American: Native Empire - Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Cheat Key From Modern Times (2)

‘It’s because the chicks will be raised well.’

He put five inseminated eggs into his bag. Moreover, because the five eggs possessed a massive volume lacking in space, he found it a waste of space, but looking back at it, he’d made an excellent choice. 

Livestock in North America lacked to the point of nonexistence. 

Moreover, because five eggs possessed a massive volume in a lacking space, it was quite a waste of space, but thinking about it again was an excellent choice. He would be able to raise more chickens in the New World. 

Once the chickens blossom into a full adult and bear children, the cycle would repeat, multiplying in numbers. And now, after some time, he was now able to eat cooked chicken meat.

‘Chickens will become an important farm livestock similar to modern days.’

When it came time to eat the cooked meat, the people of the tribe were forced to suppress their dissatisfaction. Their point of view would change as the food had been prepared for them by the Chief Spirit.

Still, they weren’t well accustomed to the livestock system. They thought it inefficient when they could just hunt.

Still, to have created an animal they had never seen before… the Chief Spirit can truly work wonders. Wouldn’t they need to increase the food supply as well?

Kiwoo finished eating and slung his bag over his shoulder. As scheduled, the tribal men walked to a shoddy agricultural land. 

Upright Tree followed Kiwoo wherever he went. It was the same today. Ten other tribal men followed him as well. Women usually worked on the farm but Kiwoo needed men to labor on the farm as he intended. To save the world, the current society will need to transition into an agricultural society.

“Do you happen to know why we’re here?”

“Didn’t we come here to farm?” Upright Tree responded as if it was the simplest question asked of him.

Kiwoo smiled he stared at the wide-open plains with his back facing the Chattahoochee River. “Farming is farming, but it is what we do from now on that will change the fate of the universe and our lives.”

“Lives?” Upright Tree’s eyes sparkled. 

Kiwoo appreciated Upright Tree’s curiosity. For a man who lived in the neolithic civilization, he had quite a curious mind—a sort of mind that would take him places. The other tribal men weren’t too happy with the introduction of livestock, but Upright Tree, he saw the potential chickens would bring to his society.

“It is because of this hoe?” Upright Tree asked.

“That’s one of them, but that’s not what it is right now. 

Dozens of hoes had been carefully crafted the last winter season. Though there were no cows or horses to make plowing easier, the hoe alone will simplify the process. But the creation was still in its early infancy. It had been made using wood. Kiwoo thought about making a hoe out of iron, but due to a lack of resources, he settled with wood instead. 

“So, then what is it?”

“It is this,” Kiwoo said, pulling a container out of the bag.

“What is it…?”

“It’s a crop breeding seed.”

A massive sense of accomplishment arose in Kiwoo. 

“Heh.” A wicked laugh escaped from his lips. “This will change the world.”

It was a small murmur that faded into nothingness within a short time, but the words spoken carried a lingering aftertaste.

The world will change and the natives will reign supreme in this new world.

***

Before recklessly jumping in time from the modern world and into the past, ten subjects, Kiwoo included, were each given a bag. Each bag weighed differently, however. The subjects had different items given to them because as the weight increased, the probability of traveling to the past would only decrease. The thing each subject had in common was that electronic devices were removed. They weren’t sure if it would interfere with time travel. They didn’t want to take the risk.

Fortunately, Kiwoo weighed only 62 kg., and so he was able to fill the bags quite comfortably. Among the five subjects, they carried dozens of rounds of small bullets and handguns. Kiwoo and the rest had no modern weapons. Instead, they took with them innovative items that would help progress civilization.

For example, eggs, seeds of modern crops, modern maps, and blueprints of inventions that would help him in his mission. He couldn’t bring everything with him, and pistols and bullets wouldn’t help him either.

Kiwoo was convinced that he made a sound decision.

“Hahahahah!” An evil laugh echoed in the air. 

If the tribesmen saw him now, they’d think their Chief Spirit had gone mad laughing insidiously so he tried suppressing it. But it was futile. He continued laughing like a madman.

“A-are we finally going to harvest today?” Upright Tree asked with a trembling voice, breaking Kiwoo out of his thoughts. 

“Yes. Today we harvest wheat,” Kiwoo smiled, smacking the air.

Wheat! The Europeans hadn’t settled in the New World nor cultivated crops as of current, yet they could! 

This was just the beginning. Soon they would be able to cultivate crops such as corn, cotton, rice, potatoes, barley, and so forth. In the future, a variety of modern crops will spread throughout the New World within Kiwoo’s farmland.

“But don’t expect too much just yet.”

“Yes?”

“I understand that you want to have a taste of them, but aside from them being used as chicken feed, the rest has to be stored as much as possible. Even the seeds. Do you understand what I mean?”

“I will speak of this matter at the meeting…”

“As expected, Upright Tree knows my heart best.”

“Hehe! Thank you.”

Food is scarce and most of the tribesmen would want to eat what is readily available to them. But this can’t work. 

Upright Tree scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. Dandruff fell to the ground. Kiwoo looked at the scene briefly and thought,  ‘I need to make soap soon.’

This was going to be a long journey.

***

As expected. As soon as wheat grew, the tribesmen who had been hunting protested because they couldn’t eat it. Upright Tree and the rising numbers of supporters who followed the Chief Spirit were able to protect his decision.

They were comforted by the thought that they would soon be able to achieve self-sufficient food just by farming within a couple of years. Cultivated crops such as potatoes would play a significant role here, too. And at around that time, the population of chickens would explode. 

All they needed to do was wait. Patience is virtue. 

Due to the lack of seed Kiwoo had, the number of crops harvested in the first year wasn’t much, but even so, just looking at the efforts of their hard work, the tribesmen felt full watching the fruits of their labor.

But what Kiwoo was thinking about right now wasn’t food. He was currently commanding the guy who labored the most.