Carefully, I make my way back through the tunnel I created, now illuminated by torches strategically positioned along the walls. The flas dance, spreading a comforting light and dissipating the darkness that once dominated the path.
Arriving back at my base, I shift my focus to the chest of growth powder that I prepared. With quick and precise movents, I connect the stone pipes to the chest's outlet, allowing water to flow directly into the waterlon plantation.
The stone pipes, now skillfully adapted for the purpose, serve as conduits for the water from the infinite source. A constant flow is directed to the plantation, ensuring that the waterlons are automatically and continuously irrigated.
I take a deep breath and watch the waterlons grow. In a matter of seconds, the fruit changes color and size, becoming perfect for harvesting. I approach and hold one in my hand, and it truly is a ripe waterlon.
With everything in place, the only thing left is to create a system for the golems. I store the waterlons in my inventory and begin walking towards the laboratory.
[So ti later!]
My secret base now completely built and automated. Magical energy pulsates through the air, fueling all the chanisms that keep the base fully operational.
Sitting in front of an imposing control desk, I fix my eyes on the screen of a magical computer. The bright interface displays information about the behavior of the golems that were sent to the surface.
With agile finger movents, I press so buttons, and the sound of gears turning fills the room. Instantly, a new screen appears before , revealing an enlarged view of the airspace around the mountain that houses my base.
The golems surge from the secret opening as a rushing tide of magma and redstone infused rock. Their imposing and intimidating forms begin to walk the earth, ready to face any threat that dares to cross their path.
[You received 5000 experience!]
[LEVEL UP!] 1
[LEVEL UP!] 1
[You received 1000 experience!]
[LEVEL UP!] 1
My heart fills with satisfaction as I see the result of my hard work and ticulous planning. Every pickaxe strike, every building block, every used ore, all of it was dedicated to creating an unstoppable army.
The golems depart in all directions, spreading like a storm of tal. They track down and hunt the monsters that dare to inhabit the vicinity. Their efficiency is undeniable, and the number of slain monsters increases with every passing second.
[You received 1000 experience!]
[You received 1000 experience!]
I watch with pride as the screens display real-ti updates. Numbers and statistics indicate the success of the golems in their mission.
The perfect strategy unfolds before my eyes. The golems take turns, protecting each other and working as a team to overco the obstacles they encounter. Their brute strength and special abilities make them a threat to any creature below level 1 in the magical energy ranking.
I gaze intently at the intensely glowing red crystal at the center of the laboratory. This crystal, once used to power my gauntlet, is now the energy source that fuels my entire base. Its pulsating light illuminates the environnt, revealing the nurous devices and machinery that make up the laboratory's structure.
I approach and remove the crystal from the central connection, then move it to my gauntlet on my right hand, replacing the red crystal with the magma source I created. It's not as powerful, but it's enough. After doing this, I smile because the mont has finally co.
"It's ti to go after my wives!" I need to relieve myself sexually urgently, because I've been away from your tight cunts for a few weeks, I want to pour a lot of milk into your female wombs, after thinking that I head to the wall next to the magma source.
I press the buttons and turn the levers, activating the hidden chanisms. Instantly, a series of jet boots erges from the wall, ready to be used. I put them on my feet, adjusting each strap precisely, and feel the energy pulsing through them.
With a thrust, I launch myself into the air, hovering above the ground. The feeling of freedom takes over as I glide smoothly through the room.
In my inventory, the energy pistol rests, ready to be wielded. I grip it tightly, feeling its familiar weight in my hands. Its bluish glow shines in the light emitted by the crystal, promising destructive power against any threat I may face.
As I reach for the pistol, a robotic arm made of iron and stone erges from my shoulder, holding the gun. Now I don't need to worry about shooting; the arm will do everything for .
With a determined gaze, I soar towards the entrance of the base, propelled by the jet boots. The wind blows on my face, but before I leave, I open my status because I need to use the attribute points that have been accumulating.I think you should take a look at
[You received 1000 experience!]
[You received 1000 experience!]
The golems keep killing the magical creatures they encounter. When they return, I want to see the items these creatures dropped upon their deaths.
Without wasting ti, I say, "Status!"
[----[Status]----]
[Health points] = (220/220)
[Level] = [32] - (190/350.000)
[Title] = (The Rapist of the Magical World) - (The smartest human ever)
[Na] = [Atreus Raven Darkin]
[Age] = [15]
[Gender] = [Male]
[----[Attributes]----]
[Strength] = 4 [Vitality] = 22
[Agility] = 41 [Intelligence] = 70
[Attribute points] = 160
[-----[Abilities]----]
[???]
[----[Inventory]----]
1 - [Gunpowder] (x21) - 2 - [Redstone] (x97) .....(Among other things)
"160 / 4 = 40" I could easily use 40 points in all attributes, but I don't want to do that because I need to save so points in case of an ergency, so I only use 110 points, 40 in speed, 20 in vitality, and 60 in intelligence.
As soon as I finish distributing the points, my body burns and my blood heats up, everything around slows down, as if I were watching a slow-motion movie.
Did I get faster? No! It's not just speed, my brain is also processing things so quickly that everything seems to be in slow motion.
"Okay, ti to shine!" I ignore this new feeling of acceleration as I hover in the air, crackling my fingers with the concentrated energy in my gauntlet. Magical sparks dance around my fingers, forming an intricate and shining pattern. Quickly, I feel the connection with the receptors implanted in the 30,000 golems that are ready on the ground beneath .
With a subtle gesture, I emit the remote command, and the golems start to move, following the orders given to them. They pause for a second and then synchronously begin to march.
As I continue my journey through the skies, I feel the constant presence of the golems around on the ground. Their magical vibrations blend with my own, creating a powerful harmony.
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