I'm a Stingray?

"Uh, so I should avoid thinking like that?" He had to ask, just to be absolutely sure.

[Yes, it's best to avoid it]

Through a passing moment, he craved to express. "But... that quote is making a lot of sense though,"

[It does make sense]

[But why bother thinking about anything that can't be changed?]

"You're right," He agreed after a bit of pondering.

Considering all of the intelligence upgrades, it only became easier for Timothy to understand anything; at this point it would be hilarious if he couldn't.

However, the topic was swiftly shifted to the prior one after the upgrade. He began focusing on health solely.

A prime goal was to heal what bones remained broken, simply because he couldn't do anything with such a wound.

But it became once more apparent that this goal required patience. Apart from his belly feeling a bit bloated, he had to wait for Osira to wake up.

She was the only one who could find, kill and bring back a barracuda in a short amount of time ~ so it was logical to crave her help.

Since Timmy wasn't nearly close to dying, he didn't want to interrupt the good lady's slumber, as simply there was no intense need to rush.

But of course she had to wake up eventually, even though that happened nearly over four hours afterwards.

Regardless, she instantly headed out upon response and seeked a meal to slaughter.

Her success rate at hunting was stunning as always, so she easily managed to bring back the required meal.

Since the whole team was a bit hungry, they enjoyed the food together.

Osira ate a great portion of it, in quite a short amount of time. But that wasn't necessarily a problem, as she felt full already.

So the rest of the meal was left over to Gerlach and Timmy. The little shrimp only ate a few grams of food, so ultimately the hero's recovery wasn't delayed.

The sea-pancake slowly munched through what was left of the carcass. He ate slower, because he noticed a greater benefit of doing so.

The gain had a small impact on its own, but it proved better when it was constantly practiced.

For example, his body could process the food faster, if the quantity he ate was manageable; necessarily, if the quantity was small and wasn't bashed down his throat all at once.

Paired with a sped up metabolism that craved to reap every bit of energy possible, a great point of balance had been found.

The food he ate barely managed to raise his hunger bar, but the benefits of the meal were still great and present.

A sign of approval regarding this method, was the fact that his hunger bar was only half-way filled, even though he just ate several kilos of meat and bones!

Considering those circumstances, it was clear to see that he could devour another barracuda within this day; so Osira went out to hunt another one, although she was a bit irritated by this procedure by now.

Regardless, the benefits were still there and the system didn't fail to reveal specifics.

[This meal has given you nineteen-points of health]

Total health = 105/121]

Such a number seemed tremendous on its own; in the early stages of this new life, he had struggled a lot to keep his health above ninety, so this definitely felt like an achievement.

In complement to this raise, Tim's wounded areas began feeling a lot better. It took one view at the map to figure out that all of the tiny holes on his fin, had disappeared by now.

That aside, he felt better than ever right now although technically he did not completely heal.

Towards such an aspect, the system could give a bit of information as well.

[Your two broken bones are in the process of healing. They have mended together, but there still are large cracks on various potions]

[These cracks would need at least thirty more health points to properly heal. Meaning that you would likely need to lose health somehow, just to replenish it and heal your bones in the process]

[However, there are better news as well]

Such quantities of information were surely difficult to follow along, but he was in a great state right now so he only lagged behind for a second or two, before fully catching up.

Which was why he was able to ask a question, "Tell me the news!"

It was fair to say that he began feeling a bit of excitement, as he recognized that the next bit of information would be rather important.

[The dense durability that your skin tissue and muscles carry, will behave like a cast for your healing bones]

[Meaning that you can swim, without hurting your bones too much]

[You'd likely need to be carried by a friend through most of the time, but your fin is usable]

Just to be sure, Timmy had to control his levels of sudden excitement, in order to ask a question.

And this query was quite oriented too, "Okay so, I can swim without hurting myself more?"

[Yes, but you need to be cautious; take it slow]

"Then this is great news!" He lightly shouted, careless that his outburst could spook his friends.

Right at that moment, he put in just a little bit of effort to move that very same fin of his ~ and managed to notice that progress truly had been achieved!

There wasn't any sharp pain who threw his effort to the ground, no that didn't happen whatsoever.

Timothy could move his fin without being greeted by pain that would shake his ancestors!

Of course there were several restrictions. For example his fin wouldn't move like it did before, and sometimes entirely refused to move at all; but the results now were far better in comparison to the beginning.

With success like this achieved, Timmy wanted to eat one more time so his health fully replenishes.

Afterwards he could swim a lot better, and get back on what was left of the big task.

As for now, he softly expressed. "Man I missed this! My fin finally feels like my own again."