want to create. Put him against a small group, with a woman in them. If they are all male, don't send him," he gave the leading clone so specific instruction before walking away. The clone rely nodded as Alros head towards the other Death Spot, along with searching for his hunting parties.

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"Looks like the result are not too shabby," he said, looking at the bound won, all looking at him in mixture of fear, anxiety, and hatred. Oh well, by the ti he was done with them, they will show him gaze of wanting, lust and desire.

"In just two days of the existence of the Death Spot, they able to get 13 won in total, along with killing 57 n. Then, there is the hunting parties. The permanent party manage to get 29 won, while the other two manage to get 35 won. While the number of n they killed are 167.

Too bad I cannot send the two for the rest of the week. Don't want them to not send adventurers to their death after all," he let out a light chuckle as he looked at the won hungrily.

"Well, now that it's nightti. I think it my ti to relax," the grin on his face make the won squird, fearing for what will co.