Local Netizen Elf’s Life In Another World

Case 320: RPG-7.

''Uh...''

No, look. I know I'm a terribly perverted person, but no matter how I stare at that... thing, it seems like it came straight out of an adult game. Not only does the monster look like it'll try to breed me instead of attacking me, but its tentacles are also strangely moist and... well, let's just say that they look almost comfortable to insert.

The most damning clue is that the pollen that this flower thingy is releasing has identical effects to those of my lewd aura.

No way. No one can argue that this was not made with those intentions in mind.

I mean, maybe that's just the way it hunts? You know, luring innocent prey in by clouding their minds. The males are used for nutrition, and the females can be used to lay eggs in... okay, stop.

No matter what it is, I have to exterminate these kinds of things. 

While my party members are still dazed at the monster's unexpected appearance, just like I do, I quickly pull out the Desert Eagle and get to work.

''Begone.''

With my current prowess, blowing away something like this only takes a few bullets. With enough concentration, I can even generate fresh bullets at a rate high enough to shoot full-auto on certain guns, too.

''Hmm...''

Though... isn't this too easy? Granted, most of the violent energy from the fissure quickly dissipated earlier upon shattering, so this is no more than a weak residue of that, but still...

Well, I guess there's no time to waste.

''Let's keep destroying these fissures first.'' I turn around and say. ''We'll split into pairs of two. This is just for safety.''

'''' Roger. ''''

Since it is obvious that everybody wants to go with me, I decide to randomly choose someone first so that the rest won't waste time mulling over this. And that person is...

''Tina. Can you help me?''

''Of course!''

And with that, our tedious clean-up begins.

Just as I thought, these fissures aren't always the same.

Some of them disappear altogether when destroyed, while others leak out remnants to form monsters or simply corrode the environment around them. Yet, the most concerning type out of those is probably the dungeon one, where the fissures leave behind a spatial rift instead of closing.

Let me explain.

For one, dungeons used to exist in this world. Many generations of demonkind before the current one used them as tools to lure adventurers and other explorers in—just as they are intended to be used. However, as mankind and other human-like races grew, they cleared out most of the dungeons.

Eventually, dungeons were perhaps deemed ineffective against mankind's developed strategies and caution. There are still several left in the world, some of which are historical sites but not working ones.

This time around, Eve has brought back this approach, I assume. As of now, we haven't entered them just yet, but we might have to at some point. Aside from being a giant trap, dungeons can also serve as a breeding place for monsters, and those can easily break out whenever they want.

Moreover, the energy I feel radiating from those rifts is quite alarming. It doesn't seem as though ordinary monsters will appear.

For now, we have decided to keep an eye on those while cleaning up the other fissures. Fortunately, as I have broken hundreds of those cracks, contemporarily named 'Dark Fissures,' I have gradually realized that I can make something for other people to break them.

Something that has just enough divine firepower, which I can also mass-produce... 

Yes, an RPG-7.

It's simple enough that we can easily make it with our current production prowess, and similarly, the warheads that the RPG uses can also be mass-produced by either Sariel or me as well.

In fact, that's what we're doing right now.

''Did you alter the blueprint you sent to Everwood?''

''Yeah. Even with training, some idiots will still be idiots.''

See, there's no problem with making divine power-infused RPG warheads for us. After completing the nuclear bomb, this is like dropkicking a toddler, almost.

The only small problem we have run into is that with rushed training, some safety protocols might be forgotten. For example, someone might stand behind a person shooting an RPG or something similar.

For that, we have altered the blueprint a bit.

Since we have stronger materials over here, and people can use mana, I have blocked off the rear of the tube altogether. The propulsion system is also being replaced, using the user's mana instead of a booster.

It's simple enough, so really, any mage can do it.

Well, the most important thing is still how they handle the warheads. Those things can sink several large ships at once, so.

Nonetheless, my next few days repeat themselves just like that.

I would sit at the desk and pump out warheads with Sariel for several hours, and then, when our divine power is low, we make out for a few hours. Afterward, a short sleep session ensues, and when we wake up, our bodies are ready for more warheads.

It's a bit uneventful but also efficient, so I won't complain.

''Hmm... say, Sariel.''

''Mhm?''

''What kind of monsters do you think I can safely do it with?''

Along with Luna, Sariel is perhaps the most easygoing one among my lovers when it comes to sex. Generally, she welcomes any type of wild idea I have, even if I do it with other people. After all, she considers sex as something similar to eating or listening to music—just a type of enjoyment one can have.

That is why I have disclosed my intentions to her. Thankfully, she totally supports my agenda, even saying she wants to go with me, too.

''You are asking the wrong question, Sylvia,'' Sariel replies. ''With your body, not even the most violent monsters can harm you that way. You should ask yourself what kind of monsters you are comfortable doing it with.''

''I suppose... but I'm too knowledgable about monsters.''

Scratching her chin, Sariel begins to list a bunch of different species, most of which I haven't even heard of.

''For starters, slimes might be a good one. I have seen some kinds of mutated plants that can breed female humans and elves alike, too. Their pollen can supposedly make you feel quite good. Ah, for your taste, golems might just be nice.''

''Oh...''

I... think so. It might be a bit rough, but I can do golems.

''That's about it for the morally fine ones. If you're looking for the 'most compatible,' though, goblins and ogres do exist, and minotaurs always welcome a fine female.''

''I'm kind of iffy about them, to be honest. And... minotaurs? They'll seriously rip my belly apart.''

''Exactly what I thought. I'd imagine insects are out of the question for you, too, and so are undead. What about unicorns?''

U-Unicorns? Is this the legendary 'horse cock'...?

''I'm not sure, to be honest. I guess I don't have a fetish for those things. Even the canine ones.'' I awkwardly smile. ''I really am picky, huh.''

''Not necessarily. Most normal people don't like interspecies intercourse in the first place.''

...So, I'm still the perverted one here.

I guess we can see what we have later. Of course, only if I successfully persuade my other lovers first.