“They… Brought everything they got and moved towards the south,” Wolf waved his fist in such anger, “they sought asylum at an overlord or something in the south. They are helping him to do the same as we are.”

“Ah, and that is the bad news I suppose?” I was a little surprised by this, however I didn’t feel any threat about that.

“This is indeed bad news, lord,” Wolf shouted, “these bastards! They came here and heard about our plans, then sold them all to another competitor! This is treason!”

“Calm yourself down first,” I couldn’t help but laugh, “do you think modifying human arsenal is that easy feat?”

“But… We got news they managed to make the human weapons work again,” Moore said in such a heavy tone.

“So what?” I laughed again, making the two look at me in such a weird way.

In fact everyone here in the room was eyeing me in such a weird way. In their eyes, this was such a bad thing to worry about.

“Do you think I couldn’t have all of our arsenal working by day one?”

I calmly said, while moving my eyes around. These folks… They missed the entire point of my project.

“What do you mean, lord?” the blonde girl asked in doubt.

“I could have asked you to replace the damaged parts with new ones, use generators to produce electricity, and let every single piece of our guns work again.”

“Then…”

“This…”

“What was the point in what we did then?”

They kept asking questions like these without bothering to use their brilliant minds to get the answer.

“Lord was aiming to upgrade the human weapons from the start, right?” yet there was still someone who managed to see through my true intentions.

“That’s what I wanted to do, indeed,” I nodded, “from the start, making my human weapons work wasn’t an issue. But if they did, they would be useless. Our firearm is so damn weak against monsters. And we are speaking about the early quests of weak monsters, not those hybrids or gigantic ones we’ll face later on.”

I paused to let them get what I meant before adding:

“So the only option we had was to remodel the entire arsenal, replacing the old tech that depended entirely over firearms into something that works over energy, apocalyptic friendly energy.”

This was my general concept anyway. And it seemed that I was the only one to think about it so far.

“That’s why you placed the invention of an energy source as our top priority and first mission?” the girl asked again and this time she gave me the impression that she got what I planned for at last.

“That’s correct,” I nodded, “so what if others made our old weapons work again? It’s useless! Let them do it, and I bet a single gun of our remodelled guns will be enough to take down an army with our old weapons.”

I wasn’t exaggerating here. This was the mere truth. Humans walked through a long and such hard path to learn from their mistakes.

They first worked so hard to make the human weapons before the apocalypse ran again. But when they wasted much time doing it, they ended up with a big failure.

Trying to kill monsters with our guns? That wasn’t easy. We lost tons of good soldiers, and lost most of our weapons in the process.

Such loss made our top minds finally realise the issue. It wasn’t about weapons and big guns, it was about their destructive power.

And when talking about destructive power, they got the main issue, the difference between energies used in our weapons and the energy running through monster’s veins were vastly apart.

So they tried to remodel the remaining human weapons and use energy sources from monsters and ores found in the apocalypse.

They did succeed at last, but that happened decades after the start of the apocalypse. By that time, the amount of human weapons left to use was just tiny, to the degree making them discard such a huge project even after they succeeded.

That was why I sought after these military companies from the early moments of the apocalypse. The more I waited, the less weapons I’d get at the end.

“Now let’s talk about our own business… What big news you brought me today?”

I didn’t want to waste my meeting with them speaking about those idiotic people from other military companies.

These people sought over their bosses’ benefits, to remain living as kings and lords even after the apocalypse.

They would enjoy such a way of life indeed, but such life would be too short for them.

Greed was something that might lead to one’s demise.

“Lord, we got the issue of energy source solved,” old Gan said, “we merged the old human electricity with new forms of power, making something hybrid that can use different ores and monster cores to produce different levels of energy.”

“Interesting… You mean we can use different consumable sources of energy to produce energy our weapons can use?”

“We… Had to modify lots of things at our weapons,” Moore said, “just to match the energy modulating devices produced.”

“Show me,” I got what they did. They made a fixed device that would extract energy from any source and channel it in a way our weapons could use.

Well… It meant instead of bullets and rockets as an old ammo for example, my forces would use ores and monster cores.

That was interesting… My men could kill monsters, and when they ran short on ammo, they would turn and dissect monsters and get their cores as ammo.

I didn’t know why, but thinking about this in such a way was a bit funny.

As I asked, a weapon appeared in front of my eyes. It was a grand rocket launcher, made by Raytheon corp people led by Moore.

To summon it, he had to push the seats behind, clear the distance of one hundred metres radius in front of my throne before bringing it out.