In the eastern part of the ancient wilderness, on the banks of the river, near human settlements, humans wearing animal skins can be seen from time to time, traveling back and forth in the jungle, hunting or gathering, and shouting to celebrate every harvest.
At this time, in front of the cave in the tribal settlement, the former otaku Han Hao, now the tribe's Savage Stone, was sitting under the bright sun, rubbing his hands and muttering to himself with a flushed face.
"Don't know what my golden finger is?"
"The system of traveling through the heavens? It's a bit too complicated."
"Why don't you sign in to strengthen the system? I don't seem to have any sense of body."
"How about defeating monsters and upgrading the system? Well, this seems to be a bit much, too tiring."
"Otherwise, I'd better get a newbie pack and directly reward me with invincible force points. This seems to be the right way for a senior otaku like me to open it."
Han Hao nodded and confirmed cautiously: "Yes! I want this system, just make me invincible!"
With that said, Han Hao stood up and straightened out the leaky animal skins on his body, bowed solemnly in all directions, and then said: "System! You can come out now."
Han Hao looked confident and waited quietly for his golden finger. After a while, the scene was silent, except for a group of black crow-like birds perched on the giant tree nearby that kept chirping.
After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. Han Hao's face was a little ugly, and then he repeated the previous action again and said again: "System, stop joking, come out quickly. The joke has gone too far, be careful I will throw you away, I won’t let you recognize the Lord.”
After a while...
After a while...
After another moment...
"System dad, please show up quickly. Your cute little stone is waiting for you to nurture it."
"System dad, come out quickly! As long as you come out, we can negotiate any conditions."
Han Hao's face no longer had the confidence he had at the beginning, and his slightly pale face was full of pleading and disappointment. However, no matter how much he begged, it was obvious that there was still no sign of his golden finger arriving.
After working hard for a long time, there was still no result. Han Hao had to accept the reality that he did not have a golden finger. He sat down on a stone quite decadently and complained angrily: "This is unfair! Why do others have golden fingers? I didn’t.”
As he spoke, he stretched out his two middle fingers to the sky, opened his mouth and cursed: "And you threw me into such a dangerous world full of ghosts. God, you must be blind."
"Boom!" There was a thunder out of thin air, and Han Hao jumped up in fright. The sound just now seemed to have exploded directly in his mind, which really startled him.
Patting his chest in shock, Han Hao raised his head and looked around. The sky was clear, and the birds on the trees nearby were standing on the treetops and chirping briskly.
"Am I the only one who heard it? God showed up?" Han Hao had to guess that this was an extraordinary world after all.
He was still pondering in his mind, but his body movements were very fast. He bowed in all directions and muttered in a low voice, "God will atone for my sins. I am innocent. Please forgive me. I will pay tribute to you all the time in the future."
Regardless of whether his guess was correct or not, Han Hao's cautious personality made Han Hao decisively admit his mistake and apologize.
"This world has the legend of Nuwa, demons and ghosts, and humans have magical powers of blood. It is definitely not simple. You must be careful with your words and actions in the future." Han Hao warned himself silently in his heart.
As for Goldfinger who did not receive the money, although he was disappointed, he still believed that as long as he worked hard carefully, he might not be able to transcend the world and become a saint. Although he could foresee the hardships, it was still better than the Dharma-ending world in his previous life, which had no hope at all.
Just when Han Haoping recovered from the arrogant mood that appeared inexplicably after waking up and tried to adjust his mentality, the sun in the sky had risen to its highest point, radiating His enthusiasm like the ancient land without hesitation.
"Gu~gu" kept coming from his stomach, forcing Han Hao to put away his divergent thinking and face a cruel reality, that is, the problem of hunger.
In his memory, people in the tribe could basically only eat one meal a day, which was to have a full meal while the food was fresh after hunting and gathering in the afternoon.
Of course, hunting and gathering teams will supplement some food during the work process, such as fresh blood of prey and some fruits and vegetables collected.
However, for young children and some elderly and weak people who can only stay in the tribe, although they also undertake some work of repairing tools, they can only eat one meal a day. Among them, children's food is better than that of the elderly, which nakedly reflects the cruel rule of survival of the fittest.
Han Hao is twelve years old, and he is considered to be more than half an adult in the tribe. However, for some reason, his body has been much thinner than other people of the same age since he was a child.
Many other boys of his age have begun to learn hunting with hunting teams, but Han Hao has always been able to follow the women of the tribe to collect in the nearby hills and forests.
Therefore, Han Hao's status in the tribe has never been high. Fortunately, his biological mother, as the captain of the tribe's collection team, has a certain status so that he can grow up safely.
Han Hao frowned, rubbed his stomach that kept growling, stood up and looked around to see if he could find anything to fill his stomach.
In fact, he knew that the tribe had stored some food in the cave, but it was for emergency use. Anyone who touched the food without the consent of the tribe leader would be brutally punished.
Therefore, Han Hao had never and did not dare to have the idea of stocking up on food, so he could only see if he could pick some wild vegetables and fruits nearby to satisfy his hunger.
While looking around, he carefully identified the various plants growing in the jungle. Although the plants here have some similarities with the plants on Earth in his previous life, most of them are completely different types.
After a while, he finally found an unknown plant that he usually eats. This is the knowledge he learned from the collection team. Han Hao walked a few steps quickly, gently picked off the twigs of the plant, and eagerly stuffed them into his mouth.
"Ah! Bah!" As soon as the twig entered his mouth, before chewing it twice, a bitter taste filled his entire mouth, causing Han Hao to spit it out. He had no idea that the food he thought was pretty good in his memory would taste like this.
"Shi! Don't go far alone." Because nothing unusual happened all morning, Lei didn't stop Han Hao from leaving just now. He only reminded him when he heard his voice.
"Just now, there was a big bird wandering in the sky. Be careful and don't get caught."
"I understand." Han Hao frowned and said to Dui Lei, "Just find some food nearby, you won't go far."
Han Hao was very concerned about Lei's reminder, because his body's memory told him that he had once seen a large bird with a wingspan of nearly ten meters swooping down from the air and easily taking away a huge bison. .
In this otherworldly world full of magic, threats from the sky are never a joke to humans. On the ground, the human race can rely on a small number of bloodline awakeners, combined with the power of numerical superiority and wisdom, to fight against the vast majority of prey.
However, the sky is an unconquerable forbidden zone for most humans, and only a few people of special bloodline and human cultivators can enter this realm.
Therefore, a big tree was deliberately left at the entrance of the cave where the tribe lived to block the sky. This is entirely to protect the tribal people and semi-artificially create a gathering and activity space for the tribesmen.
He raised his head and glanced at the sky, moved his body unconsciously to the shade of the tree, and then looked at the twigs still in his hands. Han Hao, whose stomach was growling, had to face a painful decision. .
