บท 2: Chapter 2 Very ungame-like, starting his base, bullets fly~
Mikhail commanded his lasher tanks to explore the area outside of the cave as he was able to see what they saw no matter how far they were the only problem was he could only focus sights on one thing at a time... for now.
It was enjoyable to hear the voice of the driver as they all answered.
"Lasher tank ready!"
It was always amusing to hear them roll the 'R' when they spoke but back to more important details.
Before he sent them on a scouting mission to which they complied differently than the usual answer as they drove their vehicles out of the large cave.
"As you wish, master Yuri!"
It was weird yet at the same time, it satisfied his vanity. (yeah stroke that ego!)
Mikhail unknowingly had a large grin plastered upon his face as his construction yard was deployed showing a castle-like building with the usual purple sign at the center, As he was enjoying this view he felt seven minds get within his range of mind control that felt odd as well.
Mikhail was feeling emotions filled with reverence, loyalty... and yearning from one of them?
His ability to read emotions, thoughts, as well as mind control, was one of the things he had to be wary about as the boy needed to be within 100 meters to control anyone!
One of the flaws that his enemies had taken advantage of in the past, this led him to be killed by an arrow or by magic from a distance in the past.
Now that he thought about it, one of the magic arrows smashed into his heel, while a regular arrow pierced his knee... Why does that sound familiar? (Troy and Skyrim anyone?)
After setting such thoughts aside, the psychic turned to see who it was, only to find 7 of his initiates kneeling within 10 meters of him as they waited patiently for him to finish whatever he was doing.
There was another odd thing about this the initiates were different than usual they were like the usual clones that he remembered that were commonly used within his army's ranks.
Some were tall, some were short, with another fucked up problem, all of them were bald women with pointed ears!
Their outfits were skin-tight clinging tightly to their flesh as their curves made him freeze as usually, they were men, at least clones of men, so his eyes explored their bodies as if ravishing them, however, that wasn't what he was doing not intentionally, Mikhail was just weirded out by this!
Nor did he underestimate these initiates since there was one time a regular initiate burned down a whole city in his name by itself during one of his dreams and it was a female one thus he knew better than to judge without letting them grow!
Right now, there were no sexual thoughts within his mind as Mikhail was trying to make sure that he wasn't imagining things... at least for now.
He cleared his throat, as the construction for anything wasn't like the game in fact it took days to weeks depending on how much it cost as every 100 funds added another day, but unlike the game, he can create multiple barracks and war factories to speed up the process of building an army~
Then returned his gaze to the kneeling initiates as he commanded them.
"Split into two groups of three and explore the cave"
Before pointing at the initiate that seemed like a leader type which was the tallest one and held the thoughts of yearning then continued.
"You are to be my personal bodyguard! you are to guard me as I turn my focus to my lasher tanks! is that understood?"
While the other ones had a tinge of jealousy for not being chosen they obeyed nonetheless before heading out as they were happy to follow his commands and to be of use judging from the feeling he felt.
Mikhail made his way to the construction yard as he remembered, it doubled as his mansion while letting his thoughts roam elsewhere as the feelings of the initiate he had in tow was elated to be chosen while maintaining a 5-feet distance from him as they were heavily under the belief that only those that he had granted the privilege to can go past.
The initiate had some interesting and peculiar thoughts as she followed him.
"does the master seek the body of this lowly peon? no no, this one shouldn't think of such things, this one must ensure the safety of the master, although it would be an honor to be of use to him somehow."
These kinds of thoughts went on, but one thing was for sure, they were EXTREMELY loyal to him just like in the game willing to sacrifice themselves as it was an 'honor' to be of use to him even to the bitter end.
Mikhail, on the other hand, was wondering how he can exploit this as he remembered another thing common within his dreams before muttering out.
"status"
Name: Yuri(Mikhail Dubynin)
Race Modified Human
Title: Psychic Master, Cold Hearted Conquerer, Poisonous Snake. ETC
Funds: 10,000 - 600 > 9400 (ongoing construction)
Units 11
>Five lasher tanks
>Seven initiates
building tab (currently busy)
>Bioreactor (pending)
Defense tab (ready)
>Wall
Infantry tab (locked)
Vehicle tab (locked)
Walls are something that many people that played the game tend to neglect it was something quite valuable at the very beginning!
Since regular infantry cannot get past it without any help of vehicles or other types of troops, it can act as a delaying object or if you placed your buildings a certain way a perfect trap to capture enemies and allow yuri's clones to mind control a majority of the enemies without getting harmed~.
If done properly it's like feeding the enemy to your troops~
Mikhail saw the usual status except for the titles as these kinds of dreams were like letting him continue from where he left off, letting him keep his 'earnings' from his previous dreams.
So yes, he had numerous titles both good ones and bad ones.
He began the construction of the wall, before switching his sight to the lasher tanks who had come across an interesting sight, an army of humans numbering around 700 or so were fighting against some strange monsters that looked like deformed brutes while being 2, no, at least three times bigger.
The monster's numbers were over a hundred feasting upon any unlucky human that they managed to grab, letting their blood and gore scatter and spray out covering the ground with it.
Yet this brought no reaction to him, as this was a common sight in war as he had seen this too many times be it from his enemies or his own people.
He looked at them wondering how to exploit this situation, before having his tanks set up to prepare for their next action.
Mikhail had the tanks watch from afar as he wanted, no, NEEDED information, as this will be vital to his future plans as well as what to watch out for.
It did take long as the armored humans began cladding themselves in aura or mana or qi, he wasn't sure but either way, it looks like it will be another interesting challenge as he dealt with worlds that had mana or aura, the one thing he didn't want to deal with again was the annoying cultivators, yes, cultivators.
Like the first time he dreamt of such a world before, it was a very 'stimulating' ending that he received as an immortal woman took an interest in him then fucked him to death as she was a dual cultivator that said something about having an excessive amount of yang, so she lost herself and drained him dry in one go!
Back to the main point since the topic is straying away from the issue at hand.
There were no robed people waving their wands around, so there was a high chance that this world was an aura-type world or the mages were waiting for the perfect moment or were absent from this army.
Mikhail released a sigh of annoyance as he didn't like moving around the world lacking information about how they defended themselves.
Since the last time he did something like that he was cut to pieces, yes, of course, he didn't always win but at the same time, such endings made him very meticulous when it came to information gathering about any possible enemy even for the weakest of monsters.
He was even crippled badly by a lowly slime for underestimating it.
So in the report, he was making for this world, Mikhail wrote.
World of either aura or mana, since there are no people flying around on swords and the like.
Threat level: currently rated around Medium AI.
Chances of immortals: Unable to verify at the moment!
Technology level: medieval times (current location)
Races that exist:
>humans: confirmed
>Other races: unable to verify at the moment!
>monsters: confirmed
Feeling a little bored Mikhail had the lasher tanks aim at the weakest of the monster's group and fired ignoring the humans near the target.
Why was he doing this?
because this was a probe unlike in the game his tanks can fire at targets that are a few miles away and he was also exploiting another thing that does happen like in the game.
With the number of people and monster's within their range.
how many of them will gain a rank up?
regardless Mikhail stole a line from the Gatling tank with a sinister smirk.
"Let the bullets fly!"
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