From Goblin Slave To Giga-Daddy: A Goblin's Guide to Getting a Harem-Chapter 11: Leveling Up!

[Lust Points: 145]

[Do you want to convert them into level-up points?]

Rae stared at the glowing screen like it was the menu to an all-you-can-eat buffet.

He lay flat on his straw mattress, one leg draped off the edge like a lazy cat, chest rising and falling as he panted slightly from... well, being alive, mostly.

It had been a long day.

The plants were watered, the house was still standing, and he hadn't been turned into a kebab by Alex.

A solid day in goblin terms.

His muscles ached, his brain felt like mashed potatoes, and he was 90% sure he could still smell Alice's shampoo in his dreams.

"Damn... this body's got no stamina."

He stretched, arms behind his head, his loincloth barely covering the family jewels like always. It wasn't laziness—it was a fashion statement. Probably.

He let out a sigh, then focused back on the screen.

[First Quest: 100 points.]

[Second Quest: 15 points.]

[Third Quest: 10 points.]

[Bonus for Quest Completion (Milk Inspector Final Reward): 20 points.]

[Full Quest Line Bonus (Milk Inspector Complete): 55 points.]

[Total: 200 Lust Points.]

"Fuck!"

That damn goblin dong was pitching a tent again—no surprise. It stood at full attention every time Alice even flickered through his mind like a late-night rerun of his favorite, most inappropriate show.

"Dammit! What were those milkers... that nectar... that bounce..."

He was losing it—straight-up spiraling like a man who just discovered sin and liked it way too much.

His clawed fingers reached down like they had a mind of their own, gently stroking the green beast as it throbbed in his palm.

The thorns lining it weren't painful—they were more like soft ridges, ornamental, as if his dick came factory-equipped with fancy crown molding.

"...Man, who the hell designed goblins like this?"

Then his eyes snapped to the glowing screen.

[Convert Lust Points into Level-Up Points? Y/N]

"Yes. Yes. Yessss... make me stronger, you pervy-ass system."

[Converting 145 Lust Points into Level-Up Points...]

[Congratulations! You now have 2 Level-Up Points!]

[Do you wish to level up now?]

Rae paused. He should probably stop and think. Think like a strategist. Weigh the pros and cons. Analyze future builds and skill trees. Maybe even draw a damn chart.

But all that filled his head was boobs. Sweet, soft, bouncing boobs. Her cheeks—both sets. Her scent. That whispery breath of hers when she slept.

"Fuck it. If I die, I die hard."

He shut his eyes, threw both arms up like a dramatic martyr, and shouted—

"DO IT!"

A moment later, a tidal wave of euphoria hit Rae.

It was warm, it was tingly, and it felt like every ache in his crusty little goblin bones got massaged out by soft, maternal heavenly pillows.

"Aaaaahhhh... it's like bathing in titty milk and drinking moonlight at the same time."

New knowledge swirled in front of his eyes.

[Congratulations on leveling up!]

[You are now a Level 2 Goblin!]

[Still stupid. Still horny. Level up more to become intelligent.]

A vein throbbed in Rae's oversized green forehead like it was trying to headbutt the insult out of existence.

"Rude-ass system. I'm an intellectual pervert, thank you very much."

Still, he didn't argue. He had more important things to celebrate.

[Gained Passive Ability: "Forever Level Zero"]

[No matter how much you level up, you will be appraised as Level Zero until you hit Level 50.]

"HOLY. FUCK."

Rae gasped, leaping up from the straw bed like someone just announced a global boob sale.

"That's... that's GENIUS!"

He began jumping up and down, practically vibrating with excitement.

"That means I could become a goddamn super-goblin and humans would still think I'm a useless green turd! I'm invisible! I'm the underdog! I'm the sneaky sneaky pervert ninja king!"

Overwhelmed by the thrill, Rae twirled around in circles, his green goblin dong doing its own independent helicopter routine beneath his loincloth.

"HELICOCKTER! HELICOCKTER!"

He yelled gleefully.

But then another message popped up.

[You have grown 2 centimeters.]

"Huh?"

Rae blinked at the message. He had grown two centimeters? Instinctively, he looked down.

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Nothing felt... longer.

[Overall height...]

"Oh. Be specific, damn it."

Rae nodded to himself with exaggerated wisdom. He was still a gremlin—barely three and a half feet tall—but now, with this glorious two-centimeter upgrade...

"Three and a half plus two centimeters is... uh... yeah, whatever."

It wasn't that Rae didn't know math or anything. Obviously. He was just a goblin now. A stupid goblin. If he were in his human body, he'd have calculated it perfectly. Like, instantly. With decimals and everything.

He shrugged it off. There were far more important things to worry about. His hand slide down toward that important thing...

...

Meanwhile, in the calm, magic lamp-lit comfort of Alex's bedroom, the hero himself was nose-deep in documents—parchments, maps, kingdom reports—stuff only kings and overachievers pretended to care about after sunset.

He was sprawled sideways on the bed, one arm tucked under his head, eyes lazily scanning the lines. The baby snored softly in a bundle nearby, out cold like only tiny humans could be.

Click.

The bathroom door creaked open, and a warm cloud of flowery steam spilled out like a whisper from heaven's private spa.

The scent of lilac, honey, and expensive shampoo swept through the room like a secret invitation. But Alex didn't look up. Not yet.

Then came Alice's soft voice.

"Dear... I was thinking... tonight, maybe..."

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What might be Alice wanting to do tonight? Any idea? :)