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Futanari System Chapter 243: System
🕑 Added 2024-04-15 08:36:32 +0000 UTCAppearing back in my office, I shut out the world even as those at the front cleaned up the death there. In the streets, many people were cleaning up the undead and quelling rebellion. Martial law was still in place, and I was delegated to the back lines of a war I had brought this far.
Was I angry? Yes, I was. I would never have chased the Empire farther than our own trench lines. Discord among our barbarian forces was stronger under me than with the War Chief, but it became apparent that I had to make space for her to achieve something because no one recognized her achievements under my commands. The army viewed our collective decisions as mine, and I realized when it started.
The First kill of an A ranker. Hers got away, and even though I had nothing to do with that and it was all Queen Mira and Elder Lily, it did not matter. I was the person who brought about the circumstances for it, and that was the truth. Since then, I have been recognized for our defenses, as the logistics army created the fortress, and the war chief had no sway over my people.
And I would keep it like that.
She was subservient to me without even realizing how much ground she was giving when she did so. Without the Dragonic Tribe contributing an organized force to bring supplies to the front, she had no legs to stand on. The Bunny-kin Tribe was the second most powerful of the tribes, and our influence was spreading among the lower tribes at a dangerous rate back in the Beast-kin nation.
The Dragonic needed to show they were the most powerful and the muscle that kept the strength of the Beast-kin nation. Then I undermined that, and now they needed to claw that back with everything they had. All the Major achievements were from the Bunny-kin tribes. I was the one who did it, and our plans pushed us to do this. Now I realized something might happen to my plan as I contemplated, and my strength had to grow. I had to do something to develop it as a B ranker soon. I knew I was far from whatever made an A ranker an A ranker, but I needed to progress.
Even that woman, Mistress Sally, who dominated me back in the Demon lands, was stronger than me at the same age. It was a mystery how she did so, but I felt the raw strength in that woman, and she was frightening. She was progressing faster than I was. Would she be an A ranker the next time we meet while I squandered my time and remained a B ranker?
But worst of all, there was no way that this war would end soon. Even if the Empire sued for peace, the Dragonic would refuse. I knew that now after this last battle. They were desperate for an achievement, and they would not leave the front without getting one of large enough proportions. They were too desperate to remain in control. They would not even open up their treasury to regaining that.
Then again, maybe they had by now and were working on regaining control. I had a horrifying suspicion that after this war, The Beast-kin nation was going to have a Civil war. I would probably be the focus of this war, and I did plan on it. I could not lie to myself and say I was not thinking in these terms.
I was a treasonous Bunny-kin looking to Coup d' tat the current leadership of the beast-kin nation and reorganize it. It needed something to change, and the current tribal nature of the country made me wonder how it was even recognized as a nation. It was ridiculous, with tribes powerful enough to have more power over certain things while others had none. It was a complicated mess that needed to be destroyed.
One tribe was wholly responsible for defending the trade route to the Dwarven Kingdom. It was stupid, so I knew I had to do everything for this nation. I want to ensure my kids grow up in a stable environment that allows them to flourish. To abolish the stupid belief that the strong were the only ones who should procreate. Even the weak have a position in the nation I was looking to build, and now, I believe the Dragonic are waking up to the fact that the Tribes may not want them in charge.
It was funny that it took me gaining THE achievement of the War to wake up to it. Redscale probably noticed the pull I had even in the Main army's encampment and their respect for the Elite army, which was helping me organize them. But I had to give up too much when I pulled the Elite army back to the City as guards. Too much was happening in the City, and the main army was not following orders. I needed them out to restore order.
All of that led to this moment where I wished I did not have to pull up the system. Something about it was toxic in my mind. Even after my mother told me to exploit it. I still felt that it was some dark temptation. Not in a biblical sense but as if it was sinister from the god that gave it to me.
That last thought was something I hardly ever contemplated before, but that was it. Something about the god who gave it to me was what held me back. It was a nagging thing I never allowed myself to think about, but it felt like something was wrong with the information god gave me. It ate at me, but I was emotionally high and drained at the time of talking to the god. But the United States would not have fallen to a single EMP bomb even if it was over the eastern seaboard. The Military Industrial Complex was massive and was all over the world. They were strong, and their military technology superior. Their haste against us was because we were closing the gap quickly.
Yes, the nations would have had our new tech, but was it enough?
There lay the issue in my thoughts about the System. I did not think my Martyrdom would have produced the results they said. It seemed too much. Maybe the United States is being forced to comply with demands in certain aspects. But that nation was on a separate content from the rest. The border with Canada was undefended, but Canada couldn't do anything. There was no military. The Mexico border was more defended than it should be, too. That means they would have to create a foothold on the nation, and the United States had more weapons than people in the nation who were motivated by National pride.
But did that make the system poison? No, it just meant that God lied to me. Maybe they didn't, but I doubted it now that I allowed myself to think about it.
The thing is, despite all of my doubts, despite my current thoughts. I had to drink from the poison chalice at this time. I must reach my goals, protect my children, and hope for something from it; even after when my mother returned, I decided to try to venture into the void. I knew I would have to treat her first before doing it, and it was a risk on the battlefield, which this city still was.
I took a deep breath and decided to stop overthinking things. I had to move forward and do it now.
System Status.
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Status
Name: Chelsea
Age: 24-years-old
Titles: Heir to the High Silver Tower, Magical Genius, Research Maniac, Survivalist. Diplomat, Alchemist, Supreme Commander, The Just.
Race: Beastkin - High Magical Silver Bunny-kin
Level: 5
XP: 226/2000000
System points: 47600
Mana: 30000/30000
Strength: 62
Agility: 69
Reflex: 72
Vitality: 104
Toughness: 95
Regeneration: 17
Charisma: 85
Ingenuity: 56
Intelligence: 119
Wisdom: 177
Luck: 31
Points to Spend: 0
Shop - Items available;
Inventory - 0 slots Available;
Lottery - Available;
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The stat increases were minor but welcome as I pondered my stats. However, my level had increased after resetting the system shop. I could only express my surprise that I reached just under five hundred thousand experience in the few battles I participated in. I was battling so many C rankers and B rankers. I guess there were some people that I killed who were stronger than I thought. As always, the system gave me arbitrary experience, and I had yet to learn how it worked except for the person's strength.
I pursed my lips and realized I had only barely passed the mark by a couple hundred points. My system points were also a minor increase, which was a shame. But I was not about to get a bunch of women on a waterfront pregnant, not that Bunny-kin would mind. Other tribes might, but not the Bunny-kin. I looked at the system shop, opened it up, and took a look.
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Shop
Talent Shop
Skill Shop
Item Shop
Skill Shop
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Talent Shop
Like a River - 5000 Points
It's all a Canvas - 800 Points
Death is but a Walking Shadow - 300000 Points
That's a Style option - 10000 Points
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Skill Shop
Picking The Best - 400 Points
Sawing for beginners - 9000 Points
Justified - 70000 Points
Membrane Piercing - 2500 Points
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Item Shop
Cursed Plug of Saldarnus - 55000 Points
Burning Spiked Gauntlet - 15000 Points
Void Essence - 10000 Points
Pure Mana Crystal - 10000 Points
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Stat Shop
Agility Candy - 69000 Points
Strength Candy - 80500 Points
Wisdom Candy - 150000 Points
Creativity Candy - 35000 Points
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It was official in my mind. The costs on everything but the stat shop were random. A pure mana crystal and Void essence were two things that I would need to craft a top-tier staff that would blow my old one out of the water. My Staff was a generalist's tool for all types of magic, not just the void. But with those materials, I could make a staff that would allow me to control the Void mana with a great degree of precision, and it was desperately tempting to pick it up.
Then there were the Talents that got my attention, too. But I wasn't about to impregnate three hundred women to get the talent, although I was tempted by what the vague name was. Death is a walking shadow. It looked like a powerful talent to have, though. But I didn't know what to think about that. As for the candies, they were already out of my mind. Like a river was something interesting. Then there was It's All a Canvas, which was so cheap that I would pick it up.
I started to pick things in my mind and decided that I was going to purchase things. I would spend my points and see what would happen. I was hoping for some of these things to do what I needed them to do. With a sigh, I started to purchase from the system shop.
