The fortuitous method that gave me the happiness to eat, turned out to be a bad method that only luck could give me a result.

  Because, for the next four days, I only could casually catch a fish in the morning of the fourth day.

  This capture made me realize, that I need to find another method.

  So, I thought of a solution, or better, I resumed an idea that I had forgotten while I practiced with the mana.

  And was made a mana net with which to catch the fishes, the detail was made it.

  Somehow I was good at it imitating my hands with my mana, but when I started to give another form, it was done to me much harder; So making a net was going to be so hardcore.

  But this fear was going to end today, because, for the good of my food, I will have to start to work.

  So, with this plan in my mind, I decided to reduce my fish time, to give priority to the practice.

  After two weeks I could make a net with nine threads, It had bit holes, But I believed that this was going to work, just needed to try it.

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  And for it, on the morning, during my fishing time, I threw my humble and almost transparent net into the water, but the result was that the armored fishes evaded it.

  "How to do"

  I said with worry, After the fifth try for later put myself to think a little and with it, it occurred to me a plan.

  With patience I made a net without materializing inside of the water, around one of those hateful fishes, Then, with all my anger, I materialized the net and immediately pulled it, pulling out of the water, To my surprise, that fish

  "I the best, the best, Yes!" I laughed

  I ended up laughing, after having four armored fish in my bucket after only six tries, This was the method, the solution that would disappear my hunger forever.

  But although I had solved a big problem, while I was igniting the fire in the chimney to cook, I took notice once again with worries, that the countless books from the studio that I used, together with the few woods to keep the fire, were started to become scarce.

  more specifically half was left, but at this rate, where I only ignited the fire to eat and sleep, in some months, I will face the terror of living with cold.

  And this is something, that I couldn't allow because I doubted so much, that my strange body could survive those cold nights, and I didn't want to think about the terror that I would face when the supposed dark winter came.

  But, although I doubt that my body probably didn't have sufficient cold resistance to survive without any fire, this body never stops surprising me, because, after three days since I learned how to fish, I woke up with a new, strange, and familiar sensation on my nails.