An Extra’s POV

'Hehe! Finally, I'm back!'

Rey had a wide grin on his face as he began to walk down the wide passageway of the seventh floor.

He had been looking forward to this moment for a while now, and there were a lot of things he couldn't start doing.

'I made sure to properly understand every single detail about Hobs that I read. While the research on them was incomplete, he practically knew all there was to know at this point.'

As per the plan, he would ensure their civilization flourished by teaching them a bunch of things and ensuring that they evolved a lot in the process.

'I should also experiment with the effects of various Monster Cores on them.'

Rey was genuinely curious about what would happen, and he was itching to find out.

"SKRRIAAAK."

"GURRIAKKA."

"HUKAKAYA."

The sounds of Hobgoblins danced in his ears as he entered the clearing.

Once again, he was greeted with a putrid odor. It wasn't as bad as the previous time, but it still smelled disgusting.

"Well… I'm back." Rey muttered as he watched the Hobs recognize his presence.

The instant they saw him, all of them—women and children—rushed to his presence.

They all kneeled and bowed their heads in subservience, speaking words in Goblin language that properly passed across a message of submission.

'Guess we're back to this…'

Rey didn't particularly dislike it, but he also wasn't the biggest enjoyer of being worshiped.

As long as they did what he wanted, he didn't mind either way.

"Well, let's begin, shall we?"

*******

to properly teach the Hobgoblins

time…' Rey thought

development wasn't nearly as easy as instructing them to harvest Monster

for

he had to recognize

made some progress today.' He comforted

the waste system, but Rey also

use it to cook, for warmth, and also to burn away

what they drank for water, the Goblins showed them a pool of muddled water

fell from crevices in the ceiling at particular intervals, and when it did, they let it

the water would mix with the

the water wasn't running, it improved the chances of disease

are living things too. While these ones have evolved to tolerate

percent of Hobgoblins died before reaching adulthood, and even among those who did, only seven percent made it to old

It was that bad.

problems, just

genuinely

instructed them to make large pots from

would allow them to cook and

know complicated stuff about homemade equipment and health practices. Maybe I'll have

was going to ask Alicia

be too

much she knows about what I

Alicia never asked him any questions regarding how he spent his time and what he was

thought he would be constantly policed by her,

she know, and she's hiding it? Or is she really

knew was constantly curious and suspicious of what she

Rey suspect

sure, though. I just have to remain

anything, he

'Welp! Back to topic!'

done constructing the pots he had instructed them to. He knew it would take a lot of trial and error, but they were bound to

Rey knew he had

he had to do

important was to drain as many Monster Cores as he could from

it was already staring

this first…' Rey smiled widely as he stared at the 'thing' that had now