"Deep Web Spider Queen..."
Sitting by the desk, Dorothy fell into thought looking at the term in the secret transmission. Clearly, this name reminded her of the spider-headed stone statue created by the Eight Point Nest. When they held their blasphemous ritual, they seemed to have also called out the name Spider Queen.
'It seems that this Deep Web Spider Queen might be the deity worshipped by the Eight Point Nest, symbolized by a spider, a deity of the'Shadow' domain, and perhaps even involving parts of the 'Cup' to some extent.'
Realizing that this Spider Queen might be the deity worshipped by the Eight Point Nest, Dorothy immediately became more interested. She carefully read the poems describing the Spider Queen in the secret transmission, deepening her understanding further.
'This Deep Web Spider Queen is also known as the Punisher, the Schemer, the Queen of Pain... In the poetic descriptions related to her, sadism, fear, and torment are always present. Just as the poems of the Gluttonous Wolf are inseparable from hunting and gluttony, the Wolf Blood Society of the Fetal Garment Cult practices blood-eating methods, and the Eight Point Nest practices torture and punishment methods. Could these all be related to the deities they worship?
'Also, the people of the Eight Point Nest are searching everywhere for mirror moon statues and desecrating that unknown goddess with spider heads. Could these actions be the will of the Spider Queen?'
Sitting by the desk, Dorothy thought this way, but due to the lack of information, she did not delve deeper. Instead, she closed the *Poems of Pain* in her hand, picked up the second secret transmission, and began to read it.
This was a "Silence"-themed secret transmission titled *Eternal Life of the Dead*. Since Dorothy had too little "Silence" stored, she asked Beverly to get a "Silence"-themed one when choosing secret transmissions.
*Eternal Life of the Dead* is a research-oriented secret transmission. The author of the secret transmission believes that the existence of the undead is superior to that of the living. He envies the undead's state of "eternal life" which is not limited by lifespan. He believes that death is a form of evolution, and the undead are the culmination of life, the ultimate form that everyone should reach. Life is born to prepare for death, and everyone should make preparations during their lifetime to successfully become an undead after death.
'Believing that the undead are the ultimate form of humanity? It feels like the guys who wrote these secret transmissions have some issues with their brains, more or less. I wonder who the author of this book is? Did he get his wish and become an undead now?'
After finishing reading the secret transmission in her hand, Dorothy thought to herself. Then she closed the secret transmission and closed her eyes to extract Spirituality.
In the end, Dorothy extracted 3 points of "Shadow", 1 point of "Cup", and 1 point of "enlightenment" from *Poems of Pain*. From *Eternal Life of the Dead*, she extracted 3 points of "Silence" and 1 point of "enlightenment". Adding Dorothy's original Spirituality, her current Spirituality status is:
6 cups, 7 Stone, 6 Shadow, 1 Light, 4 Silence, 7 enlightenment.
'Phew... only 7 points of enlightenment? It's still a bit far from accumulating 30 points. The enlightenment obtained from secret transmissions not themed around 'enlightenment' is quite limited. Next time, I'll go see if there are any secret transmissions themed around 'enlightenment'.'
Thinking this way, Dorothy put away all the secret transmissions on the desk. Then, instead of resting, she took out a pile of new books from the magic box.
Upon closer inspection, these books were not secret transmissions. Instead, they were mundane medical books such as *First Aid Treatment*, *Common Diseases in the New World*, *Anatomy*, *Human Bones*, etc. These were all borrowed by Dorothy from the school library in the morning.
The reason she brought these books back was mainly because Dorothy had previously promised Kapak, in her capacity as a Scholar, to give him some medical knowledge used by the colonists. Now, Dorothy needed to first master this knowledge herself before transmitting it.
'Phew... although these books seem like a lot, with the enhancement of the Erudite ability, it shouldn't take long to finish reading them. So, let's hurry. Hopefully, Kapak still has enough Soul Books on his side.'
Thinking this way, Dorothy then began to seriously flip through the medical books in her hand.
As she read... a different thought began to form in Dorothy's mind.
...
Several days later, New World, Tupa Tribe camp.
In the morning, within the Tupa Tribe camp with its rows of tents, a considerable crowd was gathered in front of a very ordinary tent.
Tribe members in various clothing were gathered around. In their midst was a man with a pained expression. Sitting on the ground, he was extending one arm, and there was an unnatural, deformed twist in the forearm.
Next to the man, Kapak was also sitting on the ground. He was receiving the twisted forearm handed to him by the man, touching it with his hand and observing it with his eyes. Around them, a circle of people was curiously watching everything happening before them, observing and quietly discussing something.
"Hiss... It hurts, it hurts... Kapak... can my arm still be saved?" With a pained expression, the man said to Kapak before him, and the other party immediately replied.
"Don't worry, Mr. Qiqiru, you've just fractured your bone. It can definitely be healed. You just need to endure a little bit next."
After examining the man's condition, Kapak said frankly. Then, after holding the twisted forearm for a moment longer, he grasped a certain area with both hands together and pressed down firmly.
Under the combined force of Kapak's hands, the man named Qiqiru cried out in pain. And amidst this painful cry, a "crack" sound came from Qiqiru's slightly twisted forearm. As the broken and dislocated bone was corrected, the previously twisted forearm returned to its normal appearance.
"Alright, Mr. Qiqiru, your bone is now straight. Now you just need to put on a splint and rest for a while. Please don't use the injured arm while resting, just recuperate quietly."
Looking at the forearm in his hand that had returned to its original appearance, Kapak said with a smile, giving instructions. Listening to Kapak's words, Qiqiru, who had just recovered from the intense pain, looked at his forearm. Feeling the rapidly dissipating pain, he slowly spoke.
"Ah... ha... ha... Hey, it seems, it seems it's not bent anymore, and it's getting less and less painful. It's truly amazing, Kapak... you really have a knack for this. When did you learn this?"
With an expression of surprise and unexpectedness, Qiqiru looked at Kapak and spoke, while Kapak replied with a smile.
"I've said before, this was taught to me by an Old Shaman I met accidentally in the in this context, the term refers to something related to wild/untamed spirits/powers.. Their tribe is said to be very skilled at healing. Alright... now don't move yet, let me help you put on a splint to fix it. You still can't use this arm for the next few days."
Saying this, Kapak began to make a splint for Qiqiru using materials found nearby. After helping the other party put on the splint, Qiqiru immediately thanked him and left. Meanwhile, the eyes of the onlookers who were watching became extremely eager as they looked at Kapak.