Chapter 177: Deserted Island Survival 1
As for its ability, aside from allowing the wearer to remain rational at all times, free from external interference, and focused, the Flower Crown also had an additional function: spiritual power enhancement.
This was clearly something the Flower Gardener had added specifically after noticing Moira Lynch’s talent.
Moira Lynch was very fond of the Flower Crown; no girl could refuse something so beautiful.
Snowy also liked it a lot—so much that it drooled all over the floor.
On the thirtieth day, having learned from their last experience, the players made their preparations early.
Just after midnight, the System’s familiar voice echoed in every player’s ears.
[Good evening, dear players. A new round of the game is about to begin. Please prepare yourselves.]
The next second, Moira Lynch’s vision went black, and she vanished from her room.
When she opened her eyes again, Moira Lynch had expected to enter the game directly like before, but instead, she found herself in the blue System Space.
Speaking of which, she hadn’t been here since the last lottery, and the System hadn’t held one since.
Moira Lynch had a reasonable suspicion that the original lottery was just a ploy to scam a few more energy stones out of her.
But even if the System asked her to draw now, she couldn’t. She was completely out of energy stones; Snowy had eaten them all.
Just then, several flashes of white light appeared in the System Space.
As the light faded, Moira Lynch could see clearly that the flashes were all her items, as well as the survival tools she had prepared over the last few days.
"What does this mean?"
[Announcing the new game rules. This round is titled ’Deserted Island Survival.’ To fit the theme, players may not bring any food, only their clothes. However, you may bring ten tools.
If they are ordinary tools, you may bring ten. If they are special items, you may only bring five.]
’Why can we only bring five special items?!’
Moira Lynch was indignant. This was blatant targeting—targeting people like her who had a lot of special items.
[All players must conscientiously abide by the game rules. If the System discovers anyone has secretly brought extra items, their eligibility to participate will be immediately revoked.]
[This game will last for thirty days. Players who successfully survive for thirty days will clear the game. Additionally, the player who survives the longest will receive a generous reward. We hope all players will do their best.]
Moira Lynch: ’...I feel like you’re targeting me.’
Although she was seething with indignation, Moira Lynch knew she had to bow to circumstances.
Moira Lynch took a closer look and saw that even the items Snowy had eaten were present. ’The System really is targeting me.’
Since it was a deserted island survival game, Moira Lynch chose the Thousand Feather Bow, which could be used for hunting.
Then she picked the Illusion Cloak to help her observe and approach prey.
She also had to bring Patience. Moira Lynch was now incredibly grateful she had merged Patience with the Healing Device.
If she continued picking special items, she could only choose two more, but if she picked ordinary tools, she could choose four.
After careful consideration, Moira Lynch chose an RV, which would save her the effort of building a shelter.
Besides, the RV was fully equipped with all sorts of functions and supplies, which would save her a lot of trouble.
She also took a box of bandages. Although she had the Healing Device, bandages had uses beyond just dressing wounds.
For the last item, Moira Lynch chose the Universal Gloves.
After confirming her selections, Moira Lynch’s vision went black once more. The next moment, she was teleported to a deserted island, a massive RV standing beside her.
Fortunately, Moira Lynch was alone in the area; otherwise, the RV by itself would have attracted who knows how much attention.
Moira Lynch first checked herself.
The Space Button and her other things were still on her, but the items inside couldn’t be taken out for now.
Although she couldn’t take things out, Moira Lynch could still put things in.
However, anything she put in couldn’t be taken out either.
Her space itself was still usable, since it had already merged with Moira Lynch’s talent.
’Looks like her gamble paid off.’
When Moira Lynch chose the RV, she was betting that her space would still be usable.
Moira Lynch temporarily stored the RV in her space.
Even though her space was functioning normally, Moira Lynch decided that aside from collecting resources and storing the RV, she wouldn’t touch anything else inside, just in case the game system decided to cause trouble for her.
Having made her decision, Moira Lynch adjusted the mask on her face, straightened her clothes and the hat on her head, and began to survey her surroundings.
’Wow, this island is pretty cold. Good thing my Antifreeze Attribute is maxed out.’
She was in a desolate forest, and not far away was a river.
’My luck isn’t bad. I’ve found a water source so quickly.’
Moira Lynch walked to the riverbank, where a fast-flowing river appeared before her.
She observed it carefully. The river water seemed clean enough, but ’seemed’ wasn’t the same as ’is.’ She’d have to boil the water before she could drink it safely.
After confirming there was no danger nearby, Moira Lynch found a spot close to the water’s edge.
’If I had a fishing rod, this would probably be a great fishing spot.’
Moira Lynch dipped her hand into the river; the bone-chillingly cold water made her shiver involuntarily.
She used her spiritual power to draw water into her space, then channeled it into the RV’s water tank.
When the System said no food, it really meant no food. All the food and water Moira Lynch had prepared in the RV were gone.
Fortunately, Moira Lynch had expected this. At least the seasonings and other such things hadn’t disappeared.
With this river right in front of her, finding food would be a piece of cake.
After filling the RV’s water tank, Moira Lynch unleashed her spiritual power, and a fish weighing over ten pounds leaped out of the water and landed on the ground.
A shovel appeared in Moira Lynch’s hand. With one heavy smack, the fish stopped moving completely.
[Razor-fin Fish: Fierce temperament. Contains abundant protein and high-quality fats. The meat is fresh and delicious with no unpleasant odor. Suitable for steaming or stewing.]
With this fish, today’s lunch was sorted.
Patience could automatically adjust the time based on its location.
Although the game had started in the early morning, it was already daytime here.
Following that, she used the same method to catch several more Razor-fin Fish. Each one weighed over ten pounds, and the largest even exceeded twenty pounds.
With that, she had sorted out her food for the next two or three days.
The space inside the RV was limited; she wouldn’t be able to store them if she caught too many fish.
The shovel in her hand transformed into a dagger. Moira Lynch quickly processed the fish—scaling it, gutting it, and discarding the head, which had too little meat.
She used the river water to wash the cleaned fish, then temporarily stored it in the RV. The next second, the dagger in her hand vanished.