As Jiji had beco proficient in firearms under Felix's guidance, she volunteered to coach Clover and her tribe in the art of shooting. This freed Felix to return ho and gather the lifespan needed for the transportation system.
However, the initial ammunition that was part of the agreent turned out to be insufficient for training purposes. Felix ended up crafting one million rounds of ammunition to satisfy the demands of the lamias and beastn. Only then did Jiji feel they had enough for practice.
After replacing the essence stone battery in his jetpack, Felix left Clover's village. Clover, for her part, promised to collect all the treasures her tribe had scavenged from the surrounding area, planning to present them to Felix within a week as part of their ongoing negotiations.
…
Returning ho early, Felix went straight to the essence stone room to begin his notorious smoking ritual. The cigars he smoked were deadly, but they granted him extra lifespan at the cost of multiple deaths.
Over the next three days, Felix died, resurrected, died again, resurrected again, and repeated. Each loop yielded him 3,600 years of lifespan. After completing three loops, Felix reached his goal of 10,000 years.
With a few extra days still left in the week, Felix decided to take a short break. He relaxed, checking on his dinsional farmland ga to see what his farr and hobgoblin were up to.
A pixelated screen materialized in front of him, showing the two characters working together peacefully. The farr was harvesting spirit potatoes, while the hobgoblin had built a new storehouse to manage their growing supply of crops.
However, sothing caught Felix's attention. Narrowing his eyes, he noticed a subtle yet unmistakable change in the hobgoblin's appearance.
Her belly had beco noticeably larger.
'Oh!'
Felix thought, as the realization dawned on him. A grin spread across his face.
'Good job, my guy. You've done it. You're a daddy now.'
Though it had only been a month since the two had been together, Felix figured that fantasy pregnancy tilines didn't exactly follow normal logic. The hobgoblin's belly was already as large as soone nearing the end of their term.
As if on cue, Felix watched the hobgoblin suddenly sit down, visibly in pain. The farr rushed over to help her.
Before Felix could fully comprehend what was happening, the hobgoblin let out a sharp squeal, and a small, green baby was born right in front of him.
Jessica's system portrait appeared on screen, expressionless as always.
*DING*
Felix frowned and glanced at Jessica. "Why should I waste a thousand years of my life on that? If they want a na, they can na it themselves."
"…"
Was this a pay-to-win system?
Felix despised those kinds of gas. They always lured players into spending their hard-earned money to get ahead. But this was different. These weren't just virtual characters—these were real beings, people who depended on him. If spending so of his life energy could improve their lives, he figured it was worth it.
"Fine. Let think..." Felix mumbled, feeling the weight of his decision. Naming them wasn't just about slapping on labels; nas had power. They could shape destinies, grant abilities, and alter the course of lives.
He closed his eyes, focusing hard, and ntally sifted through possible nas. For ten minutes, he whispered ideas to himself, each one carefully weighed.
Finally, Felix made his decision.
"The farr will be known as Terris. It's derived from Terra! It should an sothing like 'Earth,' right?"
*DING*
The ga screen flashed, and a bright beacon of light shone down on the pixelated farr. Felix watched, surprised, as Terris looked up in awe. The little figure on the screen shed a tear, gazing back at Felix as though aware of the magnitude of the mont.
Terris had been reborn in a sense.
Felix sat back, startled by the notification.
Felix widened his eyes in amazent. He ntally calculated the possibilities. Normally, a single seed of spirit potato might yield two to five potatoes. With this upgrade, Terris could potentially harvest eight to twenty from just one seed, granted that he planted the seeds twice.
"This is... insane."
But there was one catch. Felix couldn't force Terris to hand over his crops. The man had his own life, his own needs. Felix wouldn't dare act like a tyrant and demand every last potato, even if the thought of barrels of spirit potato beer did make him salivate a little.
"Well, they should have excess harvest, right?" Felix reasoned. "I'm sure they'll give so of the extra potatoes they can't store."
His mind wandered to the spirit potatoes already sitting in his inventory, converted into beer. He hadn't tasted it yet, saving it for a special occasion. Maybe this was a sign that the ti for celebration was near.
Felix cleared his throat. "Next, the goblin. You will be known as Gelda! And the baby's na will be Kip!"
*DING*
Felix froze. "Wait... I thought it was 1,000 years for all of them together."
Jessica's screen popped up, her usual calm, expressionless face looking down at him.
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