[DURATION:] Fifteen Days
Phei stared at the notification.
Then stared some more.
One thousand EXP.
That was... that was insane. His total accumulated EXP since the system bound to him was barely over six hundred. One mission—one fuck—would nearly triple his entire progress.
Twelve physical stats.
Split evenly, that was four points to Strength, Endurance, and Agility each. Or dumped into one category for a massive boost. Either way, it would push him significantly closer to the "average healthy male" threshold he was still embarrassingly below.
Ten charm points.
The presence that didn't just get glances but held them.
And a new technique. Fiery Cock Technique. He didn't know what that meant, but given the system's track record, it was probably exactly as overpowered as it sounded.
All of this. Just for fucking Maddie Whitmore.
