After the two successful manipulation of elements he decided to practice manipulating them, just like how when you first start cultivating the control of your energy is no better than a infants first time attempting to write he believes if he practices he will get better at it. So for the following week he spends one full energy vein amount of energy manipulating water, it is the first one he tried and is the one he most needs in his current situation.

Although hard to tell he is spending a little less energy each time, although it is only coating his hands he has the right amount of energy required to just lightly coat his hands while still being completely covered. The amount of energy has gone from needing nearly half of his energy to only a tenth.

While not usable yet in a fight do to only lasting a minute at full capacity, once his energy increases he will be able to throw water allowing him to regulate the amount of water he uses for each slime.

Fully healed and ready to attempt another fight, he grabs his five water containers and tarp with water in it and heads out. Approaching a sound only 5 minutes away he peers around the rock wall to see how many they're, seeing a group of 25 slimes he knows it is to many and begins to retreat. Heading in the other direction he once more searches for a smaller group, about 7 minutes from the cave he comes across another group but their are only 5 in this group.

Killing them using energy quickly he has 9 minutes worth of energy left to fight with, continuing my journey about 12 minutes from my cave I come across another group of slimes. But like the first group their are to many to handle with it being 30 strong.

Sighing at my lack of luck I head back to my cave however half way there the group of twenty-five stands there. Stopping for a second I know I have to deal with them now or I may be surrounded by both groups and there is no way he can deal with 50 slimes. Even if he lured them back to the stream it would be hard to deal with that many all together.

Not waiting any longer I get out the tarp and rush forward, due to the tight caverns they are bunched tighter together allowing me to get 7 of them with the water in the tarp. Returning the tarp to my space I lace my dagger with energy and attack, I get through 4 of them before the familiar pain of a slime attack appears. Killing the one on my leg I continue attack them, ragged and injured he drops their numbers from the original 25 down to just five.

With only a quarter of my energy used due to using only my dagger I have enough energy to easily finish them off and get back when a plop sound rings out behind me, knowing I no longer have time left I coat my body in energy and run as fast as possible to home.

Turning a 6 minute walk into a two minute sprint took up half of my remaining energy, however I had to prepare as the slimes will see an injured scared prey and will follow me. With them being 35 strong and me low on energy he knew even with the high ground it would be a struggle to kill all of them, defend his home was easy as long as he killed most of them but he needed to kill all or they would return to the main swarm and tell them of the injured and viable food.

He will go from facing 35 to easily 100 as the main swarm will gather and come.

His stream will be easily overcome and with little energy he would be consumed, he could go to the water cave but the crops he grew along with all his stuff would be consumed by the slimes and it would be a slow crawl to starvation if that happened.

He would have to risk himself early on to kill as many as possible as fast as possible so as lower the amount of slimes and then use the bowls, pots, and tarp to kill off the remaining ones. Before the swarm was to small so the slimes wouldn't have returned to protect majority but with him being an injured fleeing prey, he would go from potentially harmful to the swarm to struggling food.

Getting everything ready in front of his cave he waits another two minutes for the slimes to come seeing them approach the nervousness and anxiety from the situation truly sets in, circulating his energy he rushes the first slimes with his legs already injured with second degree burns from his fight earlier he knows to maximize energy he can't protect them so instead of limited movements like before he begins jumping while running. It made him slower and less accurate with the knife but none of the slimes could latch on and with them bundled together in the cavern he can go from one to the next. Big targets don't require high accuracy just some.

As three minutes pass he is able to minimize his leg injuries going from barely second degree burns to mid third degree, painful and each move is excruciating he know he is only a second or two from running out of energy but he has dealt with all but 10 of the slimes. Staggering he grabs the tarp and sprays as many of the remaining slimes as possible with them bunched due to having him as a target he is able to get all but one with the water in the tarp, rushing the remaining one I dump one of the bowls on it.

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Shakely he makes his way home not even bothering to gather the core that had dropped from one of the slimes he sits down gasping and with pain in his legs only worsening due to the lack of energy he fade into deep sleep.

The first second of waking was peaceful and painless but all good things can't last as in the next second the pain hits him like a tram. Gasping in pain he looks at his comm device to see how long he had been out, 6 hours of blissful painless sleep before he is forced to return and deal with the consequences of his overconfidence.

He shouldn't have gone out that far but he did alerting a large slime group of his presence, if he stayed in the ten minute area he would have been able to first lure the 25 group to the stream and dealt with them.

It will take a month to fully recover from this injury the only upside is the lack of nerve damage, as it would go from taking only a month to a year to heal and that is only enough to deal with a small number of slimes.

Of course that would be with optimal conditions and medical aid with the injury being as bad as it is the chance for infection is high, along with skin not being able to grow back due to burns destroying the top layers of his skin.

Essentially he was in a position were the wound wouldn't properly recover and nothing he could do would change that, although he can use his energy to speed up process without a healer that can regrow lost parts or a proper medical treatment at a hospital the outcome would leave weak and easy to damage scar tissue on both legs.

Closing his eyes he contemplates what he can do, a healer can deal with this injury with minimum scarring and regrow skin layers.

He has already proven he can manipulate different elements but manipulating an already existing thing and making something from scratch is different. If it was a big cut he could just use his energy to speed up the healing process, but this is regrowing a completely damaged part with no aid from his body.

Sighing he begins to think of the survival classes given by the school that talked about fetal development as a part of a way to prevent kids from imitating what they see their parents at home do. They said the body after birth still retains stem cells that have the genetic make up of all of your body and can become any other cell in the body, if he can manipulate these cells to his legs and influence them to multiply and change he can heal his legs.

But the catch was he had to find and identify these cells and if he gets the wrong cell he will have potentially a much more horrific case of the wrong thing growing on his legs.

Entering his mental sphere he reaches out to the plant he has connected with, it was able to purify his body before it may be able to help him now. Sensing the plant he had connected with he got up and staggered to the growing bed slowly looking for it however no matter how he searched he couldn't sense any of the plants here of being the one he was connected to.

After slowly looking through each plant he contemplated and began following the connection to the farthest he can, sensing none of the current plants as it, he guesses that maybe it is still a seed. Digging in the area while trying not to disturb the plants he finally found a small barely sprouted seed that he could sense a connection to. Lifting it up he contemplates what plant it is as it is not a vegetable or it would either be dead due to being not buried enough or a bean plant as it would have already fully grown. He had put the plants at the most common depth based off what I thought it was, beans at 1 inch depth, and any he assumed to be vegetables at 10 inches in depth as that was the central number of different growing depths he knew.

Seeing the way it looks he probably assumed it a bean when he buried it and that's why it was only an inch in the ground, but he had no way of knowing exactly what it was. Moving it to a freshly pulled area with nothing else he put it down and put a thin layer of dirt on it, most likely it connected with him due to surviving off his energy.

Meaning where and how it was buried was unconducive to it's growth, if its not a vegetable and it is inconducive to being buried with even a inch deep it is most likely one of the medicinal herbs or flowers grown by the base.

With no experience growing these types of things and no idea what it could be he can only be extremely careful with it.

He owes it his life and now needed it more then ever, laying down on the soil beside it I enter the mental sphere to connect at a deeper level. Feeling more vitality and strength in it from change in soil depth he knew he had done right, slowly he reaches out mental energy to wrap around the plant. But to his surprise he feels it also reach out it's mental energy and do the same to him, after a second a strange feeling emerged in his mind. It was a feeling similar to happiness, but it wasn't his emotion but rather the plants.

Slowly he began to push his feeling of distress and pain across the bond, following it a rapid flow of airy and soft energy entered. He felt the pain in his legs lessen and the skin on his legs begin to slowly converge over the wounds, after what felt like seconds but he was sure had to be much longer the energy subsided.

Waking he looked at his legs, what was once a wound the size of a plate hadn't decreased in size but rather he could see what was once an area devoid of all skin now looked like an area were only a first degree burn had taken place.