'I need to go hunting to forest. My lack experience in actual battle might drag me into my grave someday.' Experience was crucial in battles against a beast and humans. Battles in Death Hand didn't give him much experience as he wasn't fully himself then.

"I need to construct some traps for smaller animals and birds." Speed wasn't everything in forest if you could get something by using your mind, it was always worth trying.

'My plan slowly working and a village is going into right direction. It's snail's speed but I cannot complain.' Villagers had big problem with hygiene and fertilizing the soil, none of their ancestors did such things and they hesitated about this idea. They forgot about one simple thing, their ancestors died at age of 30.

The low lifespan wasn't only problem, people needed to have multiple children as diseases, infections and many things could take their lives before maturing into adults. Winter was like grim reaper taking lives every year.

Getting to forest was easy and his target was catch animals alive. Humankind was enslaving animals from a very beginning of their existence. His choice was to capture boars, and they were good source of meat and leather.

Tracking those animals wasn't hard, there were many burrows and droppings around the forest. In few hours, he found the entire family of boars.

'The same family from last time. The old sow will die from my hands for second time.' His archery was on another level, so killing boar was matter of time. Piglets were treated with arrows with dull arrowheads, used to stun not to kill.

All of them were inputted into prepared cages inside of s.p.a.ce.

'I cannot put them into a ranch until I tame them.' Putting wild animals with domesticated ones wasn't good idea. They could clash with each or even influence badly already well behaving animals. The ranch separated animals into areas, still he didn't want to risk animals going crazy.

Taming wasn't complicated process for younger animals, simply feeding and treating animal good was enough. Some animals needed to be bought with their favorite food, but most of them slowly allowed human to get closer to them.

'They will forget that I slaughtered their mother. It's one of the laws of nature! Strong eats weak and weak cannot complain!' Animals couldn't care long for such things, and their main priority was survival at any cost. Sometimes animals ate their own siblings to survive, and his boars will adapt to their new lives as his property.

[Beginner Animal Tamer profession unlocked and activated.]

[Beginner Animal Tamer lv.0(0/1K)]

[Desc: The profession of those who started their road on an animal taming.]

[Boost: +0.1 CHA, +0.1 INT]

[Ranch level up]

[Ranch lv.2]

[Controlled Breeding function unlocked.]

'Ohh. So animals didn't mate because there was no such function?' It was little unreasonable but system could actually suppress urges and instincts of animals inside the ranch.

'I hope finally some animal evolves. I feed them this bizarre herb and nothing happens.' Aron started testing effects of fire spark flower. The small chance was in case small Chance, nothing activated hidden potential and there was no trace of any mutations on anything interesting.

'It's matter of time!' Scientific breakthroughs always required time and impatience wouldn't help him in any way. He s.h.i.+fted his attention to other projects, one of them was a paper mill.

"Carl, I need few able men to help me construct important building!" Getting help from villagers was good idea as building something outside s.p.a.ce took too much time.

"I can ask around, still none works for free!" Village chief stated obvious fact, he needed to provide some kind of remuneration for his workers.

'Hmm. Let's pay them with meat. I am a hunter for G.o.d sake!' Animal products were very important to people who could only allow themselves on holidays. Aron could get meat from forest and ranch, so using it as currency wasn't problem. There were leathers, linen and crops in amounts that could feed entire country.

"Don't worry about such things. Tell them I will pay with meat and leathers!" Hearing a confident boy, Carl became surprised. Hunters like Roger and Casper couldn't play like this as getting game wasn't easy. It wasn't normal to bring game every hunt, sometimes there were many days without anything.

"Kid! Don't play with food! If you got lucky then start freaking preparing for winter!" It wasn't reasonable to use precious resources to fulfill his weird whim.

"Old man, I know what I am doing so stop s.c.r.e.w.i.n.g around!" His voice carried little anger as chief became annoying with his inaccurate advices.

"Don't say, I didn't warn you!" Carl left to search for volunteers with trace of worry on his face.

'When I get paper…I can start teaching those people basics…hmmm' Paper was important invention to civilization as it was easy to create and cheaper than skin parchment or papyrus.

'Creating soap? I instructed people to clean their hands with water for now. It's not effective but it's better than nothing.' Some villagers like Roger paid some attention to basic hygiene, so they didn't eat in hands covered in s.h.i.+t.

'It can wait for some time. I lack many ingredients for basic soap recipes. f.u.c.k! I almost lack entire Mendeleev table!' A modern world allowed him to have access to any element or mineral with power of money. This settlement didn't care much about minerals and such things as those things were basically useless.

His plan was to start using stone for building, still bringing out so much material without suspicion was hard. Refining stone was still important as it could improve his mason profession.

Making bows became his hobby, there was three hundred bows inside of storage. Those bows were built for universal use, so they weren't perfectly fitted for him. Some archers couldn't allow themselves to build a new bow every now and then. Another important thing was equipment provided by an army was cheap and ma.s.s produced. The only result is it broke from time to time, so archers needed to improvise something like taking bows of fallen comrades.

[Name: Aron(Marcus Reave)]

[t.i.tle: Worthless b.a.s.t.a.r.d, Champion(Hidden)]

[Age: 11]

[Race: Human/s.h.i.+ran]

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

[Profession: Mason lv.7(13K/50K), Sculptor lv.4(11K/50K), Archer lv.2(6K/25K), Bowyer lv.6(72K/250K), Herbalist lv.5(4K/50K),Beginner Animal Tamer lv.0]

[s.p.a.ce: Farming lv.4, Ranch lv.2, Workshop lv.1, Storage, Library, Digging Site, Quarry]

[Stats: STR 4.9, DEX 5.7, END 5.7, INT 22, PER 20.2, CHA 2.7, ART 3]

[Points: WE 9215, 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.9(149K/1M), Let's Gamble!, Fieldwork lv.5(Locked), Handiwork lv.5(Locked)]

[Profession: Sculpting lv.3(45K/100K) Smelting lv.1(1K/5K), Weaving lv.0, Smithing lv.0…]

[Fighting: Military Archery lv.4(12K/100K), Roger's Footwork lv.3(7K/50K)]