He breathed in and out with his mouth for at least 5 times and after the 5th time he held his breath inside his mouth and dived downwards.

He closed his eyes and stopped his breathing.

*10…*

*25…*

*40…*

*75…*

*115….!*

He then could no longer hold his breath down as he started exhaling the breath that he held in his mouth as he stood up.

He breathed in and out but with rhythm of 8 seconds in and 8 seconds out.

*115 seconds huh, well that’s 1st* He said in his mind

After about 1 minute of recovering his breath, he breathed in and out with his mouth for 5 times again and held it one more time as he dived down one more time.

*15…*

*40…*

*60…*

*100…*

Soon reaching 115 again, *115…* but he did not stop *125….!* as he thought of 125,  He could no longer hold his breath down as he exhaled the breath that he held in.

He breathed in and out for about 1 minute again this time holding the rhythm on 9 seconds in and 9 seconds out.

After that he repeated the same method for 3 more times getting 117, 131 and 121.

*Well at least I’m done with that breathing thing we can at least relax in this pond now* he said in his mind as he started smiling because of the air of the forest he is currently in *The air is really good in this forest every time I finish that breathing thing that my father told me to do* he thought.

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He then relaxed his body, thinking about nothing but can still hear the sound of insects and birds tweeting inside the forest and smelling the good smell of nature while being soaked in water, especially at this kind of hot days where even the wind is hot.

He looked up seeing the bright sun as he quickly placed his hands on the way because of the brightness that his eyes felt.

He soaked in the water for at least 10 more minutes, as he then left the pond walking towards the tree where he dropped the clothes.

He then quickly changed to that clothes, he then grabbed the dagger and started walking in the forest while holding it.

He walked to a different road this time not using the road he used before, because he planned to hunt a small animal for food.

After about 3 minutes of walking he saw a small white rabbit,

He then stealthily approaches it, feeling that he was in a good position he then threw the dagger towards the rabbit.

The small white rabbit was just there eating a grass when it suddenly sensed that something was flying for him as the rabbit then jumped to dodge it.

He then quickly followed the rabbit as he sprinted towards it, after almost nearing it he dived trying to catch it but failed. He can only watch as the rabbit continued until it can no longer be seen by his sight

*Almost!, oh well can’t blame myself for only having a dagger.* He thought as he then walked towards the dagger to grab it. He failed to catch the rabbit but for him it’s just normal, since he did not really have another weapon and only a dagger, but he was not in a rush so he’s fine with it.

He then continued walking in the forest searching for another animal.

After walking for about 5 minutes he spotted a wild boar.

He had to approach more carefully, but he did not throw his dagger.

He knew that throwing his dagger would just be a dumb move.

He then started sprinting toward the boar.

The boar suddenly sensed something as it turned around seeing a man sprinting toward it. It suddenly charged at that sprinting man too.

As he saw the boar charging towards him, he just smiled, because it would be easier to target the brain of the boar that way, He then held his dagger with a firm grip and stabbed in the direction where the eye of the boar is.

As his dagger stabbed in the eye of the boar he did not stop as he pushed the dagger more, blood coming out of where he stabbed the dagger staining his hand with blood, he then pulled the dagger out as his other hand punched the boar head, completely stopping its charge, Seeing that the boar stopped he then stabbed the dagger downward between the middle of its ears as blood came rushing out from where it was stabbed soaking its head with blood.

Seeing that he succeeded in the killing the boar, a smile was shown on his face *I Finally killed it* pulling the dagger out again as more blood came out, he did not mind the blood as he carried it with two hands putting the dagger in one of his hidden pocket. The boar can be considered heavy in the hand of normal people but well they can be considered not normal at all,