dognovel Chapter 1224
Chapter 1224
[Trying to remain silent: I need a torch! @14k, reserve one for me!]
[Bubble Master: You damn liar! Some people have no shame! They buy torches, light them with rotten wood and broken plastic, and dare to call them torches and sell them to me for 4 pieces of wood? Are you desperate for money?!]
[Dominator: What kind of talk is that? This isn't a torch, take it or leave it. If we hadn't been selling them, would people like you who couldn't get a torch have survived in the dark? What are you arguing about now!]
The message quickly went viral. Wen Hutian came to her senses; she only had one loaf of bread in her newbie gift pack, which she had already eaten. Everyone was short of torches, so maybe she could get one too…
During the day, she had already used up all her stamina. Most of what she caught was trash. Although she didn't have enough slots, Wen Hutian couldn't bear to throw any of them away. They were all fished up with her limited stamina, such as broken fishing nets, broken shoes, rotten wood, and moldy pillows.
Wen Hutian found a tattered fishing net on her raft. Hmm, it was quite heavy; if laid out, it was larger than her raft. She thought she could divide it into several pieces! Unfortunately, she had no knife or other weapons. After struggling to separate the net, Wen Hutian carefully lit it on fire.
[Burning tattered fishing net: It can burn for 30 minutes, so it can be considered a way to make use of waste.]
Countdown: 29:29
Wen Hutian blushed slightly. She wondered if the limited time was due to her stinginess in tearing open the fishing net. After confirming that it could be burned, she quickly put it in her backpack, opened the forum, and excitedly started selling fire sources.
After exchanging a pile of burning junk for planks, Wen Hutian set the planks on fire, hoping to exchange them for other supplies. She didn't have many supplies on her, and she was out of food. If she didn't think things through carefully, even if she survived tonight, she would starve to death tomorrow.
Wen Hutian nervously placed an offer to trade any food for a torch, but the listing refreshed the next second and it was sold! Her eyes widened, and she murmured in disbelief, "It was... that easy?!"
Her eyes gradually brightened, the light growing stronger in the firelight. After getting the food she craved, Wen Hutian wanted to exchange it for weapons!
She was missing a weapon! She eagerly took out a wooden plank, lit it, and set up a torch, specifying that she would trade for any weapon this time.
Wen Hutian kept refreshing the chat before the trade, but this time it wasn't as easy as before. Her initial enthusiasm waned, and she felt somewhat unwilling to give up. Switching back to the forum, she saw many people still asking for high prices, exchanging 10 planks for a torch. Some were even offering their entire fortune for torches, while others boasted about selling a lot of torches, showcasing their abundant resources...
Wen Hutian's heart, which had just calmed down, started pounding again. She felt that she was just unlucky and hadn't met a discerning buyer. Deep down, she still harbored a bit of malice. Those players with weapons weren't facing a life-or-death situation yet. When she was about to die, she was willing to exchange all her resources for a torch.
"Wait a little longer, when I'm about to die, someone will definitely be willing to trade..." Wen Hutian muttered to herself, the excited light in her eyes turning into greed. She kept switching between the forum and the trading platform. This time, when she saw those people selling torches for only 2 planks, or even 1 plank, Wen Hutian felt a bit resentful and blaming. "Why are these people selling things so cheaply? It's all because of you that the market price has been driven down!"
She completely forgot that she herself had once been one of countless people struggling to obtain a torch. Now, with a seller's market at her disposal, she was consumed by greed and selfishness, only wanting to gain more and more benefits.
"I'm so tired... gulp gulp." Feng Lan was working hard, her mouth was dry, so she grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the supermarket and gulped it all down. Her face was flushed red from the furnace light.
"We've used up almost all the planks." Feng Lan glanced at her transaction record. Hmm, she had sold 3648 torches. After a short break, Feng Lan switched to the forum and checked the remaining number of survivors. There were still over 80 million. Compared to the previous precipitous drop, the death rate wasn't as fast now.
She still had some junk items in her supermarket, and she had used them up almost completely. When Feng Lan stopped, there were questions on the forum about how she managed to get enough supplies in her backpack, and whether she had gotten some storage items.
She ignored all of that and just browsed the forum to see if anyone was talking about the monster attack. Her eyes were bloodshot and painful to the point that she could barely blink. She was both sleepy and energetic. Since her rebirth, Feng Lan had not slept more than 4 hours a day on average!
After confirming that everyone had stopped discussing it, Feng Lan placed a ring of things around herself to block her view, and expanded the raft. At least this time, if a shark tried to jump aboard again, the 70-square-meter raft would have a hard time crossing it completely. She also wanted to sleep all night, but since there was no one to keep watch, Feng Lan set an alarm for one hour and kept it going until dawn, which would ring every hour.
"I hope the game will be a little more humane." After placing a mattress on the raft and draping a blanket over herself, Feng Lan mumbled something before falling asleep. "Don't try to ambush me while I'm sleeping; it's only the first night."
Perhaps considering that everyone was a novice player, after encountering light rain during the day, hunger, shark attacks at night, and the problem of darkness, Fenglan successfully woke up alive the next day.
What woke her was not the alarm clock, but the bright daylight and the swaying raft. Even in her dream, she felt uneasy, as if she were having some shaky dreams.
"Oh--"
"Tuk-tuk-"
A seagull standing on the raft saw that the person had woken up, glanced at him calmly, flapped its wings, and flew away.
Feng Lan squinted. The rising sun painted the sky and sea a deep red, both soft and dazzling. She glanced at the forum, which still had over 9999 messages and more than 80 million users.
It seems the game didn't intentionally make all players die quickly.
Feng Lan quickly regained her senses, quickly combed her messy hair, washed her face, brushed her teeth, ate breakfast, and then looked at her raft with a missing piece.
She didn't know if it was last night or early morning, but some seabird droppings were still left on the edge of the raft. She calmly patched it up with a plank.
The only thing Fenglan could be thankful for was that the sky looked good today, and it would be a sunny day.
Compared to ordinary people, she already had a lot of supplies. Her private messages kept ringing. Feng Lan checked them while brushing her teeth and saw that someone was asking her if she was selling food today.
Feng Lan definitely wanted to buy it. She had been busy dealing with the game's dark night last night, and when she calmed down today, she noticed that she had lost a lot of supermarket supplies. She remembered that she had opened a lot of soil and seeds yesterday.
Living off one's savings is not Feng Lan's habit. She hasn't forgotten that the supplies in her supermarket have no attributes, and the game doesn't recognize them. Although they can fill her stomach, the game might ban them one day. She hasn't forgotten that this is a game controlled by gods. What if some god sees this and thinks that her cheat ability is disrupting the game's balance, and bans her supermarket? Feng Lan doesn't have the power to resist that right now. She plans to grow some vegetables to be self-sufficient.