35 The Overall Improvements 3 .

Time passed, and Carl slowly introduced all things to stupid villagers. Aron started exchanging some of his 'inventions' to villagers. Simple plows, threshers, spinning wheel and simple piston pump. Most of villagers were grateful, still some of them started to fear. Those simple-minded people got suppressed by chief and other villagers.

Aron could focus on improving his body and skills. His brain was improved trait but still he needed to train his memorization and perception.

[Fast Reading +30KP]

[Instant Reading +50KP]

[Fast Writing +30KP]

[Calligraphy lv.0(0/500)]

[Memorization +20KP]

[Improved Memorization +40KP]

[Perfect Memorization +80KP]

[Trait Perfect Memory generated.]

'I could digitize some of languages from Earth. It can be sold to library for points.' Getting more skills couldn't help and points could be exchanged for knowledge. Marcus knew five languages Russian, Chinese, English, German and Portuguese.

[5 Languages + 100KP]

The world energy accumulation increased thanks to increasing size of space, getting new traits wasn't problem anymore. Space could make around 500 WE every hour, so getting couple thousands was matter of waiting few days.

Training his archery, bow making and trying to create new tools with smelted copper from tools. His schedule was full of work and thanks to workshop area, and all of this was possible.

His bow mastery reached advanced level, increasing proficiency became tedious and slow. White-haired boy focused on learning other things like dagger and axe. Reaching maximum level with many professions allowed him to unlock new paths.

[Apprentice Herbalist +20 KP]

[Carpenter +30KP]

[Farmer +35 KP]

[…]

[Balance: 953KP]

Roger was important figure in this village, and people respected him even if they didn't really show him in any way. Anyone would break if his family was murdered by bandits, so none cared about behavior of old man.

Aron built new bow and decided to ask Roger for guidance once more. A boy didn't need acceptance to become a hunter, he needed techniques of old man.

'I need to convince old man to teach me all his techniques.' Roger had more to offer than simple mobile archery. Another thing was learning from him was perfect excuse for future development, instead of creating a new fake story. Aron actually could tell people that he was taught by Roger.

He went to Roger with a self-created hickory bow, and it was personally created by him for his current body. The improvement of stats brought the problem of adjusting the bow parameters from time to time.

"Hello, Roger. I have a question for you." It was important to persuade an old farmer in some way.

"Hello, kiddo. What's the problem?" Roger answered with his usual annoyed voice and looked at boy with irritation.

"I want to learn to be a hunter from you." Aron tried to be polite as possible but blunt at the same time.

"Why from me? I am retired and it's not going to change!" His voice carried anger inside of it. He hated himself for not being there to protect his family.

"I would tell you some fake story about compassion and other bullshit. I don't really want to lie to you. I will become hunter if you teach me or not. I wanted to show respect to you by becoming your apprentice. However I won't beg you!" Aron knew Roger's personality very well, lying would only arouse more suspicions from old hunter.

"Ohhh! You are so cocky! Show me what you got kid! I will test your skill and if you are up to my standards I will teach you one thing or two." Roger decided to give him a chance to prove himself with bow.

[Quest Generated]

[Name: Roger's trials]

[Goal: Pass Roger's trial.]

[Reward: Roger's Recognition and support.]

[Penalty: Roger will throw you out of his house and hunter profession will be locked forever!]

'Fuck, I hope it's not something stupid.' His test could be archery test or something made for him to give up.

The man stared at the boy with a weird expression and said.

"You already built your own bow. Right now, it's time to prove if you are worth being its owner."It was quite surprise that kid could build his own bow already.

He pointed at tree 50 meters away and said.

"I want you to hit this tree." He gave him 10 arrows and said.

"You have only 10 chances, you only need to hit a tree with arrow" Aron's mouth turned into weird smile and he started to shoot at tree. All arrows pierced tree's trunk in the same spot, it was display of skill of archery as arrows flew extremely fast and each arrow hit the previous one.

Old man didn't care about method of hitting the tree with a bow, the point was to prove that you can adapt in any situation. He would accept even if boy used his hand to hit the tree.

"Did you give up? What the...." Sight of layered arrows made him extremely shocked, this result was beyond talent.

"Are you sure, it's your first time using the bow?"

"I did train for few days after I built this bow. Why are you asking? Are my results passable?" Aron couldn't say that he is training for weeks because of time flow cheat. Simple lie would suffice for time being.

The old man had a weird dilemma inside his head.

'What's a wrong old man? Did I freaking pass?' Aron was little impatient, becoming his apprentice was a formality.

"Ok, kid. You have talent in the bow, however, hunting isn't all about shooting with the bow. The second part of the trial is to land hit on me during a spar."

"Are you sure? I am quite strong, I don't want to hurt you." Aron was worried about his strength and speed. It wouldn't be actually a challenge at all.

"Don't be cocky and come at me!" Roger said it with anger. The kid challenged his dignity and if he didn't teach him a lesson, he wouldn't be himself.

Aron decided to end it fast with his high speed. His fist was nearing Roger's stomach, yet something weird happened. Roger dodged and kicked him into an ass.

"That's weird!"

"Speed isn't everything, kiddo! COME AGAIN!" Roger shouted with a mocking voice.

This time, the boy used martial arts. The first punch was faint, the old man thought it will be another dumb attack, so he sidestepped and used his leg to kick Aron again.

"NOT THIS TIME!" Aron just followed behind him to catch him, catch him unprepared. He threw a kick at Roger with his all speed.

The man was surprised, still, he stopped his attack and evaded the kick. Aron didn't stop, he attacked one time after another.

Roger dodged all of these attacks, though his expression became paler after every attack.

"STOP! I am too old for this! KID, YOUR STAMINA IS INHUMAN!" He sat on the ground and started panting heavily.

"You might be strong and fast. If I wasn't old, you would be already dead. Your the fighting style is interesting, yet you lack experience..."

"Sigh. I will teach you, how to be a hunter and even more. I will teach you most of my fighting techniques."

[Quest Complete.]

"When can we start?" Aron admired the fighting skills of Roger. Another appraisal didn't show anything new.

'I don't understand...'

[You rely too much on the system. These values are only numbers. Another thing, appraisal level isn't high enough.]

[Host shouldn't rely on these things like this or you will die fast.]

'You are right...Not everything can be digitalized into numeric values. Emotions, experience, and many other things. I am a perfect example, my knowledge isn't digitalized.'

[Not digitalized yet. You need to work harder host!]

'You are right! LET'S WORK HARDER!' The determination sparked inside of his eyes. Roger stood up and they went inside the house. Roger started telling a story, and Aron listened as it was quite interesting.

"I was a young hunter, the world outside was interesting. There was the possibility of joining the army, so I volunteered. The youth and inexperience made me think that war is fun. Besides me, few more kids from villages joined the army. Every new recruit must go through military training, as none wanted to have a bunch of strays in the middle of the battlefield."

He sighed and continued, this story wasn't something easy to tell.

"I was a hunter, and my family has good archery technique. They made me archer, however, archers didn't go through lighter training. I could say, archers were training more than others because we needed to shoot 1 thousand arrows every day. I was quite rebelling then, and questioned the sake of training as we were range units. First thing, I was got beaten and the instructor taught us lesson, that I still remember." He made a weird expression, with a weird voice said.

"You are archer and what? YOU THINK THAT PEOPLE WILL FUCKIN FIGHT YOU ON DISTANCE? This is fuckin war, they will fuckin come and slaughter you in close quarters because you cannot protect yourself. Remember, the archer should be able to fight close quarters at least enough to fend off attackers before assistance of melee units."

"I was beaten, every training as an example of trying to question the instructors. After some time, I started to dodge instinctively the instructor's attacks. I understood that instructor lesson and everyday trained to finally stop getting beaten. The instructor wasn't going to stop, so my body learned every move and pain. The month later, he couldn't hit me in a casual way..."

"I was to war, with my comrades. The war wasn't a place of honor and glory, it was a place of death. Many of my friends fell, from nearby villages only I and Casper survived. You won't know the reality of war if you don't experience it yourself. I was tired of this, this was the moment to leave the battlefield. I asked for leave and it was granted. I came to this village to find all of my family members were dead. They died from disease..." Casper was few years younger than him and both of them experienced pain of war. Rose's father wasn't in the same group as Roger but they met few times on the battlefield.

Roger met his wife and decided to retire from military. He didn't want to make his wife experience fear of never seeing her loved one once again.

They trained for few next days, archery and close quarters. Roger preferred using the knife as a weapon, Aron decided to learn using knives too.

[Skill Roger's Footwork generated.]

[Archer profession unlocked and activated.]

[Archer]

[Boost: +0.1 DEX, +0.1 STR, +0.1 PER]

[Level Cap: 15]

[Skill Military Archery generated. Military Archery lv.0(0/1K)]

[Congratulations first combat-oriented profession unlocked.]

'No reward?'

[Don't be ridiculous, the system won't reward you for everything. Stop being lazy and work.]

[Name: Aron(Marcus Reave)]

[Title: Worthless Bastard, Champion(Hidden)]

[Age: 11]

[Race: Human/Shiran]

[Bloodline: White blood(13%), Drevon(15%)]

[Profession: Mason lv.5(13K/50K), Sculptor lv.2(1K/10K), Archer lv.0(0/5K), Bowyer lv.4(12K/50K), Herbalist lv.5(4K/50K)]

[Space: Farming lv.4, Ranch lv.1, Workshop lv.1, Storage, Library, Digging Site, Quarry]

[Stats: STR 4.3, DEX 5.2, END 5.3, INT 22, PER 20, CHA 2.2, ART 2.5]

[Points: WE 3215, SP 10, AP 10, KP 953 ]

[Talents: Axe, Poisons, Bow, Mace, Blacksmith]

[Traits:]

[Negative: ??]

[Positive: High-Capacity Brain, Hardworking, Strong Limbs, Ambidextrous, Eagle's Eyes, Mutated Heart, Flexible, Strengthened Skull, Poison/Venom Immunity(Known snakes), Moderate Poison Resistance… ]

[Skills]

[General: Plunder, Appraisal lv.8(49K/500K), Let's Gamble!, Fieldwork lv.5(Locked), Handiwork lv.5(Locked)]

[Profession: Sculpting lv.2(15K/50K) Smelting lv.0, Weaving lv.0, Smithing lv.0…]

[Fighting: Military Archery lv.0(0/5K), Roger's Footwork lv.0(0/5K)]

'Let's continue training! I will get things done! Fuck all bastards who messed with me!' Previous life kidnapers and blacksmith deserved revenge. Parents of this body couldn't be left without punishment either.