Local Netizen Elf’s Life In Another World

Case 276: I didn’t want to study AI, so I blew up enemy strongholds with a giant railgun instead.

''Ten thousand... eh... how far is the demon king's castle from here again?''

''Around a few thousand?''

''Kilometers?''

''Kilometers. We don't use miles here, Sylvia.''

Fair enough.

I don't know who adopted Earth's measurement system into this world, but I'm glad they chose the metric system. I want to comfortably multiply things by the power of ten, not by some random abstract numbers.

Nevertheless, if the distance from the border, which we are temporarily staying at, to the demons' base is only around a few thousand kilometers, won't we be able to blast them away with nuclear warheads?

After all, an ICBM's range can exceed ten thousand kilometers back on Earth. I'm not sure if I can recreate the exact same thing, though.

Before making the missile, I suppose I'll need to make the nuclear bomb first. Since we're bringing about mass destruction anyway, I wanna try one of those sparkling hydrogen bombs.

It sounds easy, but I know absolutely zero things about the physics and maths behind them. It's not like I was researching weapons of city-ending caliber while on my deathbed or anything. That would have been strange.

Okay, but I'll probably have to do it. If we succeed, we won't have to send soldiers out to fight. However superior our weaponry might be, casualties will occur.

Fortunately, I have the Internet with me.

Let's first find out more about the history of the bomb.

''...Aren't you only finding excuses to watch Oppenheimer?''

''N-No? You're saying strange things, Anna.''

This goddamn cat... is she mad at me or something? She's being unusually strict with the study. No, I know she is usually a disciplined cat, but...

''Ahem. I'll go ahead and leave the AI stuff to you guys, my comrades. Meanwhile, I'll find a way to nuke the demon king's house—''

''Slow down for a minute, sweetie.''

As I attempt to leave the room, a cold hand pulls my ankle back. Turning around, I see a pair of slit silver eyes staring at me. Sariel's mouth is smiling, but her eyes aren't.

''We will all have to learn it regardless, so why don't you do it with us?''

''B-But I don't want to learn code!''

''Yes, you do.''

''Don't wanna...!''

This goddamn lizard...! She's definitely gatekeeping me from researching nukes!

Just because you're a bit cool doesn't mean you can do me like this, huh??

''If you don't, I'll have to let you sleep alone tonight.''

''...Okay, ma'am.''

I reluctantly sit down and begin my coding study. I figured out that we also needed practice, so I took the time to hand-craft everyone a laptop first and foremost. I suppose we can code online as well, but having a physical computer always feels better.

These machines will connect to my circuit of divinity, which is connected to Eva, who actually maintains my internet connection.

Surprisingly, there are quite a number of free courses online that seem to teach this subject very decently. Salute to the heroes who made them.

Everything looks great. However... the more time I spend learning this together with my party, the more I realize how talented they are. They make coding seem like frying eggs. Somehow, I have attracted a bunch of geniuses.

Look, I don't hate geniuses. I love hot ones—like them—even. Still...

Can you guys please slow down...?

I suddenly feel like I'm stupid. I've been jerking myself off the first twenty basic lessons for the last hour or so, and they're already several segments ahead of me. 

It's like one of those things where you see a genius character in a piece of media who can casually flip through a book at an ungodly speed and memorize it whole. I'm certainly seeing it right now, and it's baffling.

Is there magic to make one smarter...?

Okay, no, let's think about it this way. If they're this smart, I can leave all the hard work to them. Meanwhile, I can stay home lazily and raise the kids. It's perfect.

Sylvia is a smart girl.

Anyway, I need to focus.

''Hah...''

Proportionate to their stamina in bed, my lovers' endurance in studying is also impressive.

Glancing at the clock, almost eight hours have passed by, and the room is still filled with the aggressive clicking of keyboards being tapped.

''H-Hey... water—ugh!''

''Oh, you're here.''

''P-Please enjoy your cold water... masters.''

Bearing a prominent collar around her neck, Dina utters the sentence with apparent shame and frustration—her tail trembling as if wanting to burst. Teeth nailing into the magaret-colored lower lip.

Being reduced from royalty to a mere slave does hurt, hm?

I don't really care either way. In fact, this isn't even remotely close to what she actually deserves.

Is it a good thing I can let my lust influence my brain during sex? Otherwise, I don't think I can enjoy riding this one. 

''Let's take a brief break, everyone.''

Following Luna's signal, the girls promptly slump down their desks, some even sprawling out on the bed nearby. 

''Ah... crap. My shoulders are stiff.''

I feel like Liana is about to slap me whenever I say something related to my chest, but it's really not intentional. I mean, she's not really energetic anymore, so that's not happening, I guess.

''I wanna exercise.''

I really do. I want some brainless actions that'll refresh my mind.

Like...

'''' ... ''''

The moment I lay my eyes on Dina, who's meekly standing near the wall, the tension inside the room skyrockets. I can sense everybody anticipating my next move.

No, why are you preparing to take off your skirt?

Don't think of me as a dick-crazed slut, please?

''...Dina.''

''Y-Yes... master.''

''...''

Why are you blushing?? Not you, too, stupid succubus...!

''Tell me the locations of the demons' bases nearby.''

''Huh...?''

''Hurry up. Don't let me use other methods to make that filthy mouth of you speak.''

Strangely, the thing blushes even harder, covering its crotch as though genuinely embarrassed. Nevertheless, through the thumping of the hearts inside her eyes, I can tell she is aroused.

Yeah, that's good. My intimidation ain't working. 

It seems my reputation has been reduced to that of a divine cock-sleeve whose only existing purpose is to pleasure cocks.

''Tch. Fine. Speak if you don't want to starve to death.''

''...!''

That essentially means I'll not have sex with her no more, and she'll indeed starve to death.

Afterward, Dina obediently tells me three locations where the demons have apparently developed a base at. When I ask if anyone wants to follow me, only Sariel raises her hand.

The others probably want a nap or something.

Nevertheless, a quick flight with Dina's navigation sends us to the first location. Here, on a hill covered in ashes, faint traces of life can be seen near the top.

''...I remember they're staying inside the hill itself.''

''Aight.''

As I extend my right hand and concentrate my divine power, a long, elegant weapon is manifested within my grasp. With pristine skin as if made from quartz and a futuristic design, the baby made between Sariel and me is brought back to life.

The railgun.

''Missed you.''

After giving it a kiss, I unceremonially aim it at the hill.

Under Dina's confused eyes and Sariel's loving ones, I pull the trigger, subsequently jamming a tremendous amount of power through the gun's veins into the barrel. With a high-pitched screech, a white ball is then gathered before the gun—

——————!

—before a castle-sized plasma beam explodes, razing the whole hill to nothingness.

'''' ... ''''

That wasn't quite a railgun, but oh well.