WTR-LAB
Eliza reached out to check Wei Xian's breathing—steady and strong; she was only sleeping very deeply.
She examined Wei Xian's body again: apart from some exhaustion, there was nothing seriously wrong.
And precisely because of that, Eliza was even more shaken.
She knew Wei Xian too well—immense martial power, a body of iron, the absolute pinnacle of the entire Black Rock Tribe.
Yet now, Chief Wei Xian had actually been worn out by a man and lay unconscious in sleep!
Just how wild had last night been?
Was the man before her really that strong?
Was he even human?
...That day, every member of the Black Rock Tribe noticed something odd.
Their newly appointed Chief, Wei Xian, famed for toughness and diligence, hadn't made her usual rounds of the camp.
The sun climbed three poles high, yet the Chief's tent remained utterly quiet.
What's going on? Why hasn't Chief come out today?
No idea—didn't they bring back a man yesterday? I heard he stayed in the Chief's tent last night.
Could Chief be too tired?
Impossible! We all know Chief's stamina. Once, to hunt a saber-toothed tiger, she didn't close her eyes for three days and nights!
The Tribe's Female Warriors gathered in groups, talking all at once.
The Chief was the backbone of them all—nothing could happen to her!
What are you all standing around for? Got nothing to do? Are today's hunting and gathering teams set?
At that moment, High Priestess Eliza stepped out of Wei Xian's tent.
Her voice was cool, weariness in her eyes.
She had helped clean Wei Xian's body, a task that took most of the morning.
Now her mind was filled with Wei Xian's expression—humiliated yet complicated.
High Priestess!
A Female Warrior captain hurried forward to ask.
Chief... is she all right?
Eliza glanced at the still-closed tent flap and said calmly.
Chief needs a few days' rest; I'll handle tribal affairs in the meantime.
Rest—for days?
Those words stunned every Female Warrior present.
Had their ears deceived them?
Every gaze turned in unison toward the man washing at the stream.
At that moment, Wu Liang was splashing icy water on his face.
Primitive society—just heating water was a hassle.
This has to change!
Such living habits were unacceptable.
He grumbled inwardly, unaware he had once again become the focus of Black Rock's women.
Gentle sunlight slid over his skin; every muscle was sharply defined, brimming with power.
He looked energetic and bright, as if nothing had happened.
That stark contrast left every Female Warrior numb.
Eliza shook her head at the sight; she too had been floored that morning by his radiant vigor.
She walked up to Wu Liang; the surrounding Female Warriors tactfully scattered, though they still sneaked glances from afar.
You...
Eliza gathered her words.
She may need three days' rest.
Oh, really?
Wu Liang wasn't surprised—it was, after all, his handiwork.
That's good; let her recover well.
He flicked water from his hands, speaking with casual ease.
Yet his indifference almost left Eliza breathless.
You wore our Chief out like that and just say 'recover well'?
But she couldn't lash out.
By tribal tradition, the stronger the man, the greater his value to the Tribe.
Wu Liang's display had far surpassed 'strong'—it was terrifying.
For the Tribe's sake, she and her people should be delighted.
Before you give the Chief a child, you belong to her alone—understood?
Eliza drew a deep breath and laid out the rules.
From today, wait on the Chief's call; we'll give you a new tent. No labor—just conserve your strength.
A private dwelling and exemption from work—privileges, in resource-starved Black Rock Tribe, reserved only for Chief and high priestess.
Oh? Is that so?
Wu Liang dried his face and turned to Eliza.
He towered over her by more than a head; the close pressure made her step back half a pace.
Then should I thank you?
His tone carried playful mockery.
It's what you've earned.
Eliza averted her gaze; her heartbeat had quickened.
Wu Liang smiled. If I want more than that?
Eliza's heart lurched; she lifted her head sharply. What else do you want?
He gave no answer, only stared at her with burning eyes.
His gaze was fiercely invasive, as though it could pierce through her white hide robe, making her whole body uneasy.
Eliza's skin was the fairest in the Tribe; a faint blush crept from her neck to her ear-tips.
Don't imagine anything else—your duty is to let the Chief conceive first!
She snapped, fierce yet flustered.
I know.
Wu Liang withdrew his gaze. Fine, it's only a matter of time; show me my tent.
Relieved that he pressed no further, Eliza turned at once to lead the way.
Soon they stood before a brand-new tent built of sturdy wood and thick hides—far better than the previous temporary shelter.
Its location was prime: close to both the Chief's and Eliza's tents, in the heart of the camp.
My status is quite special, isn't it?
Wu Liang grinned at Eliza.
You'll live here from now on.
With that, Eliza tried to leave quickly.
Wait, Wu Liang called after her.
What else? she stopped.
Tell your Chief I await her summons at any time.
Eliza's body stiffened; without reply she strode away.
Wu Liang watched her somewhat hurried retreat and smiled.
So the high priestess isn't as unshakable as she seems.
Inside his new tent, Wu Liang sat cross-legged.
System, what's my physical level within this Tribe's sphere of power right now?
he asked.
[Ding! Analysis complete: Host's raw strength already surpasses LV10 Wei Xian without activating 'Beast Blood Burning'.]
[With the skill active, all Host's attributes reach a terrifying tier for 12 minutes, enough to crush any human or beast below LV20.]
LV20?
Wu Liang had a clear picture now.
Looks like my strength already counts as expert-level in these parts.
At least within a force like Black Rock Tribe, I can walk sideways.
With that confirmed, he spoke again.
System, display the industrial technology tree.
[Ding! industrial technology tree (basic module) expanded.]
Currently available projects:
1. Basic Ore Prospecting: unlocks basic sensing and identification of common metal veins (iron, copper).
2. Primitive Blast-Furnace Blueprint: unlocks construction of a 'clay-method' blast furnace.
3. Basic Forging: unlocks forging smelted metal into basic tools (knives, spears, axes).
Studying the three options on the light screen, Wu Liang fell into thought.
Once iron tools can be made, Black Rock Tribe's productivity—and combat power—will turn heaven and earth upside down.
By then these women will look up to him, worship him, respect him from the bottom of their hearts.
From today on, let the women of this primitive Tribe feel what the power of technology truly is.