《Offworld》Making Friends 1
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After that day I become more alert about my surroundings and decided to start building some sort of fence around the house to prevent any intruder from coming in.
I didn't have any real experience in building a fence but what I was going to do was not that complicated. I was going to get some thick branches from the trees ,shape them into poles 2 meters tall with both ends pointed and position them 1 meter apart. Then I was going to get a type of vine that grew around some trees in the forest and transplant them to become part of my fence.
The vines were very strong and not damaged very easily but most important was that they had thorns as long as 5 cm deterring any would be intruders. The vines would grow to fill the gaps between each pole essentially a completely functional barbed wire fence.
Other than that, one day after taking a shit in the backyard I discovered that it was filled with hollow husks of dead insects, which looked like they had all been drained.
I was surprised because I haven’t really tried to absorb any type of insect in the backyard.I became perturbed at first but the answer was right in front of me.
The orange.
The orange had almost completely recovered its former lush, crown of leaves. I initially thought that the orange recovering so fast was because of the quality of the environment in this new world but that seemed to not to be the case.
The orange seemed to have inherited the same power as me to drain organic life of their nutrient to recover and enhance itself.
This was good because the orange did not only remove the pesky insects but when it was time and it bore fruit it would definitely be worth it. If the oranges abilities were as same as mine then when it couldn’t absorb any more energy it would definitely store it somewhere, and that somewhere was its fruits.
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Its fruits would become like the blood marble that I had found before, helping me greatly in improving my stats but also serve for healing my injuries when I needed.
The river was now my daily hunting place where I would go and hunt fish to absorb as much energy as possible from them.
Every day I would get better and better at hunting them that I had to move upstream because after repeated hunting in the same spot the population of fish had decreased greatly.
The place I was fishing now was deeper than the previous one at its deepest about 7 m.
Here the same tactic wouldn’t work caching the fish and that's why I changed my way of fishing.
I firstly took an ugly sweater that my grandma had knitted me for the holidays and unknotted it. I then cut the string of wool into three equal sized strings and twirled them together to make something similar to a rope. Then I with a lot of difficulty fashioned a hook from some of the scrap metals that had been unearthed by the crash of the blue sphere.
For bait I attached some of the insect husks to the hook.
Then for the final piece, a sturdy but flexible branch that wouldn’t easily break, and voila a fishing rod.
It may not look that much, but this bad boy definitely worked.
You may say that the wool was not that strong and also if the branch suddenly broke all my efforts would be in vain, but I hadn’t finished my explanation.
When I caught a fish with my improvised fishing rod I did not pull it all the way to the bank ,but when I felt that something had bit the hook I would dive straight into the river with my spear following the line to where the fish was.
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When I approached the fish then I would simply stab and kill it.
I was not as efficient as before but the quantity of fish I caught everyday was still around 15.
While the fishing was going okay I was still worried about the accident with the stolen javelin. I started to pay more close attention to the surroundings and after some days I discovered something was following me from afar.
It didn't seem to be hostile but only curious. It observed me every day from atop the trees without making any moves since that day when it stole my javelin.
This creature was definitely an intelligent one.
How intelligent it was I didn't really know but I really wanted to befriend it, so every day before I went back I left behind a fish and some fruit for it.
If I did so and gained its trust I would surely be able to gain some information I desperately needed
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