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Demonic Eggs - A Mammoth's faulty evolution!

Synopsis; - It wasn't easy to birth an industrial revolution through a pair of butt-cheeks, it was especially difficult for a 'mammoth man' in pre-medieval times! But... there was a perk to his favour. After a vile mutation and numerous cancers, Gustav could now lay eggs in exchange which advantageously, hatched demons! Putting those various demons and their skillset into use, he had to build himself some prime defenses. Countless civilizations of aliens were after him, and he was yet to determine which one was worth cooperating with; Survival was a manipulative path, but his unique guts were surely prized! Notes; - While you wait for updates, a similar story of mine awaits you. Go read my novel 'I'm a Snake?' right here in the app! - This is my first sci-fi novel, and I will try my best to explain the technology. However, do expect some slight fantasy elements, as I can't narrow everything down haha! Other tags; Space exploration, base building, spaceships, science, galaxies, light smut, harem, non-human, non-human MC, non-human side characters, demons, demon heritage, aliens, expansive ancient history, IQ, experiments, mental experiments, shape shifters, two body forms, three body forms, OP characters.

Enkamos · Sci-fi
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101 Chs

Planet farts

They hurried a tad bit this time around, and that recent statement encouraged them. It would be great if they could get this task over with quickly!

True to their word, the snakes did lead them to the loot shortly after. It was nothing like anyone had expected, a little peek helped assure that. 

"Sticks? Why are trees growing underground?" Gustav complained. 

Regardless of what his head encouraged, the granite-colored mineral in front of them, was in no way a tree or its branches. The iron wasn't even green, but he was a few moments away from fainting and partially hallucinated.

"Long iron, I see the confusion. But these not sticks," An albino snake corrected, and said. "We finish task and favor. Can you break the whistling mistress down?"

"Are you sure this is the stuff? It's not whistling." Arila pointed out the obvious. 

"Wait for such," The other answered.