Bloodmancer in the Jurassic Era: I use my Dinos to seduce Human mates Chapter 263 263: Platypus-faced Motherf*ckers

'Platypus-faced motherfuckers,' Jimmy kept raging internally, 'I hope their ship crash-lands into the ocean or so shit.'

Nevertheless, he kept a smile on his face. Ordinarily, no man would be sad around four won who saw him naked before, and would like to see him naked again, but Jimmy, being himself, was actually sad.

He tried to hold himself together, keep himself from losing his shit, his bananas, but it was hard. His lips shifted from a smile to a frown quite often, as if he was getting sloppy toppy from below a Thanksgiving table.

He wasn't getting head right now, but his head was surely hurting.

Anna, the sa woman he had unintentionally irritated, studied his face as if she was flipping through a book of quantum physics. His expressions were difficult to decipher at first, but as she had a closer look, she got to the root of his emotions, and confird her conclusion that she was upset.

"Alright, Jimmy," She snapped her fingers, as to get his attention, "If you don't want to sit down and relax, that's fine, but we don't have to act like awkward strangers. Do you want to talk about the bunker? I can pretty easily tell that you do."

"Yeah…" He sighed.

"Words cannot describe how pissed off I am," He added, "But does that matter? The aliens blew their shit up, and they're probably up and past the moon right now. It's not like we can hunt them down, and piss on their corpses."

"They're far past the moon," She added, "If they can arrange a controlled explosion, they can put a tir on a bomb as well. They're probably halfway ho by now."

Anna wanted to be punctual, perhaps to a fault. When Jimmy was silent afterwards, she realized that he had pissed him off. When he avoided eye-contact, she was especially sure.

She had to add, "I know you're upset, Jimmy, but you have to admit, it wouldn't make sense to kill them, especially since they didn't want anything to do with us. They left us be, even though we killed one of their own."

"Rember," She inched closer to him, and pressed her hand on his lap, "They could've bombed us as well, but they didn't."

"Well, fuck," He raised his head, vigilantly, "What if they planted a bomb above us as well? We could get blown to shits!"

"Calm down," She pinched him, "That wouldn't make sense. If they wanted to kill us, they could've blown up the entire mountain, along with their bunker. They fixed their door to protect us from the shockwave alone, so I doubt they want to hurt us."

The rest of the ladies got worried when they heard that they could've been in danger. This topic in its entirety was very foreign to them, and their head started hurting the more they listened to the conversation, so of course it was quite easy for them to fear what they considered foreign. What they didn't understand.

"Should I start running, or not?" Eni asked, "I'm too young to die."

"You won't die," Anna smiled at her, "Relax. Jimmy is just being paranoid."

"I hope that I am," He sighed, "If their plans work like their technology, then I can tell you for sure that they can be unpredictable. For fuck's sake, even if they did plant a bomb here, it could go off now, or twenty years later. You never know with them."

"They were below… above our noses last night, Jimmy," Anna kept having to remind him, "I'm pretty sure they figured out that we were the ones who ssed with their shit. If they wanted to take revenge, they would've taken the silver platter we offered ourselves as."

"Assuming they were scientists, they simply didn't want their technology to disrupt mother nature's pace of evolution." She added, "Natural Selection wouldn't work as effectively if so people ran around with laser pistols. You should know that… I an, we did kill one-thousand people last night."

All the assumptions Anna made, managed to irritate him a little bit. But then again, he was hoping that she was right, because the opposite of that would create a whole new layer of problems that he was not ready, or willing to deal with.

'If we die, we die,' He thought, 'I don't want to spend my day looking for a bomb. I don't have the fucking ti to do that either.'

Verbally, he expressed, "I hope you're right, baby girl."

"We have a lot of shit to do today," He added, "We can't make clones anymore, so we have to fight the rest of those bastards with what we do have. Our pet dinosaurs."

"You want to send our pets to war?" Nechi was quick to ask, "Jimmy… what if they get hurt? We don't have enough dinosaurs to fight armies, you know that."

"I know," He nodded, "I have plenty of mana, but thankfully, we don't have to use it on our pets anyti soon. I care about our pets too, don't worry."

Afterwards, he added, "I ant that we'll load the QTs up with rocks, and kill the enemy that way. There may be a total of one-thousand of them left, but they're spread apart, and far away from each other. We have plenty of ti to torture them with rocks, over and over. Hehe."

Jimmy started feeling a little bit better. He wasn't a psychopath, no, but it apparently was effective to talk about his emotions, in order to get rid of the sour ones.

Within the storm of happy hormones that hit him, and as his girlfriends smiled at him, cheering him on, respecting his ideas, he got yet another idea that might make him look like a psychopath.

He pitched, "Wait… what if we don't use rocks at all? What if we scare the shit out of them instead?"

"What do you an?" Mika asked, "You were there when we dealt with those bastards across the mountain. They don't look like the type that give up."

"Oh, I bet they will," He smiled.