Am I a Primal Demon Too?

Am I a Primal Demon Too?

Before leaving, Lin Feng used the system's inspection function on Laramoth, an acquaintance from the game, and obtained the following information:

Individual Information: Aranara—Laramoth

Level: 36 (Can wield Elemental Power and possesses strength beyond that of ordinary people)

Element: Dendro

Traits: Forest Spirit, Rangalari 3, Dream Weaving, Growth

Emotion: Happy

Favorability: 70 (Little Nara stopped the monster and protected Laramoth. He is a good Nara.)

Most of the information was not much different from what Lin Feng had expected. After all, Laramoth at this stage was not particularly powerful among his people, so it was only natural that his level was not high.

But when he saw the Favorability rating of 70, Lin Feng still could not quite hold it together. Although everything Laramoth said was true, Lin Feng felt a faint pang of guilt.

Using his thoughts, he opened the detailed descriptions of the traits.

Forest Spirit: A servant of the God of Wisdom, born from plants and trees. Can obtain information from nature's memories.

Rangalari 3: Magic used through memories. Its strength is related to the richness of those memories.

Dream Weaving: Can freely travel between specific dreams and reality.

Growth: As seeds, growing into Shalan Trees is the destiny of every Aranara.

Seeing this information, Lin Feng formed a rough guess about the numbers behind the traits.

They most likely represented the strength of the traits. The higher the number, the further the trait had been developed. Those without numbers were probably passive effects, or perhaps innate characteristics.

If he had inspected Laramoth after he inherited Rana's Memory and was about to become the Awakened King Tree, then Rangalari's suffix would likely have been 8, or even 9.

Lin Feng pondered as he walked, but without transportation, human travel speed was ultimately limited—especially in terrain as complicated as a rainforest.

He looked at the Treasure-Hunting Weasel sleeping soundly on his shoulder, compared their sizes, and decisively abandoned the idea of having it carry him.

The sky gradually darkened. There had been no signs of human activity along the way, and raindrops striking the leaves made a pattering sound.

Worried about catching a cold in the rain, Lin Feng could only stop traveling. Holding the Treasure-Hunting Weasel, he crawled into a gap beneath the roots of a massive tree, planning to continue tomorrow.

As he stroked the well-behaved Treasure-Hunting Weasel in his arms, Lin Feng thought of the little mongrel he had kept as a child. It had been about the same size. Unfortunately, after growing up, the only way he could see it again was by flipping through the old family photo albums.

Knowing full well that he could never go back, Lin Feng felt somewhat melancholy. He buried his face in the Treasure-Hunting Weasel's soft fur. The little creature, which had been restless the entire way, did not resist. It even took the initiative to rub its tiny head against Lin Feng.

Feeling the chill in the air and the only warmth in his arms, stroking the soft light-gray fur on the little creature's belly, Lin Feng suddenly thought of Paimon. Perhaps she was far more important to the Traveler than he had imagined in his previous life?

"From now on, I'll call you Xiao Bai. Though I think Paimon would suit you too, since you're both such big eaters."

Lin Feng looked at the Treasure-Hunting Weasel in his arms, smoothing its fur as he spoke half-jokingly.

"Chirp?"

The little creature narrowed its eyes in enjoyment and snuggled around in Lin Feng's arms, clearly having no objections.

Lin Feng had noticed this long ago. Although Xiao Bai possessed a whole series of absurdly powerful abilities, its intelligence was not particularly high. It was probably comparable to the smarter large dogs from his previous life. It could understand Lin Feng's commands, but lacked overly complex thinking abilities.

Although Lin Feng and Xiao Bai shared a certain degree of mutual understanding and could roughly grasp each other's intentions.

Lin Feng remained doubtful about whether it could actually use those boss skills it possessed.

After all, for a Treasure-Hunting Weasel to draw a blade from another dimension and unleash Mindless Severance was simply asking too much of it.

I'll try it when I get the chance, Lin Feng thought silently.

After all, even with only a level 999 base stat panel, it would be more than enough to protect himself in Teyvat.

The only problem was that his body was too fragile. Perhaps a single shockwave could kill him. In the end, it would be best to go to Liyue, buy a small courtyard, and hole up there.

Thinking about the future, Lin Feng became lost in thought.

"Ribbit."

A Jungle Tree Frog glided between two massive trees, nimbly drifting past Lin Feng.

His thoughts interrupted, Lin Feng suddenly remembered that he had not inspected his own data since arriving in this world. Curious, he stared at his palm and silently muttered, Inspect.

Detailed data appeared before Lin Feng:

Individual Information: @￥%&—Lin Feng

Level: 19 (Conditions not met) (An exceptionally strong ordinary person. Even among new Treasure Hoarders, you would be considered a capable fighter.)

Element: None

Traits: #%*&, Elemental Resistance 7 (Conditions not met), Elemental Affinity 6 (Conditions not met), Robust Physique 3 (Conditions not met), Agility 1 (Can be enhanced)

Emotion: Shocked

Favorability: --

!!!

Lin Feng truly was shocked.

Although he had always felt that his stamina was much better than in his previous life, he had at most assumed that people of Teyvat were naturally more physically gifted.

But after seeing this stat panel, which was far inferior to Xiao Bai's yet still eye-catching enough, Lin Feng finally gained a clear understanding of his own talent.

Still, that could only make Lin Feng happy. What truly shocked him was—

"???"

"I'm not considered human in Teyvat?!"

Looking at the string of garbled characters in the race section, Lin Feng felt speechless even amid his surprise.

Previously, Lin Feng had studied the so-called Primal Demon Cultivation System within him.

Just as its name implied, it could enhance creatures other than humans, including functions such as modifying levels, adding trait abilities, and strengthening trait levels.

However, using these functions consumed the energy stored in Lin Feng's own body. Excessive use could result in anything from plummeting body weight and becoming thin as a bolt of lightning, to dying on the spot and starting life over. Fortunately, if Lin Feng did not have enough energy, it would display that the conditions were not met and prevent enhancement.

As for how Lin Feng knew this—naturally, it was because he could not alter a single trait on Xiao Bai. The moment he had such a thought, waves of deadly danger would rise within him.

Before this, Lin Feng had always felt that this lousy system was utterly useless. After all, he already had Xiao Bai. No matter how much he modified other creatures, none of them could possibly surpass Xiao Bai, a bug-level creation—though its appetite was equally bug-level.

But if he himself counted as a Primal Demon, then there would be far more room for maneuver. Raise his level—strengthen his physique—increase his energy capacity—raise his level again.

For a moment, Lin Feng felt that being a Primal Demon was not so bad. If he did not have to be human, then so be it.

Looking at the only trait he could currently modify—Agility 1—Lin Feng's heart surged with excitement. After asking Xiao Bai to keep watch for the night, he decisively chose to enhance it.

—His vision went black.

One second ago, Lin Feng had still been excited. The next, he instantly experienced what it meant to sleep like a baby.