Local Netizen Elf’s Life In Another World Case 312: The problem of nukes

Case 312: The problem of nukes.

Ever since civilizations ca and went, mankind of Earth has realized that their biggest enemy is no one else but themselves.

That was quite obvious when one tried to imagine doomsday scenarios, and when the Second World War concluded, this idea beca more prominent and plausible than ever.

The existence of nuclear weapons fundantally represents mutual destruction. If superpowers on Earth were to collide again, and these nuclear warheads were launched, nothing would be left but rubbles and wastelands infested with fatal radiation.

Now, enough of that. I'm not living on Earth anymore, and I probably won't be living there in the future, but I can at least learn sothing from my forr kin, right?

It's encouraging, really. I even feel proud.

Humans were and will be standing on top of their predecessors' shoulders to achieve greater and greater things throughout their ti in the universe. I guess I am receiving that honor as a forr human, too.

And I will use that knowledge to save this planet, so thank you, humans.

Okay, so let's get into it.

The most powerful nuclear head ever detonated was the Tsar Bomba, which created a mushroom cloud rising up to sixty-seven kiloters in the air and shattered glass windows seven hundred and eighty kiloters away. At that range, my mind is starting to lose its comprehension, but it's alright for now.

They let it burst in the air, but from what I can find, the total destruction area, if detonated on or near the ground, can reach thirty-five kiloters in radius, so... I think we can quite convincingly wipe out the demons' main city altogether if we have one of those.

''Hm...''

Needless to say, making a nuclear bomb is hella difficult, even if I have divine power. It'll probably not be effective on the last boss, who is literally a goddess, anyway. No, maybe slapping several of them will damage her?

Yeah, I an. The battles of gods can be boiled down to the 'who will exhaust their energy first' type of deal. Everybody with divine energy can regenerate and whatnot, so learning the thod of consuming the enemy's energy whilst conserving oneself's is essential.

I'd imagine a few nukes will do sothing, at least.

The reason I'm so sure Eve will be able to withstand a nuke of this scale is that I already have the anchor points to work with. I've seen the calamity first-hand, and based on her recent performance, she should be a bit stronger than Eva.

Now, take one Sylvia. If I exhaust every bit of my energy, and by that, I an self-exploding, I can probably produce a blast similar to what a Tsar Bomba can when detonated. I am confident I can survive near the center of the blast, too, if I pour everything into defense.

One Sylvia right at this mont is roughly around a third of Eva, and that's only counting general divinity, not even techniques and experience.

...I'm still quite far behind, huh.

Anyway, let's get to making the nukes. The great thing is that I have divine energy, which can be a substitute for a lot of hard-to-obtain materials, naly uranium 235, but the not-so-great thing is that I don't know shit about physics and chemistry aside from very superficial stuff.

In the first place, would the fissioning process be the sa and produce the sa effects as their counterparts on Earth? There's a whole lot more problems than one might think. Nonetheless, I think I know the way out of this.

It's simple—I live in [Aria], not Earth.

If I can sohow make it work with different elents shuffled, substituted, or added, it'll be fine. Well, now that it is clear, let's go find a helper.

''Hup...!''

So, I spring up from the chair and turn to the door. We're in Eva's temporary house after she almost blasted the hotel together with Liana away earlier, and my party mbers—except Anna, who's sleeping in my bed—are in the living area.

My room is located on the second floor, and when I glance over the railings at the shared space below, everyone is relaxing in their own way. The TV is on for so background noise, and the sound of Eva typing adds to the ambiance.

Resisting the urge to jump in between the drowsy elves on the couch, I walk up to Sariel.

''Do you have a mont, Sariel?''

''Hm? Go ahead.''

I feel a bit guilty seeing the dragoness's slightly drained face, but... t-that was an honest mistake. I never thought I'd beco a succubus...!

''Do you want to make nukes with ?''

''Obviously.''

Oh, wow. She recovers so quickly—look at her widening pupils. I guess I'd be excited if I were her, too. It's nukes, you know?

When we return to the room, Anna has sohow awakened, flicking her cat ears with tightly shut eyes and a hunched back. It seems as though she would elongate her spine and stretch out at any mont—

''Nyah...!''

She is.

I wanna pet her so bad.

''Ah.''

Without realizing it, my hand is already on the cat's head. Slowly, Anna's azure eyes peek open, nudgingly staring at as if asking why I'm not petting her yet.

''This little...''

''W-Wait, that's tickling, Sylvia...!''

Once I have my fill of the feline, all three of us get onto the bed together and... start discussing nukes. It turns out Anna is quite knowledgeable in the chemistry field, so it's a great help.

But just as I have suspected, things here don't exactly work like they are on Earth. There are many small but consequential inconsistencies in how elents react that prevent from copying the nuclear bomb recipe to a tee. Of course, that doesn't make it completely useless.

Fortunately, the way uranium 235 reacts when split should remain the sa, so we can harness its power. However, just about everything else is a ss. It's now more about creating the right environnt for the bomb to be detonated properly than anything else.

''Hm... we'll need a lot of instrunts and testing for this,'' I remark.

''Indeed. I think it is possible, though.'' Sariel replies, seemingly fired up. ''Will you accompany , Sylvia?''

''Of course, Sariel.''

The dragoness and I look at each other in the eyes. A sense of camaraderie swells up inside .

''Well, if it's too much, we can always throw Sylvia into a demon brothel or sothing. She can drain them all!''

Aaaand that is precisely when Anna throws in a rather crude joke, cheeks flushing. See, the thing is, she still doesn't recognize that those tapes I sent her of being gangbang-ed by strangers are all made up.

She still thinks my other six lovers allow that, sohow.

I an, she definitely likes those videos more than actually having sex with , so there's that. I wonder when she'll realize, if at all, though. I have a feeling she'll hypnotize herself to deny that truth at so point.