"Judging from their body size, I don't think I have much time until I'm kicked out as well. To survive in the woods, I have to prepare myself better," Blanco thought, his gaze becoming determined.

Grrruk! (stomach rumbling sound)

"But that comes after taking my dinner," he said, running towards the food his father had brought for them.

- - - -

In a dark space where the unbloomed flower bud and fierce sharp-toothed skull floated, Blanco opened his eyes.

"I'm here again. Now that I think about it, I don't think this is a dream at all. How could I act and think like this if this were just a dream?" Blanco thought as he slowly moved closer to the fiery skull.

"If my guess is right, this place should be my sea of consciousness, and this thing should represent my poison power. Look how fierce it is, and its teeth look the same as the marks on my fur," he muttered, feeling the core's intense energy emanating from the skull.

"And this thing..." Blanco turned towards the unbloomed flowerbud.

"I don't have any idea what this thing is, but I hope it's something helpful to me," he muttered, observing the bud.

"So, one is a poison ability of mine, and one is something unknown, and I've already seen them before, unlike this thing," saying he turned back to where a radiant white door had appeared and floating in space behind him.

"A very suspicious door, huh? But it has the color of white. White means purity, so I guess opening this thing wouldn't be harmful,"

With a dull and meaningless excuse He grabbed the door handle and opened it. As soon as he did, a radiant light cast onto his face.

"Urgh," he grunted, shielding his eyes from the brightness.

In his sleep, Blanco's expression changed as he struggled, but after a few minutes, it subsided.

- - - -

As the morning sun rays fell on Blanco's face, he woke up from his slumber, feeling the familiar weight pressing upon his body.

"I think I have to do something about this," Blanco muttered, pushing the fat creature off his body and looking at him.

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"Look how fat he is. If he continues to get fatter, he's going to end up being a feeder."

"....."

"Huh, a feeder? How did I know something like that?" At that moment, Blanco realized there was a new kind of memory in his mind.

"These are... Whoa, I think these are my inheritance memories about this creature."

"And according to them, I was born into a frost marks race, a small omnivourus species... Nice, this knowledge comes at the right timing."

After sifting through his memories, Blanco once again looked at the fat creature in front of him.

"After birth frost marks race undergoes a major evolutionary phase, which depends on their whole personality and the things they do, judging from his abnormal stomach and greedy hunger, he would definitely end up as a feeder, a species that can store energy from the things they eat inside their bodies and use it later."

"And about this one: 'Balnco looks at the little newborn creatures that he watched hatch, sleeping closer to him.'"

There were no noticeable changes in it's appearance compared to when Blanco saw it at hatching.

"Hmm, wait a minute, this is a girl," Blanco exclaimed, observing her more closely.

"Maybe because she hasn't grown much yet, she hasn't shown any evolutionary traits in her appearance. Even her skin is still empty white."

"As per my memory, as someone gets closer to evolution, they will change their skin color according to that path. At that point, he should be brown," thought Blanco, looking at the fat creature.

"Than, what about me?" he wondered. Walking away, Blanco moved toward the opening of the nest and looked outside.

"My fur color is the same, which means I'm nowhere near an evolution," he muttered, looking at his white fur.

"But on the other hand, I have two marks on my body: one for my poison ability and the other that I have no idea about.another thing I'm curious about is these gills of mine. There is some information in the inheritance knowledge about those born with extra molecular structures, but those cases are extremely rare. They typically possess a unique ability granted by those extra parts of their bodies. Seeing that I'm the only one with these gills here, I think I'm also one of those extremely rare cases, which is a good thing for me. But the downside is I have no knowledge about what kind of ability I possess from this."

"If I have to guess, because they are gills, it's probably something like breathing underwater, which isn't a bad thing but...

Whatever it is, I have to figure it out before the father brings us out to hunt.

According to my memory, right after a week from their birth, frost makers bring their newborn children out from the nest for the first time to train them for life in the forest. This training lasts for a full month.

After a month of training, whether the newborns are ready or not, they have to leave their parents' nest to live on their own.

So, I've got a day or two before the father creature brings us out to hunt.

Thump! Thump!

From behind him in the nest, Blanco heard a sound. Looking back, he saw the mother creature dragging a tiny dead creature in front of the sleeping newborns. The newborns woke up from their sleep as they smelled the dead creature.

"Thanks to the new knowledge I got, I already know what to do in my free time," Blanco muttered as he walked toward the dead creature and began to eat.

It was a dead bird-like creature with a long tail.

Chizz!

The parts where Blanco ate began to emit a sizzling sound as a dark purple poison spread through the meat. The others backed away, terrified by the poison, but closing his eyes, Blanco enjoyed his food calmly.