Kingsley was amazed to see that all the demon goblins went through with it even though he could clearly see fear in their eyes. It seems that Viktor's influence on them was way more than he initially thought. All had undergone the same process he had gone through to implant the transmitter, except Hestia, who couldn't do so since she was a spirit.
"Okay, now that the painful part is done, here comes the easier and simpler part," Kingsley said as he uploaded a standard special forces training pack into them along with [Archery] and [Weapon Mastery].
All these things didn't immediately make you a master in the mentioned things, but they acted more like a guide to get you there much quicker than you could without them. For example, if it takes you two years to get really good at archery, then with the uploaded knowledge, it will take you about a month or two at the slowest.
Feeling the cold feeling in their heads, all the demon goblins, Viktor included, showed a pleased expression. Kingsley found it funny but still understood as it was a nice change of pace after the incredible pain.
"Now what you had just put in your heads are called transmitters...." Kingsley said as he started explaining the device and its functions to the group.
Hestia and Viktor, who were listening, couldn't help but feel as though this device in their heads was way more deadly than they thought. Of course, it wasn't deadly in a direct way; it was just a very powerful support item.
Viktor could feel the new information that had changed him completely. It seemed to show itself in the form of a new set of instincts. He looked at the familiar but unfamiliar device that his master kept on the table. It was a bow, but it looked completely different from the ones he knew. But now he could see clearly why this weapon was deadly, and beside it was the weirdly shaped weapon that his master called a [pistol].
To Viktor, this weapon may have been produced for slightly closer combat, but it was still an incredibly powerful long-range weapon. He always knew his master was powerful, but these weapons were something else.
"Each of you take one bow or sword and one pistol; your instincts will guide you on how to use it for now, I have something else to do," Kingsley said despite knowing how irresponsible that was. After all, instincts may be powerful, but they wouldn't teach you something you knew nothing about instantly.
Despite that, Kingsley still chose to let them be as he turned to the gathered meat. He had eaten this morning, but there were many men, women, and children who were just as stranded as he was in this world and didn't even see anything to eat last night, and he doubted that the ones who had could share theirs; after all, no one shares what they don't have in abundance.
"System, I want to donate everything here to as many people as I can as soon as possible."
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Donation request confirmed
245 units of orc meat were detected.
168 units of wolf meat were detected.
645 units of bear meat were detected.
1078 units of iron in chicken meat were detected.
2,136 units of food were detected.
There are a total of 31,000,000 people within your region.
Beginning random distribution in 3... 2.. 1
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The system's voice called out multiple times as it counted the amount of meat in the massive pile. Kingsley was surprised to hear that there were more than 2000 units of food in just an ordinary beast tide. He imagined how much more he could get in a real high tide event.
Something that bothered Kingsley a bit, however, was the number of people in his region alone. Humans were extremely bad at conceptualizing at times, and this number just showed how big this planet, which was 50,000x bigger than Earth, was. The terrible part of this whole thing was that by next week, this number would have been reduced by more than half since the beast tide event would start then.
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Distribution completed
As a reward for your kindness, the system has granted you a chance at a regional announcement. The message should not last longer than 5 minutes.
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Hearing the system's words, Kingsley was immediately stunned. He honestly didn't expect a reward, as this action was simply him disagreeing with MCs from novels with this sort of background. They extorted resources from the people when they could easily get it themselves. He wasn't a saint after all; he had his own selfish qualities, but that didn't mean that he would extort poor people of resources they didn't have when he quite literally had the whole world at his fingertips.
Looking at the reward, Kingsley suddenly felt as though the system was giving him the chance to help the others, though before he did that, he had to confirm something.
"Would I still level up if others surrendered their territories willingly?"
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The anomaly is that Lord Kingsley can only level up after conquering a certain number of other territories; how this is accomplished, however, is none of the system's concerns.
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"Thank you, system," Kingsley replied with a smile that sent shivers down the spines of the two who were watching him.
"My Lord, are you okay, sir?" Hestia and Viktor asked to confirm if their master was going mad.
"Eh?... Oh, sorry for that, I am perfectly fine," Kingsley said while still giving his evil smile.