Banished To Another World Chapter 5

Yan Mo had a foreboding feeling. If he did not hurry and decrease his sc.u.m points, if he waited for his sc.u.m points to surpa.s.s another level, pa.s.s by another 10 points, maybe pa.s.s at another 100 points; there would definitely be a new penalty. Because if he was making the rules, he'd definitely do it like that.

But how do you reduce sc.u.m points?

Yan Mo's heart thumped, he turned to Cao Ting. "Sister, are you curious about the strange things I've been doing? "

Cao Ting nodded.

"Just remember that if you encounter the same situation in the future, especially if it's light fractures, you can use this method.If there are no sticks, you can use hard items that are hard to bend such as slate, animal bones, etc… " Yan Mo taught Cao Ting the most basic methods for dealing with fractures.

Talking on one side, he gestured to the remaining sticks to let her see.

He had interns before. He taught both people with a foundation and without a foundation in medicine. For Cao Ting's kind, he would use the most easy to understand method and personally teach her. He never gave up on stupid students because he originally was not smart as well. But he hated all students who wasted learning time and opportunities. For those who didn't listen, he would keep them all in his mind one by one, nothing on his face would show. If the other party never corrected, he would cut them off and discard them. They wouldn't know a thing.

Cao Ting treasured such opportunities. Her face showed her surprise and gratefulness. Listening and nodding her head, she completely ignored that he was a lot younger than her and did not scorn Yan Mo. Before, Yan Mo's barbarian treatment had shaken her. But now she completely believed that Yan Mo was the Yanshan's priest's disciple. Being able to learn a priest's healing methods was a blessing from the heavens.

— Teach First Aid Fracture knowledge once

Sc.u.m -1 Point

Total Sc.u.m points: 100,000,007

Sure enough! Yan Mo verified his own theory. There was a smile on his face. Only this point decrease was too little.  

Five seconds later, another phrase once again appeared on the guidebook:

Note: When the learner uses their first aid knowledge for the first time and puts it to good use, the initial instructor will decrease sc.u.m points by one.

So it had a MLM pattern  (Multi level marketing).  Yan Mo was satisfied with this, but began teaching even more carefully. After all, the note said it must be successfully displayed before he can get Cao Ting to lower his sc.u.m point by one.

Of course he can't expect an Orthopedic Trauma Specialist after teaching something so simple only once, but at the very least it'll leave an impression in the brain. Then he'll slowly teach it to them until they master it. He believes there will be no shortage of practice for Cao Ting in this place.

Finally Yan Mo summed up, "If it is a really big fracture, like mine or Da He's where only the skin was left attached. For example, if it's a comminuted fracture, not only do you need to align the bones, a complex surgery is also needed. This operation includes removing the shattered bone, setting the bone, reconnect the broken tendons and blood vessels, etc… Even if the surgery is performed, it can leave behind various repercussions."

There were many of words that Cao Ting didn't quite understand.

"Repercussions?"

"Even if the bones are reconnected and the wound is fine, but the legs may not perform well, arm can cause fingers to not bend, cannot hold onto heavy things, etc… However these things are always better than being amputated. But because we are limited in our conditions, there is no surgery here. After all, needlework doesn't even exist here."

"Needle?"

"Have you seen something similar to this?" Yan Mo used a stick to draw a needle on the ground.

"The head is sharp?"

"Yep!"

"There are bone spurs and stone awls." Cao Ting got up to fetch the two items to let him see. "You can drill a hole on the bone or skin, then you can make a necklace. The tattoos on their faces are also pierced with the bone spurs."

If Yan Mo didn't have the memories of the teen, he would surely think that the necklaces and tattoos were a result of human instinct to look beautiful. But now he knows that these two things represented the difference between cla.s.s status and division of labor.

The different tattoo lines and the different necklace materials were worn by different kinds of people. Can't ever confuse them, getting the wrong tattoo or wearing the wrong necklace will both bring punishments.

It's mostly the children and women who have no combat power that have no face tattoos.

Slaves also have slave tattoos. It would either be on your back or your shoulders. But slaves were often bought or transferred so the traces left by the original owner would be burned off. Because of this, some slaves will have multiple burn scars on their back.

Touching his own face, he had no tattoos because he had not reached the level of a rank 1 warrior yet.

Badly done tattoos can cause infections and fevers. His master was not in a rush to mark him. Maybe it's because he was seen to be heavily injured. Afraid that he would not live, putting on a tattoo would be a complete waste of time. Or are you scared the punctures will add on to the wound?

Waiting for the kid to get back, he had a good talk with Cao Ting, trying to see if he could delay the tattoo as much as possible. He wanted to escape slavery. Once he was marked as a slave, unless his martial force reached that of a Rank 3 warrior, he would be a slave for life.

Without knowing how his leg would heal in the future, he had no confidence in raising his own combat power. What's more, he originally was a person skilled in knowledge and dexterousness.

"Sister, help me get a piece of animal skin, hurry!" Yan Mo saw the disciple come out from Da He's tent, immediately pushes Cao Ting to reply.

Cao Ting didn't understand but still went into the tent of Yuan Zhan and took a fur that was going to be trashed.

Yan Mo s.n.a.t.c.hed the fur, regardless whether it was clean or not, threw it over his leg and collapsed on the ground, pretending to be dead.

Cao Ting was also smart. Looking at him like that, she understood what he was doing. Pulling the youth back, she kneeled in front of his leg, completely blocking his injured leg. The priest's group of six walked past them, the disciple was wrapped in an animal skin and tagged behind the group. As they walked past the two, their gazes moved over them.

"Huh?" The disciple stood still.

Cao Ting's heart tightened.

Yan Mo closed his eyes, feeling that someone was approaching them.

The priest's disciple kicked Cao Ting around.

"What's in the pot?"

Cao Ting turned her head to look at the pot and fearfully answered, " Sir, it's a kind of weed that has been ground."

"What's it used for?"

"Dont… I dont know. I picked it up to mess around with it. My younger brother was beaten by his master, his injuries are very severe. I wanted to save him. Sir, please help save my brother!" Cao Ting looked up at the priest's disciple.

The disciple coldly snorted, then proceeded to leave.

Cao Ting's head was touching the floor. She waited until the priest walked out of sight, then slowly began to get up.

Yan Mo's clenched fist also began to slowly relax. Cao Ting's quick wit and benevolence had saved him.

"Sister, thank you." Yan Mo said the word 'sister' very sincerely.

Cao Ting turned around. Petting his hair, there was pity and sadness in her eyes.

"I have two younger brothers and a younger sister. One brother died, the other two were both sold to other tribes. I don't know how they are doing at the moment. You look to be about the same age as my dead brother."

"Sister, maybe you will b.u.mp into them one day." Yan Mo lifted the fur, suffered through the pain and got up.

"I hope so." Cao Ting actually did not have any hopes to meet her siblings again.

* * *

When Yuan Zhan brought two large vole like animals back, Yan Mo was still laying at the entrance to his tent. Cao Ting had already been called back by her master, Yuan Diao, to cook dinner.

Without Yuan Zhan's permission, Cao Ting did not dare to move Yan Mo inside the tent.

Yan Mo was sitting on top of the water jar but he had not been idling. Having the opportunity to be alone, he brought out the Exile Transformation Guide and called out the Table of Contents.

The Table of Contents only had six lines.

First Article: The use of the Exile Transformation Guide

Second Article: Complete Animal Collection Guide for this World

Third Article: Water Geography Guide for this World

Fourth Article: Exile Transformation Guide's Q&A

Fifth Article: Special Guidelines, Conditions have not been met and cannot be displayed

Sixth Article: List of Penalties and Rewards

Looking at the 2nd and 3rd articles, Yan Mo could not help but be slightly excited.

Knowing those two points, even if he can’t pretend to be omniscient or G.o.dlike, he could properly raise himself without any problems.

This was exciting, but after he flipped through the Exile Transformation Guide's Use, he felt that he'd been thoroughly smacked.

First of all, if he wanted to use Article Two, he must reduce his sc.u.m points by 100.

Third Article, must reduce sc.u.m points by 1000.

Second, the guide would not send out reminders, Yan Mo must consult the guide. Everytime the guide displayed a bit of knowledge, it would increase Yan Mo's sc.u.m points. How much points would be added depended on the importance of the knowledge being shown.

As for Article 4, it's even more deceptive. You can only ask three questions. Although it does not increase the sc.u.m points, but everytime you wanted to ask a question, you'd have to bite your finger, then write out your question with the blood.

With regards to Article 5 of the guide, there was only one phrase. Condition must be met before it can be displayed. As to what condition it is, the First Article did not explain clearly.

Yan Mo was most interested in the sixth article, but when the guide showed the list of rewards, the page showed up blank.

Does this mean there are no rewards, or was there a condition not met?

"Display Penalty Regulations."

The pages flipped and the text appeared on the page:

— Will the Exile please make great effort to transform. Be sure to not let your sc.u.m points exceed over 100 million. Once above 100 million points,  the exiled will be forced to take punishments, the punishments will depend on the number of additional sc.u.m points.

— After the sc.u.m points are lower than 100 million, if sc.u.m points increase by 10 each time, will be forced to accept a small punishment. If you increase your sc.u.m points by 100 in one turn, you will receive a big punishment. The punishment will depend on the sc.u.m points.

Yan Mo forced down his anger and resentment. He grabbed the stick Cao Ting just polished and broke off a splinter. It poked his middle finger on his left hand.

He called out the Q&A page, then started writing his question with his blood.

Sc.u.m…

…… could not write it out. No matter how much or how he moves his finger, the blood from his fingertip would bunch together and the blood beads would slide down his palm instead of the page.

What is going on?

"Are you playing with me? Why won't it work?" Yan Mo was so angry his face turned green.

His blood was currently so precious, but now it was being wasted.

The guide ignored him. No matter how many times he would ask, it would not respond.

Yan Mo was extremely angry. He took deep breaths to try to calm himself. Maybe he made a mistake. Calling out the Guide's Use, He looked closely at the instructions to the Fourth Article's Q&A.

— Every time you ask a question you need to bite your finger

….. Bite!

f.u.c.k.. He knows what happened now!

This d.a.m.n guide, doing everything for his mom to trap him! (1)

Using your own teeth to bite your finger, it seems more painful then using a wooden stick.

Helplessly, he also knew it was impossible to negotiate over such a rigid thing. He could only put his left middle finger at his mouth and heartlessly bit down.

— Sc.u.m points reach zero, What will I get?

The answer appeared quickly on the page:

— Get what you want the most.

That word 'the most' , that means he only has one option. 　

What do I want the most?

Is there a need to say?

A small figure appeared in his mind, innocent eyes looking at him full of trust. Every time he saw Yan Mo come back, no matter what he was doing he would immediately toss it to the side. Stumble over to him, open his short arms, throw himself at his thigh, and raise his head and gruffly request, "Up, Up, hug hug!"

Yan Mo covered his own eyes. "Don't deceive me, don't cheat me…. I'm willing to believe, I'll obediently reform. I just ask that you don't cheat me!"

"Hey? Why are you crying?" A big leg came and lightly kicked him. "Keep crying and I won't give you any extra meat!"

Yan Mo silently wiped away his tears and rubbed his arm. Mother's eggs, that kick really hurt! (2)

Two large vole like animals were thrown at him.

"Can you move? If you can move than skin it. Be careful, don't let the skin break. If you break it I'll kill you!"

Slave don't have human rights, even if the wound is heavy they cannot argue. Same goes for slaves who starved for two days.

Yan Mo originally did not know how to peel the skin, but his body had experience.

The two large voles did not have a lot of blood. The neck was broken and there was blood on the mouth. It was probably sucked out by a man.

"How did you use so much water?" Yuan Zhan kicked the knife over to him. Seeing that the water tank did not have much water, his eyebrows frowned. Pouring the remaining water into the stone pot,  he threw the water scoop into the tank and carried the tank that was half a person tall and left.

Yan Mo…. No wonder there's no casks here. You guys keep using the water tank to fill up with water!

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(1) This one was a little hard to translate to English. Chinese people use their relatives as a way to insult. Kind of like how Americans will say "Your mom" as an insult. It's basically saying that the guide is doing everything it can to drag him into a hole, or bring him down.

(2) Another insult. It means d.a.m.n.

TN:

So it WAS a baby. Mystery solved. In other news, I haven't found anything on the specific suicide children so maybe it's false? This was the closest I found.

I'm also going to be very busy for the next few weeks due to Final projects and shows that I need to be working on. I'll still try to update at least once a week.