Habit was a very scary thing, Bai Yang horridly found himself getting way too accustomed to constantly being attended to and fed that his ability to eat himself was slowly devolving...

It felt just like his skeleton was extracted from his body, he was lying on the table, looking at the girl who was busy in the kitchen and waiting for her to feed him.

Xiao Mao, that was the name of the girl, finally revealed to Bai Yang on the eighth day upon arriving in this world. The eight days were the days in this world, not earth.

Xiao Mao, these two words were also words people used to describe a tiger in this world!

Anyhow, Bai Yang couldn't relate these two words with tiger, shouldn't kitten be those kind of little ones that only knew how to meow?

Hence, Bai Yang thought that this girl's name was supposed to be Tiger Girl..

Every language required a long time of evolution, they included the culture and local environment, making it difficult for a foreigner who knew nothing about these cultures and the local customs. It would be hard for him to understand the language, especially the slang.

There were a lot of terms used for the word "wife" but how many of them there knew all of them?

While thinking of absurd nonsense in his mind, Xiao Mao had already served the roasted meat and Xiao Mao who was now familiar with Bai Yang's habit no longer displayed her heroic and bold presence while cooking. She cut the meat into smaller pieces but the only problem was the slightly plain taste.

Hmmm, I wonder what kind of plant did they used to smoke the meat, these meats never bore me, I don't even feel disgusted even after eating them for every single meal..

While thinking in his heart, this lazy man did not even move even a finger and waited only for Xiao Mao to feed him.

But the pretty girl Xiao Mao did not find anything wrong. She carefully fed a piece of meat to Bai Yang and even considerately helped Bai Yang to clean away the oil at around his mouth...

Can someone imagine just how many men would want to kill Bai Yang just looking at this scene?

"Xiao Mao?"

Bai Yang looked towards the girl, the pronunciation of her name over here was a little strange, so Bai Yang still couldn't pronounce it properly; it was just like how a foreigner trying to say "How are you?" of the local language.

"En?"

Xiao Mao stared right into Bai Yang's eyes.

"Nothing, just that I might have to leave for some time," said Bai Yang stammeringly as he gestured.

But Xiao Mao who heard this, was stunned right away and her face turned pale immediately while tear started building up in her eyes.

"Okay, I'll... I'll wait for you!"

Bai Yang left decisively and after simply packing his backpack, he left.

As for why Xiao Mao followed him so loyally, Bai Yang asked her but the answer he received was a little jaw dropping; Xiao Mao's reply was that she followed Bai Yang because her grandfather asked her to, it was a simple and clean answer!

Oh, her grandfather was the elder old man, the head of this village....

This had Bai Yang complaining secretly all the time for a time being, about how was it not illegal for the old man to throw his grand daughter to someone else? Perhaps, she was not his biological grand daugther? Bai Yang really had nothing to say about this.

Though Bai Yang returned back to earth almost every day, every time when he needed to head back to do something else, he would need some time, therefore, he had to let the villagers know that he was about to be away for some time. Bai Yang never doubted the villagers' receptiveness towards new things, but disappearing without drawing attention was much better.

Under Xiao Mao's reluctant gaze, Bai Yang headed out of the tree house and ran into Hu Zi, which was also number three.

Seeing him, Bai Yang burst out laughing again, he couldn't help it, number three was just too optimistic. He had an injured eye, his brows were gone and what caused these was definitely because of his enthusiasm in looking for trouble.

A day before, he saw Bai Yang playing with his lighter and the curious man immediately took it away after gaining permission from Bai Yang. Number three was very curious about the fire that appeared out of nowhere, so he reached his head closer towards the lighter to observe it. To be even more precise, the barbarian stuck his eye towards the lighter when he tapped on it and the fire... Okay, that scene was a little stunning.

"Hu Zi, I'll bring you some nice stuff when I come back."

Bai Yang waved towards Hu Zi, walked out of the village and disappeared after getting out of everyone's sight.

Upon returning to the rented villa, he noticed that it was about 10 in the morning on earth.

The smile on his face vanished slowly, the backpack he threw on the ground and he flung his strengthless body onto the bed. He then stared mindlessly up at the ceiling and there was nothing but utter confusion in his eyes.

The only reason to this as because of his experience in the village; the villagers' life was simple yet difficult, but they were all happy, there was no complaint and despite knowing just how dangerous the jungle was, they embraced it time and time again, entering the jungle, driven by hope.

But no matter what, after seeing hunters crippled or inflicted with heavy wounds by the monstrous beasts, he could never erase the scene from his mind, he hated the feeling where he could only watch helplessly.

He was no doctor, which prevented him from using the best option to help these injured villagers and all he could do was help them apply some penicillin to prevent further infection.

Narra Wood, ginseng, Hundred Fruit Wine, all of these are nothing to them but to me, they are worth millions or even billions. I owe them!

Bai Yang felt that there was a need for him to do something for the villagers, or to even repay Xiao Mao who had taken great care of him up until now.

Rubbing his face with all his strength to clear his mind, Bai Yang checked his phone to take a look at his current financial situation.

Bai Yang's father had already transfered the 2nd installment into his account and the ginseng was also sold. The auction houe transferred Bai Yang's money into the account right after the auction.

Apart from the ridiculous 10% commission given to the auction and some taxes, the ginseng had brought Bai Yang a disgustingly high amount of money at the total of 12,000,000 dollars!

There were just way too many wealthy individuals in this world, a 400 years old ginseng was actually sold to them for the price of nearly 15,000,000 dollars!

Hmm, I should bring even more of these "useless" things in the villagers' view here and raid the riches over here!

Bai Yang felt that if he did not do this, he would be wasting...

And the massive sum of money had Bai Yang stunned for quite some time until he fully digested the information, those digits had made him dizzy.

Struggling to keep his vision away from the digits, Bai Yang rode onto his bike and headed out.

After some turns and travels, Bai Yang once again arrived at the military shop.

The owner was still doing something at the back of the counter and he raised his head upon sensing the movements at the entrance. Surprisingly, he remembered Bai Yang still and the first thing out his mouth was, "Why are you here again?"

"Hey boss, I'm here again." smiled Bai Yang as he greeted.

The young owner expressionlessly replied, "Hey brother, just go keep yourself busy with your business, I really don't have the things you want."

"You knew what I want?" asked a surprised Bai Yang.

The young owner, "....."

"Okay okay, jokes aside, I just want to ask about something," said Bai Yang as he casually found himself a stool to sit on, and delivered a cigarette to the owner.

Bai Yang was a smoker, but not addicted, there was no problem at all if he did not smoke for a few days.

"What do you want to know?"

With the cigarette in his hands, the owner no longer gave Bai Yang an attitude.

Hmmm, this Bai Yang was also an experienced smoker, he ran to a few shops and went through a lot of effort just to get some cigarettes specially offered only to certain people, with a high price of course.

After collecting his thoughts, Bai Yang looked at the owner and said, "Ermmm, I want to ask if you know any places that specialized in making armor?"

"Huh? What?"

The young owner looked at Bai Yang as if he was some sort of an alien and his mind couldn't keep up with Bai Yang's question.

"Ehem, armour, like those kind of armours worn by ancient soldiers in the battlefield, do you know any place that sells them?" asked Bai Yang straightforwardly.

"Hold up brother, you want to go do cosplay? There should be more than one if you looked it up in the internet, right?" replied the speechless owner.

With a shook, Bai Yang explained, "Not those garbage that serve for the purpose of display, why would I want them? I want real stuff, armor that provide defense. Ideally, they would be made from steel or pure steel, do you have any way to get them for me?"

"Wait, what are you even thinking?" replied the owner again.

Bai Yang's eyes lit up right away as he thought, He has a way!

Bai Yang lit up his cigarette and took a breath as he said seriously, "To form an army of cold weapons and rule the universe. This great ambition will start from making equipment, heh, remember to keep it a secret for me..."