Chapter 8 The Crying Slave
Before adulthood, one could only engage in activities at the foot of the mountain, but now Small Knife was able to reach the hillside.
However, he was stopped when he brought the slave along.
Realizing the situation, he took out the piece of bone.
He crushed it directly, and a black mist emerged, falling upon Small Knife's forehead, leaving a mark representing a hunter.
Beep: You have obtained the Veteran Hunter mark, and you can freely enter and exit the tribe.
This entire scene left the slave shocked.
Beep: Having seen the Veteran Hunter mark, the slave's affinity +30, now: 35.
The scattered thatched houses on the hillside, any adult hunter was eligible to choose one, but after reaching Level 10 adulthood, there was no more free daily food of two coarse grain buns; everything relied on hunting for survival.
"So, Small Knife has come of age, huh? There's just an empty house next to mine, with a small piece of hillside field, pretty good." Small Knife was looking for a place to settle, and Military Dagger happened to pass by. He was slightly surprised to see the muscular child slave following Small Knife, motioning with a nod.
Especially upon approaching and seeing the mark on Small Knife's forehead, his expression turned into complete disbelief.
Currently in the Wugubu Tribe, the most renowned player was Military Dagger.
He was already at Level 15, undeniably the top expert, as others had just reached Level 10 adulthood.
Military Dagger was also the first player to own a private slave, and at that moment, he carried a large bow, which he had crafted himself. It was very well made, and it was this skill that earned him the tribe witch's favor, allowing him to stand out early and reach Level 15.
However, he still remained a hunter. The Level 15 trial task wasn't something he planned to tackle shortly, nor did he have the confidence to complete it; it required thorough preparation. Yet, seeing this person having already completed the Level 15 trial task and possessing the Veteran Hunter mark, one could imagine his inner shock.
"I'll take a look first." Small Knife greeted with a smile.
This made Military Dagger want to speak but then restrain himself, finally choosing to simply nod with a smile.
Very soon, Small Knife had surveyed the entire hillside. Many vacant thatched houses with small courtyard fields were found.
However, Small Knife ultimately chose a more remote corner, obstructed by a large tree. If not looked for carefully, it wouldn't really be found.
The courtyard field here was quite poor, but did Small Knife care!
Are we lacking a bit of food!
Slave (Unnamed): Wugubu Tribe Strong Child: Level 4. Experience: 36|40. Life: 76%, Level Cap: 5.
Skills: Strong: Much stronger than ordinary children.
Status: Hungry.
"Hungry, aren't you?" Small Knife took out a piece of meat.
This made the slave look at Small Knife with some hesitancy: "Master, is this, is this for me."
"Of course!"
The slave had no right to eat meat.
Beep: The slave's affinity +10, now: 45
"Once you finish eating, clean our house." Small Knife waved his hand indifferently and left.
Having reached adulthood, many places are no longer restrictive.
First, he went to the witch's cave, where one could trade items.
There were no stone-based gear; even the poorest were bone-based. The bone weapons, just like finely-crafted jade, were extremely exquisite, and there were even metal weapons.
However, the first thing Small Knife noticed was several black bones full of patterns.
War Ghost Pattern: Skill, seals a Level 30 war ghost, can be sealed within the body, nurtured by essence blood, summonable during combat. Not enough battle merit, cannot be exchanged.
Cannibal Head: Level 30, a fruit of the Human Head Willow, can be parasitic, not enough battle merit, cannot be exchanged.
...!
Small Knife swallowed with excitement; there were so many good things, but almost all were unconventional paths, and without battle merit, they couldn't be purchased.
Items purchasable with money were rather ordinary.
Even so, Small Knife only had ten Bone Coins.
The hunted game hadn't been sold, temporarily stored in the warehouse over there. The Iron-toothed Rat's teeth had a metallic sheen, surprisingly containing iron, selling them brought ten Bone Coins.
Whereas the Iron-toothed Rat, sans the front teeth, weighed almost ten catty, but the purchase price was only five Bone Coins? Isn't it better to stew and eat it ourselves?
The Elite Gale Rabbit offered a price of one thousand Bone Coins, but precisely because it was valuable, Small Knife planned to eat it himself, its nutrition absolutely abundant.
He took out the Wind Crystal, which immediately piqued the Old Witch's interest, willing to purchase it for one thousand Bone Coins, and it could also be made into Witch Medicine, permanently improving speed.
No need to say anything more! This thing, when brought back to reality, to enhance one's basic ability, must be consumed personally, task immediately accepted.
Task: Wind Spirit Potion, seek corresponding materials, can be manufactured into a Wind Spirit Potion that permanently enhances one point of agility.
Materials: Wind Crystal: 1 (already obtained) Wind Spirit Grass: 10 (not obtained), Fierce Beast Heart Blood: 1 drop. (not obtained), Manufacturing Cost: 1000 Bone Coins.
He hurried back to the warehouse, retrieving the prepared Bone Spearhead!
Ordinary quality for one Bone Coin, good grade for two Bone Coins, premium quality for four Bone Coins.
Converted all into Bone Coins, finally surpassing one hundred Bone Coins.
Then he retrieved the stored hunted game.
He scattered ordinary Bone Powder, casting a skill, reviving a Level 5 Skeleton.
Beep: Cast White Bone Revival Skill, proficiency +1.
The Skeleton carried the game and followed alongside him.
Along the way, Small Knife spent 100 Bone Coins to buy the first Skill Book, also a section of black bone with engravings.
Dissection Skill: Skill, used for breaking down game, slight chance to improve quality.
Returning to the thatched house, the slave was cleaning.
"Pause for a moment, come, eat meat with me!" Small Knife took out more meat.
With their affinity increased by two points, the two quickly ate their fill, and then Small Knife took out two wooden spears, instructing the slave to practice together.
After the slave was exhausted first, seeing how he had absorbed the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi from the meat, gained three points of experience, Small Knife began difficult practicing alone.
When the slave recovered, he gave him more meat to eat.
This time it only yielded one affinity point.
However, after eating his fill and exercising to exhaustion, he finally gained enough experience.
As the master, Small Knife controlled, advancing him to Level 5.
Beep: Congratulations, your slave (Unnamed) has reached Level 5, gaining a Skill Bar.
Note: Reached the level cap, unable to advance further.
Then Small Knife handed over the Black Bone Skill Book, Dissection Skill.
Learn it.
The muscular child slave looked at Small Knife in amazement, then at the Black Bone, his arm trembling in excitement, soon followed by tears.
"Is it really that touching!"
Beep: Your slave has learned Dissection Skill, affinity +20, now: 67.
"What's there to be so moved about? Get to work." Small Knife tossed the Iron-toothed Rat to him.
And a stone knife.
Hmm, naturally made in reality, didn't require much roughness. The uncle's crafted stone knife was of top grade quality, surpassing premium quality.
The slave immediately picked up the stone knife excitedly and got busy.
"Is it really that exciting?" Small Knife shook his head.
The Iron-toothed Rat had an odd appearance, not something people could break down if brought to the real world, making the slave the most suitable choice.