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Translator: Silavin
During the treatment.
Su Bai commanded in his mind: “System, open the Attribute Panel.”
Having just used the Heal skill, he was eager to understand the skill proficiency situation.
| [Attribute Panel]
Host: Su Bai Stamina: 2.1 (Ordinary person 1) Strength: 2.2 (Ordinary person 1) Speed: 2.1 (Ordinary person 1) Mental Energy: 12 (Ordinary person 1) Shaman Powers: 12 (12/100) Totem: Flame Dragon Profession: Junior Shaman, Author Skills: Heal LV.1 (3/100) Description: You have overcome the sub-healthy state of an ordinary person and upgraded to become a Shaman with supernatural powers. Please remember your original goals. |
<Ding! Attribute Panel expanding…>
A virtual panel appeared before Su Bai’s eyes. He focused on the proficiency of his Heal, which had only increased by three points.
He asked the System in his mind, [System, one point of proficiency for each use of the Skill?]
<Ding! Yes.>
[One hundred proficiency points isn’t difficult, but it consumes a lot of Mental Energy. I can at most increase my proficiency by twelve points each day.] Su Bai calculated in his mind, then asked again. [System, how do I recover my consumed Mental Energy?]
<Ding! Host, it will recover with sufficient rest. Eating food that can restore Mental Energy also works.> the cold mechanical voice answered.
[Okay, close the Attribute Panel.] Su Bai commanded with his mind. After the Attribute Panel disappeared, he looked up to see several pairs of eyes staring at him.
“Shaman, is it done?” Yan Jiao asked carefully.
“It’s fine now.” Su Bai nodded and stood up to make room.
Yan Jiao, Hei Ya, and others immediately crowded forward, wiping away the blood from Mai Mang’s abdomen to reveal a tender line of flesh, which was the newly healed and grown skin.
“That’s amazing. So this is a Shaman Technique,” Hei Ya exclaimed. “This is the first time I’ve seen a Shaman use Shaman Technique.”
“Shaman, when did you learn this Shaman Technique?” Yan Jiao gazed at Su Bai with fervent eyes, his red pupils flickering with expectation.
“This Shaman Technique was given to me by the Shaman Inheritance,” Su Bai narrowed his eyes and found an excuse. The Daily Assistance System and the Skills he got from it could not be exposed, so he had to pretend it was a Shaman Technique.
Besides, who would verify it? Could they ask the deceased Old Shaman?
“I see.” Yan Jiao’s fervent gaze dimmed. [I should not have doubted the Old Shaman. The new Shaman is just exceptionally gifted, able to learn a Shaman Technique in a day. How wonderful.]
“It has managed to save a life.” Yan Hua felt shocked that a palm size wound had healed in just over ten seconds.
“By the way, Shaman, how many times a day can you use your Shaman Technique?” Yan Jiao asked curiously.
“In a day, about roughly ten times,” Su Bai reserved two uses, as depleting Mental Energy would cause him to faint.
“So many?” Yan Jiao stared with his red eyes, surprised. “That’s four more times than the Old Shaman.”
“Maybe it is just that I’m naturally more suited to this Shaman Technique?” Su Bai found a new excuse without changing his expression.
“That’s great. With this Shaman Technique, everyone can hunt more prey!” Yan Jiao said excitedly.
He found that with the new Shaman, the Tribe was slowly getting better. It was with new hope, unlike its previous lifelessness.
“Yes, if the Shaman had been there earlier, that Withered Wood Wolf definitely wouldn’t have escaped,” Hei Ya said resentfully.
“Wait…” Yan Jiao suddenly felt something was wrong when he heard this.
“Oh no!” Yan Hua saw her Father’s expression and inwardly groaned. She slowly moved her small feet to hide behind Su Bai.
“Who took the Shaman out of the Tribe!?” Yan Jiao asked with a dark expression, furrowing his brows and glaring at Hei Ya and Yan Hua with his red eyes.
If he had to make a choice between the Shaman and these people, with only one able to survive, he would definitely choose the Shaman without a second thought.
“Well…” Hei Ya was about to look towards Yan Hua. The Chieftain was going to unleash a punch while activating his Totem Mark. Hei Ya was timid and dared to withstand that assault.
“I requested to come out myself,” Su Bai said gently.
“Shaman, it’s too dangerous outside!” Yan Jiao’s dark expression immediately softened, and he kindly suggested. “It’s not that we don’t allow you to leave the Tribe, but our Flame Dragon Tribe has already suffered heavy losses. You might be targeted by Wandering Totem Warriors, seeking Shamans.”
“But, aren’t you all here now?” Su Bai grinned with a bright smile.
“…” Yan Jiao, Hei Ya, and others were speechless, suddenly feeling a heavy weight on their shoulders.
“Phew…” Yan Hua patted her chest, relieved that she had escaped punishment from her Father.
“I understand,” Yan Jiao nodded and softly continued, “Then, let’s escort the Shaman back to the Tribe.”
“No, we’re not going back to the Tribe yet. Take me to see the water source,” Su Bai shook his head. His goal had not been achieved yet so how could they return to the Tribe?
“No, it’s too dangerous there.” Yan Jiao refused without wasting a second.
“The Tribe has too little water. If we don’t solve the water problem now, what if something happens to the Totem Warriors? Will everyone not drink water then?” Su Bai glanced at Mai Mang lying on the ground, as if saying, ‘Look at what happened to Mai Mang.’
“Well…” Yan Jiao frowned in thought. He considered the water issue for the entire Tribe, and felt that the Shaman’s words made sense.
He turned his head to look at Su Bai and earnestly instructed, “Shaman, if there’s any danger, we’ll take you back to the Tribe immediately.”
“Alright.” Su Bai nodded with a smile.
“Wa Ming, take Mai Mang back to the Tribe,” Yan Jiao ordered a middle-aged Totem Warrior.
“Yes, Chieftain,” Wa Ming nodded.
“Also, Yan Hua, you should go back too,” Yan Jiao suddenly turned to stare at his Daughter.
“Father, I want to go too,” Yan Hua pouted.
“No,” Yan Jiao refused without thinking.
“…” Yan Hua, inheriting Yan Jiao’s stubborn personality, knew she could not convince her Father on her own. She carefully reached out, pinching Su Bai’s clothes with her thumb and forefinger while gently tugging. She even whispered to his ear in a tiny voice. “Help me persuade my Father. I want to go with you too.”
“Chieftain, is Ah’Hua close to becoming a Totem Warrior? Does she just need a Totem Awakening Ceremony?” Su Bai suddenly changed how he addressed her.
“…” Yan Hua felt a strange feeling in her heart when she heard Su Bai call her ‘Ah’Hua’. The tips of her ears slightly warmed and reddened.
“She shouldn’t be far off,” Yan Jiao felt a bit of comfort at the Shaman calling his Daughter by her nickname. [The two seemed to have grown closer. Is there a chance for my Daughter to become a Shaman Priestess?]
“Let’s bring Ah’Hua along. It’s a good opportunity to train her in the Wilderness for survival experience,” Su Bai said with a smile.
“Well, since the Shaman says so,” Yan Jiao relented. He glanced at the girl with cow horns and proudly said, “You can come along, but don’t do anything rash.”
“Okay,” Yan Hua beamed with joy.
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