Chapter 66: The Mainland War – Chapter 30

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Succubus Homeland, The Docks

 

Rex rarely came down to the concrete landing that was used to construct ships, that was because it took several hours to reach here by foot. What he saw was an intimidating scene, one where a new dock was being constructed out into the water. Instead of using timber, the bones of large sea monsters were being used, the waters around the docks were filled with blood, and he could see the skulls of monsters that were placed along the cliff face. The large shore defense cannons had also been decorated, with sharp bones added to the barrels like spikes.

 

Did they build their houses next to the cannons?

 

Next to the cannons along the cliff face, he could see several succubi houses that were recently constructed. The only similarity he noticed between them all were large windows facing out to the sea, there were also things like telescopes. When a succubus decided that she really liked something, then it was common that she went all out to satisfy this obsession. That was the only reason Rex could come up with why the shore defense teams were so diligent in protecting the island.

 

I need to have Bob build some more stuff at the refinery… I also need him to begin building the new weapons facility…

 

Below Rex on the Docks that were becoming more monster bone than concrete and steel, he could see 4 large corpses floating. Each one belonged to a large monster that was killed by the large cannons on the cliffs, a team of beastmen was getting covered in blood as they butchered the monster right in the waters. Magic stones as large as softballs were being dug out of the large corpses, these would later be delivered to his lab, for some reason the name of the shore defense team that killed the beast was always attached to the tone with a tag.

 

As Rex was watching the giant monsters getting butchered, he placed his hands on his forehead and began rubbing his temples. They had more meat than Rex had believed was possible, due to the sheer size of the monsters, they were matching the meat production of some modern ports on Earth. They had so much meat it was impossible to calculate the sheer amount, Rex assumed it was on the level of several of hundreds of tons. Rex also could not stand the idea of wasting food, so he felt like he needed to come up with some way to store it.

 

Beastmen get stronger from eating it, elves can eat it but not all the time, this is similar for the dwarves. This has got to be some ability of the beastmen, if I can figure out how their bodies can do this, then can I also eat meat like them?

 

Rex turned to one of his guards, he was about to make an announcement that would shake the entire island.

 

“The beastmen have an ability that lets them break down monster meat, it is something that could be incredibly useful to us,” Rex told her. “Let’s put out an announcement that if a succubus can get the magical print then I will give her a position in the plating factory.”

 

For the succubi it wasn’t hard to see how mana flowed inside of someone’s body, their eyes were incredibly well adapted at seeing it. Making a pattern of the flow of mana was more time-consuming than anything for them, Rex had already discovered that this was how the High Elves were able to achieve such an advanced magical system. The only thing that prevented the succubi from doing the same was that they weren’t able to cast spells since they had their charm ability. Sometimes Rex wondered if this was a fair trade, it was similar to how his language ability had been in the past. 

 

“Hey, is Simbad here, or is he with the ship?” Rex asked one of the Pride of Men workers.

 

“He went with the ship.” One of the workers covered in blood told him.

 

Now that he had made his way down the ramp, he could see the dock that was slowly being constructed from skeletons. A lot of the ribs were thicker than he was, they were being used in place of timbers. The scale of the bones was incredible, and the ribs were also being used as the support structure for concrete to be poured. Bob was slowly using the skeletons of the monsters for supports for concrete to extend the size of the docks. 

 

“Who is in charge of the Pride of Men while he is gone?” Rex asked.

 

“Mallard is.” The seal beastman responded.

 

Rex thought of the goose beastman, he had talked to him several times over the years. Rex decided that he would propose the meat processing plant to Simbad directly, it would mostly be sold to beastmen anyway. 

 

“I heard that your group is out of places to store the meat, how much do you have?” Rex asked.

 

“Each of these monsters produces enough meat to feed around 50,000 beastmen.” The dock worker said.

 

Rex paused to do the math, it was about 5 pounds of meat for a beastman's meal, this equaled 250,000 pounds(~114,000KG) of meat. This number nearly caused him to fall over, he realized over a million pounds of meat was around him between the four large creatures. He also turned and looked at the skulls that decorated the cliff face, suddenly he realized how intimidating the cannons he made were. The scarier part was that the succubi were trying to use the monsters they were killing as evidence for why they needed even more of the cannons built.

 

“No wonder Borscht is getting so fat!” Rex muttered.

 

“What was that?” The beastman asked.

 

“Send someone to the dwarves and borrow a tunnel, let Guffrey know I will pay him back and it will only be for a month. See if we can get enough space for double the amount, I don’t think the shore defense canons are going to stop even if I ask them to.” Rex sighed sadly, as he finished saying this. “I don’t know why they are so determined to kill as many of the monsters as possible, I almost feel like they have a vendetta against them.”

 

“Actually, I heard them bragging about a new weapon that will be built now that you have completed the tunnel.” The Beastman who was carving meat in the waters told Rex who was on the dock. “They speak of a large cannon they call the ‘Succubuster,’ they said it will live in the tunnel that was made in the mountain.”

 

“Succubuster?” Rex said. “Wow, that is worse than the great weapon of the succubi…”

 

Rex had code-named the railway cannon as the ‘Big Stick’ as it was inspired by Teddy Roosevelt. He had known that his naming sense was poor, but there was no way he was going to allow his weapon to be named something so ridiculous. Suddenly he wondered if he needed to start more schemes to increase his authority among the succubi. The plating plant was a massive success, since he had established it all of the succubi had treated him much better.

 

Rex turned to his guards who he was about to issue another set of orders to when he realized that all of them looked like they had been offended. This could be seen by the slight anger on their faces and how their tails were starting to thrash around.

 

“What is wrong?” He asked them.

 

“Leader Kira is the one who wanted it named the Succubuster…” The guards said.

 

Rex sighed out sadly when he heard these words, in his mind, he was already thinking of all of the things he would need to do to butter her up enough to let him change it to something else. Now he also understood why the shore defense cannons were firing almost non-stop if they had a target. They had so much practice with large weapons that they could compete with any artillery team in the modern world. Proof of this was on display when he saw one skull where it showed that the succubus artillery women had managed to hit the beast through the eye.

 

“Why is the word Maya written on its skull?” Rex asked.

 

“That is the succubus who shot it! Would you like to meet her team and put them in charge of the Succubuster?!” The guards asked.

 

“So they are writing their names on the skulls as a way of marking their kills?” Rex muttered. 

 

Suddenly Rex realized that the skulls on the large cliff face weren’t the only ones, these were just the best shots that were made. 

 

“How much meat do we have stored currently? They have only been telling me about how many freezers they have.” Rex paused here. “Now that I think about it, I hear the cannons firing constantly.”

 

“What you see here when we finish carving it. We have about 12 times more meat than this stored currently, that is just us, I don’t know how much of it the dwarves keep.” The seal beastman replied.

 

This information caused Rex to pause, he was trying to imagine the amount of meat that was being stored but he wasn’t able to. Instead, just pallets and pallets of steel bars appeared in his head, then they slowly started to disappear as they turned into cans of meat. Rex nodded several times as he looked around the docks and saw the other reason he made his way down here. A beaverman who was missing fur in various places and wearing overalls with spots of dried concrete, or burns from welder sparks.

 

“Great builder! What can this humble Bob do for you!” The beaverman yelled out when he saw Rex walking towards him.

 

Rex sighed when he heard the beaverman address him like this, then he recalled the reasons he came looking for the beaver in the first place. Then he looked at the ship that was being constructed behind the beaverman. They were using the ramp to roll parts down using the rollers, these were then welded together. The outside hull was finished and they were using a crane to move parts of the floor through the top of the ship.

 

“Was it your idea to use the skeletons of the monsters to expand out the dock?” Rex asked.

 

“They are almost as hard as steel, I built frames that I set up to drain the water to allow the concrete to cure. Once it is done I move on to the next part. The bones will not rust like steel will, so this dock should last a long time.” Bob said this as if it was simple. “If I couldn’t achieve even this, how could I possibly think of damming off the ocean?!”

 

“Greko sent a message that he made contact with some beavermen, I can’t afford to send you to the mainland like I can with Lunas or Greko, how do you want to handle it?” Rex asked.

 

“Just bring them to me. You don’t need to worry yourself.” The beaverman said with boredom when he heard this, then he suddenly changed his tone to some excitement. “That monster over there has an incredible ability! It works just like a pump! Do you see the large sack near its tail that can fill with water and it can fire it out hard enough to cut stone!”

 

Rex paused when he heard this and looked over at the large creature, on the dock next to it a succubus sat in a chair with a sketch pad as she took note of its mana structure. To make things more visible for them they pumped diluted mana into the body like dye to see how it moved through the body. In the research facility, a file of these prints was slowly growing, he hadn’t had time to research them and properly turn them into spells or machinery. Then he paused when his brain processed what he had heard.

 

“Do you think it can cut through steel?” Rex asked.

 

The beaverman paused as he looked out in the ocean, before Rex could stop him he took a few running steps and dived into the water off the concrete pier. With a splash in the dark waters, Rex was no longer able to see the beaverman, he stood there for several moments before he saw his head poke out of the water. Before Rex could ask him any questions he saw Bob lean backward and float, he then revealed a rock that looked like it had been cut with a jet of water. He took this rock and began to aggressively chew on it with his marred front teeth, according to Bob, most rodent beastmen had teeth that grew for their entire lives.

 

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

 

Rex felt a pain through his entire mouth when he saw pieces of the beaver’s teeth begin flying in the air as he began to more aggressively chew at the rock. After several minutes of this extreme form of dental torture, Bob seemed satisfied and let the rockfall into the water next to him. He then rolled onto his stomach and began rapidly paddling back to shore and crawled up a metal ladder that was built directly into the concrete using bone rungs. The blend of massive bone and smooth concrete gave the entire dock a disjointed feeling.

 

“It can cut through steel, I didn’t realize how hard those rocks were,” Bob said as he climbed onto the dock fully and water began to run off his body.

 

“Alright, well I will just bring the beavermen to you then. Oh right, I need another Large building constructed.” Rex told the beaverman.

 

“Oh, another one? What is this one for?” The beaverman asked.

 

“Processing meat, we have too much of it. I want to see if we can trade it to the beastmen on the mainland through the mousemen or the Foxes. Were going to start canning, I had planned to do this later when the mousemen started their farming operations, but the succubi just keep on killing the monsters.” Rex muttered. “I hope I am right and the secret to making monster meat more edible is in the stomachs of the beastmen.”

 

“What is canning?” Bob asked.

 

“You make a round metal cylinder about this big,” Rex said as he showed his hands in the air. Then you fill them with the meat and some sea salt and seal them up. Afterward, you place the cans in a pressure cooker and cook it for an hour, what you are left with is something that can be opened and eaten on the spot.”

 

***

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Meanwhile…

Acid Island, Hiding in a small cave

 

“WAIT! PLEASE!” A wraith called out from between two rocks.

 

Boom! Boom! Boom!

 

All around the entrance of the cave explosives were falling from the sky and blasting apart the porous rock, sending shards everywhere. These were not something that the wraith was worried about, instead, it was the magical metal shrapnel that was flying everywhere. As creatures without bodies, the wraiths were immune to things that weren’t enchanted, but the casings that the grenades were made from were all cast in cold iron. With the mana quantity being very high it made the metal shards deadly to the creature.

 

Wraiths were spirits born anywhere that a lot of death has occurred, contrary to the myths they were not originally the spirits of the slain. It wasn’t until much later that these creatures were able to convert others into wraiths using a ritual. The creature itself looked like a black smog with glowing blue sparks inside of it, it also had hands and eyes that were made of the fiery material. The aura it gave off was incredibly oppressive, and it could be easily felt from several meters away.

 

Crack! Crack! Crack!

 

“PLEASE, STOP! I’M SORRY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO INSULT THE GREAT SUCCUBI!” The wraith screamed in horror as a barrage of gunfire streamed in through the cracks he yelled out of.

 

These caused patches of ice and sparks to begin spreading around the cave walls as they reached towards the wraith’s gaseous body. This was the messenger sent by Rathios to get the succubi back on the side of the demons, but Grimm had not taken this duty seriously. When stopped by a succubus who was guarding the airspace, he laughed at her and told her to present her leader before him. He then mocked her and told her that she should be happy that the demons had decided they were going to take her back.

 

Flaming balls of fire streamed from the two balls of fire that were its eyes surrounded by smog, all around it enchanted shrapnel and spells were eating away at the stone. The temperature was rapidly plunging, and sparks were causing pieces of rock to fly off that were heated. The Wraith was forced to condense his gaseous body into a corner as he tried desperately to avoid all of the magical ammunition. 

 

“I CAME TO DELIVER YOU MEAT SACKS! YOU LIKE THOSE, right?!” The wraith said this last part in almost a whisper, it was like he was trying to convince himself that they would stop.

 

I don’t want to die!

 

This thought was ringing through his mind when he suddenly heard the gunfire and explosions stop, this brought a brief excitement to him and he began to float near the entrance of the cave he crawled into. What he saw was a team of succubi wearing their black uniforms dropping a large gun from the air using several thin ropes. This gun had a long barrel covered in a metal cover with holes punched into it. 

 

“I said I was sorry!” The wraith said as he began crying in sorrow.

 

A belt of ammunition was being fed from a box into the side of the machine gun, the top lifted and the first round on the belt was used to guide the rest of it through the mechanism that will break the belt and push the round forward into the chamber. This large gun had three metal legs that helped secure it to the ground and the succubus behind it looked intimidating in their uniforms.

 

They all wore black pants and black boots that had belts running along the outside of them. These belts held various pouches that stored explosives and ammunition. On their torso’s were a type of open-backed halter top that was also in a dark color, with a red spade being the only accent where their heart would be if they were human. They also wore scarves with the lower jaw depicting the skeletal remains of sea monsters that the shore defense team had killed.

 

“When did the succubi become so powerful?” The wraith said this then felt a sudden sense of death and pulled back into the cave.

 

Ratatatatatatatatatatatat!

 

The large machine gun began firing at 520 rounds per minute, singing a song of death and destruction as enchanted rounds began to tear the rock into pieces. The wraith could only scream in horror, not caring how it sounded as sparks and pieces of ice flew everywhere. Rocks peppered the walls and pieces of metal bounced around the cave. This lasted until all 200 rounds in the belt were exhausted, and the wraith was reduced to half of its original size.

 

While still alive it was only barely so, soon the sound of boot steps could be heard near the mouth of the cave. The wraith was barely alive, and soon the two flames in its gaseous body focused on a succubus who walked in. She leaned forward and placed a glass jar on the ground with her free hand, her other arm holding a shotgun. Her tail then moved forward and slid it toward the wraith, then she threw the lid of the jar forward, her meaning was clear.

 

“Wait, I wa-” The wraith began but was cut off.

 

Snap!

 

The sound of the succubus’ tail whipping in the air silenced the wraith, she then pointed her gun at him then moved to the jar with it. Her eyes showed that she would not take any more shit from him today, this was mirrored in the eyes of more succubi who soon entered the cave all holding guns and pointing them at the wraith.

 

 “Okay, I am goi-” The wraith said, but was silenced again.

 

Boom!

 

The rocks next to its gaseous body exploded in sparks that flew everywhere, this caused more damage to the wraith. It suddenly felt fear from the deepest part of its existence, when it looked to the succubi who fired next to it, it saw that she was holding a finger in front of her mouth while her tail was pointing aggressively at the jar. Her meaning was clear.

 

The wraith slithered over the ground and surrounded the glass jar, it discovered that the jar was enchanted. The wraith was forced to maneuver itself inside of the jat and it kept fighting to squeeze all of itself inside, just as it was trying to rearrange itself it felt the top of the lid plop on, sealing itself inside the jar. A few turns of the lid later, plus a few rubber bands, and he was imprisoned inside of the jar even further, then he was stuffed inside of a bag.

 

The lid of the jar was sealed and the wraith was unable to open it, but he could hear the succubi begin talking to each other animatedly.

 

“He dares insult the great succubi?! Does he think that our leader is someone who just grovels before anyone?!” The succubus said in outrage.

 

“We taught him a lesson, I should make this into a lamp and hang it next to my bed!” One of the succubi said angrily.

 

“What should we do with this bastard?” Another asked.

 

“Give it to Kera.” One said.

 

***

Meanwhile…

Succubus Homeland, Research facility

 

Rex was hiding at the entrance of his workshop, that was because he did not want to interrupt what he was seeing on the other side of the doorway. In the large concrete building, standing in front of the mill, he could see a little succubus standing on a stool. Off to the side was a large bear sleeping in a large ball of fluff, she had needed him to do some heavy lifting for her. Nex to her mill was a second one that Rex had constructed for himself, this had angered Shaya.

 

What she had done was take the mill apart, and connect it to her mill in series. Using this method she was able to control one mill and have all of her movements mirrored onto the second mill. This allowed her to effectively control two of the machines at once, this doubled the amount of work she could perform. Seeing this setup that she had rigged together made Rex both shocked, and feeling a sense of awe.

 

Rex was stunned, he built a mill for the sole reason of testing his mana control, when he found he could move the head around like a part of his own body, he was stunned. He realized that him building his own machine must have affected Shaya in some way, she hadn’t been happy that he made one. Little did he know, she had gotten upset for another reason altogether.

 

Compliments, a little succubus needs them to feel good about herself! When she had been working extra hard at her mill she was completely ignored as Rex worked on his projects. This made Shaya hate the mill that Rex had made for himself, she couldn’t wait to take it apart. Then when she had succeeded, she suddenly had this idea to see if the mill could copy her, and she succeeded.

 

Rex turned and stood in the hallway that was outside of his workshop, he then leaned against the cool concrete wall with a smile on his face.

 

“first Shou comes up with something incredible, now it is Shaya’s turn. Every time that I think we don’t have enough workers and that we are surrounded by problems, an answer presents itself.” Rex muttered. 

 

Suddenly Rex was starting to see a way to build a large-scale factory, one that could churn out cans at a crazy rate. To keep up with the amount of food that the succubi were producing, he would need to produce almost 400 cans an hour. That was only to keep up with the current rate of monster meat production. In reality, it would be better if he could produce close to 1000 cans an hour, that way they can store other goods.

 

“Kira, you left me a lot of problems,” Rex muttered as he went to his laboratory on the other side of the hallway and walked inside of it.

 

Inside of this lab, a large plastic tub could be seen, inside of it a bubbling blue mush could be seen. These were the remains of the mushrooms that Rex was solving to turn into pure mana. Reaching over, he grabbed a large beaker and added a bit more acid to the reaction. This caused it to start bubbling faster.

 

“This should finish tomorrow, and it looks like Shays is going to finish an extra engine,” Rex muttered as he pulled out a blank sheet of paper. “I can make a simple can-making machine relatively easily, I only need to solder the can, add bends for structure, and stamp out lids. The bottom is joined by heat, and the top is pressed on after the can is filled with food.”

 

Metal sheeting would be put on the machine using a large roll, it would then be cut into rectangles to make the cans. A smile spread across his face as he began to see a way to make the enchanting work to his favor, he would copy Shaya’s method and run several machines that did the same job in series. His pencil danced across the sheet of paper as an assembly line was slowly made and then he broke down each section into parts and pieces.

 

“I never thought the first production machine I would be making was a canning machine,” Rex said and sighed. 

 

One of his early jobs was on a dock in a canning plant, the smell of it was enough to still give him nightmares sometimes. 

 

“I wonder if they are having any luck with the pattern in the beastmen’s stomach?” Rex muttered.

 

***
Meanwhile…

Succubus Homeland, Pride of Men cafeteria

 

Normally this was a place for men to relax together and bond over talks of culture and all manly things. Today that peaceful atmosphere was destroyed by a large crowd of succubi. All around the large white tent, using the stolen wooden furniture of the elves, all of the various well-dressed beastmen had succubi following them around, eyeing their stomachs. Some of them had taken a much more active approach though.

 

“Hurry! Digest it already so I can get the print!” A succubus was yelling, in front of her was a large raccoonman whose mouth was filled with pieces of sea monster meat.

 

She looked over at her competition, they all had notebooks and were also fighting to get the print from the beastman’s stomachs. The succubus turned back to the raccoon and began to use her tail as a ram to force the food down its throat. She felt like if he ate faster then he would also start digesting it sooner.

 

“I can get a position at the plating factory if we succeed! Hurry up and digest! What if we make you run around? Will you digest faster?!” The succubus refused to believe she could lose, she had seen the announcement first on the town board. “I need this print!”

 

The succubus watched as a piece of greasy meat almost fell on the raccoonman’s shirt, but she used her tail to grab it and stuff it back into his throat. She nodded happily as she grabbed a sheet of paper and focused closely on his stomach, this raccoon was bound to the chair in front of her. She smiled as a plate of food was brought to her by another member of the Pride of Men, he had a sorry look on his face.

 

“Time to get my job at the plating factory!” She said as her tail reached into the food and grabbed a scoop of it.

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