Ch-6-Racial Issues (non-political) (First Edit)

I came too in the morning with a splitting headache, and the treatment method for such was at the forefront of my mind. The treatments offered just made me groan as they were either water in various forms or different types of tea. The latter contained some good blends as they were specifically meant for the relaxation of the mind. Even if they did not actually do much, something was better than nothing. The difficult part of that was where am I going to get the ingredients?

When the headache bordering on a migraine subsided to a manageable degree, I opened the system to see what I was doing last night.

Upon opening, the notifications from my little nightly adventure appeared in front of me.

[Congratulations, for your correct deductions of the medical prescriptions purpose. You have received 1 level in medicine.] X10

The ten additional levels would have brought my medicine skill up to 25. However, if that was the case, then how come I didn't receive the flood of knowledge at that point and instead when I placed my skill point?

[Congratulations on starting your medical journey and connecting the two sets of medical knowledge on your own. You have been rewarded with a 25% boost too your next skill point in medicine.]

This message reminded me that I set up a skill point boosting mechanic and that the amount of skill progress given doubles with each point put in. It also reminded me that something was off with my head until just recently, but I am still choosing to ignore that for the time being.

[Congratulations, your medicine has reached level 50. You have reached the professional level in your first skill. You have been rewarded 1 tech point.]

[Congratulations, you have completed the hidden quest [Professional Speedrun] for obtaining the professional level in any skill in under seven days. You have been rewarded with +1 (INT). (As you already have maxed out Intellect to the world limit, you will instead be rewarded +1 stat point of your choice.)]

That was the last message I received. This also solved the issue of where the flood of knowledge came from. When giving the details for the system, I specified that the skills like medicine would account for all the medical skills and professions in the world.

I did not factor in how many medical professions and skills there were on earth. The amount of information contained in that one transfer was enough to cause an average person's mind to either shatter or meltdown. Why that did not happen to me was a mix between my wish trait and my (INT) being at the limit.

I went to file that one away in the back of my mind as a notification popped up.

[Error recorded: sent to administrator]

I forgot that was a function that I even helped develop entirely.

With all this finished, I got up from the spot where I fell unconscious. It was at this moment that my stomach reminded me that I did not eat anything last night.

About to pull out some rations from my inventory, I smell the strong scent of iron mixed with a few other things in the air.

Something in my brain was telling me to eat whatever that was, so following the scent led me to the now skinless corpse of the cougar. Looking at the corpse, I guessed that the reason why I lost its hide was that it was needed for the bedroll.

Checking my guess with the crafting system, I see that the bedroll I made did indeed require both hide and cloth. Putting the corpse in my inventory, I am about to go back to the house when a screen pops up in front of my face.

[Do you wish to have all food items that are placed in the inventory cleansed of impurities? (Y/N)]

This notification caught me by surprise. I thought I had set the system to cleanse impurities from food already. The only way it would ask me this question is if I had not picked up a food item before.

[Error detected: Rations are not marked as a food item: Sent to administrator]

Choosing to have all of my food purified when placed in the inventory, I began to wonder why I thought that it was already confirmed.

As I was pondering this, I walked through the door to my house and to the stove. Grabbing some firewood I lit a fire in the stove to let it heat up.

As the fire was burning, getting up to the temperature for cooking the worries about my muddled head from recently came back. This linked up with my pondering on why I thought I had already set my food to be purified.

I had guessed that I had already set that while I was in that state, I was in for the first three days on this planet.

When I reached this conclusion, the fire reached the temperature I was happy with, so I closed the stove and placed a piece of iron kitchenware on top. Waiting for the kitchenware to reach a good temperature I begin to peruse my status for a solution. The first thing that I checked was my race.

[One Tailed Kitsune (unaspected)]

[The Kitsune is a race that has the greatest potential out of all known realities but a fairly weak starting point. Their position, aspects, and traits differ depending on the world they originate from.]

[The Kitsune's of Astérion have the greatest potential of all but also the hardest time reaching that peak. They maintain three major benefits from their lineage. The first is that each of their tails can be aspected to a different law. The second is that they are also considered the children of the elements for their deep connection with all of them, even when they do not have the spiritual roots for such. The last and generally overlooked benefit they get from their lineage is the naturally heightened senses and hunting instinct.]

[The Kitsune race also has some minor weaknesses. The first and most important is that when a major threat to their lives appears, they will enter a survival mode where they will either attempt to eliminate the threat or create a safe space to stay in while waiting for the threat to leave. They can train themselves to ignore this and those with a strong enough willpower who are aware of this can ignore this without any training. The second is their love for all types of fish and game meats. They do not entirely have to pay attention to this one as most are either too strong or have methods to resist any attempts at poisoning their food. However, doing so tends to cause them to attempt to kill you regardless of the situation.]

This explained why I remained in that state of mind until I finished my little hut in the middle of a meadow that I call a house.

The entire time I was distracted with reading this explanation of my new race I was cooking a cougar meat steak on the stovetop. Both sides were already browned, and all that was left was to pull a knife out and check the inside of the meat.

Cutting and exposing the center to find it was a nice pink color, I plated it and then started to eat with the floor as my table.

Biting into a piece that I cut off, I tasted the flavor that melted in my mouth. Without thinking, I put my free stat point into (SEN), and immediately, the flavor became even stronger, and I was able to taste even smaller things about it.

I should definitely cook it for 30 seconds longer next time. Quickly emerging from my daze, I began to fully realize how much my race affected my mental state.

It was at this point that I felt my tail fall down on my bedroll. For some reason, I have not been able to feel my tail or the twitching of my ears until recently.

[Adtional and alternative limb to brain interface/integration complete]

[Limb blocker removed]

That message was both needed and contained information I did not know. Instead of waiting for the system to send it, I asked it to send an error report stating that I was not informed that there was a limb integration process or limb blocker in place.

[Error reported: limb blocker and integration message was sent and cleared while the user was unconscious: Sent to administrator]

With the limb blocker removed, I could feel all the knots in my tail and ears. Pulling a comb out of my inventory, I set it down as I remembered that I was eating.

Finishing my cougar steak, I felt more content as my tail was swishing behind me happily. Cutting the recovery from my meal, I pulled my tail in front of me and picked up the comb. Brushing the comb through my tail and releasing the knots, I felt a purr rumble up from my chest.

"Yeah, I am not letting anyone touch my tail ever."