” “Goblins, a low-level, ugly monster species that enjoys abducting members of the opposite sex into their caves for breeding.” “They possess an instinctive attraction to, and possessiveness toward, any member of the opposite sex.” “It’s worth noting that goblins have a racial talent allowing them to mate with any species, which means their targets aren’t limited to humans.
Sometimes, they even go after chickens and ducks in farmhouses or cattle and sheep in pens.” By the campfire, the adventurer party leader, Garp, was explaining information about goblins to the newcomer, Haus.
Their upcoming mission was to clear out a goblin nest.
After finishing his explanation, Captain Garp patted Haus on the shoulder and then went to sleep with the other three party members, leaving the newcomer Haus alone on night watch.
Of course, this wasn’t adventurer bullying; everyone actually took turns on night watch.
It was just that as the newcomer, Haus was naturally scheduled for the first shift.
After all, the sun had just set, and monsters in the forest weren’t very active yet, so there wasn’t much need to worry about sudden dangers.
Only late into the night would extra vigilance be required.
By then, the experienced adventurer and captain, Garp, having rested, would take over the night watch until dawn.
Moreover, the main reason for having Haus, the newcomer, take the first watch was to give him more experience, help him adapt, and help him integrate into real-world adventurer life.
By the campfire, Haus glanced at his teammates who hadn’t fully fallen asleep yet, then lowered his head, pretending to focus on the longsword laid across his thighs.
In reality, he was taking the opportunity to check his system panel.
[Monster Girl Contract Manual] [Name: Haus] [Race: Human] [Strength: 5 (Physical Attack, Lifting Strength, Striking Force)] [Agility: 5 (Movement Speed, Reflexes, Coordination)] [Constitution: 5 (Vitality, Defense, Stamina)] [Intelligence: 10 (Memory, Mental Power, Learning Ability)] [Perception: 10 (Observation, Intuition, Judgment)] [Charisma: 5 (Presence, Charm, Persuasiveness)] [Skills: None] [Contracted Monsters: None] …
A very ordinary set of panel data.
But the Intelligence and Perception stats were absurdly high, twice that of an average person.
Perhaps this was because Haus himself was a transmigrator.
Recalling the moment he first woke up in the farmhouse a month ago, Haus still felt a sense of unreality.
He had truly crossed over.
As for his previous life, no need to mention it.
An ordinary office worker, he had ended up in another world after a heroic act gone wrong.
Not only had he been reborn, but he had also gained a cheat ability that allowed him to check his personal stats, contract with monsters, and share their skills.
It was just the way this cheat ability worked that left Haus feeling a bit speechless.
He had to gradually meet the monsters’ demands, interact with them, and work hard to raise their affection until the conditions for a contract were met.
What kind of “Galgame” version of a contract manual was this!
Complaints aside, Haus obediently quit his job as a farmer.
Using the money his predecessor had saved over several years for a house and a wife, a total of seventy-four silver coins and twelve copper coins, he bought a set of equipment to prepare for his upcoming life of adventure.
The adventuring party beside him was one Haus had paid ten silver coins to join, allowing him to tag along for his first exploration.
It was expensive, but worth it.
Because according to his predecessor’s memories, the monsters in this world were not weak.
Even the lowest-tier goblins and slimes possessed the strength to kill an ordinary human single-handedly.
Every outing was a risk.
Haus didn’t want to fail on his very first adventure.
The best choice was to find an experienced adventuring party, join them on a few missions, and familiarize himself with the environment and the adventurer’s life.
He still valued his life quite a bit.
“Ahem!” A soft cough sounded from behind.
The party’s spellcaster, Russell, coughed once.
At the same time, the burly man serving as the tank, Zem, began to snore.
Snapping back to reality, Haus pushed aside his scattered thoughts and began to focus seriously on his night watch duty, until it was the spellcaster Russell’s turn, then the archer Jack’s, followed by the burly man Zem, and finally the captain, Garp.
When it was Zem’s turn to keep watch, Haus, still too excited about adventuring life to fall asleep easily, heard the faint sound of snoring from the spellcaster, Russell.
He gained a new understanding of this woman who had been giving him a stern look all day.
…
“Haus, there’s a slime over there.
Do you want to give it a try?” At dawn, on the way to the goblin nest, the archer Jack suddenly turned around and spoke to Haus, who was at the back of the party.
Following Jack’s gaze, Haus noticed a translucent green blob wriggling in the bushes ahead.
Inside the blob were a few broken bones and twigs.
Slimes, nature’s trash cans.
They could hold and eat almost anything.
They could even gnaw on stones.
Hearing Jack’s sudden suggestion, Haus immediately looked toward Captain Garp.
The slime wasn’t part of their current mission.
“Go ahead.
That slime isn’t very big.” Captain Garp first glanced at Jack and his two veteran teammates before nodding slightly at Haus.
Seeing this, Haus nodded back, picked up his brand-new secondhand longsword, and walked toward the slime.
Haus’s money was only enough to buy either a fully intact inner armor or a fully intact longsword.
So he chose two half-priced secondhand pieces of equipment.
When it came to gear, it was better to buy something decent than something poor.
As long as it worked, there was no need to be too picky.
He arrived in front of the slime.
Haus stared at the slime before him, its round eyes fixed on him, and activated the Appraisal function from the manual on it.
[Does not meet contract requirements] Alright, this was a male slime.
Haus tightened his grip on his longsword and swung it down toward the slime.
But just as the blade was about to strike, the slime slid away with an eerie grace, slipping past the tip of the sword.
Then, to Haus’s astonishment, the half-meter-wide green oval water blob suddenly contracted into a tight ball, leaped into the air, and slammed into him with full force.
*Thud!* The impact sent Haus stumbling backward.
The force was immense.
No wonder they said that even ordinary slimes possessed enough combat strength to kill a human on their own.
After steadying himself, Haus shifted into a battle-ready stance and lunged forward with a sweeping slash aimed at the slime.
The blade sliced through the slime’s rounded, dust-covered outer membrane, striking the withered bones and branches inside.
A torrent of fluid sprayed out, splattering onto Haus’s arm with a faint warmth and a foul stench.
Though the fluid resembled human stomach acid and was corrosive, its potency rapidly diminished upon exposure to air.
The intensity was almost negligible.
Haus paid it little mind, simply shaking his arm to flick off the slime fluid.
But before he could deliver a second strike *Splurt, splurt, splurt…* A gushing sound suddenly erupted from within the slime.
The once-steady stream of fluid now sputtered intermittently before gradually ceasing altogether.
The membrane Haus had torn open was rapidly healing, tightly sealing off any further leakage.