Chapter 25
[A/N: Next chapter will probably be a POV of Coulson playing Need For Speed before we switch back to the MC]
[NetRedBane's POV]
As we traveled along the beach towards the Red Metalic Object we ran into several more people who we befriended in the Sanctuary and invited them into the tribe.
After getting them situated they decided to join us in our journey towards the tower.
Soon enough however we made it far enough along the beach to see the tower clearly.
And it was...floating in the air over some kind of crater in a hill...
"Should we head over to it?" Jax, another one of our friends asked.
"No, let's prepare ourselves before heading over to that...tower," I replied.
We then decided to settle nearby the floating object and settled across the river from it on a small piece of land separated from the island by a small stream.
From there we spent hours hunting, foraging, and building an actual village by the floating tower.
Quickly our tribe grew to 6 Members who all built themselves their own individual Thatch Houses.
The highest leveled one among us was Ian at level 8 and our main hunter.
Something we all noticed was that our hunger and thirst have risen greatly when compared to the real world.
We have had to eat quite a bit of food every couple of hours and we quickly got thirsty.
Luckily we had quite a bit of dinosaurs. around us, yes, dinosaurs, to hunt for food or hide and had plenty of freshwater to drink whenever we needed it.
Ian even managed to learn a simple bed and cooking pot using his engram points and crafted everyone a bed and a cooking pot we use to boil our water.
Other than that, I was the second-highest leveled person here only being one level below Ian making me level 7.
Other than that, we have also equipped ourselves with Slingshots making it...not that much easier to hunt.
To be honest the slingshot is pretty much useless to our hunters...
...
Two hours passed before one of our hunters returned to the village with a surprise, somehow he managed to tame one of the smaller and less threatening predators on the island.
A Dilophosaurus or what we prefer to call it, a Dilo.
We found that a dilo can spit out some kind of toxin towards our eyes that blinds and poisons us and while we are occupied with the mucus over our eyes the dilo would charge and take us out.
Luckily, we quickly found out how to avoid getting hit by their spit and after that, they became pretty harmless as long as we kept our distance.
Only a few of us have died so far and from them, we have learned that after we die, we simply respawned in our beds naked and with none of the items we had previously besides the Implant that remained stuck in our arms.
Now then, back to the tamed Dilo.
"How'd you tame it?" I asked Carl who tamed the Dilo.
"I knocked it out with my fists and fed it some food, it did almost wake up so I fed some of the black narco berries to it and it went back under, it was quite simple really," Carl explained.
With this newfound knowledge, we kind of went on a...taming spree and tamed over a dozen Dodos' and Dilos'.
We used the Dilos to hunt and simply kept the Dodos as pets.
To be honest, the Dodo's were really not all that useful besides being used as Meat shields.
...
A few more hours passed and before any of us realized it, night came upon us and what came along with it was bitter cold that even our Cloth clothing could not protect us from.
We were forced to huddle around a campfire all night and even then one of us still actually froze to death.
Once the sun rose, I told everyone that I would be logging out.
So after I retreated to my home and lay down on my bed, I logged out from the game.
Soon enough I opened my eyes and found myself sitting in my chair in my room.
Looking outside I was surprised to see that not much time seemed to pass and upon looking at the clock I couldn't help but shout, "Only an hour passed?!"
I did the math and found that it appeared that only an hour passed after playing a full day of Ark Survival Evolved!
What sort of black magic is this?!