《Greed》Chapter 19: Plans
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Since it was late at night, not many goblins were walking around in the village. Most of them were asleep in their sheds. This allowed Kei and his two subordinates to sneak in the wolf corpses that they were carrying on their backs. Also, since Kei left echolocation activated, he could sense if anyone was walking in the same area; making the task much easier. After a few more minutes of skillfully maneuvering themselves, they were now in front of their rooms.
(What a day! I’m still kind of worn out from the fight I just had. Luckily, I was able to rest a little bit before Ai and Yujin finished their fight. Including the long walk we had to make to get back to the village, I feel like I’ve somewhat recovered.)
Kei was planning on testing out his new skills later on during tonight. Therefore, he was glad that his body wasn’t too damaged. Being as strong as he was, there would now be little to no risk if he trained in the forest. However, he would make sure to stay close to the village.
(Before I head out again, I need to recollect my thoughts.)
Kei placed his wolf corpse and silk bag (carrying the claws he picked up from the hunt) into the shed. After saying goodnight to both Ai and Yujin, he completely covered the front of his room with wood. This was to block out prying eyes. Even with echolocation, he couldn’t sense how far someone was looking from.
Consequently, Kei activated “Spider Silk”. He would spend the next few hours thinking about his life so far and making plans for what’s next. Since he wasn’t going to be focused on weaving the thread from his ability, the benefits of training “Spider Silk” would be much less. However, since Kei loved being “AFK” (away from the keyboard) while reaping in-game benefits in his previous life, coming up with this idea was quite simple. After giving himself a mental pat on the back, he entered into deep thought.
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(Tomorrow will be the ninth day that I was born into in this world. Now that I look back, it’s kind of funny how easily I’ve been taking this. In my previous life, I remember reading a few reincarnation manga. The main character in those stories was so eager to return to earth. For me, I don’t feel the same way at all. I lived such a shitty life…why would I ever want to go back? Unless it was to conquer the earth as well, I’d see not point in going there.)
Before he died, Kei wasn’t an anti-social person. Although one may assume him to be so, he could still hold a lengthy conversation with others like it was nothing. He even made quite a few friends throughout his life. However, for Kei, all of those people felt superficial. It was rare for someone to stick their neck out for the other when times got rough.
Furthermore, he felt that most people were pre-disposed to following the masses. If he could describe the phenomenon, it was probably that most people had a desire to be like the rest; to “fit in”. Kei couldn’t care less about that.
Moreover, he questioned why people cared so much about acting as though they were better than others. Although he did have an ego at times as well, he would never outwardly show it. This was because being a show-off decreased one’s chances of success. People also get irritated by this type of personality. There’s nothing to gain from it. He believed that only fools cared about flaunting their power. Therefore, even if he became much stronger in the future, Kei would keep his congratulatory thoughts to himself. The more humble one is, the greater they look to their followers. He then delved even deeper into his thoughts.
(Another thing I didn’t understand about people back on earth is why they kept arguing about their beliefs. Some religious extremists would kill others if they weren’t followers. Similarly, non-religious people would want to exterminate others of the same religion regardless of whether or not they were extremists. Then, people would go on for hours and hours about who’s right or wrong.)
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He then started thinking about his opinion on the topic.
(I don’t see the point. It’s just a huge clusterfuck. I mean look at me, I’ve been reincarnated. You don’t see me trying to argue with these goblins about “Reincarnationism”…People are such idiots. Seriously, what a bunch of bullshit. If humans want to serve someone so bad, they could just become my slaves. Hahaha...Okay…that was a bad joke.)
Calming down, he realized that he now needed to shift his thoughts towards his current life. There were some issues that needed to be taken care of. First, he began thinking about his current abilities.
(I need to choose what skills to keep as passive or active. Before, it didn’t really matter since the monsters usually didn’t attack that quickly. This allowed me just enough time to activate my non-passive skills. However, now, I just don’t know how fast the monsters could end being. Therefore, it’s better to be safe and keep as many of my skills activated as possible.)
He decided that from now on, “Hard”, “Acceleration”, “Smash”, "Unwavering", “Slash”, “Echolocation”, “Night Vision”, “Pack Leader”, and “Job: Spear User” would be kept activated. Although he hadn’t yet tested out “Pack Leader”, the ability was pretty self-explanatory. “Acceleration” would have to be tested out tonight since he didn’t yet have full control over the speed. Furthermore, the only time Kei would deactivate the skills above would be to test himself or train without having to solely rely on his abilities. Also, there would be no need to activate resistances or language since those were now passive. “Venom”, “Spider Silk”, and “Howl” would be activated on demand since these abilities could cause accidents. Finally, he decided that “Observe” would be activated on demand as well since keeping it activated for too long gave him headaches.
(Now, there’s one last thing left that I need to decide. What will I do from now on? Do I continue training? Should I start finding out about how to take over the village? There’s a lot of possibilities for me.)
After giving it some thought, he came up with an idea. Tomorrow, he would stay in the village. Since both and Ai and Yujin still needed to heal from their injuries, this would allow them to sleep well and fully recover. Furthermore, this would give Kei time to ask the goblin elder about the hierarchy of goblins within the village. Before, he couldn’t bring up the conversation because it would have come out of the blue. He didn’t want to make the elder suspicious. However, now, he could start talking about his experiences with Ai and Yujin and lead the topic of discussion towards the information he wants. This would allow him to gauge the strength level he needs to first reach before taking control over the goblins. Afterwards, he would do a thorough tour of the village.
(Yeah, that probably sounds like the best option for now. I’m content with taking tomorrow off. But, if I find any goblin in the village who really pisses me off, I’ll kill them straight away. Although I’d rather keep as many goblin as possible for when I’m in control of the village, I definitely wouldn’t mind some extra exp.)
Noting this, he got up. A few hours had passed. Surprisingly, “Spider Silk” had improved quite a bit. After de-activating it, he left the shed and headed towards the outskirts of the village. He would spend the rest of the night testing out “Howl” and “Acceleration”.
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