His eyes trembled as he pushed the woman's skin to distance himself and ponder the notification.
However, his baby's hands sunk into her breast's soft texture, forcing him to accept the situation despite the shame burning his cheeks.
With a deep inner sigh, he closed his eyes to escape the mound engulfing his vision and focused on the notification.
'Arun told us that consuming enough magical beast meat can increase stats. Is this what's happening? Can I now train like Julius instead of relying on levels to become stronger?'
Since it had been like that since he woke up for the first time, he didn't dwell on the matter too much, but stat points had repeatedly blocked him one way or another, especially intelligence.
With no way to absorb mana as a ghost, he had relied on potions. Yet, he lost that method after his dream place's body's destruction during Kwame's ritual, leaving him stuck on the third tier.
