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<p>Erica told her brother to compress and upload as many silca blueprints as the AI of their stolen spaceship could handle. And Victor did just that. Now the construction of their base in a primitive fantasy world was completely random and stalled at times. Why?</p> <p>Because Victor not only compressed the blueprints but also encrypted them and named:</p> <p>Compressed blueprint # 1</p> <p>Compressed blueprint # 2</p> <p>Compressed blueprint # 3</p> <p>(...)</p> <p>Compressed blueprint # 72712</p> <p>Which one was which? What number they had to decompress and decode to find the silka stabilizer (advanced)? Why their base's AI was only a D class that could barely handle retrieving one blueprint every three days? Why the locals were hellbent on building a pyramid in their honor?</p> <p>God only knew.</p> <p>But apparently, there were some of those on the planet where the siblings have landed, so they decided to... establish a country and enroll in a magic academy?</p> <p>WARNING - This fiction may be slightly erotic at times, but not enough to tag it with [Sexual Content]. As for the other content warning tags, I think it's better to have them in case the limits of my good taste aren't compatible with someones.</p> <p>Release schedule: Slow.</p>
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