Collide Gamer Chapter 2109 – Prep Time

‘Fantastic timing.’ John retreated out of Sylph, leaving the volt bunny giggling, drunk on cock. The load he had just finished pumping into her began to trickle out. Nathalia took to her favourite treat imdiately. Well, her opinion on whether or not cum tasted better straight from the source or from another woman’s cunt changed based on her whims. ‘Not that I mind which one it is.’

John lifted up Aclysia’s legs, shimmied beneath them, then let her thick thighs plop down across his lap. After spending the last few hours since the ssenger had left engaged in so variety of sex, he was now ready to take a break. Much as he loved obliging his barely controlled nymphomania, he needed his breaks.

Which did not stop him from kneading his second wife’s generous derriere. Aclysia only sighed at his touch, still a bit out of it after he had decided to spike her sensitivity to the maximum. It had created a sizable ss on the couch, scrambling her brains in the process. She would clean up the forr after the latter rebooted.

‘This is why maids are the best,’ John thought and opened up his Character Sheet. As he had done habitually in recent levels, he dumped it all on Intellect. He had enough excess mana regeneration for the mont to ignore Wisdom, hopefully all the way until he got Intellect to 2500.

The goal was 698 points away – 87 levels. ‘174 days of maxing out the Experience of Love,’ John thought. ‘And probably my last major power spike that cos from Stats. I might pick up Strength 500 before I reach the Max Level as well, but that’s more of a vanity project… Actually, I really shouldn’t. Multi-scaling from the Creator Puppet is too good.’

Nathalia would be a bit annoyed that he didn’t invest in the extra hip strength. She would survive though. Maybe he couldn’t cause localized earthquakes by fucking her, but even at his current Strength, he could break the bed and then the concrete floor beneath the bed. Plus, no one in the harem could claim they were sexually unfulfilled.

Well, so brats would claim it, but that was to goad him into rocking their world.

‘4 Class Levels available… and I cleared the last Class Challenges for Monster Girl Creator and Lover with my Ambassador Double yesterday.’ They had been extrely easy, just ti heavy. Polishing Aclysia’s horns, helping Delicia with so experints, grooming Jane’s tail, playing catch gas with Fianna, that sort of thing. Most of them allowed him to get the Lover Challenges done in parallel, which were usually dating and kissing related.

Taking Class Levels without the whole of his harem present typically left a bit of a bad taste in his mouth. Those were connective monts where they deliberated together what was best not just for him but for all of them. Alas, with another godly challenge around the corner, he made the executive decision to get the Levels right that mont. He was sure they would forgive him this.

‘One in Lover, one in Monster Girl Creator, two more left… mhm…’ He looked at his list of other Classes he could level at that mont. There were a lot, their Challenges cleared either by accident, out of boredom, or, most frequently, a nagging sense of completionism. So of the Classes were practically guaranteed not to get touched for centuries. Housekeeper and Thief were the primary examples of that. Tech Reader was also down there, though there was a bit of an argunt to be made for it at least. Taking so of the load off Scarlett would be good.

It wasn’t a priority. It also wouldn’t help him in this situation. A level in Disciple was more likely to achieve that. It would be the 5th Class Level. John nodded to himself. He would do that. It left him with one more to spend. Had Master of Magic been ready, he would have spent it on that in a heartbeat.

‘Well, three is good enough,’ John decided and tapped the button on Disciple. Starting with the least exciting choice was how he liked to go about things.

All three of these were great. Two of them were a bit dull, as Stat increases tended to be, but great all the sa. The one that had his attention was the one that did not have any benefit for his current situation.

Fusion’s territory was enormous. Chances that this would net him at least one teorite were… not enormous, but also not miniscule. He had gotten one by pure luck before. Who knew how many he would lose? Even with Ehtra enriching the material, more was better.

‘Well, that doesn’t help … but I am still going to do it,’ John thought and pressed the button. He imdiately got to constructing the Observatory back in the Guild Hall. ‘Lover next.’

As per usual, the Lover choice was a difficult one. The Perfected Harem Comms were a massive utility, the Mark Upgrades were an enormous set of buffs, and Swift to the Safe Ho was an imnse assurance.

It drew John towards the last choice instinctively, but he stopped himself. ‘Consider the cost,’ he told himself. ‘It’s not that great of a safe option. It takes them away from a lethal blow. Unless I keep a healer stationed at the Guild Heart at all tis, it might do more harm than good. At least out on the field, I can try to get Undine to them.’

The longer he looked at it, the less enticing that one beca. Without an assurance that they would survive after the teleport, it was just not that great. The Perfected Harem Comms, on the other hand, beca greater the longer he looked at it.

Voice comms were obviously great. To date, they had only suffered full cutting of the Harem Comms once and that ca from Izha. That ant they could have a way to communicate that was 99,999% safe, could not be spied on by any other ans than being present as they said sothing, and was always available. Unlimited picture saving also ant that they had a personal archive of mories and evidence that could not be ddled with, which was incredibly valuable. The search function would be nice in the far future, allowing them to read back on what they had chatted about a decade ago.

Did that beat the Mark Upgrades?

Difficult to say. The extra Guild Hall levels were enormous, of course. From a pure material perspective, it was the greater one. Perfect Harem Comms, however, was just so convenient… to hear the voices of his won wherever he went…

The utility was just too great.

He tapped the button. Not ten seconds later, Jane was calling him. He tapped the green accept button. “Ya dick!” she declared. “It’s just a god, ya don’t need to do Class Perks to beat him!”

“I like to be on the safe side,” John disagreed. “Plus, now you can join for the last one.”

Momo, tra, Ehtra, Lorelei, Lydia, Moira, Scarlett, Nightingale and Undine all joined the call in swift order. A couple of testing taps revealed the video call function, which was just another bit that made all of this so much better.

“Lover Perk 8?” Scarlett asked.

“Indeed.”

“What did you give up for this?” After telling the technomancer, she made a sour face. “Annoying, but I think this was the correct choice.”

Lyndell entered the call now. Silently, she activated the cara and swerved it around to reveal Nia and Eliana behind her. The blood mage was reading one of Maximillian’s books on noble behaviour. Whether she read that one for herself or her child… well, the answer was probably both.

“Oh, we can unlock the cara?” Momo asked. “How did you do that?”

“I just grabbed it.” Lyndell said.

The next minute was a bit disorienting. Everyone grabbed their display window and moved it about. A simple rule beca quickly manifest: they could not leave the fra. Whenever they tried to, the ‘cara’ would follow them automatically. They could walk a good deal away from the window, but if they got too small it suddenly snapped forward. There was no set distance to it. Rather, it appeared to be set to them needing to be present in so percentage of the video feed.

“I enjoy this.” Lydia positioned her window to show her from a side angle. Unlike the rest of them, she was clothed inside her private area. A golden shirt and dark green pants made for a classical look. Her workstation was similarly plucked out of the Enlightennt era. “It removes the cumberso aspects of phones.”

“Are you writing with a quill right now?” Jane asked.

“I am.”

“Why?”

“Because so people are bribed by written acknowledgent alone. Taking an hour to hand-pen a letter is cheaper than coin.” She dipped the feather in the inkwell. “I also enjoy the craft.”

“…I do wonder about sothing… which one of you is in the most private setting right now?”

“I’m alone in an ancient ruin together with Ehtra, tra and Lorelei. I’d say that’s fairly-“

“Momo, cum.”

“D----ick!” Momo pressed out, while her upper body bobbed up and down. He didn’t need to see her thighs to know those thick things were struggling mightily to keep her upright through the spasms. “Dick!” she reiterated after the orgasm had faded. “You can’t just do that! Perv! Idiot! Pervy idiot!”

“You can always just refuse them,” John said with a smirk. “All of my voice commands work on a consensual basis. You know that.”

“Cock!” Momo insisted.

“Well, now that I know that, unlike phones, my voice-based magics work through this… what do you have to report?”

“We found the map to the place,” the fairy said, dropping her pout quickly. “We also found an interesting object… We’ll probably need the crafting crew to get back together soon.”

“Interesting…” John did not drill her further. Likely, there was a guide or sothing around and she was being vague on purpose. “Jane, can you spare Hailey and Delicia?”

“I guess.” Jane did not sound too enthused about it, but there were many, many, many worse fates than being left alone with Moira.

“Contact Lee whenever you need her. She can travel back and forth easily.”

“Where is she?” Nia asked, from Lyndell’s background.

John turned 180 degrees, then pointed at the harem’s youngest. She lay on the second half of the large couch, across the coffee table, and cutely snored in her post-coital coma. “I went a bit wild today. Everyone with is either out or out of the house. Scarlett, can you make it ho?”

The last missing mber of the crafting crew just shrugged. “Negotiations have been smooth. I don’t think Beatrice needs here.”

The passive maid spoke from sowhere off-screen, “Statent: I do not.”

“So you can have the crafting crew.”

tra smirked at the cara. “We’re also going to try and contact ol’ Grim.”

“…Alright… I’ll ask for more details on that once you are no longer looking around an ancient ruin,” John remarked. “Anyway, I’m getting one more Class Level. Everyone ready?”

“No,” Undine joked. It was difficult to tell, but John knew.

“Which Class, my patriarch?” Nightingale asked.

“Monster Girl Creator.”

“I could have guessed that. Proceed, please.”

“Let just…” John tried to move the cara so everyone could see the window.

“No need,” Moira inford him. “It has appeared in the corner of the interface. We can all read it.”

“That’s convenient,” the Gar said.

Lorelei clasped her hands together, praying as she walked. “The Lady knows what you prioritize, Saint, and provides us with insight.”

“That’s a way to put it.” Reading the window himself, he humd and ahh’d together with everyone else. “Up until five minutes ago, I would have gone with End of Boundaries.” He rubbed his chin. “Endless ntal communication range with my maids and tra feels like a bit of a waste now though.”

Claire suddenly appeared behind Nightingale. It was so quick that the harpy herself was startled, jumping out of her chair. “Why would you keep out of your mind, Master?” The vampire maid demanded to know. “I could be in your soul wherever you are! Your gorgeous thoughts, mine to behold. Mine! I love you, why can’t I have that? I just love you so much, please! Pleasepleasepleaseple-“

John snapped his finger. “Claire, calm!”

The hypnotic suggestion prompted the obsessed woman to hit the ntal reset. After a couple of well-paced breaths, she cleared her throat. “It is my deeply founded belief, Master mine, that you should consider End of Boundaries.”

“You should consider not giving a heart attack!” Nightingale sounded genuinely upset. “Where did you even co from?”

“I was here the entire ti.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“I was unaware you were so sneaky.”

“I have many talents.”

“I am probably going with Pack ntality,” John inford everyone. “Monster Girl Supremacy is no benefit to us directly and I don’t feel like it’s a big enough buff either. Pack ntality shaves a huge bit of mana cost off my Upkeep. I might even be able to continue the alphabet.”

The joke landed to so slight chuckles. Jane did not laugh. “What’s next? G?”

“I was joking.”

“I ain’t.”

“Bad!” Momo declared. “Restraint!”

“Maybe later.”

“If this sacrifice must be made,” Claire sighed. “If you are willing to make sad your maid. If there is no path to convince you this is a mistake…”

“Afraid not… stop it, that pout is too powerful!”

Nightingale moved the cara so Claire’s red lips were no longer in the fra. “Push the button.”

With a heavy heart, John did. It really was done mostly for the Upkeep reduction. The aura bonuses were nice, but more of an afterthought. After the bonus was applied, he had 28 mana per second more available.

‘I have 9 AS under contract and I reduce that cost by 5 of them, then half the result,’ the Gar thought. ‘Man, I built everything I could to keep that cost down. More than worth it across every dinsion though.’

The call then turned into regular harem banter.