All the time Alec had to spare was either pulling weights or improving his knowledge of the Zulu language. In a month, he had fished one-hundred and twenty fishes, thanks to his extreme dedication. On average, he fished more than fifteen hours in a day with his wooden fishing net.
One day, while he was about to fish the next morning, he received a notification from the game.
"Skill Gained: Zulu Language Proficiency (Level 0)".
Alec knew that this would come sooner, so he wasn't surprised. He has been learning the language for more than a month and a week, and he could speak it fluently, at least.
As usual, he went to the river to go fish, and at the end of the day, he had eight fish. This was the most he got in a day, he thought. He packed up, preparing to leave.
As he was about to leave, he noticed that someone was blocking his way. Since it was already dark, Alec couldn't decipher the face. With a strained expression, he tried to get the figure of the person.
