She puts more wood into the fire and sets the equipment to the side. The goblins spear was basically just a sturdy, sharpened stick but it's still better than anything she could make.

     She removed the goblins' organs but couldn't remove its head. After skewering the goblin onto the spear using an already existing... umm... 'holes' she places what she can now identify as a he over the fire.

     Oh, and she was right, it smells atrocious but the more it cooks the hunger she gets. She managed to pry off an arm. Holding it up to her face, she can't help but hesitate.

     Holding her breath, she took a bite. To make it short, it was disgusting. The meat was tough and it tasted like watered-down trash. This is when she realized she forgot to drain the blood.

     Well, she couldn't eat much anyways and she got full quickly.

     She picked up the rest of the meat and walked away from her campsite. Eventually she found a good tree and put most of the meat up. She doesn't plan to come back for the rest of it though. She grabbed the skewer and a bit of meat.

     'Ok I need to raise my stats and get a shelter that can at least get me through winter....'

     She doesn't have too many things she needs to bring with her. The skewer's a little chard but it'll work just fine as a sturdy stick to hit things with.

     She decided to walk in the direction of a stream that ran off the lake. Only stopping every once and a while to stretch and eat she kept walking. She got tired quickly and was sore in no time.

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     Congratulations! You've been training hard!

Failed to raise stats.... redirecting reward....

Improved Healing and quick recovery are more effective.

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    'Well, good news is, the system can redirect rewards to my abilities, bad news, the system can't reward me with stat points...'

     But on a side note she did feel better. Her breathing got easier and she didn't need to rest as long, but she would still run out of steam at the same rate...

     'Well, it'll at least be fun having a different set of specialties if nothing more.'

     But thinking of her past life she couldn't help but feel a bit upset. Although she doesn't regret going through the dungeon's exit, why did it kill her? She lost all of her abilities and lost a big part of the system's functions....

    'Now I'll have to make up for everything I've lost.... is that even possible? Actually... if I look at this from another angle, I've also lost the system's level limitations. I also might have lost the stat requirements for missions, weapons and tools considering the system can't discern them....'

     She couldn't help but smile, she'd finally found an upside to her situation, as long as things worked out the same way they did in her head.... She tried humming but the sound her throat made was atrocious.

'Ouch, that's right... don't get distracted.... What was my name again? Alnueava? I wonder who gave me that name? Ah, right, don't get distracted.'

As she continued down the stream until dusk turned the sky a light shade of orange. Taking that as her sign to stop. She sat on top of a pile of fallen leaves gasping for air.

'Screw you scientists... I'll... kill all of you... for making me... need to go through... this... huuugh....'

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Congratulations! You've been training hard!

Redirecting reward....

Quick Recovery is more effective.

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     Cupping her hands, she scoops some water. Her throat was so dry and husky, she almost couldn't swallow any water.

     She shakes her head before narrowing her eyes, she looks around. There's nowhere to go for shelter other than the trees. It's going to be dark soon but there's no dry wood in sight.

     Everything's wet from this morning's melted snow.

     She could already tell she was going to have a rough night.

     Looking again, there were only tall thin trees. The forest floors are covered in wet moss and leaves. She doesn't have the resources or strength to cut any of the trees down. Frowning she looked to the water, no large rocks to be seen. There were few leaves on the ground and they were all wet and not many.

     The sky had turned a deep red and it was getting too dark to see. Leaning against a tree.

     She untied the string around her arm and put it in her pocket then curled up into a ball tucking her arms, legs and head inside her coat. Trying to get as warm as possible before the sun completely fell. She wants to make it through the night without freezing to death.

     As the sun completely set and the moon rose. The temperature continued to drop. The start of the night wasn't so bad, but she didn't get over confident. After all, it was only the start of the night. She still had a long way to go, and it would only get colder.

     And it got colder. Her skin was red with frost-bite. Her breathing became shallow and her heart rate slowed greatly. She was also getting sleepy.

     Fighting off sleep and bitter cold she was withering under the night.

     'No, stay awake d*mn it! You've survived worse.'

     She focused on her breathing and heart. If either of those stops she'll die.

     If it keeps going like this I'll die. Move... come on move...'

     She starts rocking her body. If she tries to get up and walk, the only thing she will do is expose more of her body to the cold. At least this way she's less likely to lose her fingers or toes.

     'That's right, just keep the secularization going.'

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Congratulations! You have gained a new skill!

Cold Resistance LV-?¿?

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     When the morning came around Alnueava was a cold shivering mess but an alive one. She only got up once the sun was fully out.