My planet is infested with Goblins

The black car moved smoothly through the city, its dark windows hiding Noah and Steward Halren from the crowded streets outside.

Noah sat in silence, studying the man across from him. Halren’s formal coat bore no crest, and the interior of the vehicle contained nothing that could connect it to House Aelwyn. Even the silver seal he had shown Noah had already disappeared beneath his clothing.

Only the faint pressure surrounding the doors revealed the presence of privacy formations.

Noah could not hear the traffic beyond the car. No one outside would hear them either.

Halren had just offered him two resources that most newly awakened planetary lords could only dream of obtaining: the right to select any suitable item from a family treasury and unrestricted access to a private time acceleration chamber until the academy’s monthly battle assessment.

Then he had told Noah there was a catch.

Noah rested one hand on his knee. "What does the family want?"

Halren did not answer immediately. Instead, he removed a thin black tablet from a compartment beside his seat and placed it on the table between them.

"House Aelwyn does not reward its descendants simply for awakening a Planet Seed," he said. "Awakening proves that you possess potential. It does not prove that you deserve continued investment."

The tablet lit up, displaying several lines of silver writing.

"The treasury item and chamber access are an advance. In exchange, you will accept one mission from the family."

"What kind of mission?"

"That has not yet been determined."

Noah’s eyes narrowed.

Halren continued before he could object.

"The mission will be assigned after your monthly assessment. Its nature will depend on the condition of your civilization, your academy performance, and the needs of the family at that time."

"So I am expected to agree before knowing what I will be asked to do."

"Yes."

The blunt answer did not surprise Noah. House Aelwyn had never pretended that its resources came without obligations.

His parents had raised him with enough money to live comfortably, but they had deliberately kept him away from the family’s wealth and influence. He had grown up knowing that the Aelwyn name could open countless doors, yet he had been instructed never to use it unless the family authorized him to do so.

Now the same family was offering him access to resources worth more than everything he had received throughout his life.

There had to be a price.

"Will the mission require me to reveal my identity?" Noah asked.

"No."

Halren’s answer came instantly.

"Your connection to House Aelwyn will remain confidential. You will not publicly use the family name, wear its crest, or claim its protection. Any individuals who must verify your identity will be placed under the appropriate restrictions."

That removed one concern, but not the greatest one.

"How dangerous will the mission be?"

Halren’s expression remained calm. "Dangerous enough to justify what you are receiving."

Noah looked down at the contract displayed on the tablet.

"The family will not assign you something impossible for a newly awakened planetary lord," Halren said. "However, it will not be a ceremonial task. You will be expected to complete it using your own judgment and the civilization you develop."

"Will the family assist me?"

"You will receive the information and access necessary to begin. Once the mission starts, you should not expect direct intervention."

The meaning was clear. Noah would not be sent blindly, but neither would House Aelwyn rescue him the moment the mission became difficult.

"What happens if I refuse now?"

"You return to the academy and prepare for the monthly assessment using your own resources. The family will not punish you."

"And if I accept now but refuse the mission later?"

"The family will rmake sure to reclaim whatever resources remain recoverable. Your access to special Aelwyn support will also be restricted."

Noah leaned back.

The offer was tempting because it was reasonable. Halren was not threatening him or forcing him to agree. Noah could walk away and continue as an ordinary student.

But his goblins were not ready.

Their entire civilization consisted of fewer than two hundred frightened creatures beside a river. They possessed crude shelters, stone tools, and a few sharpened branches. Even with the natural time difference between the God Civilization and his awakened planet, only about thirty years would pass before the monthly assessment.

Thirty years could produce a new generation, perhaps two, but it would not guarantee the creation of a disciplined army capable of surviving multiple battle rounds.

The chamber offered something completely different.

Normally, one day in the God Civilization equaled one year on an awakened planet. Inside the time acceleration chamber, one outside day would allow one hundred years to pass within Noah’s world.

With almost a month remaining, he could give the goblins centuries or even thousands of years to develop.

The risk was equally enormous.

A century was long enough for the original tribe to disappear. It was long enough for war, famine, disease, and internal conflict to destroy everything. Accelerating time would not protect Noah’s civilization. It would merely allow both progress and disaster to happen faster.

Noah thought of the torn-eared goblin drawing a second line of stakes in the mud while the others celebrated.

One intelligent goblin had already appeared.

If Noah gave the species enough time, more would follow.

"I accept," Noah said.

Halren regarded him for a moment. "You do not require more time to consider it?"

"The assessment is one month away. Every day I spend hesitating is one hundred years my planet could have used."

A faint expression of approval appeared in Halren’s eyes, though his face remained formal.

He turned the tablet toward Noah.

The contract contained only the terms Halren had explained. Noah would receive one item from the approved Aelwyn treasury and access to a private acceleration chamber until the assessment. In return, he would accept and attempt to complete one family mission assigned afterward.

No mission details were included in the contract.

Noah placed two fingers against the tablet and released a trace of divine power.

Silver light spread beneath his hand. The contract recognized his identity, then vanished into the tablet.

"The agreement is complete," Halren said.

The black car continued through the city for several minutes before turning into an underground road beneath an ordinary commercial district.

Noah felt several formations scan the vehicle. The walls outside the windows disappeared behind a sheet of silver light, and a brief pressure settled over his body.

When the light faded, the car was no longer beneath the city.

It traveled along a private road surrounded by tall trees and gray stone walls. A large estate stood in the distance, but it lacked the towers, banners, and extravagant decoration Noah expected from a great noble house.

Nothing openly identified it as Aelwyn property.

The car stopped beneath a covered entrance.

Halren stepped out first. Noah followed him into the estate, where silent attendants opened doors without looking directly at his face.

No one greeted him as an Aelwyn.

No one called him young master while others were within hearing range.

Halren led him through several corridors and into a private lift that descended far beneath the estate. As they traveled downward, Noah felt the density of the surrounding formations increase.

When the doors opened, a long underground hall stretched before them.

At its end stood two guards in dark armor. They examined Halren’s seal and Noah’s temporary authorization before opening a thick metal door.

Cold air flowed from the chamber beyond.

The treasury was enormous.

Rows of artifacts rested within transparent barriers. Crystals floated above black pedestals. Rolled planetary cards hovered inside sealed cases, their surfaces glowing with different colors. Weapons, seeds, mineral fragments, and unfamiliar mechanical devices filled shelves that disappeared into the distance.

Noah stopped just inside the entrance.

"You may select one item," Halren said. "Anything within the opened section is available to you."

Several barriers farther inside remained dark, but the section Noah could access still contained hundreds of treasures.

"Will you explain them?"

"The projections will provide their basic functions."

"Do you have any advise?"

"No."

Noah had expected that answer.

He moved slowly between the displays.

The first artifact that attracted his attention was a red crystal heart capable of gradually strengthening the bodies of a primitive species. If fused with his planet, it would improve muscle density and bone durability across future generations.

It could make his goblins physically stronger.

Another item contained the seed of a fast-growing grain that could survive poor soil and produce several harvests each year. Reliable food would support population growth and reduce the risk of famine.

A bronze tablet could grant a small number of followers basic spear-fighting instincts. A buried iron deposit could provide enough metal to supply a young civilization for centuries. A divine banner could improve obedience among warriors gathered beneath it.

Each item offered an obvious benefit.

Noah considered the academy assessment as he walked.

His force needed to survive as many rounds as possible. Stronger bodies, weapons, and military discipline would all help. Choosing any one of those treasures would be reasonable.

Yet none felt correct.

The sensation began near the middle of the treasury.

At first, Noah mistook it for a reaction from the unfamiliar divine energy surrounding him. His Planet Seed pulsed faintly within his body, then became still.

He took another step.

The pulse returned.

Noah stopped.

There were no words, images, or clear instructions. The feeling did not resemble the mysterious stone, and it provided no explanation.

It was simply a pull.

He turned toward the weapon displays.

The sensation weakened.

When he faced a narrower passage containing mineral and environmental resources, the Planet Seed stirred again.

Noah frowned and walked in that direction.

The feeling grew stronger.

He could not explain how he knew, but it seemed as though his awakened planet was suggesting a choice.

Noah passed a fertile soil core, a fragment of an underground river source, and a seed capable of growing into an enormous life-giving tree.

The pull continued.

It led him to an unimpressive display near the end of the passage.

Inside a transparent container rested a piece of black stone streaked with thin veins of blue light. It was roughly the size of Noah’s fist and lacked the overwhelming pressure emitted by many of the other artifacts.

The projection above it identified the object.

Magic Crystal Mineral Vein Seed!

Once integrated into an awakened planet, the mineral seed would bury itself beneath the surface and slowly expand into a renewable vein. The vein would produce magical crystals containing condensed energy.

Initial production would be limited. The crystals would begin at a low quality, and the vein would require centuries to mature.

The artifact provided no immediate weapons, soldiers, or knowledge.

A primitive civilization would first have to discover the deposit, develop mining tools, and learn that the crystals contained usable energy. Even after that, it might take generations before they found practical applications.

Before a battle assessment, it appeared to be one of the least useful choices in the treasury.

Noah reached toward the barrier.

His Planet Seed reacted immediately.

A deep, almost eager vibration passed through his connection to the goblin world.

Noah withdrew his hand, and the sensation weakened.

He touched the barrier again.

The response returned.

Halren watched him from several steps away. "That is a long-term development resource."

"That’sehat I’ve read"

"Your civilization may not use it for several centuries."

Noah studied the blue light inside the black stone.

Magical crystals could become a source of energy, weapons, enchantments, formations, or things he could not yet imagine. Their value would depend entirely on what the goblins discovered.

One Percent Genius could produce exceptional minds, but intelligence alone was not enough. A brilliant craftsman without suitable materials could create only better stone tools. A magical mineral vein would give those minds something extraordinary to study.

More importantly, the resource would not disappear after one battle.

A weapon could break. An enhanced warrior could die. A mineral vein could support an entire civilization for thousands of years.

"I choose this," Noah said.

Halren’s eyes rested on the mineral seed. "Are you certain?"

"Yes."

"You could select an artifact that provides immediate military strength."

"I am not developing a single assessment force. I am developing a planet."

Halren said nothing more.

The protective barrier opened. The black stone floated from its container and moved toward Noah.

When it touched his hand, it dissolved into blue and black light.

Noah’s Planet Seed absorbed it.

For one brief moment, he felt the vast weight of his world beneath him. Deep below its mountains, stone shifted. A thread of magical energy spread through the earth like a growing root.

The mineral vein had begun to form.

Halren led Noah from the treasury and deeper into the underground estate.

They passed through three sealed doors before reaching a circular chamber entrance covered in rotating inscriptions.

The pressure behind it was unlike anything Noah had felt inside the treasury.

"This is the time acceleration chamber," Halren said.

The enormous door opened slowly.

Beyond it stood a raised platform surrounded by several metallic rings. Thousands of symbols covered the walls and floor, all connected to a formation large enough to influence the flow of time around an awakened planet.

Halren remained outside.

"One day in the God Civilization normally equals one year within your world," he said. "Inside this chamber, one day will equal one hundred planetary years."

Noah stared at the platform.

"Do not mistake speed for progress," Halren continued. "A hundred years can create a kingdom. It can also erase one."

Noah thought of the first goblin tribe beside the river.

If he completed one full day inside, every goblin he had observed would almost certainly be dead. The torn-eared goblin would become an ancestor, a legend, or someone forgotten entirely.

His descendants might discover the magical crystals.

They might build settlements, weapons, and a civilization strong enough to survive the academy’s battle rounds.

Or they might destroy themselves before the first century ended.

Noah felt the Planet Seed resting within him, along with the newly planted mineral vein.

He stepped toward the open doorway.

Halren moved aside.

Without looking back, Noah crossed the threshold and entered the time acceleration chamber.

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