"Gobulo, Gobulo, wake up quickly, it's time to eat."
Faintly, Lucas heard someone calling him, and at the same time, his body was shaking violently. Opening his eyes, a monstrous three-headed creature with a huge head, thin limbs, green skin all over, and an ugly appearance appeared before him. The surrounding light was dim, as if he was in a cave.
Seeing this horrifying scene, Lucas slowly closed his eyes. "Hmm, I'm not fully awake yet, I must still be dreaming."
"Gobulo, you're awake! Why did you close your eyes again?"
'Gobulo, is he calling me? In my dream, I'm called Gobulo, and this monster in front of me can speak. And looking closely, he looks so much like a Goblin. He's calling me Gobulo, could it be...' Thinking of this, Lucas opened his eyes and looked down at his hands, immediately noticing the same thin, green arms as the monster in front of him. Am I dreaming of becoming a Goblin? This dream is quite interesting.
"Gobulo, hurry up and eat! You'll miss out if you're too late." With that, the Goblin in front of him pulled his arm, tugging him outside.
A slight pain came from his arm.
'Wait? Pain? I already felt this dream was a bit too real, could it be?'
A bad premonition arose in Gobulo's heart, and he quickly pinched the thigh of the Goblin opposite him, rotating it 360 degrees.
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
A pig-like scream came from the Goblin opposite him.
'He's screaming so realistically, this shouldn't be a dream.'
Though outwardly calm, Lucas's heart was in turmoil. Was there anything worse than waking up to find himself a girl?
Now there was. Waking up to find himself a Goblin. He had complained about his life not going smoothly before. Well, now he wasn't even human anymore.
'Looking at the current situation, it seems I've transmigrated. Strange, why can't I remember how I died before transmigrating? I'm an orphan, so no one should check my phone browser, right? I used incognito mode, so it should be fine. I hope no one opens my computer's study materials.'
While he was lost in thought, the Goblin opposite him was already angry and punched him. However, Lucas's former self had studied combat and reached a professional level. He took a step back to dodge the attack, then landed a right straight punch directly to the face.
"Bang!"
This punch directly knocked the opponent down. When Jerry got up again, he looked at Gobulo with fear.
Gobulo had no intention of continuing to fight and instead said, "What were you telling me to do just now?"
Hearing Gobulo's words, Jerry quickly said, "I came to get you for dinner." However, his voice was filled with terror; it was clear he had been scared by Gobulo's punch.
"Dinner, huh? Got it, take me there."
"Yes."
Subsequently, Lucas followed behind Jerry. Now that things had happened, he could only accept it. From today on, he would no longer be Lucas, but Gobulo, an ordinary Goblin.
But then again, since he had transmigrated, did he have a system or something similar?
On the way, he tried to call out in his mind.
"System, are you there? If so, show me the panel."
The next second, a panel similar to a game interface appeared before him. Seeing this panel, Gobulo breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, at least there was a system.
Instantly, the light of hope rekindled in his eyes. It was good to have a system; otherwise, it would be too difficult to survive as a Goblin. When he watched anime in his previous life, those high-level Goblins were quite cool. He hoped he could get rid of this weak state soon and advance to a high-level Goblin.
Saying that, he walked and checked his attribute panel.
Name: Gobulo
Race: Goblin
Template: Normal
Level: 1/20 (0%)
Stamina: 3
Strength: 3
Agility: 2
Spirit: 4
Charm: 0
Skills: Critical Hit lv.1
Talents: Devour (All monsters share this talent; you can gain experience by eating the corpses of monsters or humans) Monster Language (Humanoid monster talent language)
Remaining simulation attempts: 1 (One free simulation is obtained each natural month. Additionally, simulation attempts can be obtained by consuming magic crystals. As your strength increases, the number of magic crystals consumed per simulation will gradually increase. At the same time, simulation attempts cannot be accumulated, with a maximum of one at a time.)
The panel data was clear at a glance; it was evident that he was very weak now.
As for the simulation attempts, he could roughly understand them, having read simulator novels before. Because he wasn't sure what state his body would be in during a simulation, he didn't rashly start one.
"Gobulo, don't space out, hurry up, or all the meat will be eaten." Jerry cautiously reminded him.
Instead, he first said to the Goblin in front of him, "I need to go. You go eat first."
If he said this in the Human World, he would definitely be criticized. Who talks about this while eating? But Gobulo had heard that these Goblins weren't very intelligent. He was afraid that if he said his stomach hurt, these Goblins wouldn't understand what he meant, so he spoke very directly. However, the other party's subsequent words completely shocked him.
"What's so important? You can eat and go at the same time. You can go anywhere, but there's only one meal a day, and if you don't eat now, it'll be gone."
Looking at the clear yet foolish eyes of the Goblin opposite him, Gobulo grimaced and still said, "I need to go now. You go first."
"Oh, alright."
Seeing that Gobulo insisted, he couldn't say anything more and turned to leave.
After the other party left, Gobulo quickly returned to the cave where he had rested earlier. There wasn't a single Goblin here; they had probably all gone to snatch food. It should be safe to simulate here.
"System, start the first life simulation."
"The first life simulation has begun."
"Year one, you are Gobulo, an ordinary Goblin in a small Goblin Tribe on the outskirts of the Monster Forest. Your leader is a Troll. Although he possesses great strength, he is very lazy, so he makes you Goblins do everything for him. Your main tasks usually involve hunting and snatching females from other races."
"As a modern human, your intelligence is much higher than that of other Goblins. You understand that no matter how hard you work, everyone gets the same amount in the end. So, during every hunt, you rush to the very back of the team, and during every meal, you rush to the very front. In private, you continuously practice your skills. Gradually, as you live longer and eat more monster meat, your strength grows little by little, while most of the Goblins who strive hard die during hunts, and the few who survive are severely injured or disabled."