[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op":3,"chapter-goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-45":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Goblin King: My Innate Skill Is OP",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1335788,1780,"Chapter 45: Missing","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-45",45,"\u003Cp>The corpses of the goblins were gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their weapons were still there, scattered across the ground like discarded bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It reminded me of a video game, where defeated enemies vanished but their loot remained behind. But this wasn’t a game. This was real. And dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The missing bodies confirmed my worst suspicion: They were coming back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not maybe. Not eventually. They would return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That thought tightened something in my chest. My nerves, already strained, tensed even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I forced myself to breathe. Deeply. Slowly. Panicking wouldn’t help. If I let anxiety take over and rush things, I could lead us into a disaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’d end up dead before we even saw our enemies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No...We had to stay calm. Move steadily. Prepare smartly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And most importantly, level like our lives depended on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steady pace... breathe in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steady, but fast... breathe out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I glanced over my shoulder at the rest of the goblins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were winded—most of them gasping for air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some worse than others, legs trembling, hunched over with hands on their knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was expected. They weren’t used to this kind of physical strain yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something felt off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I did a quick headcount.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One... two... three... four...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narg?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the hell was Narg?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I spun around, scanning the path behind us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where’s Narg?\" I asked sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others looked around, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he attacked? Did he fall behind?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or worse—did he pass out somewhere and we didn’t even notice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart rate picked up again, faster this time—but not from the sprint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I clenched my fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I should’ve been watching more closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was just about to turn back and look for him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then I heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heavy, ragged gasp, followed by the sound of something dragging across dirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narg crawled into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was panting like a dying ox, each breath wheezing out of him as if it took every ounce of strength to keep going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His limbs trembled with the effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, it was almost... comical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Thok wasn’t this exhausted, and he was no speedster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, it made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblins might all look similar, but their stats clearly varied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some probably had better stamina, others more agility or intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Narg?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Definitely not a runner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for me, I barely felt winded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My breathing was steady, heart rate under control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it was all the running I’d done during that brutal penalty quest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or maybe it was just the level gap. I was leagues above them now, and it showed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I brought up the daily quest panel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Daily Quest:]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>• Sprint for 3 kilometers without stopping\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>• Scale a steep hill or a tall tree\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>• Carry 25–40kg of rocks or logs for 10 minutes\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>• Evade 20 thrown projectiles (from goblins or traps)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning: Failure to complete this task will result in punishment]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I checked the current progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Daily Quest Progress:]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>• Sprint for 3 kilometers without stopping – (Incomplete: 1km \u002F 3km)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>• Scale a steep hill or tall tree – (Incomplete)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>• Carry 25–40kg of rocks or logs for 10 minutes – (Incomplete)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>• Evade 20 thrown projectiles – (Incomplete)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I still hadn’t completed the 3-kilometer run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only 1 kilometer was behind me—2 more to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And on top of that, three more tasks still waited on the quest list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I gave the goblins a few minutes to catch their breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they’d recovered slightly, I gave the next order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gather up all the weapons. Don’t leave anything behind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The goblins moved quickly, some limping, others still panting, but they obeyed. They started collecting the dropped weapons scattered across the battlefield—swords, clubs, rusted daggers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While they worked, I walked over to Narg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still on the ground, trying to push himself up with trembling arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw me approaching, he gritted his teeth and forced himself upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legs wobbled like wet sticks, and his breathing was still ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat dripped down his green face in streams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah... his stamina was clearly terrible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sucks to be you, Narg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he got up. He didn’t complain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That counted for something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wished I could check their stats—see what they were working with—but unfortunately, I couldn’t access the individual stats of my goblins. Not unless I unlocked some kind of skill or item for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, I’d have to rely on observation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from observing Narg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear as day that he wasn’t built for endurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was also fairly certain his Intelligence stat was the highest among the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That also meant he likely had the highest MP pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with that kind of stat distribution, he had real potential—potential to become the clan’s shaman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...And that meant vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Insight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A utility role the clan needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From my inventory, I pulled out the staff I’d looted from the dead goblin shaman. It was still a bit chipped at the edges, but the runes etched into the wood faintly pulsed with residual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I held it out toward Narg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened the moment he saw it. Like a hungry kid spotting food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here you go,\" I said, giving the staff a little nudge in his direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t take it right away. Hesitated. Maybe out of respect. Maybe fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, slowly, he reached for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers wrapped around the shaft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held it upright, letting the weight settle in his hand as he examined the carvings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t swing it. Didn’t fumble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he stood still—eyes focused, expression serious—as if the staff itself was speaking to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, after a few seconds of silent awe, Narg gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chief... this... this is—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dropped to his knees, clutching the staff like it was some sacred relic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not worthy!\" he exclaimed, eyes wide with emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I placed a hand gently on his shoulder. His body was still trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t need you to be worthy,\" I said. \"I need you to prove your worth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head lifted slowly. I could see the fire lighting in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’ll be more useful in your hands than mine, acolyte. Use it wisely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Chief!\" he said, voice firm now. No hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt... good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the authority—though that had its own thrill—but the recognition. The fact that they were starting to believe in something. In me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And while I was in this mood, I figured I might as well make the most of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I opened my system window, navigated to [Skill Share], and began preparing to transfer a few basic skills to Narg and the other clan members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were rough around the edges, sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if we were going to survive...\u003C\u002Fp>",1118,"2026-06-05T20:04:07.798Z",1,"novelbin.me","7694be2722e862881c5cf749f58328eff780dd95f6df671a5ee4828347d538f5","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-46","goblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-chapter-44",375,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fgoblin-king-my-innate-skill-is-op-cover.jpg"]