As it would turn out I vastly underestimated what I needed to get this resort off the ground. My new manager quickly put in requests for those missing positions though, which I just unanimously approved. I didn't even think about a marketing position, so I just made sure that whoever was hired ended up being a girl. For the simple fact, that if Camron tried to woo one the gossip would backfire on him. At least that's what I would hope.

In other news, another incursion into the system happened. The coalition had ships prepared though, these ones actually meant for combat. Though they still weren't enough to prevent the ships from breaking through. Most ended up burning up into ash in the atmosphere, but the largest made it through. Time for the ground combat to begin soon. I started up a factory for actual combat robots. Not the remodeled local versions. But the angular flying disks with guns, I found I could only realistically control four drones before I would end up losing control of over things. Time for that command and control center I suppose.

Luckily I had managed a sizable stockpile of resources and was able to start building it right away. And to be honest, I was expecting more. Much more. It ended up looking like a cube, I get that it was really just a processing center. But it was such a boring building... The only signs it even did anything was the massive cooling fans that kept all the processors cool.

The camp that was on the other side of the mountain was gearing up, not for me thankfully. But for the ground combat that was about to commence. The enemy, I knew them as the swarm, quickly started to flood their way. And honestly my way as well. I had disabled the lasers a long time ago and just put down some normal looking gun turrets, not hidden of course. I bought a rather powerful rifle for my resident engineer, tossing it in with one of the automated shipments that came in.

Included in those was the bedding I ordered for the rooms. With that, it was time for him to move in to the more permanent room. The next day the manager arrived, I laughed to myself as he realized he wasn't able to get in her pants. That didn't stop him from trying, within three days I got a request to fire him but immediately denied it. This was just too hilarious to stop watching. Speaking of the new manager, she was a human. Dark hair mild magical abilities, but did her work well. Interviews were sorted quickly, and she warned everyone about the engineer that wouldn't stop hitting on her before they arrived. She really must not like his repeated attempts.

I wish I had popcorn for that drama, but I didn't really have time to focus on them. I have been sending out my drones, flying below the treetops and intercepting the waves of swarm enemies making their way to me. If I thought the meat ships were gross, these looked like animals without skin which was objectively worse. But they were limited to the ground for now so my flying drones made easy work of them. There was just so god damn many of them.

By the third day of fending them it quickly became apparent that this was more then what they could have possibly fit in their ship, meaning they had set up a base of some sort. Inadvertently the military showed up because their predictions were that this place would have been overrun days ago, but when the wave didn't hit the city they were protecting they were sent here instead.

On the other side of the mountain I could hear the constant ring of gunfire. Oh and they shipped away the fake me they fished out of the lake. The coalition people left with it, but the base remained. And from the swarm of ugly meat monsters it showed no sign of being decommissioned soon.

Anyways the squad that showed up here got here just as the dregs of the swarm I had thinned with my drones were in range of my walls. So they got the very welcoming sight of the meat-dogs exploding into gore under the incredibly overkill sized bullets I used. They promptly turned around and no doubt sent a report about how this place has some excellent defenses.

It was very obvious that if this continued my base would be overrun. I started making making new drones, they were much bigger. The ones I'm using now are about the size of a person, the ones I started to build were the size of fighters. I was worried about how I'd get away with hiding these things but quickly gave up and set them to self-immolate once their task was completed. This was a team that'd put everything into destroying the base and blow themselves up on the place.

I was just about to send them out when the news started to report on the situation, warning people of strange monsters and to bolster security. No explanation as to what exactly they were, but I noticed a definite uptick in gun sales. That's an idea, could sell a few handheld versions of my guns. Though I doubted anyone would be able to fire them from the recoil.

Deciding against the sale of weapons I sent out my fighters, at night of course. Mainly I didn't want to sell guns because it would just be more paperwork and other things I didn't want to deal with. Through the cameras on my fighters I saw the base, it looked like a pulsing tumor. And from the surface, out poured the abominations of meat that were swarming the surroundings from tiny little holes.

I'm glad I decided to equip the fighters with plasma throwers, they didn't need to come back to resupply and when they were done could overheat them to explode themselves. But mainly because the swarm was incredibly weak against the vaporizing energy. It seemed if I waited any longer we really would have gotten overrun as they were just starting to send out larger beasts from large fleshy ports made of flesh at ground level. The first shots of plasma bored great holes of ash into the mass of flesh, it seemed quiver in pain for a moment. Then as one all the little enemies started to return fire. All manner of stuff was thrown at the fighter, bile straight from the mouth of a particularly gross thing. Sharpened pieces of bone pulled from one's own shoulder. Needless to say that fighter went down quickly before exploding as it was programmed taking out a good spot of the large swarm.

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Not nearly enough though, so I made all the fighters focus fire on the structure. I'd like to think if I looked over that direction of the fighting I'd see flashes of light as the fight increased in intensity. But I didn't have any cameras really facing that direction.

My fighters were eventually destroyed, I was a bit worried as I didn't really have a way to produce anything stronger at the moment. That and I didn't have any more metal to make more fighters. Luckily it seemed the military had finally been free to reallocate their own air units and with much more quantity carpet bombed the place.

With the last of the fleshy monstrosities destroyed and the remnants in space were being mopped up we had earned at least another few months of peace. Hopefully at least, I wasn't looking forward to a sudden surprise entry from another swarm fleet. I noted that there wasn't any of those large ships like the one I had slammed into with my entry into the system. I had a feeling that the next one to arrive would include at least one of those giant puss spewing monsters.

I realized I would have to start sending stuff into space soon, I quickly registered a new company. A civilian space agency to ease with putting stuff into space. I almost started on a production line for combat ships, but ended up stopping as I realized that directly launching a space craft from the surface would be suspicious. As it was now their space ships were constructed in space, in the singular space station in orbit. With shuttles to ferry people up and down, needless to say I received an email from a government agency of the beastman kingdom after about a week had passed.

I had put the idea on paper when setting up the new company, launching things into orbit using large railguns. Really if the item was small enough it didn't have to stop there, I could easily put something in orbit of any planet. But the military was now interest in it, they wanted to know if I had started construction. Which was an easy no, as I was still procuring a location. My reply to them included a lengthy complaint at the excruciatingly slow process of the government approving land for the use of my new space agency.

The next day, I received another email. This time I was very surprised, I was honestly expecting them to come in and take over my project. Instead they assigned me land that was already approved for space launches and informed me they dumped money into the companies account. It was no guess that they wanted better means to get stuff into space. They also pitched the Idea of 'catch' so that they could shoot materials into orbit and catch them to construct their ships in space. Seemed the recent incursion really pushed them into funding space programs, it wasn't just me either. They had funded many other companies with ideas to put things in space.

The recent funding had brought the peering eyes of the public into investigating the company. Where they found that I had another company that was just opening a luxury resort in a few days. The free advertising was great, so I was no longer worried about it flopping due to lack of visitors.

The land they assigned to me however, was a military base. There were guards stationed around the place with a very large clear area in the center. They had been preparing for this since the first incursion it seemed. They just needed someone to start constructing their ideas. I didn't tell the press my ideas or why I was being funded so much money. The others however were very vocal about how they're working on a heavier duty shuttle so they can start sending more stuff with less trips into orbit.

There was one company that had proposed a space elevator, but of course the costs involved were just too much and ended up not getting funded. Another had a similar idea to my launch into orbit, but rather it was launched with dumb missiles and was scooped up by a specially designed ship already in orbit to transport them to the construction dock. Mine however I just had to shoot a target already in orbit, but it seemed that we both got funded so we were directly competing. Other more quiet companies were obviously working on some sort of combat ship in orbit rather than the supply lines.

I could have constructed everything required in a single day but with it being a military base and the curious reporters outside it would have been too suspicious. Instead I was forced to send Camron with a truck full of bots.

I sent him with an email, being a bit more transparent than usual. 'I know you've noticed some strange things with the construction bots, so keep an eye on them and prevent them from acting too strange while they work.' He didn't reply, but I knew he saw it.

With the funding I was provided I was able to purchase a lot of materials, more then I would have ever used to construct the four story tall rail cannon. However I didn't spend it all on metals, instead I saved some for reserving the orbit of the 'catch' in space. I thought about just launching the structure into orbit from the ground, but instead reserved a bay in the station. It would make it easier to start constructing ships if I already had a bay in space. It would take significant corporate finagling to start a new space station to construct ships. However that still left the long supply chain of materials that needed to be shipped to space first.

My ships didn't need to be constructed in orbit, they were fine to launch from the planet itself. But it would be very strange if I started launching ships from the ground powered by a strange power plant. I shook my head mentally, even just the railgun I was planning on building was already quite suspicious. But with the blue goo now cracked I had access to a magical technology that made it less suspicious. I swapped my blueprint to use magical power so it wat more believable to them, however it ended up losing out on the power because that technology wasn't as mature. A few more months and it'd be just as good, if not better.

Improvements would have to wait until later though, I had to get it constructed first. Now it was another waiting game. Oh how I wished I could sneak my way off planet... The thought of developing a stealth ship to get me off planet sounded like an excellent idea.