"I didn't thought they will really do it."
He said in shock at the sudden change in his life.
He is currently on the second floor, on the wide room that looks like a meeting room. He have upgraded the table there which turned it into an old large oval shaped table. Then he upgraded a single broken chair to become a wooden chair so he can sit on it.
He did it because his Homunculi requested for it. It's not like they are forcing him to use his upgrades for this. He is the only who willingly did it because he saw his Homunculi going all the way as to go outside and take their own materials to create a chair and a table for him.
In fact, when he upgraded the long table and the chair, they still look dissatisfied. Like the chair and the long table offended them or something.
Though he is fine by it, so the maid styled dolls just assented to his desires.
Then, they are looking for a place where they can cook so he decided to give them permission to the Heavenly Pantry. Odette sounds a bit unsatisfied with that but he is not really going to use the pantry, so he decided he might as well let the maids use it.
After that, he was now here. A lot of food have been prepared for him in an elaborate manner. It felt like he was some sort of VIP from a rich family and these girls are giving him all the special treatments.
He can eat a lot due to his enhanced metabolism, but these amount of food is just too much for him. All of it looks very appetizing, and it makes him drool a bit by just the appearance of the food, but it is still too much.
Every section of the table has been covered by every meals imaginable. It even goes from appetizers up to the dessert. All of it made by the homunculi.
All of these food are graded Superior by Odette. So it might be why they look like they are sparkling just when they got put on the table.
But he can't eat this all.
"Uhmm..." He wanted to really ask them to stop.
But as he glances at the line up of maids standing on the side and behind him, he can see them staring intently at him. They seem to be looking at him in anticipation.
He looks at the large amount of food on the table before sighing. He didn't want to make them feel bad. He decided to eat at least some of it.
He might want to not make them feel bad, but he won't force himself to eat all of it just to please them. He is not a doormat. He only have the common decency to appreciate the effort of the others.
"Okay. I really appreciate this one but, can you please lessen the meal for a bit. I can't eat all of this."
He have been used to a family that is not wasteful for their expenses. This comes even for their food. Anything they didn't need at that day will be put on the fridge. They will eat only the one they needed and they are sure that they can eat until they are filled.
"We apologize, Master!"
He waves his hand. "Don't think too much about it. Just take note of that and I'll let this slide." He said while pointing his stare at the food.
Even with the casualness of how he said it, he can't help but feel awkward at the array of beautiful ladies waiting behind him. He can't concentrate at all.
'Is this going to be my life?' He whined internally.
He took a sip of the chicken soup that they made just for him and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Welp, at least the food is good..." He muttered.
~~o~~
As he is busy being pampered by beautiful dolls, the others are going around and gathering logs by taking care of the trees on the distance.
The other squad of machines were on the forest and moving in a spread formation. They are covering a lot of ground by just doing it. It is pretty efficient for them because they can just communicate on each other and pass the data that they got so they can quickly map the area.
They have met some of the monsters like the goblins and horned rabbits, though these have been swiftly killed by their plasma shots or plasma blades.
They didn't go far to this day. They are only making some preliminary checks to see if the whole area is truly safe. Every dangerous entities were being killed.
After that, the others became the harvesters. Taking resources like wood and plants.
They didn't know that their Master didn't really need the resources. He have unlimited food and water.
As for the logs, they will turn it into appropriate shapes and sizes so the homunculi can turn it into furnitures.
The building is disappointingly lacking. It didn't have anything other than the bed, and some devices that Neil upgraded. They homunculi didn't see the laser turrets and wall turrets as aesthetically pleasing for someone like their Master.
Now that they are serving their Master, they wanted to give him only the best. So they wanted to make all the things by hand, turning his residence to be something that is worthy of him.
It's not really blind faith. This is natural because their Master is the one who created them. It might be the System who acted as the middleman, but the Master is still the one who decided on their creation.
So every artificial beings here are making sure to do their best. It is their purpose after all.
~~o~~
Evening is just going to come. Neil is currently sitting on his bed with his eye twitching.
"So, why are you all here?" He asked with a rigid expression.
The homunculus on the lead just bowed, her long blonde hair falling beautifully to the side.
"We're here to attend to all your needs."
"... No. Please get out. I want my own privacy."
He said that calmly, but firmly. He didn't want to let them push him over even if they are beautiful.
The homunculi didn't question his will and all of them leave the room. He sighs before lying on his bed and looking at the ceiling.
"Goddamn, did I do this wrong somehow?"
He just pick the homunculi because he is curious about them. There is a small part within him that hopes for victorian maid homunculi, but he didn't think this would be that troublesome.
'Maybe, this is how those rich guys lives?' He wonders to himself.
He tries to imagine living like that, and quickly shook his head. He didn't like that image at all.
'Nope! That looks fucking disgusting!' He thought with his expression looking like he ate something bitter.
Being an arrogant person is not something he can image himself to be. He have pride, but he is not that braindead that he will think he is the center of the world. That's not pride, but narcissism.
'Wait. What are they doing now?' He sits and look outside.
He is surprised to see a lot of homunculi are assembling tables, chairs, drawers, cabinets, and a lot of furnitures. The Alientechs are the one who are carrying things or going on the distant forest and harvesting logs like there is no tomorrow.
"What the fuck?"
He can only stare at it in confusion.
~~o~~
The night has come to the sky. The small group of five have managed to arrive at a ruined buildings.
When they stopped, everyone other than Grunt heaves as they try to take a mouthful of air. They feel exhausted but relieved when they learned that no one is chasing them.
"What a misfortune!" Rook said.
"Where did they come from?" Jasmine said in between breathes. "How come we didn't know that a large community is coming here?"
"We don't know. Bridgette didn't tell me about it." Grunt said with a sigh.
"What should we do? Are they tracking us?" Nikka asked in worry.
"I think not. I don't feel anyone following us." Grunt assured them.
They took another sigh of relief at that. Though Eric perks up as he remembers something.
"Wait... I heard that bastard is planning to start an expedition. You think they know about that place?"
Grunt frowned. "We don't know. Why don't I go and contact Bridgette?"
"Yeah. Please do so. We will hold the fort here." Rook responded.
The others just grunted in response as they are still trying to stabilize their breathing.
Grunt nodded at them before looking above.
He can't understand it. Someone have a base in there. The next event will depend whether the leader of the gang knows about it or not.
Though, he knows it will be bloody when that time comes.