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Those stones were quite heavy. The surface was black, but there seemed to be dark red blood clots flowing inside. They felt very hot when you held them.

I squeezed it hard, and it was very firm.

【Burning Bloodstone】

[Review: This is the best gift for a grumpy old man, and also the toy that unlucky foundry worker has always dreamed of. PS: Maybe it can be used as a hand warmer (an extremely luxurious version).]

Raising an eyebrow casually, is that the 'unlucky foundry'?

It was clearly not Klaus being mentioned, but rather someone Hydra knew...

Is he related to the [Foundry] class?

I silently noted down these pieces of the puzzle that were "unintentionally" revealed.

He casually tossed the few warm "hand warmers" to Klaus, who was standing next to him.

Klaus caught it in a flurry, initially intending to complain that it was dark and looked dirty, but as soon as he held it in his hand, his eyes instantly lit up like two light bulbs.

"What's the working principle behind this?! Maybe it could be used to heat the ship..."

"Keep it for now."

His technical euphoria was abruptly interrupted; "Go back and study it some more."

These brown-skinned cavemen had clearly opened their hearts to them.

Although not highly intelligent, perhaps due to what Klaus called soil affinity, his business skills in collecting minerals and plants are top-notch.

All sorts of strange and unusual local products are still being brought in continuously, and the "tribute" has been piled up into a small mountain.

"This is edible!"

Ivan picked up a spherical "flower" about the size of his head. The petals on it were the same hard-shelled nut that tasted like a pine nut.

Besides this one that can be identified

One could also see the rootstock of a plant that looked very much like a potato.

He took out some moldy potatoes from his warehouse and compared them.

This local variety is larger, smells fragrant, and has a light green skin.

[Unknown plant root]

[Description: Not unlocked.]

"..."

"Hiss hiss~"

Perhaps sensing that Renyi was interested in this thing, the leader came over, pointed at it, made a eating gesture, and then wrinkled his face and made a gagging expression.

Klaus chuckled. "Is he saying it's edible but not tasty?"

"Maybe..." Renyi silently placed the thing in the observation area.

Just then, a brown-skinned caveman carrying a pile of dark green, fist-sized round fruits tripped over his own feet and fell hard.

"Bang!"

The fruit in its arms rolled to the ground, one of which hit a stone with a "thud".

Next second,

"boom--!!!"

A violent explosion rang out inside the relatively enclosed cave, its power almost comparable to that of a miniature hand grenade!

The shockwave, carrying debris and dust, spread outwards. The nearest unfortunate caveman let out a piercing scream as his entire right arm was blown to pieces.

The shockwave from the explosion shook the entire cave, causing rocks and soil to fall.

Several cave dwellers who were nearby were thrown to the ground and rolled around in a heap.

Ivan instinctively turned his back towards the direction of the explosion, shielding Ren and the others from the flying debris.

The sudden change caused the cave dwellers to lie prone on the ground in terror.

"What a bombshell! It's pretty explosive."

Ivan dusted himself off and grinned.

I casually checked the caveman's injuries.

These cave dwellers are more advanced than those outside. The game shows them as [Cave Dweller Lv4], with defense roughly equivalent to a wooden shield. A tiny fruit could blast them like this...

"Looks like we need to clear the mines first."

After being instructed, Aurora helped treat the injured caveman's arm.

Soon its charred tissue began to fall off, revealing new flesh and blood, which deepened the cave dwellers' awe.

Walk up to the scattered fruit and pick up a whole one.

[Unknown Melon]

[Description: Not unlocked.]

"Dala Bengba," he said, pointing at the chief.

The caveman leader was confused for a moment, but quickly realized, oh, they were calling him!

He arbitrarily raised the melon in his hand and made an explosion gesture, then pointed to the pile of "offerings" and made a separating motion.

Dala Bengba bowed and then turned to shout a few times at his underlings.

Anything that was even slightly dangerous was sorted out separately, and the "tribute" was divided into two distinct piles.

A large portion of them are safe to eat.

The other pile contained "dangerous items," including exploding cantaloupes, mushrooms with corrosive slime secreted by their skin, and hollow, long plants that could eject seeds at high speed.

It would take a long time for just a few people to figure out such a huge amount of stuff.

Not to mention picking out the useful ones to plant.

"We still don't have enough manpower..."

Viewers on Earth shared the same sentiment:

[Yeah, with just four people, it's too difficult to establish a base in a place like this.]

[There are definitely other dangers on this island, other powerful tribes.]

[How about we recruit these cavemen?]

[That's one way to do it. These guys aren't very strong in combat, and they're also quite timid.]

Renyi does indeed have this idea.

These brown-skinned cave dwellers are weak and easy to control, and their ability to survive in a perilous environment must mean they have some special value.

Moreover, with some guidance, she would definitely become a skilled farmer.

He walked up to Dala Bengba, who was directing his people to move supplies, and patted it on the shoulder.

Dala Bengba was so frightened that he almost knelt down again.

He pointed to himself, making a defensive gesture, then pointed to the caveman, and then to the depths of the jungle, a gentle smile on his face.

Listen to me, and I will protect you.

Dala Bengba was stunned; its simple brain seemed to be struggling to process this complex information.

But when it saw its people receiving treatment from Aurora,

It hesitated for a moment, then knelt down on one knee and bowed its head before Renyi.

You have unlocked the regional reputation system.

[Current Area: Cave Dweller Tribe]

Current Reputation: Honored (600)

Reputation system?

A few questions popped into Renyi's mind.

This game, which has no documentation, doesn't even come with an instruction manual, yet it's now updating its features on its own?

But seeing that no one else reacted, it's clear that only he/she has enabled this feature so far.

Instead of unfolding the light screen directly, he immersed his consciousness into the system panel.

Sure enough, next to the familiar options of [Disassemble], [Evolve], [Storage], and [Vehicles], a new label appeared—

【prestige】.

He nodded.

What lay before me was no longer a monotonous list of text, but a map shrouded in a gray fog.

On the map, two areas, one large and one small, are highlighted.

One piece is a small, irregularly shaped piece of land, marked with the words "Cave Dweller Tribe," and the reputation status following it is the "Honored (600)" mentioned earlier.

What about the other one?

It looks like it's at sea.

[Area: Tranquil Sea]

Current Reputation: Friendly (426)

……

……friendly?

Random thoughts paused for a moment.

He recalled his actions after entering this world.

Upgrade your boat by fishing.

Kill sea creatures to upgrade your ship.

Upgrading your ship by dismantling and demolishing inside an ancient giant whale...

Along its journey, it has shaken the entire ecosystem wherever it goes, earning the reputation of being a "sea surface cleaner," yet its reputation remains friendly.

Why...

Could it be that all the strange-looking creatures he killed were ugly, giving Mother Ocean a makeover?

And how was the number 426, which has both zeros and whole numbers, calculated?

I don't understand Ծ‸ Ծ

After much thought and still not finding a solution, one can only come to one conclusion—

His system, or rather the rules of this world, has a set of evaluation standards that he cannot understand at all.

perhaps……

Those he killed, according to the world's definition, are all considered "contaminants"?

If that's the case—

"Boss?"

Klaus's voice pulled Renyi back from his reverie.

He saw Renyi staring blankly at a pile of "offerings" and assumed he was figuring out how to use them.

"What's wrong?"

Once I came to my senses, it was as if the inner turmoil I had just experienced had never happened.

"Oh, pack it up, we need to go back."