010 The Sun Tribe

Lin Yan was stunned. She hadn’t come for several days, yet her spiritual power had reached the entry level? How was this even possible?

Reflecting on what she had done in recent days, nothing seemed extraordinary. So how did this mysterious spiritual power emerge, and why did she feel nothing?

Unable to figure it out, Lin Yan asked directly, “Fat Bao, what exactly is spiritual power? Why can't I feel it?”

Fat Bao answered, “Spiritual power is an invisible force released by the brain tissue of living organisms. Your spiritual power has just reached R-level, so the changes are not obvious. To sense it, you need to focus and feel; you don’t use your eyes or ears. You can perceive the external environment with spiritual power, and once it reaches a certain level, you can even control external objects.”

So mystical? Lin Yan had always been a staunch believer in science, with no other faith.

In her previous life, she was devoted to research, deeply immersed in science. Now, after this sudden transmigration, she was encountering such an enigmatic power for the first time.

She closed her eyes and followed Fat Bao’s instructions.

Then, Lin Yan remained motionless for a long time. She thought this was unscientific.

With her eyes closed, no light was visible, so logically, everything should be a product of the brain’s imagination — a void image.

Yet now, she actually “saw” the surrounding scene, and it was in color, as if inside a glowing sphere with a radius of less than a meter, with herself at the center.

This must be what Fat Bao called spiritual power.

Lin Yan stayed calm and tried to pluck some wild grass from the sphere or pick up a stone. She tried many times but failed.

In other words, her spiritual power could only be seen but not touched.

When she opened her eyes, the glowing sphere disappeared.

“Fat Bao, can spiritual power only be used with eyes closed?”

Fat Bao replied, “Of course not. Your spiritual power is currently weak, and you are not yet skilled in controlling it. Once you become familiar, you can use it anytime. But using spiritual power consumes your own energy, so use it moderately.”

Lin Yan embarked on a wondrous journey. For two consecutive days, she delved into spiritual power, eager to familiarize herself with this novel ability.

She truly managed to use spiritual power without closing her eyes.

After her joy subsided, Lin Yan returned to reality.

She felt her current situation was still difficult, with too many tasks to handle.

She had been so busy these past two days that no one had come to find her.

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Lin Yan wanted to understand her current situation better, so she resumed playing the role of a doll, allowing others to come and inspect her.

She exchanged a few words with each person to gather the information she needed.

After a month, she had met nearly ten thousand people—everyone in the Solar Tribe.

From them, she learned that the Solar Tribe had settled here for over six cold seasons. The people were always vigilant, ready to migrate at any moment if a powerful beast pack attacked.

The beast packs were terrifying, trampling everything in their path. Small humans stood no chance against them.

The local beasts were large, likely very different from those she knew, but judging by the species recorded in her Tech Museum, all beasts seemed magnified several times in size.

There was no further information to determine if anything else besides size had changed.

Besides the beast packs, they also had to guard against river floods, feared thunder and fire from the sky, and so on.

This was a deeply ignorant group of humans, seemingly at the dawn of human origin.

They survived by instinct alone, without complex thoughts.

There was no written language, no numbers, and no scientific knowledge system here.

The Solar Tribe numbered nearly ten thousand, scattered along the Solar River. They lived in family units based on blood relations, with women revered. They had no surnames, only simple given names.

This group had always lived together, migrating and dwelling communally.

They didn’t know how much time had passed, only distinguishing seasons by the alternation of heat and cold.

Lin Yan had already timed the cold season—it lasted ninety days—but no one could tell her how long the hot season was. Fortunately, she had already instructed Fat Bao to record it.

When the cold season arrived, she would finally know the length of the hot season.

Given these objective conditions, to learn more, she had to see for herself. Relying on others’ descriptions was impossible to clarify the truth.

Lin Yan felt the heavens were kind to her, at least the language was mutually understood, sparing her much trouble.

The largest family in the Solar Tribe was the Huangye family, with thirty-six members. Huangye was also the tribe’s eldest member.

Lin Yan had met Huangye, an elderly man with graying hair and a stooped figure. Fat Bao detected his age as fifty-two.

The second largest family was the Alan family, with twenty-nine members; Alan was forty-nine years old.

With Fat Bao recording everything, Lin Yan documented all the details. At first, she only recorded names, genders, and ages.

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After her spiritual power reached R-level, the Tech Museum granted her a new benefit: everything she saw could now be photographed and stored, with no size limit. This was the Tech Museum’s most basic function — storing information without any concern for capacity.

Fat Bao’s records were no longer just text; they now included images.

According to Fat Bao, as her spiritual power grew, she could fully realize the function of image storage.

Lin Yan’s desire for spiritual power grew even stronger, and she often focused on cultivation, hoping to break through soon.

However, breaking through spiritual power was not easy. Fat Bao told her she had excellent talent and that with effort, success was certain.

Wild Sprout had become Lin Yan’s little shadow, almost inseparable.

The nearly three-year-old boy was gradually becoming more cheerful.

He often trailed behind Lin Yan, asking all kinds of questions, such as why the sun rises and sets, why fire is hot, and why fire makes meat taste better.

Lin Yan opened the door to a new world for him. Whatever he didn’t understand, if he asked Lin Yan, he would surely receive a detailed explanation.

Though many things were still beyond his comprehension, he took notes and studied whenever he had time.

Lin Yan thought Wild Sprout was very clever and quick-witted, so she instinctively taught him many things to give him a foundation, subtly influencing and changing him.

During this month, Lin Yan was busy meeting people and gathering information, without much else to do.

Everyone in the tribe now wore straw shoes, laid down grass mats and cushions, and lit campfires.

Lin Yan felt it was time to do something different.

Using tools made of stone was inconvenient, and wrapping oneself in leaves and animal skins was no long-term solution.

She asked Wood Stone to take her and Wild Sprout for a walk around, found the Caoyi family, called them over, and also invited Little Stone and Flower.

Little Stone was a lively five-year-old boy with bright eyes. Flower was a seven-year-old girl with sparse hair, so thin she looked ill.

Lin Yan had chosen them after careful consideration; these four were the smartest children in her eyes.

In the tribe, those with strong physical strength were busy with survival. Those left behind were the weak children, the elderly, the frail, and the sick.

Lin Yan didn’t want to recruit more people for now; she was small and short herself, so it was best to play with the children first.