Chapter 195: Test*cular Exam

As they rode down the mountainside on Gutaxun’s back, Jimmy unpacked the meat he had wrapped in thin bits of leather, and started slicing it with a simple stone knife that he had taken from his mother.

The knife was as sharp as stone could be, it was a bit dirty too, but it was good enough to do the job. He sliced palm-sized pieces, and then ripped them apart with his hands, feeding Eni bite-sized chunks of meat one at a time.

Eni was happy. She loved well-cooked, tender meat for one thing, but she also loved when Jimmy put in the effort to treat her well. She loved the small deeds he did, with the pure motive of making her happy.

As a man who had already ’completed the mission’ with her a few days ago, she found it amazing that he was still putting in effort to treat her well. Other men weren’t as chivalrous, not to mention as sweet and soft. All they cared about was meat, the hunt, and occasionally, sex for the sake of reproduction.

It wasn’t that they were bad people, but they were simply cavemen. They spent most of their lives trying to keep their heads on their shoulders, so likewise, they hadn’t dedicated much time to caring what their women felt.

Much like the modern man back on Earth, the cavemen were sweet and sensual after they retired. At that point, kindness was a bliss, yes, but it was hardly going to give them any more babies, or make their women feel as happy, or as aroused as they could’ve felt if they were treated with the same sweetness when they were in their twenties.

In this case, however, Jimmy fed her to keep her occupied. He loved looking at the hearty smile that she had as he fed her, it absolutely melted his heart, but he also wanted to keep her occupied, so he could analyze what other things his body, or what ’his cannon’ was capable of without feeling the pressure of a woman who was waiting to take things to the next level.

Eni wanted more than sex today, she wanted to get pregnant. She had the wooden necklace around her neck to remind him, so he analyzed his body, and even went so far as to analyze his own nutsack, just to figure out why his ejaculations were so deadly, and if there was a switch he could press to put a pause to it.

This was no easy task. He was tapped into his own heartbeat, listened to what his own blood had to say, and tried to spend as little mana as possible, because he barely had any of it to spare.

’I shouldn’t have left home without mana,’ He thought, ’What if I hurt her? Accident or not, I’m the only one here who can heal people. I can’t heal shit if I don’t have mana.’

After a thorough analysis, Jimmy didn’t find anything special in his nutsack. This was no surprise, so he moved on to the next best thing.

As he kept feeding Eni, caressing her cheek every now and then to strike a blush across her little face, he started painting images in his head of the one organ that nearly no one here paid attention to. Be it elders, hunters, or even the most prodigious practitioners of magic in the tribe, no one paid attention to the one organ that gave them their magical abilities to begin with.

This organ didn’t have an official name, not one that he was aware of, at least, but he knew where to find it, and he knew what it did. In his case, it was an egg-sized organ stashed at the back of his ribcage that could easily be mistaken as a tumor. He had noticed it in his body a few times before, and he noticed that all his mana came from there, but today he wanted to have a better look.

He quickly figured out that this odd lump of an organ was far more complicated than he had initially anticipated. In one way, it behaved like a second heart, pouring out mana into the blood stream rather than oxygen. It was connected to the aorta, the body’s largest artery, and this was how it affected every move that was related to magic.

The inside of the organ had three chambers, and these chambers demanded blood to keep ’pumping’, in a sense, so he already knew that he couldn’t do anything to mess up that rhythm, or he could damage his magical abilities beyond repair. He dreaded the idea of damaging them, because he essentially had to kill himself afterwards, so he could get back to his last saved checkpoint from two days ago, which would only be confusing, as himself, or his clone, would be oblivious towards the two great events that conspired recently.

’Forgot to save my god damn progress,’ He thought, irritated, but managed to hide it rather well. ’I didn’t think I’d need to update my check-point today.’

Jimmy kept analyzing the organ, and got within its chambers. Each chamber was different inside, but essentially, each one consisted of a collection of these small balls, piled together in each chamber, and they were also of different colors in each chamber.

At first, he didn’t have the slightest clue of what these tiny balls were about, but then he figured out that he could influence them, or the intensity and purpose of each individual ball directly.

Jimmy affected the balls by tapping them with his invisible fingers. He directed the little mana he had towards it, and as he tapped along randomly, he eventually noticed that his sensitivity to sound, or more specifically, heartbeats of any living creature around him, increased by three times! He could hear everything, without even wasting too much mana to do so, and he found this fascinating, of course, but it wasn’t what he was after.

He thought, ’Come on… where can I fix my pecker?’

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