443 Good Fish!

John sat next to the stream, his fishing rod still in hands. Behind him, a small hut had been built, which contained a makeshift bed, chairs and a table, and a fire pit outside, in which a fire was currently roaring. A spit had been erected over the fire pit, in which several fish were currently roasting. There was even a hammock that had been made between two trees right next to the stream, which John had often found himself sleeping the day away in. 

It had already been several days since the test started, and John had decided to erect a makeshift house for himself, as he planned on staying here until the very last day of the test.

A rich and fragrant aroma wafted over John's nose, who stood up in a relaxed manner and walked over to the firepit. He leaned over and inspected the fish for a moment before a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Cooked to perfection."