A Two Months Later.

Getting herbology knowledge was effortless for him, two months of training allowed him to precisely control his strength and another interesting function of space was unlocked.

[Workshop level up.]

[Time flow changed from 5:1 to 10:1]

[New function unlocked. Training facility.]

His target of getting pairs of animals was achieved. The odd part was animals didn't mate each other in the Ranch. System explained that he didn't activate function and Ranch doesn't allow breeding of animals yet.

Training control allowed him to get trait Precise. It was enough to let him control every bit of his strength to great level.

Strong legs and reinforced skull allowed him to increase strength of his kicks and his skull became harder. Most of skills from animals were mastered in no time, however some of them were hard to practice. One of those was four-legged running, it was embarrassing to practice such skills even if none saw him doing it.

His space generated around 100 WE daily, so his issue was resolved.

Ambidextrous was wonderful trait, normally humans had one main hand and one offhand. Aron had currently two main hands and legs. It meant simply he could use weapons with any of his hands without any degradation of performance.

Increasing strength forced boy to build new bows as previous ones couldn't withstand his experiments. Being precise couldn't stop his urge to shoot further and faster, building new bow every now and then wasn't issue. This way of thinking allowed him to get new skill basic bow making and profession Bowyer.

[Bowyer. Bowyer lv.0(1/1K)]

[Desc: Profession of bow maker…]

[Boost: +0.15 DEX]

[Cap:10]

Fletching didn't get him any profession or anything, maybe making more arrows would change this fact.

[Name: Aron (Marcus Reave)]

[Title: Worthless Bastard, Freaky Kid, Village Chief Apprentice]

[Age: 11 Years old]

[Race: Human/??]

[Bloodline: Human(?), ?(?)]

[Profession: Beginner Sculptor lv.8(12K/50K), Herbalist lv.5(12K/50K), Bowyer lv.2(1K/5K)]

[Space: Farming lv.3, Ranch lv.0, Workshop lv.1, Storage, Library]

[Attributes: STR 4.3, DEX 4.4, END 4.55, INT 18.5, PER 20, CHA 1.8, ART 2.77]

[Points: WE 1432, SP 8, AP 0]

[Talents: Bow(Low Mortal)]

[Traits]

[Positive: …, Precise, Strong Legs, Ambidextrous, Weak Poison Resistance]

[Animal: Reinforced Skull]

[Skills]

[General: Appraisal lv.7(69K/250K), Plunder, Let's Gamble!, Quick Escape lv.3(1K/10K)]

[Profession: Tinkering lv.2(13K/50K), Smelting lv.0(0/1K), Tracking lv.5(Locked), Stealth lv.5(Locked), Cooking lv.2(1K/5K), Dismantling lv.6(123K/250K), Traps lv.5(Locked), Animal Handling lv.5(Locked), Beginner Animal Taming lv.3(4K/10K)]

[Fighting: Dagger(Moderate) lv.1(12K/100K), Axe(Beginner) lv.9(74K/500K), Bow(Moderate)lv.6(1.2M/5M), Hunter's Archery lv.5(Locked), Berserk lv.0(433/1K), Headbutt lv.4(2K/25K)]

[Animal: Four-legged Running lv.0(0.1K/1K)]

Rising intelligence made him construct more tools, he introduced piston pump to village. It was force pump with handle. Its popularity soared and many people wanted such thing installed inside of well. Drawing full bucket of water required big effort from weaker villagers, so version with lesser effort and better effect was extremely effective.

A next day morning, Aron heard that someone was knocking into his doors. It was village chief with grave expression on his face.

"Aron! Are you inside?" It was urgent matter, and waiting for boy if he wasn't inside hut would be useless.

White-haired boy opened doors and said.

"Good morning. What happened?" Situation was quickly described by chief, yesterday one of his friends visited him. The purpose was simple, it was asking for help of herbalist. Carl didn't like stand and watch people die, still his body wasn't young anymore and another village was too far for his old bones.

"You want me to go and resolve matter?" It was great, he was eager to explore other villages. Boy instantly agreed, opportunity to get new interesting things was to attractive.

They walked to chief's house, where tall burly man was waiting. His hair and beard were quite long, there were many scars on his body.

"Ok. Meet Alex, he is chief of Clay Village." Carl introduced them to each other. Man scanned Aron and said.

"You are saying boy with mother's milk under his nose is herbalist…Do you freaking got stupid from old age?" Alex didn't appreciate decision of his friend. Sending inexperienced child to save lives of his village was at least irresponsible.

"You are village chief? I though you are village bull. Did you fell on your head recently?" Aron didn't like stupid people insult him, so counter attack with words was reasonable.

"Stop! Alex! You want your village to die? I cannot reach there in short time! He can! This boy is genius on multiple fields! Don't underestimate him because of his age!" Both of them were quite displeased still Alex couldn't allow his personality to kill his family and friends.

"Ok. Kid! Sorry, I need your help…" Aron couldn't easily spare this man, he decided to teach him lesson later.

"I am not childish like you, old bull. Let me pack some things and we can depart!" White-haired boy entered Carl's cottage and packed some herbs into bag.

"How far from here is Clay village?" Alex looked into his eyes and said.

"More than day of walking." Aron's mouth curled into mischievous smile.

"What if we run?" Both men expression became shocked, it's freaking day of walking. Running entire distance would require ridiculous stamina.

"I don't know. Few hours probably? Why are you asking?" Chief of Clay village didn't understand why would someone ask about such thing.

"Let's run! I can sprint for entire distance. Can you keep up? Old bull?" Alex instantly understood and agreed. It didn't matter if he collapses on the end. Every hour was important for lives of his people, boy proposed to rush there. He thought it was good will of boy and felt little gratitude.

"Keep up? I hope I won't need to carry you!" They departed without any more useless words, way was long and time was limited.

Boy couldn't run on his full speed as he needed someone to guide him, so he run with speed of Alex. It was effortless as his dexterity and endurance were inhuman. Half hour later, man started to have problems with breathing.

"We can slow down…If you collapse in middle of road. Who will guide me to village?" It was reasonable remark, still it hurt his pride that young kid could look down on him.

"Pant! Pant! I can handle this!" Alex couldn't give up, lives of entire village relied on his shoulders. His determination ignited to another level and he accelerated.

"As you wish, old bull!" Boy accelerated to match his speed, it was like stroll to him.

'Are you even human?!' Alex couldn't believe in boy's attitude at all. No trace of fatigue appeared on Aron's face for entire time.

"Slow down. You will lose consciousness if we continue run like this!" White-haired boy said with emotionless voice. The problem was simple, they couldn't stop as Alex's exhaustion will catch up to him and loss of consciousness will be last problem.

Their sprint allowed them reach Clay village in around four hours, Alex state was terrible. He was wet from sweat, his entire body was shaking from pain and breathing was hard to him.

[Name: Alex]

[Race: Human/Orc]

[State: Extreme Exhaustion, Oxygen deprivation…]

[Title: Alex the Bullhead.]

[Profession: Lumberjack, Stone Mason]

[Bloodline: Orc(Red Orc Clan 5%)]

[Talents: Axe(Low-Mortal), Hammer(Low-Mortal)]

[Traits: Improved Strength, Stubborn, Stupid, Vigorous]

[Skills: Masonry, Cooking, Woodworking, Throwing, Beginner Axe Mastery]

'So I am not only hybrid around…' It was comforting that he isn't only freak around.

'What's meaning of 5%?'

[Person has orc ancestor. His bloodline is diluted to great extent, 5% is extremely low level of purity.]

'Why my bloodlines are unknown?'

[Lack of knowledge about races or bloodlines doesn't allow system to display information. It will be clarified when host gets more knowledge.]