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Neo stood before Veya in the dim light of the clearing. She squinted at him, eyes sharp behind her glasses.

"You are the chosen one by Goddess Pyra, aren’t you? I can feel how much pyro holy power is radiating from you. And the fact you’re still standing here in front of me means my laboratory isolating methods failed. Hmm. Which means you would make a great lab rat!" Veya clapped her hands together, a bright grin spreading across her face.

She leaned closer. "Then I would need a lot of your help, of course. I heard how much you love mana stones, and I’m ready to pay you for it."

Neo flicked her forehead with two fingers. "This is not the time. I want your help to stop this massive robot the elders are trying to send toward my tribe."

Veya’s grin widened. "Of course. How can I help you?"

"Tell me the main weakness of the robot. And I don’t mean the trick of attacking behind its legs."

Veya paused, thinking. Her mind raced through designs, calculations, old experiments. She wanted to be remembered as the smartest scientist in the whole forest. She wanted a ruler she could show her inventions to. She wanted to escape the loneliness that had filled so many days alone in her labs. She wanted to understand herself. Yet she hid painful memories, grew addicted to power, feared losing control, and judged others harshly. Friendship pulled at her, but she feared getting hurt. Loneliness felt like a shield. Time spent on people felt like time stolen from becoming the best.

"There is a better weakness," she said at last, "but reaching it would be more dangerous."

"Where is it?"

"At the robot’s pyro reactor. It uses that intense heat to turn it into electricity. That electricity is the robot’s own energy." She tugged Neo’s sleeve. "I really don’t know if even with Goddess Pyra’s blessing you could manage to survive. But destroying it would surely end the robot."

Neo thanked her. He turned to Sai. "Do you have any magic scroll to talk with my harem back in the Nyx tribe?"

Veya tilted her head. "What do you want to know?"

Even as she asked, the same desires burned under her skin.

Neo sighed. "I want to know the robot’s tracks and how far it has advanced toward the Nyx tribe."

"Easy," Veya said. "Take me back to my laboratory and I’ll get that tracking device for you. I already planted one on the robot before the elders took it. Those idiots wouldn’t know where I hid it."

Neo grinned. Sai looked at Veya and thought the two of them would really get along. Then Sai lifted them both with the robe, fully evading the red zone this time.

They reached the laboratory. Veya rushed inside and rummaged through her devices until she found a small one with a red light. She pressed a button. A 3D hologram flared to life. The massive robot marched toward the Nyx tribe, already more than halfway there.

Neo cursed. "Sai, wait here with Veya. I’ll go alone. It’s more dangerous if you follow and expose yourself to unnecessary risk."

Veya walked over, took a chip from the tracking device, and slotted it into a watch she handed him. The hologram now lived on his wrist.

"Thank you," Neo said.

"You’re welcome. You already saved me."

Sai nodded. Veya grinned. "Come back here safe and sound. I don’t want to lose my only sample for experiments."

Neo laughed. "I’ll go now." He ran, following the watch.

He stopped when the robot filled his vision. Athletic. Every piece served a purpose. It looked almost like a humanoid walking.

Neo dashed to the left foot, waited for it to come down, hugged the metal, and climbed. He reached the area behind the legs and struck. Nothing. The robot kept moving.

He cursed. The elders must have fixed that weakness. Not much distance remained to the Nyx tribe. "Come up with a solution fast, Neo. Fast!"

Only the reactor was left. He gritted his teeth and climbed toward it. Heat slammed into him the moment he entered. His skin smelled like cooked meat. He wrapped himself in a dense barrier of pyro mana. It helped a little, but the reactor absorbed pyro mana. The closer he got to the heart, the weaker the barrier became.

He cursed again, then remembered something from physics. He still had almost ten thousand mana blocks of hydro attribute—enough to fill ten massive lakes.

He grinned. Genius. He dumped every drop into the reactor heart. Water roared. The reactor cracked, cooled, died. The robot’s massive form dropped.

Neo wiped his forehead. He had stopped it before it reached the tribe. Then he looked at the map. The robot had fallen in the same red zone he had run from earlier. The shockwave would have alerted everyone—Nyx tribe and the red women both. Raya was probably already on her way.

He saw her step from the bushes. A quest-completion notification chimed. At least he could talk with her a little.

He adjusted his pants, walked over, and grinned. "Do you see this massive robot?" He kicked the metal. "I destroyed it alone."

Raya shouted, "Red Indian proud women, leave your spots and grab this man! Take him to the punishment room!"

Two red-skinned women seized him and dragged him away. If he hadn’t drained so much mana he would have broken free easily.

"What is this punishment room?" he asked.

The one with a scar grinned. "The place that will be your new home."

They hauled him into the village. White tents stood in neat rings. Women danced around fires. Neo asked where the men were.

Raya took him from the women’s grip and kept walking. "Men? We red Indian women are always born women. We increase our numbers with hostages like you."

She reached a room marked Public Breeding Room, threw him inside, shackled all four limbs, stripped him bare, and whistled. "He’s ready. Who’s going first?"

The scarred woman—massive ass, massive breasts—spoke up. "Me, boss. I haven’t had a good fuck in a long time."

Raya grinned. "Alright, Bee. Don’t break him."

Raya’s own desires pressed close: to be appreciated by the other red women for every effort she made, to gain the wisdom a chief was supposed to hold, to become a better person, to prove she was the best chief the tribe had ever known. Yet she overthought every decision, expected disappointment, feared losing the ones she loved, and sabotaged her own happiness. She wanted to be the strongest chief in red Indian history, but feared her resolve was not enough. She wanted to prove her worth, but feared hunting alone would never be enough. She wanted real bonds with the other women, but feared betrayal.

Bee slammed the door behind her. "Finally some time to blow off steam. Don’t scream, kid. You’re trapped here with me."

Neo’s energy surged back. He snapped the shackles, freed his twelve-inch cock, and looked her dead in the eye. "You’re the one trapped in here with me."

Bee’s grin turned wry. Fear and hunger mixed in her stare at the thick length.

Neo spun her, shoved her against the wall, and slid her skirt down. Her ass rose like a hill—top-three he’d ever seen. It shook with every breath. He pushed his cock into her tight asshole in one long thrust until his hips met her soft red cheeks. He gripped her supple skin. The feathered necklace tickled his thigh as he drove deep.

Bee moaned, low and wet. Outside, the other women sneered. "Another broken toy?"

Ten minutes later only Bee’s moans filled the room. Curiosity won. They peeked.

Bee—the toy-breaker—wore a full ahegao, tongue out, eyes rolled, cum leaking from both holes. Neo pinched her stiff nipples with one hand and fingered her dripping pussy with the other while he kept pounding her ass. Squelch. Slap. Her body jerked with every thrust.

Neo lunged, yanked another woman inside. The rest lined up on instinct.

He folded the new one into a mating press and thrust hard and fast, hips rising and falling like a machine. The watching women stared with open envy.

Three hours later Neo stopped. A mountain of spent red bodies lay behind him. He ran.

He left the tribe, left the red zone, and returned to Veya’s laboratory.

Inside, Veya tried to grab Sai for experiments. Sai darted in tight circles, just out of reach.

Neo jumped between them, shielding Sai. No way he would let Veya turn his woman into a lab rat.

"Why do you want to capture her?"

Veya held up a sample of Sai’s blood. "Look at this. Sai isn’t a normal human like you. Look at her genes—mixed with devil blood in perfect harmony. I doubt she was born naturally."

Sai shouted, "No way! I was born naturally. The problem is you!"

Veya pushed her glasses up. "Since you were born biologically like this, it’s even more shocking. I estimate the importance of your research at B-rank. Neo is S-rank."

Neo said, "Sai and I are heading back to the Nyx tribe. If you need something, talk to us with the magic scroll."

Veya nodded. "I’ll call when I need you for experiments. Pay will match how dangerous they are—mana stones accordingly."

Neo nodded. Another source of mana stones. He left with Sai toward the Nyx tribe.

They entered the throne room. Neo ordered Martha—who had taken charge of the army in Sai’s place—to destroy the signal-disturbing device. He planned to give it to Veya later, to show what his system could create, yet he feared it still would not be enough to convince her to join him.

He shook his head, sat on the throne, and closed his eyes. The wounds he had ignored finally spoke.

Neo’s desires were clear: to be remembered as a great king who made the lives of the poor better, to find inner peace, to define himself, to reach fulfillment. Yet he feared losing status, took everything personally, refused to admit mistakes, and grew irrationally stubborn. He wanted to show strength in front of his women, but feared giving them too much hope so they would lean on him harder. He wanted to heal old traumas with their help, but feared one of them might someday reopen the wounds.

He drank healing potions until the worst of the pain faded. Then the choice settled. He needed a food storage area. The Nyx tribe kept growing. Demands rose. Alvina had asked for it only a week ago. He needed the safest place possible. Any weak spot and enemies would burn it down.

A quest notification flashed.

**Quest: Stop the orcs as they try to expand their territories into the Nyx tribe.**

**Time remaining: 4 days.**

**Failure: Your death and the Nyx tribe’s death.**

**Reward: Ability to copy a skill of any monster or person you hit. Success depends on how much weaker the target is and racial compatibility.**

Neo gulped. He opened the system map. A huge square of red dots crawled toward the tribe. He did not trust the distances. He checked the watch, searched "orcs." The real distance was much closer.

He sighed. The system was great at almost everything except locations and distances.

He considered which woman to bring, then shook his head. He wanted to go alone this first time. He needed space to think.

He found Martha talking with Sai about army food rations. He interrupted. "I’m going on a far quest. Probably a few days. I’ll keep the village safe in the meantime."

Sai grinned. "So what would you do instead of saving our Nyx village?"

Neo grinned back. "Making love to you?"

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