The sun rose over the city, struggling against the morning chill that stuck to his bones even under a soft orange light. Bright light reflected off of skyscrapers in the distance, blinding him but doing nothing about the cold. Leaves on the trees decorating the college grounds were wilted, and the girls had already broken out their winter gear to stay warm. He listened and heard a knocking sound in the central heat before the furnace died, with no one to repair it. Fell winds blew in bad moods and vicious fights among the shivering girls, each more territorial than any wild cat.
New Skill
Cold Resistance – Reduce damage taken from cold.
Initiate Threshold – withstand sub-zero temperatures naked for 30 minutes
Silas turned from pop-up to pop-up as he watched the sunrise. It was cold, but his stats compensated more than enough for that. When he got down to it, constitution was the real survival stat. Thanks to it and hentai, he could withstand the cold well enough. But he wasn't outside to get the cold resistance skill or to watch the sunrise.
In less than 48 hours, the outbreak would be unleashed. Silas would like to gain another 6000 charisma points and become even stronger, but he didn't know if that was an option. Compulsions kept his girls in line while working on his latest problem. What should he work on in the last 2 days?
Gains were going to be slow for charisma until he gained more exotic women. For that, he would need monster girls. In the new world, they were an uncommon breed of monster with the characteristics of human girls. However, there was a long history of them originating from a demon realm located on the edge of the lust circle. So gathering some into his harem would increase the amount of charisma he gained during his orgy.
They weren't easy to get; the winner of the arena was often gifted one, but for the levels of debauchery, he needed to get to 10k charisma; he needed more in greater varieties.
Lily walked up to Silas and sighed before hopping off the tree limb he sat on. "Do you need something?"
"Your bitches won't stop complaining. Why aren't you fucking them?" Lily asked.
"I don't know if it's better to increase my charisma further or to focus on mana," Silas said.
Lily rubbed her temples before straightening up. "Listen, charisma is the most important stat that exists. Anyone who says otherwise has never been a slave. That collar around your neck can be beaten; charm, compulsion, and enslavement can't. After you get hit by those, it doesn't matter how much you out-level someone; they will own you forever."
Silas sucked in a breath and let it out. "Thanks, Lily; I think we got off on a rocky start, but that was great advice."
"Blow it out your ass. I don't like it when my summoner sucks my dick." Lily said with a smirk.
"Alright," Silas said and walked towards the sorority house.
Before he entered, Elizabeth opened the door and closed it behind her blocking him from the entrance.
"You would think the temperature would rise with so many hot girls in one place," Silas said.
"You shouldn't use them any further than you already have. Right now, your crimes would put you on a list and bar you from becoming an adventurer in the future. The jail time won't matter to someone with your stats. Even a hundred years wouldn't matter in the length of your lifespan. Go further, and when this gets out, you could face execution."
"It's a shame that the government cares so much about what I do with my sex dolls." Elizabeth gasped, and Silas rolled his eyes. "They aren't alive; each of them is a puppet the dungeon intends to turn into a mob. Even if they are with us now, they may turn regardless of what we do. Getting some use out of them is better than killing them out of hand or letting them turn and attack us." Silas said.
"That isn't the point. You aren't an adventurer; you'll be tried as a human civilian. Even if I don't turn you in, someone will eventually when they realize the laws are on their side." Elizabeth said.
"So, I should use them and kill them all," Silas said.
Elizabeth's eyes widened. "How can you be so cruel?"
"Cruel, they are NPCs; the dungeon created to make the floor seem lived in. They are no more alive than the background characters in stories. But, make no mistake, they were all going to die anyway. This way, they have a chance to live, and in exchange, all I ask for is their virtue. These college girls give it up for less than a drink most nights anyway." Silas said.
"It's their choice; you're taking it from them," Elizabeth said.
"Should I go in there and ask them if they would rather continue to be fucked by me and possibly live or be fucked by the system and die? That's their choice. I won't protect them for nothing in return, and neither Zacharia nor you are offering. But that isn't what this is about; you're jealous."
He felt the slap but never saw it coming. His body shot back, and the tree behind him, dozens of yards away, shattered. A large chunk of his health vanished from the blow, and several debuffing instances stacked on him instantly.
Silas stared up at her from the pile of sawdust the tree he hit turned into. "Did I hit a nerve?" Do you know why I didn't ask you to be the centerpiece in this ritual, or do you know and don't care? I'll say it anyway. It's about respect. I wouldn't ask someone I planned to pursue romantically to be in this sex ritual."
"Haven't you been listening? This isn't about us; it's about them."
"No, this was about you trying to get me to stop because it made you uncomfortable and smoke screening it about caring for me."
"There are bodies stacked taller than the building behind me."
"You won't make me care about this doomed place. It's tragic they didn't deserve it but so what. In a few days, they would be trapped inside flesh-eating corpses. I can't imagine a hell like that. Do you think they dream, or can they see and feel all of it?"
Elizabeth shook her head. "I can't believe I saw anything in you."
Silas closed his eyes and opened them again. "This isn't about us. Have you listened to anything I've said?"
Elizabeth vanished in a burst of speed, and he sighed. Women liked to make things complicated with feelings, but everything was simple. This place offered him an opportunity that Elizabeth alone couldn't provide. While she was quality above any other girl in the city, quantity had its own charms. Having sex with Elizabeth would have put her into the spotlight instead of him. Meaning she would have been the recipient of most of the charisma points. It wasn't even about that.
From the moment he gained the system, he knew one fundamental fact about the system. Preparation was the key to victory. What the system did was simple; it turned him into the ultimate prepper. He could gain skills and stats continuously while he had time to prepare, but his gains would be minimal in battle. Classes compensated a little, but his orgy got him up to 4k. He wasn't getting that from a battle. With the system, preparation was the key to victory.