I had cleared a few Dungeons over the course of about 3 hours.

  The sun had set, and now it was night on the unnamed abandoned planet. Which I would have to name sometime soon. Can't have a city on a planet with no name.

  But that was for later. Right now I was conducting an experiment with Dungeons. The 30+ I had done back on Gahlora gave me way more than just 1 item. So why did the higher level ones here only give me 1, even with the multiplier?

  It's because of my Luck Stat. The number was so high that my mere desire for more money over items made it so. How do I know this? Because this time I had told myself that I wanted more items for Jimmy. So now I was staring at an absurd sight of thousands of items and only a few coins of points as a reward.

  "This is ridiculous. You know that right?" Jerald sighed heavily, and this time I didn't ignore him.

  "Yeah... This is a bit much. Even for me." I didn't know what I should feel about the treasure room in front of me, but I did know I was pretty fucking happy. With a thought, I could tip the scales of fate in my favor. That's pretty cool.

  The Dungeon wasn't anything special. Another cave, another monster I didn't really bother to kill. Jimmy was going to get fat at this rate. From both the boss monsters and all of these items.

  I couldn't identify any of them, of course, so I would have to give them over to the science team.

  "Jimmy, store these." I ordered, holding onto the items and their storage racks with Telekinesis.

  Which was useless, since Jimmy had to reach out with a metal tendril to collect them. Once he touched something, it vanished into Jimmy. Shrinking in some magical way, becoming barely bigger than an atom. Pocket dimensions were weird.

  It took a while for Jimmy to get everything. Much longer than the time it took for me to collect money, but that was okay. I probably never needed to go item hunting again after this haul. The sheer amount of crap was staggering. Weapons. Armor. Whatever you could think of, it was here.

  In contrast, there was only 400k Shop Points. A tiny, tiny drop in the bucket. Except, I didn't need a bucket. I needed an ocean. 25 TRILLION was a huge number, and I was likely going to need more.

  I wasn't going to make any city after all. I was going to make a utopia. With automated everything. Why have a dirty street when I can have a legion of thousands of cleaning drones to sweep the city? I'll even have automated farms. Which reminds me, that I'll have to look for an animal suitable for domestication.

  I could probably import a popular animal, using a sort of gravity alteration device to keep it comfortable. Or alternatively I could use the item I got that grants the Skill Regular Monster Taming. Farming monsters might be fun.

  Bah, I'd think about it later. I needed money, and unfortunately I can't just run the same Dungeon over and over since they have a cooldown. So I was going to be very busy over the next week...

  ...

  --------- Mr. Filgar ---------

  A week has passed.

  A very tiring week.

  It was a lot of work, but it was done. For now. Laria and I have concocted the paper work and now we just needed our client, The Dark Lord Azurath, to look it over.

  So here we were, sitting around in our office space, waiting on him to arrive.

  While waiting, I looked through what we had for him for the 20th or 30th time.

  A source of material? Check.

  A supplier of the best possible automated construction drones? Check.

  A team of luxury city planners? It didn't really exist before but now it does, check!

  A rough timetable for how long this project will take to complete? Done.

  Though the timetable will probably change drastically, since it depends on how many drones and how much material we can supply to him. I had high hopes, but the others didn't really believe someone would buy more than 50 units.

  I was brought out of my thoughts when a white hole, the same one I had been shown last week, appeared suddenly in the showroom. 'He's here~!' I thought giddily as I snapped the folder closed.

  Laria didn't know why I insisted upon using physical forms of data. Saying it was the reason business was slow. I trusted paper over computers for security reasons. Especially with cases worth trillions.

  "Hello, and welcome back! We have everything ready for you to look at~. Would you like some tea?" I asked Lord Azurath, but he shook his head.

  "Thank you, but no. Let's see what you have." He responded and I led him to my office.

  From there it was as I expected. Lord Azurath did want as many drones as possible.

  "How much do these cost?" He pointed at the construction drones I had researched about.

  "5.5 million per drone. Those are the best possible construction drones for infrastructure. The version I have written about is all about luxury. They are more artist than builder, but don't underestimate their abilities! They are the best money could buy, and not commercially available. I do have an agreement and the paperwork necessary already done, so now it's just a question of how many."

  "Hmm, not bad. How many do they have in stock?" The Dark Lord Azurath asked and I frowned.

  "I wasn't told an exact number, but I was told that they had 15,000 units ready to go." I had expected such a question, but I didn't want to disappoint him.

  "That's it?" He asked.

  "Yes. While the drones may be the best, they are not commercially available remember? So they don't make that many in the first place, since most of the time they rent them out."

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  "I see. So the 15k was probably how many they'd be willing to sell, not what they have in total." He stated and I nodded, but that didn't sound right.

  Before I could bring up my thoughts, he moved on.

  "I'll order all 15,000. Now, about this materials list."

  "Ah, well, yes it's pretty standard for a city. Are we missing something?" I asked, once again frowning at the papers in front of us.

  "No... I was just thinking about using a common material found at the site of construction that's better than steel and the alloys you have listed." He said and I chuckled.

  "Like what? Adamantium?" I joked. There wasn't anything better than the alloys I had listed. Well Adamantium was better but so rar-

  "Yes." He responded simply and I choked.

  "What?! You want to make a city out of Adamantium?!" I was about to yell, but cut it down to a whisper.

  "Don't worry about a source for it. There should be plenty at the site." He nodded.

  "That's ridiculous. What kind of place are you..." I was about to ask him where in the universe he was intending on constructing his city, but then he sent me a message electronically.

  I grumbled to myself as I brought up my internal display built into my eyes. Then I frowned.

  "An abandoned planet...?" I asked slowly, rubbing my chin.

  "Indeed. It's rich in Adamantium, so it would actually be cheaper to use it rather than these alloys." Lord Azurath spoke and I started laughing.

  "A city made out of Adamantium?! And it's actually possible? Now I've seen everything." I said after calming down some, but I was still jittery.

  "I'm just using what I have." He said and I could tell he was smirking behind that visor.

  "This is insane." I muttered as Azurath started looking through the papers again.

  "Is this timetable right? 5 years?" He sounded displeased, but I shook a hand at him.

  "No, not anymore. I didn't know you were planning on buying so many drones. Just one of those drones could build 2 skyscrapers with up to 300 floors in a month. So with this plan here and with 15,000 drones you could have your city done or near completion in about... 3 months." I sifted through the paperwork and grabbed a city plan then did some rough calculations.

  "Oh this is nice... Alright, I like it. We'll go with this. Is that 3 months based on the alloys or Adamantium?" He asked and I had to do some more mental calculation.

  "I don't really know how long it takes for these drones to process Adamantium but... It shouldn't take more than a year. Sorry I can't give you an exact number." I apologized but he shook his head.

  "It's fine. I should be able to have my current drones to teach these guys what they know about processing Adamantium. Here's the money for the drone deal." Azurath said and gave me 85 billion Shop Points. A little over the amount needed to purchase all 15,000 drones.

  I gawked at the amount for a few seconds before shaking myself out of it. It was going to be more than enough to pay for the work and our convenience fee.

  "Is this plan alright? Any changes you want to make?" I asked quickly as my best client ever got up to leave.

  "Yeah, I like it. Contact me when the drones are ready and I'll come pick them up. Oh, send me a picture of the location when they are ready. So I can just teleport there and grab them all at once." He gave a thumbs up and I nodded.

  Then he was simply gone in a flash of black.

  I shot up from my seat and started dancing.

  ...

  --------- Greg ---------

  Having completed my meeting, I was pretty excited.

  The "drones" weren't drones at all.

  They were giant humanoid robots. Like Gundams on steroids.

  150 feet tall, 80 feet wide. Massive singular eye in their head. They looked like a mechanized version of our fantasy dwarves. Except they weren't short stout men but massive hulking machines.

  My week of Dungeon hunting had netted me 1.3 trillion Shop Points, and I had just spent 85 billion. So now it was down to around 1.22 trillion. Building the city out of Adamantium was actually going to be cheaper and stronger than the alloys listed on the paperwork, so I was going to do it.

  Well, my giant robots were going to do so. Oh man, I was going to have to name them. I'd obviously have to go with something Dwarvish, so something rough and manly. I have some time to think about it.

  Right now, I needed to check on my science team. They should be done with the task I gave them, then I can give them a new one. Identifying some of the thousands of items I had from the Dungeon I raided a week ago.

  "Sally-1~! Tell me, what did you guys find?" I asked as I strode into the room.

  The drone wheeled over to me and gave me the report.

  The report was short, just how I liked it.

  "Alright, nice work. I'll take them back now and I have more things for you guys to Identify." I said and I swear I saw the drone sag some. The slightest hint of a sad whir escaped from it.

  I stared at Sally-1 as it wheeled away to collect the items with the others.

  'I could be imagining things but... No, I must be.' There's no way my cute drone pals were already gaining sapience. It was way too soon. Wasn't it? I haven't slept for a week. It must be that.

  I shook my head, and then put all of the corrupted items into the tear while Jimmy ate the Energy spewing out.

  I dropped some stuff on the ground for them to go through. Some swords, spears, knives, and some armor pieces.

  Before I was able to leave though, I noticed something odd. The weird cube thing I had left for them to Identify from the tear was still here.

  "Sally-1? I thought I said to give it back?" I asked and to my surprise the bot actually shook it's camera.

  "You mean you haven't been able to tell what it is yet?" I asked surprised, and the bot nodded.

  I didn't know what to be more surprised about. The object or Sally-1.

  "Okay... I guess I'll leave it here then. Thank you." I said, and Sally-1 went back to acting like a normal drone.

  Well that was interesting to see. I was curious about what the cube did and how far along Sally-1 was to becoming aware. Which is what I wanted to happen since I was pretty darn lonely.

  Sure I had my Guild pals, and the randoms I met on the Dyson Swarm, but there was a barrier there. I wasn't "friend" material to them. More like a creature. Something weird. I thought of Xyke and Fraya as friends, but aside from that vacation day we hadn't interacted.

  I could tell that I was getting attention hungry. Probably have been for months. I was completely alone back in my own dimension. Thinking about it now, I had spent 9 months away from any human contact. Maybe there was something wrong with me that I hadn't been able to see until now...

  'Am I mentally unwell?' I sighed as I tried to think about it. I didn't feel too bad. Sure I was lonely but I wasn't moping about... was I?

  I shook my head. 'No. I'm fine. Just need some human interaction is all.'

  With that out of the way, I left the labs. Checking on my mining operations, I saw that we had a good chunk of Adamantium mined and processed. They were definitely getting better at it. The Jeff's weren't staring at a sole ingot and beating on it anymore. They had separated into beating their own ingots.

  The Newman's had gotten better at mining the stuff, no longer taking several hours per ingots worth of raw metal. Now it was around 2 ingots after several hours. How joyous. I nodded at my little worker bee's and fly over to someone I had high hopes for.

  Anny the nano swarm was still a pile of goop on a bare raw Adamantium vein. Though I think the goo has increased in volume some.

  "Good work!" I praised Anny and then teleported back to my private room on the ship.

  I looked around the space. A luxurious sleeping quarters that I hadn't used but maybe that one time. When I had leveled up from 4 to 5. Maybe it was time to sleep.

  I didn't feel tired, but maybe I should at least try. I had spent the last week doing nothing but Dungeon hunt. No breaks. No nothing.

  I took my fancy pillows out of Jimmy's pockets, which I now had several of the supreme things, and created a nest of the heavenly pillows on the bed.

  "Alright, it's bed time buddy. Good night." I whispered to Jimmy, petting my arm and thus petting Jimmy.

  The liquid metal morphed some, seemingly pleased as I crawled into bed.

  Curling up in the middle of my pillow nest, then deciding that I should burry myself in the pile. Like I was crushed under a bunch of loose rocks.

  I thought about taking Jimmy off, but I didn't get the chance.

  I passed out merely seconds after closing my eyes, and I fell into a deep sleep.