As the large boat gently rocked with the motion of the waves, I found myself leaning against its edge, staring out at the horizon. The sea stretched endlessly before me, a vast expanse of blue that mirrored the boundless possibilities now laid before me. The tribe was busy preparing for their new life, and I was alone with my thoughts, contemplating the path ahead.
I sighed, letting the sea breeze carry away some of the tension in my chest. My mind drifted back to the life I once lived—different times, different places. I couldn't help but think about the skills I had picked up over the years, a little of this, a little of that. But consistency? Dedication? Those were qualities that had always eluded me.
Cooking. I remembered fumbling through recipes, never quite mastering the art. Building? I could put up a shelf or patch a wall, but I'd never stuck with it long enough to create something lasting. Trading resources, managing assets... I'd dabbled in them too. I even had a basic grasp of agriculture, electronics, and science. But all of these skills were just that—basic. Enough to get by, but not enough to truly excel.
Why had I always stopped short? Laziness, plain and simple. Procrastination was my constant companion. I'd start a project with enthusiasm, only to lose interest and let it fall by the wayside. It was a cycle that had defined my life—until now.
But things had changed, hadn't they? I wasn't the same person I used to be. I had new gifts, new powers. The thought made my heart beat a little faster. The gift of *Economic Mastery Athena*—it meant that those half-baked skills of mine could be honed to perfection, effortlessly. With the right application, I could build something far greater than just a nation. I could create an entire world, shaped by my hands, guided by my vision.
The realization was staggering. I wasn't just a jack-of-all-trades anymore. With this new power, I could become a master of everything I had ever touched. The potential was limitless.
I gazed out at the ocean, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips. Maybe this time, things would be different. Maybe this time, I would see things through to the end.
The entire group disembarked from the large boats, their feet finally touching the soft sands of the island. The air was thick with the scent of saltwater and the promise of new beginnings. Lemes, taking charge as the de facto leader, quickly began organizing the tribesmen.
"Lemes,"
one of the warriors called out,
"what's our plan?"
Lemes nodded, already thinking ahead.
"We need to ensure the island is safe before we settle. Warriors, I want you divided into three groups. Each group will be accompanied by a shaman. Your task is to scout the entire island—check for any potential threats, resources, and safe places where we can set up camp."
The warriors nodded, their faces set with determination. This island was to be their new home, and they would secure it.
"Move out!"
Lemes ordered, and the groups quickly set off, disappearing into the dense foliage that covered the island.
As I watched the tribesmen head into the jungle, I couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility settling on my shoulders. This was it—our new beginning. I had to know what we were dealing with, so I turned to the one source that always had answers.
"System,"
I called out internally,
"what can you tell me about this island?"
The familiar voice of the system responded almost immediately.
*"This island is unnamed and undiscovered, likely due to the unique wind shifts of the surrounding sea. Travelers from Alevion tend to take different routes, avoiding this place entirely. However, the island is vast and inhabited by only a few beasts—none that pose a significant threat to a primeval."*
That was a relief. If the island was relatively safe, we could focus on building without constantly looking over our shoulders. But there was more I needed to know.
"What about resources?"
I asked.
"What does this place have that we can use?"
The system paused for a moment before replying.
*"This island contains three significant caves, each rich in various minerals. Among them are tar stones and star sand, materials highly valuable for construction. These minerals can be used in cement mixtures for infrastructure."*
Tar stones and star sand? The names were unfamiliar, but they reminded me of my past life when I worked as a construction worker. Back then, we used limestone and acrylic sand for making cement. I asked the system to clarify.
"How do these compare to the materials I know? Are they any good?"
*The minerals found here are ten times more dense and valuable than those from your previous life and world,* the system explained. *They possess unique properties that make them ideal for building durable, long-lasting structures. With the right knowledge and tools, you could create something truly remarkable here.*
The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the island as the tribesmen returned from their scouting missions. Lemes approached Johnatan with a broad smile on his face.
"All clear,"
Lemes reported.
"The island is safe, no signs of any major threats. We found a few beasts, but nothing that we can't handle."
Johnatan nodded, pleased with the news.
"Good. Let's get to work on setting up camp."
Under Lemes' direction, the warriors, along with Johnatan, began to assemble tents and establish a temporary camp. The shamans offered their assistance as well, ensuring that everything was set up properly. The tribesmen worked diligently, moving with a sense of purpose that came from knowing they were finally safe.
As the sun set and night began to fall, the camp was nearly complete. The tribesmen gathered around fires, sharing stories and laughing—something they hadn't done in what felt like ages. There was a sense of relief in the air, a collective sigh after the storm.
Johnatan approached Lemes, who was busy helping the last of the warriors secure a tent.
"Lemes,"
Johnatan called out.
"There's something we need to discuss."
Lemes turned to face him, his expression curious.
"What is it?"
"Tomorrow, you and I are going to explore the caves and assess the minerals we found. We'll need them for constructing buildings,"
Johnatan explained.
"But there's more. Tonight, once the camp is set up, I want you to gather every man, including the shamans. We need to have an important discussion."
Lemes frowned slightly, concerned.
"What's this about? You know, none of us are skilled in constructing anything more than these tents. We don't know how to build proper structures."
Johnatan placed a reassuring hand on Lemes' shoulder.
"That's exactly what we need to talk about. Trust me, I've got a plan. Just gather everyone after nightfall."
Lemes hesitated for a moment but then nodded in agreement.
"Alright. I'll gather them after we finish here."
As the day turned to night, the mood in the camp was one of cautious optimism. The children and women were finally at ease, their faces lit up with smiles. They no longer had to worry about being hunted or driven from their homes. For the first time in a long while, they could focus on rebuilding their lives.
As the campfires crackled and the stars began to dot the sky, the tribesmen gathered, ready to hear what Johnatan had to say.
As the tribesmen gathered around the central campfire, their faces illuminated by the flickering flames, Johnatan stood before them, ready to share the vision he had discussed with Lemes earlier.
"Everyone,"
Johnatan began, his voice steady and commanding,
"what I'm about to say is important. Today, we start a new chapter in our lives, a chapter where we build something lasting, something that will keep us safe and give us purpose."
He paused, scanning the faces of the tribesmen, making sure he had their full attention. "But for this to work, we need to have rules—commandments, if you will—that will guide us in this new life."
Johnatan held up one finger.
"First, and most importantly: *Never betray or hurt your ally.* This is the most sacred rule. We are all we have now, and we must trust each other completely."
A murmur of agreement passed through the crowd. Johnatan continued, raising a second finger.
"Second: *Never look down on anyone.* Instead, encourage them as much as possible. We all have our strengths and weaknesses, but together, we are strong."
He then raised a third finger.
"Third: *Always help and value your allies, and prioritize each other's safety.* In a world as harsh as this one, we must be each other's keepers."
Finally, he raised a fourth finger.
"Fourth: *Don't be arrogant.* Confidence is important, but arrogance will blind you to the dangers and challenges that lie ahead."
The tribesmen listened intently, their faces serious as they absorbed each rule. When Johnatan finished, they looked at one another and then back at him. One by one, they knelt before him, swearing their loyalty.
Johnatan chuckled, waving a hand dismissively.
"There's no need for all that formality,"
he said with a grin.
"We're all in this together, so let's keep it light, alright?"
The tribesmen rose, smiling, their tension easing. Johnatan then took a deep breath and focused his energy. It was time to bestow the gifts. He cast the
*Lord of Selflessness*
ability, and a soft, glowing aura surrounded him.
He turned to Lebuna first.
"Lebuna,"
he said,
"I'm giving you the skills of cooking mastery and healthcare. You'll be in charge of the overall wellness of the tribe and the future members of the Black Order of Revolution. Don't worry, I'll provide more helpers in the future, but for now, work with the other women in the tribe. Teach them what you've learned."
Lebuna's eyes widened in surprise as she felt the knowledge flood her mind. She nodded, understanding the responsibility that had just been placed on her shoulders.
Next, Johnatan faced Lemes.
"Lemes, you will receive the skills of construction and management. Just like Lebuna, you can count on the warriors and the shamans to assist you. Together, you'll help build the structures we need to thrive on this island."
Lemes bowed his head, a determined look on his face as the skills took root within him.
"Thank you, Johnatan,"
he said.
"I won't let you down."
Johnatan smiled warmly.
"I know you won't. Remember, we're all in this together."
The tribesmen looked at one another, a renewed sense of purpose filling them. They weren't just survivors anymore—they were builders, creators of a new life. And with Johnatan's leadership and the skills they had been granted, they were ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
As the night deepened and the tribesmen settled into their new roles, a sudden notification rang in Johnatan's mind.
**"System Notification: Due to the effects of the bestowed gifts, Lemes and Lebuna are now evolving from Primevals to Prime Humans."**
Johnatan's eyes widened as he processed the information. The evolution was unexpected, but it made sense. The gifts he had given them were powerful, and it seemed that their bodies were adapting to match the new skills and knowledge they had acquired.
The system continued to relay information.
**"Lemes and Lebuna now possess the IQ level of humans combined with the enhanced strength of Primevals. Their evolution has doubled their existing strength."**
Johnatan watched as Lemes and Lebuna began to glow faintly, their bodies undergoing the transformation. He could sense the power surging within them, their forms becoming more refined and capable. The system clarified that while they had the qualities of Prime Humans, they wouldn't accumulate stats like Johnatan did. However, their mana pools were significantly enhanced.
The transformation took only a few moments, but when it was over, Lemes and Lebuna stood taller, their presence more commanding. They looked at Johnatan with a newfound clarity in their eyes, understanding their evolution and what it meant for their roles in the tribe.
Lemes flexed his hand, feeling the strength that now coursed through him.
"This... this is incredible,"
he said, his voice filled with awe.
"I feel like I could move mountains."
Lebuna, too, was marveling at the changes.
"Johnatan, I don't know how to thank you. This power... it's like nothing I've ever felt before. I can see so much more clearly now, and my understanding of the world has deepened."
Johnatan smiled, pleased with the outcome.
"You two have earned it. We're going to need every bit of strength and intelligence to build what we need here."
As he spoke, another notification appeared in his mind.
**"System Notification: Due to the successful evolution of Lemes and Lebuna, a bonus of 50 points has been added to all your stats, excluding damage."**
Johnatan felt the surge of power as his stats increased. It was a subtle but noticeable difference, reinforcing his abilities even further. He knew these enhancements would be crucial as they moved forward with their plans.
"Seems like we're all getting stronger,"
Johnatan said with a grin.
"This island will be the foundation of something great, and with each step we take, we're closer to making that vision a reality."
The night was filled with a renewed sense of purpose and excitement. The tribesmen, now led by two newly evolved Prime Humans, were ready to tackle the challenges ahead. Johnatan could see the determination in their eyes, the fire that had been lit within them.
**Day 1**
Johnatan and Lemes set out early in the morning, determined to explore the island's three mysterious caves. The terrain was rugged, but their enhanced strength and agility made the journey manageable. After four hours of exploration, they returned to camp with samples of various minerals that could potentially be the foundation of their new civilization.
The minerals they gathered included:
- **Tar Stone**
- **Star Sand**
- **A sample of Cocolumber from the island**
- **Rissinia Water in a vial from one of the caves**
Back at the camp, inside their tent, Johnatan turned to Lemes.
"You've done well today, Lemes. Take some time to rest. I'll handle the analysis from here."
Lemes nodded, grateful for the chance to rest.
"Thank you, Johnatan. I trust you'll figure out how we can use these materials to our advantage."
Once Lemes was gone, I sat down with the samples, feeling the weight of the task ahead. I needed to know exactly what we had at our disposal.
"System,"
I called out mentally,
"analyze the minerals we've gathered."
Within seconds, the system responded, providing a detailed breakdown of each material:
- **Tar Stone**: A multipurpose mineral that can be used as a gravel mixture or ground finely into a powder for cement. When melted with heat, it can also serve as a base metal, making it incredibly versatile for construction.
- **Star Sand**: A high-complexity mineral with a wide range of uses. It can be used for water filtration, creating highly durable glass, and as a mixture in cement. Its applications are almost endless in infrastructure—perfect for concrete, asphalt, and road bases.
- **Cocolumber**: A versatile wood that can be used in furniture, as formwork for concrete pouring, and as a baseline material for any infrastructure. It's sturdy and renewable, an ideal building material.
- **Rissinia Water**: The most intriguing of all, this liquid is a high-tier element. It has the unique property of solidifying any concrete mixture more effectively than ordinary water. Additionally, it can be used as a base ingredient in healing potions and serves as a universal drinking water, safe for consumption by anyone.
As I reviewed the results, a thought crossed my mind. "System," I asked, "aren't these minerals limited? What if we exhaust the resources on this island? Won't that cause a shortage?"
The system's response was both surprising and relieving. **"The minerals on this island are not finite. Due to the magical properties of the caves, these minerals have the ability to replenish themselves over time. They essentially 'grow back,' so to speak, ensuring a continuous supply for as long as you inhabit the island."**
A smile crept across my face as I absorbed this information. The island was not just a temporary refuge; it was a place where we could build a lasting legacy. With resources that replenished themselves, the possibilities were endless. We could create a thriving community, one that wouldn't have to worry about running out of materials.
As night fell, I stepped out of the tent and looked up at the sky, filled with stars. This was just the beginning, but it was already clear that this island held everything we needed to thrive. The Black Order of Revolution was well on its way to becoming a reality.