Here's your scene rewritten with a comedic, joyful tone + better flow and detail:
A week passed faster than expected.
Before I knew it… departure day arrived.
No dramatic background music. No slow-motion farewell.
Just me, standing inside my slightly broken hut, wondering how my entire life fit into a few items.
I packed what I could.
A thin bedsheet.
A pillow… handmade, filled with fur from my own hunting. Not exactly luxury, but at least it didn't smell like regret anymore.
Then came the important part — food.
Dry meat. Enough for a week.
Carefully stored, tightly packed.
Because in this world, hunger doesn't wait for emotional moments to finish.
And then…
Money.
Ah yes. My greatest achievement so far.
After weeks of selling furs and extra meat to the shopkeeper — who definitely underpaid me every single time — I finally managed to save…
One gold coin.
Yes. The gold coin.
The legendary currency.
The kind that could support a family of four for four to five months without working.
And here I was… holding it like my entire future depended on it.
Which, honestly, it did.
That coin wasn't just money.
It was security.
Confidence.
And a very strong reason not to die stupidly.
I looked around my hut one last time.
Cracked door.
Leaning walls.
A roof that occasionally considered giving up on life.
Home.
Not a good one… but mine.
I stared for a moment… then turned away.
No point getting emotional over real estate that could collapse in a strong wind.
As I stepped out of the village, I immediately felt it.
The attention.
Villagers looked at me with curiosity… some with envy… some like they were silently calculating how I hadn't died yet.
Children pointed at me while whispering like I was some kind of rare animal.
"Is that him?"
"The mountain guy?"
"Does he eat raw meat?"
…Okay, that last one might actually be valid.
I didn't turn back.
Not because I was being cool or dramatic.
But because if I did, someone would probably start a farewell speech, and I didn't have the emotional energy for that.
At the village entrance, Uncle Xu Chu was already waiting, sitting on his cart.
Beside him stood the village chief, giving last-minute instructions like this was some official military operation.
When I walked closer, both of them glanced at me.
The chief nodded slightly and said,
"After reaching Nuoding Academy, go register. Show your spirit proof and quota. The teachers will handle the rest."
Simple. Efficient. Classic chief behavior.
Then, just as I thought the conversation was over…
He took out a small pouch and handed it to me.
I opened it.
Coins.
A lot of coins.
"…50 bronze?"
I blinked.
Wait.
That's… half a silver coin.
A quarter of a gold coin.
My brain did the math… and immediately crashed.
I looked up at him, genuinely shocked.
He saw my face… and actually chuckled.
Yes.
The village chief.
Chuckled.
Rare event. Probably once in a lifetime.
"Don't worry," he said. "Go and study well."
Then after a pause, he added,
"Become a dragon among men."
I stood there for a second, holding the pouch.
One gold coin.
Plus this.
For the first time…
I felt like maybe — just maybe —
I wasn't going to fail immediately after leaving the village.
I tied the pouch securely, climbed onto the cart, and sat down.
Uncle Xu Chu flicked the reins.
The cart started moving.
No dramatic goodbye.
No one running behind.
Just a simple departure.
As the village slowly disappeared behind me…
I leaned back slightly and thought—
Well…
At least now, if I die…
I'll die with money.
That's an upgrade.
If you want next give me support new beginning