Ushabtis (1)
In short, the producer Nepheka shot straight from level 4 to 6. Why? Warriors and mages grind coins through combat. Builders and producers handle the home front. All my avatars are useful and essential, but the one I feel helps the most is definitely the Ushabti. The little guy works 24/7 like a robot as long as I feed it coins—no breaks. And when me and the girls are asleep, it quietly sweeps and cleans without a sound. Super practical.
Ushabti was the level 3 producer skill, and I was curious what upgrading it would bring. So, producer to level 6. Spent 900 out of 1777 coins. Mental power at 15. Still no stamina. For home-front jobs, what they can do matters more than raw stats anyway.
At level 5, Primordial Husbandry—which made eggs—upgraded to 𓆇 𓇠 𓂧. Primordial Harvest? Or... hmm. A fusion of husbandry and farming? Nah, Primordial Harvest fits better. Food is life, right? Anyway, that's what we got. Farming imagery burned into my brain—time to test it.
"Primordial Harvest."
A small staff like a Christmas tree ornament glowed. No form appeared, though. Instead, a sand rope formed. Following it led back to my original apartment, connecting to the sand bowl on the glass table with the eggs.
Please designate a crop.
Crop, huh. Guessing it makes grains. ...Rice, obviously? We'd looted the convenience store mostly—no rice. Some instant stuff left? Anyway, no rice. But... no form appeared. The bowl's pretty small. Wait, not really—a big plate size. Could stack 100 eggs easy. But no form, so... what now?
I tapped the staff to it. One corner dented in—a nook not blocking the egg pyramid, like a soy sauce dip. Sand clumped, turned to grains, then unhusked rice poured out. Not much. Maybe 100 grains—countable by hand.
10 coins have been consumed.
"............"
This is the level 5 upgrade? 100 grains of rice? For 10 coins?
Tap-tap—yep, Ushabti footsteps. It peered into the bowl with its stone face, pointed with its thick, three-fingered hand.
"Ushabt."
"Huh?"
"Ushabt."
"...What, rice? This? You want it?"
"Ushabt."
"...No idea. Do whatever."
Who'm I feeding 100 grains to? Ugh, disappointment. Ushabti extended its hand; the sand bowl warped, dumping the rice. It cradled it in both hands, headed to the balcony. Disappointing, but it's Ushabti—makes you watch blankly whatever it does. What're you planning with rice?
Ushabti held the 100 grains in one hand, lowered the other—sand poured out whoosh. Our balcony was decent-sized. Good for junk piles, all-purpose. Ushabti had cleared and organized it while I ignored it. On the empty floor, it piled sand a handspan thick, then carefully embedded the grains one by one. Then to the Fountain of Life, dunking fully in.
Air bubbles erupted like massive farts. Minutes later, it emerged, absorbing water like wet clay—dried instantly. Back to the balcony, hand out—rain started falling. Gentle spring shower, wetting the sand. Shockingly, the moment water hit, sprouts emerged, roots dug in. Shoots sprouted fast, swaying as they grew to my knee height. Water endlessly absorbed.
Ushabti paced back and forth, sprinkling more. Sand wet-dry cycle, so it kept going. In just 10 minutes, fully ripened, heads bowed. Ushabti shaped its hand into a sickle, harvested whoosh. Then cylindrical hand, stuffed in the stalks. From the elbow, clean grains poured; stems and leaves separated out the back, dropped neatly. Piled the refuse in a corner... and replanted it.
"...Insane."
What did I just witness? Ultra-fast infinite rice production? For real? Rice growing in sand, not a paddy? Okay, coins make water and eggs too—logic's out the window anyway. But this? Bullshit levels, fuck.
...Stared mesmerized for a solid 10 minutes. Home-front jobs are no joke. Wait, then maybe... Nah, fuck. 100 grains cost 10 mental power. Crazy. But after seeing it grow and harvest? Not a waste at all. Felt like a goddamn miracle.
Ushabti stroked blooming rice with open hand—flowers dropped, grains formed like waves on plants. Ripened instantly. Fucking amazing.
I'm a god, but still. "...Whoa."
Yeonsu and Hyeyoon stood beside me, staring at the balcony rice farm.
"How's that even..."
I grinned. "Now we can eat rice. Wonder if Ushabti can make rice snacks too."
"Real rice?"
"Yeah. It'll cook from what it grew there."
"Whoa, so cool. Yeonsu, look at it grow."
"Yeah. Wow, doesn't it grow slow?"
"Plants take forever. Sow in spring, harvest fall... It was green seconds ago, now ripe. Look."
"So magical."
Yeonsu and Hyeyoon crouched close, watching Ushabti farm. Even I was entranced... Nice asses from behind. Plump now. Just t-shirts and panties. Guess no pants at home anymore. My fault for stripping them constantly? Whatever.
One more test.
"Primordial Harvest."
Please designate a crop.
Ooh. "...Wheat?"
Flour opens options too.
At the current level, only one type can be generated.
Insufficient mental power.
Ah... Level up more? Fuck, levels are brutal. But rice secured—good for now. Now level 6. Immortal Retinue that made Ushabti became Immortal Kin. Upgraded, sure.
But.
Insufficient mental power.
5 left—not enough. Retiring for today. Once Yeonsu and Hyeyoon finish watching, board games with the three of us. Of course, touching, sucking, fucking too. Fresh fun.
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877 coins left—tempted to try a builder. But held off. Gotta fully check Ushabti upgrade first before touching builders. I'm curious about that upgrade!
Up at six. Damn... lower belly hurts. Ugh. Six times yesterday? No, four. Wow, my body's failing. Need... rest. Legs shaky. Breathless for no reason. Gotta take days off? Distance from the girls before I die first, pre-knockup.
Soaked in Fountain of Life an hour. Better, but still drained. Cola and snacks—no energy boost. Dick won't rise! First two days with Yeonsu and Hyeyoon? Morning wood. Day three: limp wake-up. Now soaking in warm water and still nothing. Fuck, erectile dysfunction at my age? No way!
Of course, playing with them gets it up eventually. But body melting away—need countermeasures. 'Cause those girls, since coming here... cling daily, multiple times. Touched all day. Engine lit, sticking closer. And me? Of course I want to, fuck. But body's signaling 'Dick's over capacity. Too much too soon. No more.' Need help.
"Hoo."
A bit recovered. Dick still limp-flopping. C'mon, rise. When you went beast-mode... Ugh, going crazy takes energy too, asshole. Leave me alone. Pathetic flop.
"Ushabti. Make egg porridge. Got rice, right?"
Something soft, energizing. Ushabti huddled in corner—rice tub full, winnowed clean. Workaholic.
"Ushabt."
Off to kitchen with rice tub. Looks happy. Anyway.
While porridge cooks, lay in sarcophagus. Ahh, comfy. Summoned producer Nepheka, possessed. Mental power back to 15. Balcony rice ripening nicely. Activated upgrade.
"Immortal Kin."
600 coins have been consumed.
...Huh? What'd I just see? ...60? ...600?!
The first Ushabti has been permanently bound.
A second Ushabti has been created.
Huh? Permanent binding? Second one? Sand swirled before me, forming another Ushabti.
...Two workers now? Permanent means one stays forever coin-free? Ooh, nice—but 600? For real? Too steep, fuck.
Ushabti complete. 30cm stone statue, frozen awaiting orders. Another message.
Sechem Ushabti has been created.
...Huh? Next to Ushabti, new sand gathered. Big. Elongated. Sleek...?
...Fuck. Sna... snake! Huge snake! Human-sized! Ar... arms! Wearing clothes! Head... ornaments too? Massive coiled cobra statue. Clothed snake—Sechem Ushabti complete.
Stone face eyes lit, glanced at me. Tongue flicked sss. Chilling.
The snake spoke.
"My goodness, Pharaoh. This time... your form is rather different...?"
Female voice. Sultry as hell. Voice actress level.