Chapter 2 - A Poor Lady’s Cooking
I could use a nice cold beer right now. I remember when I was back on Earth. I used to drink Mexican beer. My friend, who was a half-breed, had a lot of parties. He drank a lot of Mexican beers, which I think were called Fodorrors or something like that; granted, who knows if there is beer in this world? If this is like my stories, they don't have beer. They either have Korean alcohol, Soju, Japanese Sake, or some other weird type of wine.
There was this one game that had a character that would not shut up about Osmanthus wine. I tried seeing if the wine was real but never found it. So, I assumed the wine was a wine that never existed. I am almost done with plucking the weeds. The sun is almost down, too. The girl whom I haven't had the pleasure of getting the name of. She has dirt on her face, showing the results of her hard work.
Girls that have dirt on their bodies are beautiful in a way. I couldn't help but smile, which sent a shiver down her spine. I quickly looked down at the ground to see a weed that I missed. I was able to pluck the weed and escape that awkward conversation that was going to happen if our eyes met.
Another hard day's work was done. The woman banged the wall with a spatula to get my attention. She was yelling that the bowl of food was ready for me. Finally, I can now eat some food and drink some water. Oh, I never asked for water. I wonder if she would give me a glass or two. I should be considerate and only take one glass of water.
When I walked through the door, I noticed how poor the girl was. I shouldn't judge her based on wealth, but it is a hard thing to do. On Earth, I lived in the Middle Class of America. On the second planet, I lived in the wealthy part of communism. In both parts, I lived with wealth and with no wealth. In the communist world, I only had to tough it out for a bit. In America, I was strapped down with debt. So, as a person who sees the sides of both in both ways of thinking. I cannot help but judge.
I will cut her some slack. We are in a poor area. The area is not super poor, and we live in huts. We have somewhat proper housing. The people have roofs over their heads. Rooms were filled with furniture, and some houses had less furniture than others. She has relatively no furniture in the house. The room that we are going to eat in has only one of those small Asian tables.
I must sit on the floor and eat. This way of eating is different, and it bothers me a bit to eat on the floor. Well, closer to the floor, not directly on the floor. I always had the chance to eat sitting down. Even camping with the other fellow soldiers, I sat on something.
I could care less, though, if I was actually eating off the floor. I am hungry like a bear out of hibernation. I am so hungry and need to eat now! The pink-haired girl grabbed a big brown bowl and poured out soup. A clear soup that reminded me of a dish I had back in the communist world. She provided me with a wooden spoon, and I began to sip the soup.
The awkward silence got to me, so I reviewed my system.
Name - Aiki Hiiragi
Title - Third Reincarnator
Skills: Blood-based
Arsenal, Infinite Storage, Eye of Wisdom,
New - Wilderness Toughness
Tied To This World
New - Aiki's Cultivation system, New - Farming Cultivation (Peasant Stage)
In this world, it seems I do not have a status for health and such. I did not have one on Earth, but I did have one for the other world I was in. I could try to use Eye of Wisdom on myself to see if I have stats for health. I doubt it will work, so I will refrain from thinking about it. I guess it is just like the other world. God provided me with a skill based on the family line I had.
On Earth, my bloodline was mostly from war-torn countries. Being of mostly Slavic descent, my ancestors have been through tough times. The other percentage of me that is more complicated is my Irish and Germanic descent. Then, I was born in a military-industrial society in America. So, the Earth-specific blood-based skill that I was given and that my brother has. It is a skill called Arsenal.
This skill allows us to store up to 13 weapons. I have a full arsenal. Sadly, most of my strong weapons are out there gathering more strength by killing dimensions. For now, I only have one Dimension Destroyer. Her name is Mahiru, and she is a black and red blade with accents of ashen gray.
The rest are a combination of Gunto's and small arms and their ammo. I have about 10,000 rounds of each ammunition my weapons use. With no way of restocking the ammo, I will refrain from relying on those items. The military swords and other weapons are fair game.
Infinite Storage is a skill that allows me to store basically anything and an unlimited amount of everything as long as it is not a living thing or has conciseness. My Dimension Destroyers have escaped multiple times from my skill. There is also one flaw to this skill. I thought I would be able to bring anything from the skill to different worlds and dimensions.
Something was not allowed to be brought over. Monster parts were not allowed to be brought over. If an item was made from a monster, it stayed. Raw materials, in general, were not allowed to be brought over. What I was not happy about was that a lot of the food, water, and medical supplies were cut off.
That includes high-level healing potions, all types of water, even the holy kind, and the food that was prepared for special occasions like this. Hell, all the food has been locked away until I can start to cultivate.
I can just be happy I was given a new permanent skill for being a reincarnator. The skill that I received as a bonus was Eye of Wisdom. Depending on the strength I put behind the skill, the more specialized information.
This new skill is interesting. It's not overpowered like the other skills I got, but it's still good. The ground and other hard materials feel softer when I lay on them. This skill is also good because I have a more hearty stomach. I don't have an iron gut, but I can eat some things undercooked. Wilderness Toughness will be a fine permanent skill.