Chapter 16
Chapter 16
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 16
Chapter Title: Mid-Training Evaluation
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‘There’s still something unfulfilled.’
‘This is insane.’
Permanent stat increases. The effect from my Strength jumping from 11 was already making my fists feel noticeably more powerful, but now a fresh surge of power was welling up inside me. To raise a single stat in a Contaminated Area, you had to hunt down hundreds of monsters and absorb the dark matter released from their corpses.
Hunting monsters was a gamble where catching two or three in a day without getting hurt was considered a stroke of good luck. Yet here I was, just by thoroughly breaking down one bitch—pounding her pussy a few times and dumping a load in her mouth—and getting free stat boosts handed to me on a platter.
Sure, turning a person into this kind of ruined mess through training wasn’t something anyone could pull off. But compared to staking your life every second as a combatant or mercenary in a Contaminated Area, it was an absurdly low-risk, high-reward trait.
‘+4, +2, +1...’
It was a short message indicating the stat gains, but I focused on the amounts. Strength, which had been in the teens, went up by 4. Healing, now in the 20s after reaching 30, rose by 2. Mental Power, already in the 40s, increased by 1.
The stat gains from training must scale down based on the current stat level. Or maybe they diminish with each training session—either way, there had to be some kind of cap.
Otherwise, it wouldn’t make sense. Endless stat growth would mean infinite strength. Packing infinite power into a human body would turn an Awakener into a human black hole or supernova eventually.
So, let’s assume this ‘stat increase through training’ effect caps out at 50, with no further gains.
Even then, the position I could reach...
‘Grade 1 Combat Agent—Field Commander level in the Anti-Kaiju Special Warfare Unit.’
That alone was an unbelievable rank.
The Awakener management organization under the UN, and among them, the ultra-elite Anti-Kaiju Special Warfare Unit—where there were only five Field Commanders (incident commanders) total.
I’d never met one in person, but I’d heard they were less human and more like Kaiju themselves.
Once your primary stat exceeded 10—the realm of normal humans—you qualified as a Grade 5 Combatant. 20 was Grade 4, 30 Grade 3, 40 Grade 2...
Of course, ranks weren’t based solely on raw stats; unique traits and personal specialties factored in. There were special postings with quasi-Grade 1 or quasi-Grade 2 treatment in some cases.
But pure main stat over 50? Those were the monsters who could leap mountains with a single stomp or crumple rebar and reinforced concrete with finger strength alone before hurling it—the Grade 1 Combatants of the Anti-Kaiju Special Warfare Unit.
Field Commanders, who also led combat ops, couldn’t wear general officer ranks due to command structure, so nominally they were field-grade officers—around colonel—but treated like major generals. Pureblood Grade 1 Combatants like that were the pinnacle humanity’s top 0.0001% could reach worldwide.
Hoo—
A grin crept onto my lips without me realizing it.
Through revenge.
I could reach that height.
By turning the trashy bitches who ruined me into my slaves, I could gain that kind of power.
Lost in thought for a while, I caught the sound of Shin Nari’s utterly drained breathing in my ears.
“Hahk♡ Hngh♡ Haaa♡”
‘Come to think of it... 19 climaxes?’
What a slut.
Did she cum 15 more times in that short span...?
At this point, calling her a virgin might be a stretch.
Anyway, the stat boost was great, but even after breaking her down this much, the Subjugated Stage hadn’t hit max. That was unexpected.
‘There’s still something unfulfilled’...
I’d have to look into this soon.
If a single oral creampie interim settlement yielded this much, maxing out the Subjugated Stage would surely bring a massive reward.
I eyed Shin Nari’s skin, slick and glistening with sweat in her lewd state.
“How about we wash up while I think it over?”
Maybe it was because she was an Awakener, or just her natural constitution, but even without a shower, she didn’t smell bad at all...
Still, hygiene matters. Her soles were injured too, and urethral training left her vulnerable to urinary tract or urogenital infections.
All Awakeners shared the ‘Healing’ stat that bloomed universally, granting stronger immunity than normals to most diseases. But better safe than sorry.
Stroking.
I petted Shin Nari’s head a few times as she panted shallowly, then released the restraints on her limbs.
“Toilet Bitch. Get up. Time to wash.”
“Heok... Heok... Y-Yes♡”
Supporting her trembling legs, I led her to the bathroom. We passed the ground-floor entrance again, but she didn’t even glance at the locks.
Complete mental submission, the Exploiter’s oath, cock-kissing—and yet one final puzzle piece missing...
Mulling it over, we arrived at the bathroom.
Whoosh—
Steaming hot water poured into the tub.
“Strip. I’ll wash you.”
“Y-Yes? Uh, yes?”
Shin Nari looked utterly flustered.
After showing me everything—me blasting her pussy and ass, trembling like a bug sprayed with insecticide as she came—is this what embarrasses her?
Women really have parts that are hard to understand.
Swish.
She obeyed, peeling off her sweat-soaked shirt.
Her arms slid over her massive tits that seemed ready to spill downward, the flesh dimpling deeply around her wrists. A bead of cold sweat trickled along her collarbone, sliding into her cleavage. One hand shyly covered her mound, her thighs still slick from earlier traces.
Her breasts looked so huge and soft they practically begged to be groped, but her waist was slim. Following that curve led to wide hips that screamed for breeding, locking eyes with me. My balls even churned with fresh cum at the sight.
She was fucking gorgeous. No wonder she played the vixen, seducing guys left and right.
A regular girl with no abilities and a body like that would’ve been raped ages ago for pulling that shit. But back then, Shin Nari was a provisional agency Awakener. Untouchable background. And she knew exactly how to wield her weapons.
“Move your hand.”
“Ungh... Master...”
“You refusing me right now?”
“Ah! N-No, it’s not that... H-How could a mere toilet feel worthy of being washed by Master...”
Even as she said it, she slyly moved her hand behind her waist. Her huge, meaty marshmallows thrust forward in response.
“Good girl. Pretty thoughts like that earn you a pass.”
Squish grope.
“Haaah♡ Yes♡”
I guided Shin Nari under the cascade of warm water in the tub.
Squirting shampoo into my palm, I gently massaged her hair and scalp.
“Taking good care of possessions is a master’s duty too. Don’t feel burdened.”
“Yes♡”
“Stay a good girl, and I’ll keep pampering you like this.”
“Ehehe♡ Thank you, Master...”
I rubbed her scalp and nape with the slick shampoo for a good while, pondering what the final Subjugated Stage piece could be. But no answers came.
Hm?
‘Wait a sec.’
Why think about it? Why not just ask her directly?