The Lustful Villain: Every Milfs and Gilfs are Mine!-Chapter 256. I’m Such A F-Ing Genius To Plan All Of This! (Abusing Mechanics!)
The morning light filtered through the curtains of the private guest room at the Silver Rest, a morning that followed nights filled with productivity in every sense.
Rex had awakened before either of them, and of course, he didn’t need much sleep. Just one hour and a cup of coffee were enough to kickstart his productive day.
This pattern was characteristic of his behavior since arriving in this world, where the unique quality of his sleep allowed him to become fully alert before anyone else had started to wake.
As the sun rose, casting a warm glow across the landscape, Rex took a moment to appreciate the tranquility of the early morning.
He understood that soon the hustle and bustle of the day would commence, but for now, he enjoyed the quiet, mapping out his tasks and goals with a clarity that could only be found in those serene hours.
He lay on his back, aware of the ceiling above him and the familiar sensations of the room gradually coming into focus, just as they always did in the first thirty seconds of waking.
"Phew... last night was some good shit! Rex exhaled deeply, expressing his relief.
"My libido is already screaming this morning," Rex said, glancing down at his morning wood. "Looks like I won’t be easily satisfied during this two-week break from the academy."
Marceline was sleeping deeply and thoroughly on his right, like someone who had been through a big emotional event and was now able to really rest. Her breathing was slow and steady, like someone who didn’t have to be anywhere for a few hours.
"Ah yes... the second woman who’s carrying my unborn child," Rex said while caressing her tummy. "Still bloated..."
Rex also noticed Linda was asleep on his left side, which was a natural arrangement that had developed over the course of the night. She was sleeping deeply and comfortably, like cat-type demi-humans do, having apparently decided at some point during the night that Rex’s chest would make a wonderful pillow.
"I do remember sleeping on these massive jugs!" Rex gives a small slap on her chest. "They felt like pillows, but better!"
Even when he gave that slap, he had learned that her ears were fully relaxed, which was the cat-type equivalent of being completely unconscious.
He stared at the ceiling.
Then he looked around at the way things were set up, the two women next to him, the morning light coming through the curtains, and the general shape of everything that had happened in the last twelve hours.
"What the fuck am I waiting for now...?"
He stood up.
The movement required careful attention to avoid disturbing either of them, but having full telekinetic control over his immediate surroundings made that much simpler. He was halfway across the room when Linda shifted her head from his chest to the pillow. Neither she nor Marceline seemed to notice the change.
"Let’s go check some useful skills that I could get."
Rex went to the sink in the corner of the room, put his hands under the cold water, and looked at himself in the little mirror above it.
He looked like someone who was doing a normal morning checkup and was pleased with the results.
"Hell yeah, looking good, Rex Rexilion," Rex smirked. "You just made two women pregnant in this fantasy world."
"Wonder who’s next..." His mind raced with possibilities as he towel-dried his hands, contemplating the encounters that awaited him.
Each encounter represented a new opportunity, and he felt a thrill at the thought of the more sessions he would have with different women who were going to be the mothers of his children.
"It can’t be Lily and Diana because they’re still not that age to get pregnant... but they do have child-bearing hips." Rex held his chin. "Their mother is qualified..."
"...but I want to teach her a lesson first."
"Well, for now, let’s see how much energy I got because yesterday I really went all in to make the most of everything."
After he said that, the notifications came.
[CONFIRMED IMPREGNATION: MARCELINE BANCEY]
[EVENT THRESHOLD REACHED: MAXIMUM BOND + CONCEPTION]
[FREE SKILL SELECTION UNLOCKED — ONE USE]
[ADDITIONAL BONUS: +1000 ENERGY POINTS]
[LINDA LYSANDRA — MAXIMUM BOND ACHIEVED: 100/100]
[FIRST MAXIMUM BOND BONUS: +1000 ENERGY POINTS]
[THREESOME MULTIPLIER APPLIED: ×2 BASE ENCOUNTER ENERGY]
[SESSION ENERGY TOTAL: +2000 ENERGY POINTS]
[PSYCHOLOGICAL DOMINANCE EVENT — BRYAN BANCEY]
[SUSTAINED AUTHORITY DEMONSTRATION — ELIGIBLE FOR BONUS]
[BONUS AWARDED: +1000 ENERGY POINTS]
[TOTAL ENERGY ACQUIRED THIS SESSION: 6,000 POINTS]
[PREVIOUS BALANCE: 1,000 POINTS]
[CURRENT BALANCE: 7,000 POINTS]
Rex read the notifications twice, as was his usual practice when he had to handle numbers.
7,000 points, plus the option to select a skill at no cost.
"Oh my fucking lust..."
He stood at the sink and let the full weight of that sink in for about four seconds before laughing.
Not the polite or controlled laugh, but the genuine one that emerged when everything unfolded as intended, with no discrepancies between the plan and the outcome. The presence of that zero was the most amusing aspect.
"That’s the shit right there!" Rex’s laugh starts to get louder. "This must be some world-breaking records!"
He kept his laughter subdued so that neither woman in the other room could hear him. Pressing one hand against the edge of the washbasin, he allowed the moment to unfold.
"Seven fucking thousand," he said softly to himself. "From just one night."
He washed his face and looked in the mirror at someone who had just finished a full audit of their position and found that the balance was better than even their best guess.
"Lustia," he said to his own reflection, "you are a fucking genius."
"But nah... I’m the genius one right here to plan all those encounters!"
"Making Marceline pregnant, speedrunning a new woman’s maximum bond, and doing a psychological dominance to a cuck!"
"AGGHH FUUUCCCKKK! I WANT TO DO MOREEEE!" Rex was overwhelmed with excitement about his achievement, unable to contain himself.
...
He spent the next thirty minutes in the bathroom, reviewing the catalog with the same level of focus he applied to making decisions that often worsened his situation.
With seven thousand points and the chance to choose any skill, it wasn’t a good time to make quick decisions. It required a thought process that began with his most pressing needs and expanded outward, rather than commencing with what appeared most impressive and progressing towards justification.
First, he opened the free skill selection.
The full catalog was there, with all the skills available, no matter how much they cost or what he needed to do to get them. He scrolled through it slowly, knowing that the free version of this choice was the one he would remember for a long time and that he didn’t want to look back on it with regret.
"I need to be wise on this one because I don’t have any woman I could impregnate again."
Then he saw Weapons Mastery—Full Potential.
He read it again, just like he had that morning from yesterday, when he found out that martial arts and weapons were two separate entries in what he had called an "absolute scam."
The scam had not become any less of a scam in the days that had passed.
What had changed was that he could now choose how to deal with it for free.
"Grrgghhh... fine," Rex said to the bathroom mirror, the system, and the organizational structure that had decided that unarmed combat and weapons were two separate fields. "You win this time."
"Need this just in case I want to fight with various weapons."
He chose it.
[WEAPONS MASTERY — FULL POTENTIAL]
[ACQUISITION COMPLETE]
[INCLUDES: BLADED WEAPONS (ALL SWORD STYLES, DAGGERS, SPEARS, POLEARMS), IMPACT WEAPONS (MACES, HAMMERS, CLUBS, AXES), RANGED WEAPONS (BOWS, CROSSBOWS, THROWN), DUAL WIELDING, DISARMING TECHNIQUES, IMPROVISED WEAPON OPTIMIZATION]
[MASTERY IS INSTINCTIVE — NO DRILLING REQUIRED. AVAILABLE IMMEDIATELY UPON ACQUISITION.]
The skill he acquired instantly made his body feel lighter and more agile, as though he had been training for years. He felt a surge of power flowing through him, igniting a will he had never experienced before.
"Alright, time to do some testing..."
Rex picked up the small ceramic cup from the edge of the basin, turned it in his hand, and threw it across the bathroom. He aimed for an angle that would have incapacitated a standing opponent’s dominant hand from a distance of twenty meters.
The throw exhibited the precision he had been seeking: it was as if a seasoned professional, with twenty years of experience, had mastered every superfluous motion. The release point, trajectory, and follow-through were all perfectly aligned to achieve a definitive result rather than merely an approximation.
He caught it with his left hand when it came back.
"That’s more like it," he said.
"With this I become even more OP!"
