The Gamer Chapter 1448 – 27 Days of Preparation 3 – Other Tasks (Patreon)

John was about to continue with the explanation when, with a pink zap, Sylph suddenly knelt in front of him. Bunny ears raised and eyes glowing with pink lightning, crackling in the shape of hearts, it was very obvious what the petite woman needed. “You really are doing your best to reclaim the horniest title.” John chuckled. Not that she could hear him. All Sylph gave him was a dopey grin before she opened her mouth wide to offer himself a convenient hole.

Tapping the required button, John made his legwear disappear. Sylph needed less than a millisecond to react to his cock flopping to freedom. In a flash, her soft lips pressed against his groin. His cock became completely erect within her hot throat, pink electricity rushing through it and playing around the wild cascade of Sylph’s pale green hair.

John had to reach down and take tight hold of Sylph’s head before she started to give him the kind of supersonic blowjob that would certainly make it impossible to have any kind of level-headed discussion. Occasionally, instincts made her attempt to start sliding back, but for the most part the volt bunny obediently kept her head down. He would fuck her out of her heat in a moment. Doubtlessly she had amped herself up into this state, either out of boredom or because she really wanted to train herself to get her Libido up. Both was the likeliest.

No one in the room batted an eye. This was normal in the harem too, after all. “We still have one second boss to defeat in Astria,” John told everyone. “That should be doable within two to four days, I reckon. Depends on how difficult it is to get to the boss. After that, we have about 3 weeks to deal with Amadeus. Should be doable.”

“What do we do if we kill him before the time’s up? Next Raid?” Rave asked.

“Depends on if Gaia let’s me open another Raid,” John told her. “The ability does have a 1-month cooldown. Was never an issue before, but it might be this time around. I just don’t know if that’s 30 days since the last Raid was opened, 30 experienced days on my part, or if it resets literally at the start of each month.” He gave Sylph just a little space to start bobbing and the heated nymphomaniac filled the room with little wet sounds. “We’ll find out – probably.”

“Uhm, so that’s what we’re doing when fighting, w-what about… everyone else?” Gnome asked, her eyes trailing over everyone.

“For one, I have a bachelor’s night to plan,” John said. Maximillian’s wedding was a mere month after the Divided Gates meeting and there was a lot needed to give a king a proper send off into the ‘chains’ of marriage. “Jane and I should also do the preliminary wedding planning, since we’ve got the time. Compile a list of invitations, make a shortlist of venues, and all of that.” The Gamer hesitated for a moment, then looked to Lydia. “If you prefer, we should also consider planning the way I propose to you.”

“I would prefer that very much,” the queen declared.

It bothered John a tad to not have the freedom to surprise her. Alas, she preferred it that way, so they would go through this in meticulous detail. “That’s about all from my side. I’ll do the same as last time and have one body in the Raid, one doing Class Challenges, and one available for…” he gave Sylph a little more leeway and groaned, “…the usual.”

Since the announcements on his parts were done, John grabbed the volt bunny by one of her long ears. It was a little more intense than pulling hair and the torrent of pink lightning proved that she loved it. To this day, John had not found anything that Sylph was not into. Naughty little thing that she was, crawling after him. After he sat down in the chair, she was right back to sucking him off.

There were some hushed exchanges between Scarlett, Lorelei, Hailey and Lee. Whatever they were discussing, they chose not to share with everyone else in the room.

“What Classes are ya levelling anyway, tiger?” Rave asked.

“I am finishing up Harem Gamer, then going into Negotiator,” the Gamer responded. “Feels like this is the best excuse I will ever get to focus on that Class.” No disagreements with that. Going into a meeting with the world powers was as good as a reason to get into the diplomacy Class as there could be. “Speaking of Classes…” The Gamer pulled up his Character Sheet.


He had reached level 590 moments earlier that day, but hadn’t invested the Class Level yet. Since he was doing nothing else now and they were all gathered up, there was no better time for it. ‘First, time to switch the Modification out though,’ he thought. ‘It’d be a waste to keep that active for 27 days. That’d only get me 30 GP. Golemcrafter saves me 10 MP per second and slightly buffs the Creator Puppet… will probably be the most useful.’

There was a few other things to keep in mind as well. Metracana Master was just about to max out, so that would be another flood of Perks he would have to deal with in the next 24 hours. He opened the Achievement Store for a moment, just to look at it.


‘Hmmm, I have enough points to buy a level up… that’s a thing to keep in mind,’ John told himself. Buying a level with GP was, broadly speaking, wasteful spending. It took him 175 days of sex to generate the necessary amount of GP to buy one level. It took him 2 days of sex to get a level with Experience of Love.

What did make buying the level attractive was that it effectively served as an immediate, full refill on his HP and MP. If he ever found himself depleted, if he could tap the buttons fast enough, he could have a second wind. That might be more worthwhile than to invest into Skill Points or more Perks. It was assuring to have, if nothing else.

‘Onto the thing I actually wanted to do,’ John thought and opened the Harem Gamer Class.


John rubbed his forehead. “I just want to take Advanced Harem Comms,” he grumbled. An opportunity he was likely never to get. Never Far was, once again, outcompeting it so hard he wouldn’t even look at it. Same went for Hugs and Kisses, which he was fairly certain was a joke. It was cute and all, but John hit the eight hours of sex a day pretty easily, with three bodies and over twenty willing partners.

Never Far had the potential to make everything easier. It wasn’t strictly necessary but the sheer convenience of not even needing the long-distance teleporters was insane. It meant all of his girls could go for long business trips and still always spend the night in their bed. It also meant that Lydia could travel across the world, pop back into the Palace, and take the teleport back to Berlin, saving herself the entire trip back.

The utility was just too good. The only drawback, the absolutely only problem with it that could be, was that it didn’t affect John himself. It only brought all of his women to him, at all times, wherever they were, on an unremarkable cooldown.

The choice was made and John closed the window, swiftly informing everyone of what they were now capable of. He didn’t really have to. The mark itself sort of let them intuit that it had been enabled as a possibility.

With all of that finished, John fully let go of Sylph’s head and tilted his head back when he was subjected to a vacuum-tight cocksucking that stretched even his experienced brain to the limit. The volt bunny was face fucking herself at a blurry speed. She only stopped when John was pumping cum down her gullet, the orgasm of drinking his seed making her seize up.

“Imma need your help, Gnome,” Hailey spoke up, as the general mood in the room changed from attentive to individual conversation. Nia got up to pet Velka, Rave and Copernicus chatted, Nightingale and Siena sashayed over to John, and Gnome answered.

“W-what for?” the season elemental wondered, only to realize. “Oh, right, workshop! Yeah, I’ll help you with that.”

“I’ll help you with this.” Siena’s tail coiled around Sylph’s throat and harshly pulled her off John’s cock. Two final ropes of cum splattered all over the lust-crazed bunny girl. For John’s watching enjoyment, the sadistic shadow spirit forced Sylph onto her back. For a few moments, she struggled, wanting to remain as close to cock as possible. Then Siena’s fingers penetrated the green haired girl’s quivering quim and her eyes rolled up.

John’s cock wasn’t lonely for more than a few seconds either. “Ahhh,” Nightingale bowed towards it, eyelids fluttering after she took a deep breath, “the aroma of a sister’s lust on your manhood… exquisite.” Her voice got a little thicker from the lubrication her mouth produced. She didn’t waste it by swallowing, instead taking his cock in, while Sylph was getting fingered to a quick orgasm.

While John enjoyed all of that, the Mandala Sphere morphed back into his second body. The Creator Puppet, a Swirls model, also shifted into Socialite Mode. “I’ll be waiting outside. I want Aclysia, Beatrice, Metra, Momo, Undine, Gnome, Sylph, Rave, Nia, and Lydia along for the metal area. Salamander, Siena, Claire, I want you three to be in the watcher’s area for the first bit, in case we find out our line-up is bad against the enemy type.”

Various confirmations came his way and the Ambassador Double walked outside the door, to serve as the beacon of where the combatants and those that wanted to watch should gather. The Creator Puppet walked over to where Hailey, Lee, Lorelei, Delicia and Scarlett were gathered with Gnome. “Anything you need help with?” he asked.

“We’re waiting for Bae,” Lee told him. “She has all our lab equipment.”

“I don’t know if ‘lab equipment’ is the right word for all of your utensils,” John challenged.

“Yeah!” Delicia agreed, loudly. “I told you! I am the one with the lab! All of you are second rate researchers at best!”

“Ya let me know when ya put somethin’ together no one else can even replicate,” Hailey pushed back.

“Wow, how useful, congratulations, you are sooooo smart that your invention isn’t useful for anyone else in the world,” the bratty maid shot back. “You must be real proud of yourself, having the kind of intellect no one can understand.”

“Ya makin’ me feel bad about bein’ smart… you’re real good at the brat thing.”

“I am the brat thing,” Delicia boosted, pushing her already ogle-worthy chest out. “For real, though, can Bae come over here? Time is brewing.”

“Can’t you just do things in your body?” the Gamer asked.

“It’s a huge hassle to do experimental alchemy inside myself. Don’t know what I’ll wretch and I can’t exactly write down all the things about the stuff that happens,” Delicia answered. “I need at least some basic lab equipment.”

“Alright, I get what you’re waiting for.” His eyes moved from Delicia to Hailey. There they lingered for a moment, taking in just how attractive coveralls could be. Then he went on to Scarlett, Lee, and Lorelei. “What about you three though?”

“I’m the technical advisor for their plan,” Scarlett responded. “Got all the fucking blueprints in here.” She tapped the space under her left eye twice, the circuitry within coming to life for a moment. “By the way, can I wear clothes in the workshop at least?”

“Yes,” John responded without teasing. The last he wanted was for his haremettes to get seared while they worked with some absurdly powerful material. Without saying it out loud, John repeated his question towards Lee and Lorelei.

“We were going to try and pick up enchanting,” Lee responded for the two of them. “Thought Fateweaver enchantments could be useful and I do have a limited talent for them. Rel… she can tell you herself.”

After a short moment, the seer in her ashen dress did so. “The vision the Lady has granted me is sharper than ever and I consider your lack of enchanters under your direct control concerning. The Order’s arms are forged within the Order itself, only the raw ore is ever acquired from the outside. If I may say so, I believe you should be capable of only relying on our blessed sorority for all your earthly and spiritual needs.”

“You believe you can become an enchanter so capable I won’t have to reach out to anyone else ever again?” John asked.

“I have foreseen that I may contribute to the creation of all you may ever need, beloved John.” Lorelei blushed a little at those words. “My second sight is more eager to show me the future than ever and the streams of magic are open to me now. With the correct training, I believe I shall be able to bind and shape magic like the finest calligraphy. A touch on raw materials shall let me ordain the path the Lady has chosen for them. I will peek towards the future, find their full potential, and bring that full potential into our present.”

“Sounds fucking impressive,” Scarlett put into words what John was thinking, “and we gave it some basic test runs already. We decided to use this month to push ourselves. Lorelei is picking up general enchantment, Lee is taking over spatial ones, Hailey wants to pick up smithing, Delicia will see to it that we have all the materials we need for the projects, and I’ll coordinate everything and help out with the assembly.” The technomancer stopped for a moment and caught a box of cigarettes that were flying her way.

“But do not smoke indoors!” Claire shouted across the room, while she removed the shredded remains of Scarlett’s clothing from the room.

Scarlett clicked her tongue, holding the box of cigarettes in one hand and the choker in the other. The cigarettes ended up in her pocket dimension. “Point is, we’ve decided to use a shared workshop this time around to test whether we can work together on this. I also roped in our two goddesses as support staff.”

John was speechless for a bit. “You girls really are too good for me,” he told them. They had coordinated all of this without him. It wasn’t exactly a surprise; his haremettes did things without his knowing or influence all the time. It was pleasant news, though, to hear that they were working on increasing the self-sufficiency of the harem and of using their newfound Stats to cultivate skills that would serve all of them well.

If this worked, then John could very well look at a team that could overcome even Marathyu’s capacity to create items. Not necessarily in power, the mad smith had sacrificed too much to attain his genius to be outdone so easily, but in scope. All Marathyu forged were weapons or weapon-adjacent. If these five could work together to craft anything, that would be absurd.

All of the ideas behind it were sound. Lorelei could see into the future of objects. To use that ability to take raw materials and find the greatest variant of an item those materials could be turned into was likely straining beyond all reason. An unworked block of stone could be turned into all manners of statues, the number of possibilities was infinite. It wouldn’t be any easier for metal.

That way laid madness for the regular seer. Lorelei was far above them now. If she could combine this capacity with her ability to see the flow of mana in the entire world around her, then she would certainly become a legendary enchanter.

Hailey, similarly, had understanding of the structure of things that had now expanded far beyond the realm of mundane genius. She was a power-levelled Latebloomer. If she couldn’t pick up smithing, she could probably design some absurd machine that did the smithing for her.

Those two would be the core of these operations, and with the other three, there’d be very little they couldn’t do. Scarlett had years of experience coordinating complicated cooperative efforts and, what Lorelei pulled from the future, she could put onto a blueprint. Her usefulness through remote technical operation was above even that.

Lee’s knack for spatial magic would help either with one of the most difficult variants of enchantments or her Fateweaving would provide the kinds of environments needed for the most complicated of magical smithing and refinement processes.

Delicia could provide any material she could transmute as well as oils and brews to treat materials in all kinds of ways.

What Delicia couldn’t provide, what materials were so rare and magically enriched that no transmutation could properly replicate them, the presence of two goddesses likely could make up for. If they couldn’t, the six supremely powerful elementals were also there. Oh, and all the material drops John got from his Instant Dungeons.

The Gamer repeatedly nodded to himself, as he played all of this out in his mind. “If you need any support for any of this, do let me know,” he told them. “Because, if you can pull this off, it would be invaluable.”

“How about you start by fucking railing me?” Scarlett asked, arms crossed. John just smugly pointed with his chin at the choker in her hand. The rules were clear.

“We actually need you, the real you, to come over after we get set up,” Delicia half confessed, half demanded. “We had something planned, but… eh, you’ll see.”

“Interjection: the loading of the fridge has concluded,” Beatrice stepped into the circle. “Suggestion: we should move on to…”

“Making the workshop, yes, urgh, we were all waiting for you, slowpoke!” Delicia sassily poked the passive maid in the side.

“…constructing the workshop,” Beatrice finished her sentence anyway.