It had been a month since Anna Reed transmigrated, and running away to another world had turned out to be quite nice.
She gradually adapted to the new world. Her daily routine consisted of helping the succubi with infrastructure using small-scale magic and holding "Five Thousand Years of History" classes in the evening. Currently, she was teaching the line, "Do not say the stone man has but one eye; it shall stir the Yellow River and turn the world to rebellion." The cubs declared they were all fired up, ready to drive out foreign dynasties and welcome the Great Ming... And so, life continued with a regular rhythm day after day.
The system hadn't reacted in a long time. Its greatest use so far was the map; thanks to the information on resource distribution and burial depth, copper and iron mines were being excavated one after another.
Mineral deposits were prioritized for weapon production.
Although no signs of civilization had appeared within the detection range, it was always good to be prepared for a rainy day. Those who love war will perish, but those who forget war will be in danger.
The succubi possessed the [Strong] trait, so whether it was mining or blacksmithing, they achieved twice the result with half the effort. Swords, shields, and armor were produced in rapid succession—enough to fully arm 300 heavy infantry, each with the strength to uproot mountains and the spirit to cover the world. As succubi, investing so heavily in melee abilities early on was indeed something to complain about; it seemed they would have to grow up before they could fully awaken their true magical talent.
The high-speed development was inseparable from the starting location, and Anna couldn't help but thank the system.
The black soil of the tentatively named "Starry Plains" was not only rich in fertility but also contained countless high-quality mineral resources—all of them open-pit mines. In *Civilization VI* terms, the starting point was top-tier, making the early game very worry-free.
The Succubus civilization smoothly unlocked various Eureka technologies.
Through unremitting efforts, the technology tree finally branched into weaving, smelting, irrigation, and bricklaying. As for the Four Great Inventions, they were naturally crafted right from the start.
Anna discovered that the Succubus race was exceptionally gifted, with their farming skills practically maxed out. Without needing specific instructions, they invented tools like the curved-shaft plow and waterwheels. The settlement could now be called a village—a self-sufficient small-peasant economy.
She also found that as the Succubus race's productivity, cultural level, and scientific literacy improved, her own psionic power soared. Now, she could already conjure large fireballs.
The physical power of the National Will was consistent with the comprehensive national strength.
Anna used this power to nurture the little cubs; injecting psionic energy could promote physical development. Combined with the [Rapid Breeders] trait, they should reach sexual maturity faster, and then there would be a massive wave of new cubs. Succubi nourished by psionic energy often had flushed faces and were full of energy; they all said it felt very comfortable. They called this "The immortal strokes my head, binding my hair to receive longevity," which was quite fitting.
Her efforts in teaching five thousand years of history hadn't been in vain—they even knew how to quote classics now.
Evidently, the succubi had developed from a tribe to a village. The period of wild growth was over, and it was time to propose an orderly plan.
The performance of everyone working together gave Anna great encouragement, and she had already written a draft.
A short-term three-step strategy.
Step one: Establish farms and ranches sufficient to support self-sufficiency in grain and meat products, ensuring surplus food even after feeding the 300 hungry succubi.
Step two: Establish a mature handicraft industry to ensure that weapons and equipment are regularly maintained and replaced.
Step three: Reinforce the current settlement, construct defensive lines on the periphery, and send out scout teams for long-distance expeditions and searches every day.
The guiding ideology emphasized "preparing for war and storing grain" to maintain vigilance. No one knew the situation in the rest of the world; the succubi hadn't even encountered any indigenous intelligent creatures. They could only speculate about the strange environment with the greatest malice, treating it like a Dark Forest—discovery means destruction.
Besides a constant sense of crisis, there was no lack of entertainment. Now, chess, Go, and mahjong were the most common activities in the Succubus village. Anna watched the girls calling out "Kong," "Pong," and "Hu" one after another; the scene was too beautiful.
So weird. Let me look again... still so weird.
In addition to these tasks, Anna also decided on a major event that would forever affect the Succubus race.
She gave names to the 300 cubs. Without exception, they had no surnames and mainly addressed each other as "Comrade So-and-so."
Succubi had families, but children born had to be raised socially. There was no concept of "taking a surname," intended to strip away ties to the original family; the future would be an atomized society. They had long lifespans and did not age until the moment of death, with a lifelong labor system that removed worries about elderly care, so naturally, inheritance of property was not allowed. Increasing the population was promoted as a social duty, encouraging partner culture but not strictly binding it to reproduction—they could go with whoever they wanted to conceive a Succubus egg.
Don't want to raise a child because the emotional foundation isn't enough? That's great. Socialized upbringing is at your service; it's a perfect closed loop.
If privileges cannot be inherited by the next generation, a solid privileged class cannot form. Everyone works for the state, and the means of production are public.
Anna might have completed the most difficult step at the very beginning.
According to the theories in the Marxist mentor's work *The Origin of the Family, Private Property and the State*, the family clan is the beginning of private property, which in turn forms class differentiation. After all, out of instinct, everyone wants to leave wealth for their descendants... Anna didn't want to discuss complex issues; in short, she wanted to fundamentally deconstruct the family, which would also benefit future development.
The child of a capitalist is still a capitalist.
The child of a politician is still a politician.
The poverty of a farmer's child won't last more than three generations.
—As long as I live for one more day, I will never allow exploitation and oppression to appear within the Succubus race.
Anna wanted to take a series of measures to curb class solidification. One of the powerful trump cards was socialized upbringing. Where was the biggest problem?
Money.
Everything takes money. Education is a bottomless pit, with a huge funding gap waiting to be filled.
Demanding equal educational resources, public ownership support, and free education from childhood to adulthood—such good things do exist in the world, provided one throws money in regardless of the cost.
Before the next baby boom arrived, the Succubus village had to possess a certain degree of primitive capital accumulation; otherwise, Anna's plan would be dead in the water. However, a single penny can stump a hero, and there were indeed no more resources now.
Anna couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
The road is hard, with many forks.
"In the First Year of the Great Migration, in the village thatched cottage, the Sage sighed. Sensing the vastness of heaven and earth and the smallness of the Succubi, our generation still needs to forge ahead with determination."
"You don't need to record even this kind of thing!"
"Mentor, it was you who instructed us to pay attention to history," the little succubus in linen clothes said timidly.
So the main subject of recording was naturally Anna—the ancestor of the Succubus race, the Great Mentor, and the Living Saint. To this, she could only resign herself. Once the Succubus population increased, she wouldn't be the center of attention anymore. Probably.
"Xibi A, how many people can our current resources support at most?"
"Do you mean daily necessities or food?"
"Food."
"8.3 tons of berries, 5.5 tons of wild vegetables, and 7.9 tons of staple grains. Under the premise of a balanced diet, it's enough to support 600 succubi for two months, but this doesn't account for consumption after they reach adulthood."
The little succubus recited a long string of precise numbers. When Anna asked questions using different measurement standards, she answered fluently. Even among the generally intelligent succubi, she was top-tier, which was why she was chosen as one of the two current high-level assistants.
Resources were very tight. Forget feeding the next batch of cubs; even supporting 300 adults was a stretch.
Would Anna have to step forward at the critical moment? Continuously using magic to produce crops until her last bit of psionic energy was squeezed dry.
Theoretically, as the entity of the National Will, she didn't eat, drink, or rest, and had the energy to accelerate production. However, Anna wanted to minimize deus ex machina interventions. She should exist as a trump card; the highest combat power shouldn't normally consume too much. No one knew what kind of dangers existed in the other world...
"Report, Mentor! Miss Baka's search team has discovered a Goblin tribe."
Sociology +8, huh?