Training days pt 1

It had been a few days since Souta had started training supplementing his body with pills and herbs causing astonishing results if he had to guess then right now his body would be about three percent as strong as his old self, that may sound like a small number but in his previous life he was considered abnormally superior in the condition of his body and reflexes and it had taken him years to get to his current ability in the old world.

He wouldn't dare take revenge until he had at least half of his old capabilities, and beyond that he would need a more comprehensive knowledge of this world and its workings much more than what the memories of a mere bandit child could know.

He trained until his body ached and his bones cracked and when he wasn't training he was reading the stores of books that were gathering dust in the storehouse, bandits didn't need knowledge as long as they were physically superior but that didn't mean they were stupid. These books would provide answers if a solution could not be found is what had been taught to the original Souta so they were kept safe in the storehouse. The books ranged from botany to forging to oddly enough the arts and politics.

Souta never took a day of rest until today, he needed gear if he was going to be worth anything in a fight. He was going to attempt to reconstruct some of his old tricks and gadgets but it was going to be painful for some of them.

Souta started by forming his most handy weapons, shuriken and Kunai. He needed hundreds if not thousands of them but he had to make them thinner than normal, this was a twist he had made in his old world compared to the traditional. It allowed him to carry much more and the way he had tempered them caused them to have the same durability as the traditional set.

Kuro had traded out his physical training to complete this task and used his free time for recuperation and reading his body had already started to see a bit of a change as the bulky muscles that had originally adorned his body were becoming more stream lined but he would still be considered a meat head if he were to go by his old worlds standards.

Souta continued for six months continuing his routine of forging, he had forged a set of hardened light armor using alloys unique to this new world he lived and had successfully recreated a few of his gadgets though he really didn't want to install the last one he had completed.

It was the gadget that gave off the illusion that he could breath fire and he remembered just how painful it was to achieve that. He had even gone beyond his initial plans and recreated other weapons that he was far more familiar with during this time but he still had a few things to do before he was finished.

During these months he had discovered these interesting little pouches he had learned were called bottomless bags. He had taken the liberty to sew them to the inside of his chest armor and sides of his leggings and the backs as well and with that discovery came the decisiveness that he was known for previously.

In the months of his reading he had come to learn of a interesting plant like creature that was used in medicine to replace blood vessels, this had made him replace his plans of using the gadget he had created even though this process would be far more painful but was invaluable in the long run because of its usability.

It was with this thought that Souta one night sitting before a fire had went through the store house again and found a jar of such creatures and proceeded to mutilate himself, puncturing a hole through the bottom of his jaw at the back of his mouth he carefully carved down his neck all the way to his hip where cut out a larger patch of skin before sewing a bottomless bag to the inside of it leaving an open slit in his skin at the mouth of the bag, then taking Vessel worm he place one end into the mouth of the bag before leading the other end through the hold in his bottom jaw making a tube that lead to his mouth.

Souta sewed his skin over the Vessel worm and using some techniques he had learned from training manuals he used the Martial Ki in his body to activate the Vessel worm causing highly flammable alcohol to enter his mouth.

'God I hope this is the last time I will ever do this' thought Souta as he laid down and taking a few pills went to sleep.