Chapter 6

Chapter 6

‘Wow.’

My mouth fell open. 100 points all at once. So this was the life of an Awakened. It was a thrill I could never have experienced in the game.

The timing was perfect too. About 10 minutes remained.

“Let’s move everything back to the cave now.”

I gave the order with gestures. The Awakened nodded, then hoisted the largest bison onto his shoulders by himself.

The other warriors also began carrying one carcass each toward the cave. I followed behind carrying a somewhat smaller bison.

It felt like the weight of points, and the heaviness was strangely pleasant.

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We returned to the cave.

The prey was piled up like a mountain on one side of the cave. This looked like enough food to last for several days and still have some left over.

“Hoo.”

I sank down onto the ground. My stamina was completely exhausted. Apparently, lifting a bison by myself with only a 20% conversion rate was still a little too much.

Then it happened.

“Uugh.”

The Awakened slowly approached. In his hand was a piece of meat freshly roasted over the hearth.

He respectfully knelt before me. Then he carefully offered the meat with both hands.

My chest grew warm.

“Thank you.”

I accepted the meat with a smile. Its warmth spread through my fingertips.

“Mmm!”

A sound of admiration escaped me naturally. Juices filled my mouth. There was no salt or seasoning, but it was more than tasty enough.

As I chewed, I slowly looked around.

The Primitive Humans were sitting around the hearth eating meat. The children and adults alike all had happy expressions.

But the cave was still dark. Since the firelight was only in the center, the corners were almost impossible to see.

‘We need torches.’

When playing as Primitive Humanity in the game, torches were an essential early-game item. They drove away predators at night, lit up the inside of the cave, and provided psychological comfort.

‘They’re simple to make.’

Wrap cloth around a wooden stick and soak it in oil. That was all.

The cloth could roughly be replaced with clothing or hide, and for oil... boar fat should work.

I finished eating the meat and slowly stood up.

“I’ll teach you one more way to use fire.”

I looked directly at the Awakened. He stared back at me with shining eyes, completely focused.

Then it happened.

Ding!

[Special Offer]

Points Owned: 102P

Special Knowledge Imprinting Discount Event!

※ Imprint 2 types of knowledge simultaneously for 100P.

※ Accelerate the development of Primitive Humanity’s civilization.

Recommended Knowledge:

1. Hide Processing Technique (clothing, cold protection, armor production)

2. Food Preservation Technique (smoking, drying, long-term storage)

‘Special offer?’

My hand, which had been about to make a torch, stopped.

There had been nothing like this in the game.

Knowledge Imprinting itself had existed, but I had never seen something like a ‘special discount event.’ It was a message I had never encountered even after playing 3,000 times.

‘What is this? Did something change again when it became an Awakening ability?’

I tilted my head for a moment. But soon I shrugged.

Being able to imprint two types of knowledge for 100 points was actually an amazing deal.

I began thinking.

I had planned to teach them myself, but would it be better to spend points and imprint everything at once? Showing them how to make torches would be useful, but those two techniques seemed more immediately beneficial for survival.

Hide processing. With that, they could properly make clothes, prepare for winter, and even make leather armor.

Food preservation. That was even more important. If we simply left the meat from the hunt as it was, it would spoil quickly. But if they smoked or dried it, they could preserve it for weeks or even months.

I decided.

“Invest all 100 points. Imprint both types of knowledge.”

[Confirm]

Beginning Knowledge Imprinting.

― Hide Processing Technique

― Food Preservation Technique

Vwoom!

My heart began beating hotly. It was much more intense than when I transmitted the knowledge of making fire earlier. The sensation of energy draining out felt twice as strong.

Riiing!

I became dizzy.

“Uuugh?”

The Awakened suddenly grabbed his head. The other Primitive Humans did the same. One after another, they lowered their heads and pressed their hands to their foreheads.

Knowledge was flowing into them. Into all 100 of them at once.

About 10 seconds passed.

“Uoh.”

The Awakened slowly raised his head. His eyes had changed.

He picked up a deer hide lying on the ground. Then he carefully scraped away the flesh with a stone knife. His hand movements were precise. The angle, the control of strength, everything was perfect.

Another warrior picked up some boar meat and went beside the hearth. He skewered several pieces of meat onto a wooden stick and hung them over the hearth.

Smoking began in an instant. Smoke wrapped around the meat and slowly rose.

‘Amazing.’

My mouth fell open on its own.

I hadn’t explained anything. I hadn’t demonstrated anything. They simply knew. Perfectly.

So this was the power of Knowledge Imprinting.

Ding!

[Dimensional Travel Time Remaining: 1 minute]

‘Already?’

Had time really passed this quickly? Thirty minutes had gone by in an instant.

I looked at the Awakened. He was looking at me too.

“Protect them well. Take care of the tribe, of these people.”

I raised my hand and pointed to the Primitive Humans inside the cave.

“I’ll come again next time.”

“Uugh!”

The Awakened struck his chest firmly with his fist. A gesture meaning, Leave it to me. He was dependable.

The other Primitive Humans also began waving one by one. “Uugh!” “Ooh!” “Awoo!” They were saying goodbye.

My chest grew warm.

Vwoom!

My heart beat strongly. My vision began to blur. The cave grew farther away. The forms of the Primitive Humans faded.

[Return Beginning]

Light poured down. White light swallowed the entire world.

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“Hoo.”

I opened my eyes. A familiar ceiling came into view. Not the uneven ceiling of a cave, but the smooth wallpapered ceiling of my room.

I slowly sat up. My entire body was drenched in sweat. My T-shirt clung tightly to my back. It was unpleasant, but I felt good.

I opened the system menu.

[Real-Time Planet Observation]

When I touched it with my finger, a transparent screen unfolded in midair. Like a hologram. The inside of the cave could be seen clearly.

The Primitive Humans were moving busily.

The Awakened was cutting tough bison hide, and beside him, a middle-aged woman was sewing the cut pieces together with fiber.

One child, wearing newly made clothes, smiled brightly as they carried materials here and there.

‘They’re doing well.’

A smile formed naturally.

The Knowledge Imprinting had worked properly. I had simply placed the knowledge directly into their minds without a single explanation, yet they were using it perfectly. They were developing on their own.

I felt proud.

So this was the joy of being a Ruler. Watching the race I raised grow.

It wasn’t bad. No, it was really good.

I watched the screen for quite a while.

The Primitive Humans making hide clothing, carefully storing smoked meat, cleaning up every corner of the cave...

But as time passed, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier. It had truly been a hectic day.

Dimensional Travel, hunting, carrying carcasses... no wonder my stamina was exhausted.

Before I knew it, my consciousness faded.

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The next morning.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

“Ugh.”

I opened my eyes at the irritating sound. At first, I thought it was an alarm. But it wasn’t.

It was a system message. And it was flashing red.

[Emergency Alert!]

Conflict with an Orc Tribe Detected!

― Location: 3 km north of the cave

― Currently engaged in combat

― 5 Primitive Humanity injured

― 1 dead

‘Orcs?’

“Someone died?”

I sprang up and opened the observation screen.

Whoosh! Thud! Boom!

A battle was taking place on the screen. The Awakened and the warriors were fighting while wielding spears.

Their opponents were orcs. They had green skin and bodies as large as bears. They held crudely made wooden clubs in their hands.

There were five orcs. About ten Primitive Humans were facing them. The Awakened was holding the front line, but they were being pushed back.

One warrior was already lying on the ground. He lay motionless in a pool of blood.

I had seen scenes like this countless times after thousands of playthroughs. Winning an early encounter with orcs without casualties was actually the unusual outcome.

But the strange thing was the timing.

In the game, the starting point for Primitive Humanity and the settlements of other races were at least 10 kilometers apart.

They normally wouldn’t encounter each other until at least the third generation. But now they had collided only two days after starting, at a distance of 3 kilometers.

It was a variable. Another variable that hadn’t existed in the game. But there was no need to panic.

I reached out and opened the shop.

[Current Points: 102P]

I had spent 100 points yesterday, yet it was back up to 102 points. That meant the Primitive Humans had hunted additional animals while I slept. They were moving on their own even without me.

100 points meant two uses of Dimensional Travel. But there was something I had to do first.

My hand moved toward another menu.

[Ruler Enhancement]

▸ Spearmanship LV.1: 50P ✓ Available

▸ Physical Enhancement LV.1: 50P

With the 20% conversion rate, plus Spearmanship and Physical Enhancement, I would finally have specs comparable to a true Awakened.

On the screen, the five orcs were pressuring the Primitive Humans. The Awakened was holding them off alone, but it wasn’t enough. The warriors were falling one after another.

“Purchase Spearmanship.”

[Confirm]

Spearmanship LV.1 Acquired

― 50P consumed

― Balance: 52P

Skills Acquired:

― Enhanced Spear Throwing (Increased Penetration)

― Consecutive Thrusts (3-hit combo)

― Vital Point Detection (Automatic Weakness Recognition)

Vwoom!

Something suddenly poured into my head. No, poured wasn’t enough to describe it. It exploded into me.

How to hold a spear. I already knew that. But what was entering me now was on an entirely different level.

Adjusting the ankle angle by 0.3 degrees. The timing of shifting one’s center of gravity. The optimal trajectory for a spearhead cutting through the air. How to read an opponent’s movements. The eyes to see vital points.

And skills.

How to add rotation to a thrown spear to maximize penetration. A consecutive attack that linked one thrust into three. The instinct to instantly identify an opponent’s weakness.

“Ghk.”

The strength left my knees. I braced one hand against the floor. There was too much information. My head felt like it would burst.

But at the same time, I could feel it.

I had become stronger.

I raised my hand and mimed holding a spear. My body moved naturally. Completely differently from before.

The clumsy posture I had used when throwing spears was perfectly corrected. The rotation of my waist, the angle of my elbow, the snap of my wrist. Everything was precise.

I might not be as strong as the Awakened, but I could fight well enough. I could face orcs.

On the screen, an orc sent another warrior flying. There was no more time to waste.

“Dimensional Travel.”

[Confirm]

Dimensional Travel (1 use)

― 50P consumed

― Balance: 2P

Estimated Travel Time: 10 seconds

[Beginning Dimensional Travel]

Vwoom

My heart beat violently. My entire body vibrated. Light poured out explosively. My vision turned white.

[Transfer Complete In: 3 seconds]

I clenched my hand tightly. In my mind, I pictured myself gripping a spear. Piercing an orc’s vital point. Fighting alongside the Awakened.

Spearmanship LV.1. Three skills. This should be enough.

Together with the Awakened, we would definitely win.

[2]

I took a deep breath.

[1]

“Hold on. I’m coming.”

Light completely swallowed me.

There Is Primitive Humanity Inside My Body

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