He would not be able to hunt or walk for a while. He didn't really understand how he was healing so quickly, maybe it had to do with mana or something because he was regenerating insanely fast. Heck even his giant wound was closing up! His legs were also slowly regaining its function.
He seemed to have some sort of weak regeneration, but he couldn't confirm it, nor could he find out if it was a rare ability. While that would have to wait, he was still grateful that he could start training again quicker this way.
He decided to spend his time just slowly walking and swinging his various weapons so that he could get a feel for them. He tried different stances and swings, but he could only do them really slowly. His real training with a lot of blood sweat and tears would start when he was healed.
He did not dare to fight farm animals and also practiced climbing trees even with his damaged body so that he could escape their detection if they came to close to him. It turned out to be a very useful ability, and he used it several times to escape the creatures of the forest.
He relied on the water from the stream and grass to satisfy his hunger and thirst. If cows could eat it, he could too! Even though they gave him severe indigestion, he did not have a choice.
Did he think about cows when he convinced himself to eat grass? Yes, yes he did. Would he try to get himself a cow to eat? Hell no! God knows what kind of kung - fu shit the cow might spring on him.
It might know magic, or it might be able to grow wings and shoot lasers out of its eyes. You never know, it could be a hydra that decided that it wanted to spend the rest of its life as a cow! Ever since the shotgun pig, he had decided that he would never, ever, ever underestimate the stupidly dangerous animals in this forest.
One day as he was peacefully resting, he heard what sounded like human voices approaching him. He did not want to talk to humans right now. As terrifying as the farm animals were, they were obstacles he had to overcome. Humans and their drama were not one of the things he wanted to deal with during his training retreat.He did mention it previously, didn't he?
He quickly climbed on top of a tree. Three men emerged from the thicket on the left side of the tree. They seemed young. They all did look like handsome young masters, with their fancy robes and cool weapons.
He was so freaking jealous. When would he be able to get his hands on swords like that! They were looking around, seemingly searching for something.
Whatever they were searching for, he didn't have it. He was sure of it. He just had some bones from the damned pig and his very average wooden weapons. So he wanted the people to shove off and let him rest in peace.
The men did not get his mental message (Duh!) and continued to look around. He sighed and lay down on the branch while making sure that he was not making any noise. Just then he heard a growl. He turned to look down and he saw the men take out their weapons, which looked stunning by the way, and turn towards the source of the noise.
It was a frog. A tiny frog. The three men lowered their weapons and looked at each other. Then started busting their asses laughing. They must have thought the frog was pathetically weak. He could have warned them, he really could have, but he realised that he did not give a shit and let them learn the lesson themselves.
The frog suddenly opened its mouth and sucked a big breath all the while expanding till it was no longer tiny. It was now the same size as the humans that were mocking it. That shut em up, but it was too late to start acting serious as the frog opened its mouth and sucked one of em in like a black hole.
The two men looked at the frog in horror. 'Yes, a frog eating a friend will do that to person. Don't worry, I have experienced this as well, the shock will die down eventually.' Unhelpful as he was, he continued forming his opinions on the fight.
The remaining men started running towards the frog with their swords raised. They were ready to fight, finally getting serious. He looked on, curious about the type of combat done in this world and how amazing the swordplay was here when compared to the videos on earth.
One of the man's sword turned golden and he rushed back. He was confused, 'I like the fancy light show but with a sword you got to get closer to the enemy, it's called a melee weapon for a reason.'
He shut his mouth a second later as the man released a golden blade of light with a swing of his sword that rushed on its own towards the frog. This was new, very new. He had never seen this happen in the videos on earth.
The frog took this attack in stride, and by that I mean that it gobbled up the attack like it was lunch. Now his envy shifted towards the frog. He wanted the ability to gobble up attacks to satisfy his hunger! Then he wouldn't have to eat grass. Also, it was a good ability, he almost forgot about that benefit.
'Very interesting....' He continued to spectate the match, this time focusing on the other man. The other man suddenly began glowing red, completely, not just the sword. Then he grew 3 feet larger and charged at the frog. The frog had just digested the golden sword so it could not protect itself from the attack.
The man grinned and swung his frog at the sword.....no wait sorry, blame his indigestion and hunger for the mix up.
He swung his sword at the frog.