Kyle looked around the shore for a hint.
How was he supposed to swim through this fucking lake?!
Sure, one fish could only draw some blood, but 50 of them would make him bleed out!
After a bit of looking around, Kyle spotted something interesting.
A book.
There was a book lying near the shore.
He walked over and inspected it.
'Minor Frost?' he read in confusion.
He opened the book and started to read it.
'It's a fucking Spell Book, and Minor Frost is the name of the Spell!' Kyle thought as he became more anxious.
'Am I supposed to freeze the lake and walk across it?'
'I have no idea if I'm smart enough to cast Spells!'
Kyle attempted to read the book, but just the first three pages confused him.
'Moving Ether? Transforming Ether? How am I supposed to do that?!'
'I don't know how to transform my Ether!'
'And this fucking book just keeps saying that I should transform it without telling me how to do it!'
Kyle realized that the book was not for beginners.
Understanding this book required a basic understanding of Spell Casting.
He read further, and the following pages just became even more confusing.
He was assaulted with words he didn't know. freёwebnovel.com
Sure, he knew how to speak Sandspeak, but these were specific phrases referring to the process of Spell Casting.
He understood the words, but he didn't know what they meant.
He tried to understand the book for about an hour.
Then, for another hour.
And another one.
'Nope,' he thought, slamming the book shut. 'I don't even understand the first three pages.'
'This is not going to work.'
Helplessly, he looked at the lake.
'How am I supposed to cross this? There are no materials to make a raft, and there's also no ore around that I can use.'
'Maybe I should try fishing.'
Kyle carefully held his hammer in the water.
Some fish arrived and circled it.
BANG!
Kyle tried to hit one of the fish, but they quickly evaded.
When he held his hammer into the water again, they didn't approach.
He narrowed his eyes.
Then, he used the pick of his hammer to create a small wound in his finger.
Kyle let the blood drip into the water, and the fish immediately arrived.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Kyle managed to squash three of them, but the others immediately retreated when they noticed the danger.
The three corpses of the fish floated near the shore.
None of the other fish dared to eat them.
Kyle grabbed the three corpses and ate one of them.
'Tastes pretty good,' he thought, swallowing the fish. 'I get why they eat each other.'
With just one fish, Kyle's hunger was satiated.
'They have quite a lot of Ether.'
For a while, Kyle just looked at the lake with annoyance.
'I've lived in California all my life. I'm not good at fishing. What would my redneck brothers do?'
Then, Kyle blinked a couple of times as an idea came to him.
He ran into the tunnel he had just come from.
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