Mark woke up in his room. His hips ached like they had from his first marathon run, his back ached, and his neck felt like it was made of wood.

Trying to get up, Mark's whole body crackled, from the sound of movement, a little girl entered the room, whom he had previously seen in class. Looks like Momo.

- Hello, Uncle Mark, the head asked me to look after you, how are you feeling?

- I seem to be poured with lead, and my legs hurt with all my might.

"Heehe, you seem to be introducing manno to your body. Seeing your surprise, I'm right.

Assuming a teacher's pose, the little girl with a serious face began to lead the lesson.

- What you feel is normal. Initially, your body was not ready for manno, and the fact that you were able to survive is already excellent, since the first acquaintance with manno is carried out under the supervision of elders. Previously, your body experienced a lot of pain, the reason for this is that your body was not ready for manna. Usually, before doing this, people eat the meat of manno monsters. It slowly prepares users for this.

...

After 10 minutes, the girl finished her lecture.

- And finally, here you go Momo held out a sheet. On it was drawn the body of a man who stood in a stance and pushed an imaginary object.

- This is the counter of our settlement, you need to stand in the same way as shown and push the manno out of your hands onto an imaginary object. This technique will speed up familiarity with your manno, as well as speed up the speed of manno running through the body. Follow the directions on the other side of the sheet as well.

Get well Uncle Mark.

Having said this, the girl smiled and ran away slamming the door.

Stolen novel; please report.

Looking at the sheet, Mark saw a man in a half squat stretch his arms forward creating a triangle. The fingers are crossed at the top, and the big ones below create the bottom.

Having tried to get up, Mark mentally whined from pain, but remembering that there was no way back, he flogged himself. Wrapping up the paper there were petty explanations.

(The danger of working with manno is that manno has been launched into the body and it cannot be stagnant, otherwise the body will be poisoned by it. Although the manno is already in the blood, it has stuck to the blood vessels, and the blood that runs through the body cannot simply be shaken until the user himself guide the body of the owl. It is difficult at first, but when you understand it is no more difficult than inhaling.)

Standing in a stance from which his knees hurt even more, Mark tried to act strictly according to the instructions. Taking a deep breath, and exhaling mentally at this moment, pushing the manno out of your hands.

The first attempts came to nothing.

And time after time, Mark slowly tried to drive the manno through the body.

Slowly, he felt that there was a slippery liquid in his body, that he was moving very slowly and unyieldingly.

Inhale...

Exhalation...

Push...

Time after time, Mark slowly got into the rhythm. Slowly but surely moving forward. There were occasional alerts, but he pushed that into the background.

After 5 hours.

Push... Boom

There was an explosion inside Mark's body. It knocked him out of his trance. He fell on his ass, trying to catch his breath after all his muscles tensed and the air from his lungs was forcibly squeezed out.

Having opened the statistics, Mark cheered up

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Name: Mark Plan

Spark: Blood

Gift: Hunger

Talent: 10/10

Strength: 13/30

Agility: 18/30

Intelligence: 14/30

Manno: 10/30

Skills:

- manno flow - LV-7 (passive)

- medium manno release - LV-1 (active)

- manno control - LV-2 (passive) (new)

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- You're all right Uncle Mark, a young voice was heard from behind the door.

- Yes, don't worry. Hearing Mark's voice, little Momo ran in and began to examine Mark's body.

- Momo, what are you doing?

"Looking for internal bleeding, this happens at times during training, due to poor control of the manno in the body, your manno channels are so boom. She began to show the shape of Momo's hands, which made Mark laugh at the youthful behavior of the little she-wolf.

- Uncle Mark, are you hungry? Usually after my training I am ready to eat a buffalo.

Momo began non-stop communication.

- Um, yes, I would not refuse food now, said Mark. Trying to hide what he was now eating on his feet is from exhaustion.

- Yes, I'll come running, wait for me. Momo screamed before running away.

- Wow, what a kid. But it's even good.