Others transmigrate with divine gear, a shop, and a portable dimension from the start. When he opened his eyes, he had become an ancient ape from 3.2 million years ago. His brain was only a third the size of a modern human's, a terror cat crouched in the tree above him, hyenas circled beneath, and he couldn't even speak a word.
He did have a golden finger: stay conscious in the same body for thirty days straight, and earn a little evolution value. It could only be exchanged for knowledge, not objects. Want fire? First gather everything needed to make it yourself. Exchange too much at once, and his brain would crash, killing him on the spot.
With no other choice, he led a band of hairy apes and started from scratch: hunting with two vines, fending off enemies with a row of stones, digging up tubers to store for food, assigning tasks, migrating, building stone enclosures, teaching them their first word, and risking everything to protect their first flame.
He died eleven times and was reborn eleven times. Starting from a tree in the East African Rift Valley, he guided humanity all the way to cities and writing. Seven million years later, the child gazing at the fossil of Lucy in a museum will never know that humanity's first flame was saved by a band of ancient apes who risked their lives to protect it.
I am super powerful, Your protagonist is really too restrictive. Readers really don't have any objections if you lift it up. Also, your chapter names are concise and clear at best, but boring at worst. You can use language arts to process the chapter names. Finally, you finally learned how to branch more branches. There's a lot of text, and it's really tiring for people to read it.