I Shall Cuck Everyone-Chapter 392: Shipment

Soon after, Edgar Frost's ship began to descend. The moment it touched the atmosphere, it shook the entire planet, so much that Jake couldn't help but wonder how Edgar even managed to assemble the thing without blowing it up. But of course, everything had already been planned in advance.

Behind the ship were hordes of healthy vampires, most of them skilled workers and people eager to get to work. As the vessel came down, its full structure began to take shape—an enormous metallic capsule, radiating heat and pulsing like it was alive. It also carried a strange odor, but that wasn't an issue for Jake; he had chosen this spot specifically with all of that in mind.

The rumble of machines and trucks roared to life behind him. The merchants and workers, who brought their own gear, cheered as the ship finally landed and its thrusters powered down. With a loud hiss, a massive hatch opened.

Immediately, the crew jumped into action. Workers fired up their machines and began offloading equipment. But as they got closer, some of the vampires noticed something odd—Edgar hadn't just brought supplies. He brought a crew of humans too, each equipped with highly advanced tech. The sight dimmed the vampires' excitement.

But before the mood could fully die, Edgar Frost appeared, hovering mid-air on a sleek board. He raised a hand and let out a single order, "Distribute the unused robotics to the vampires."

With that, the vampire's morale skyrocketed.

Within minutes, Edgar's crew taught the vampires how to operate the machines, and soon enough, they were working side-by-side with surprising synergy. Every item was neatly packed and hauled toward a nearby warehouse Jake had also prepared in advance.

Spotting Jake on the ground, Edgar landed beside him and handed him a small device.

"The body you requested is stored inside this," Edgar said. "All you need to do is activate it when you're near Amber's soul. I crafted this one just for her—made a few corrections from my previous mistake with the birth pod which started it all. This might actually be the best clone I've ever made. Or… maybe it's more than just a clone," he added with a proud smile.

Jake smiled back, shaking his hand. "I really appreciate this. Now I've got something solid to defend myself with when I return to Earth," he said, grinning wide.

"Haha, that's fair. But," Edgar raised a brow, "you shouldn't leave your women unattended for this long. That ends today, though, once we finish installing the warpers."

He turned toward the mechas and continued, "Your tech's a bit outdated. I'll leave these new labor mechas here for you. If you need more, though—you'll have to buy them off me."

Jake's eyes widened. "W-Wait… you're giving these to us? For free?" he asked, staring at the fifty or so glistening machines.

"Thank you so much!" he said, giving Edgar a small but genuine bow. That part definitely hadn't been in their deal.

"Haha, you'd make a good king," Edgar said. "Honestly, I didn't expect you to be so direct and sincere, especially with your… reputation. The world paints the Protoss as some bloodthirsty monster."

Jake's smile faded slightly. "That's the narrative they spun. They want people to see me as a monster. But really—I'm just someone who transcends their understanding. I don't have a problem with them. They're the ones who can't accept me. I was made to uphold balance and order…"

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His voice trailed off as a shadow passed across his face. Realizing he was diving too deep, Jake quickly changed the topic.

"These are the merchants I brought along. I want you to sign deals with them so they can handle things directly," Jake said, gesturing for the group behind him to step forward.

Obediently, the merchants moved forward and began shaking hands with Edgar Frost. After some back-and-forth negotiations that lasted about ten minutes, they finally struck a deal. Judging from the wide grins on the merchants' faces, it was clearly a favorable one.

"Thank you! Your Highness!" the merchants said in unison, bowing deeply to Jake. They had just secured the biggest deal of their lives—more money, more influence, and a serious leap in status.

Of course, Jake had chosen these merchants for a reason. They were people he could sway, people he could rely on to follow orders if needed. But despite that, they were a surprisingly honest bunch—exactly what he needed right now.

Edgar turned to Jake, his expression unreadable. "Jake, let me tell you something. I probably won't say this again—after all, I'm just a businessman.

"Truth is, I've always respected vampire technology. Even though vampires didn't invest heavily in it, what they did create was solid. But that's changed… it's not like before. Don't get too hyped just because I'm selling you my tech. There's only so much I can reveal. I'm still on the human side, remember? That means I'm only allowed to sell basic tech—non-defensive stuff. If this keeps up, you will eventually run into issues… inflation, for one."

He glanced at the mechas still being unloaded. "Let's be honest—not everyone can afford my tech. You can't expect a regular vampire to buy my latest high-end machines. If you really want to make a difference, start building tech for your local market. Stuff the average vampire can afford. Export it. Scale it. That'll boost your economy—and your reputation."

Edgar paused, eyes narrowing slightly. "I'm telling you this because someone needs to. People underestimate how untapped the tech business is. Despite how popular my company is, only two percent of the world's population actually uses my tech. That tells you something."

He mounted his hoverboard and adjusted a control panel. "Anyway, I've said my piece. I'll be heading out now. My men will stick around for a few days to replace the artificial sun blockers."

He looked back at Jake. "This time, it's not just a blocker. On the flip side, it's fitted with a smart artificial sun—engineered just for vampires. Over time, it'll increase brightness gradually. Your people will start adapting. Eventually, you won't even need sun blockers anymore. Vampires will be able to live under a real sun."

With that, Edgar nodded. "My assistant will handle the rest," he said before shooting off into the sky on his hoverboard.

Moments later, a smaller ship detached from the main vessel and soared into the clouds.