Honestly, you couldn’t blame Jiang Lai for being so sentimental—if she could fish up a silver chest, she’d be set for life.
At that point, she wouldn’t just treat her fishing rod like a treasure, she’d worship it like an ancestor.
The beginner fishing rod was fast. In less than half an hour, Jiang Lai reeled in her first chest of the day.
It was a bronze chest.
She opened it, greeted by the familiar white light.
【XXXXL Military Coat ×1, Nails ×20】
Jiang Lai was delighted—both were great finds.
The oversized military coat could be used as a blanket at night, big enough to wrap her whole body.
And nails were essential for upgrading her boat.
Happily, she put the items in her backpack and dismantled the bronze chest, gaining another 50 wood.
She was getting close to the upgrade requirements, so she didn’t even rest and immediately started fishing again.
The public chat was still lively.
Clearly, everyone’s mood had stabilized, and the conversation had shifted from complaining to discussing how to survive.
Thanks to the chat’s ability to send pictures, people were showing off all sorts of things they’d fished up.
Food and water were still the most sought-after resources.
Next were upgrade materials like planks and nails.
Then came cold-weather gear.
On her second day in the game, Jiang Lai could already feel the temperature dropping.
If it was this cold during the day, the nights would be even harder.
If it kept getting colder, lacking warm clothes could be fatal.
No, she had to upgrade her boat to level two as soon as possible.
With that in mind, Jiang Lai checked her backpack.
Wood: 155
Nails: 25
Upgrading her boat to level two required 100 wood and 50 nails.
She had enough wood, but was still 25 nails short.
Who knew how long it would take to collect 25 more nails on her own? Jiang Lai opened the trading platform.
Compared to yesterday, the trading platform was now packed.
Most of the listings were for random, useless items.
Very few people were trading food or materials.
After searching for a while, Jiang Lai finally found a few people offering nails.
But all of them wanted to trade for food, and the prices were sky-high.
It made sense—unless someone was truly starving, who would trade away essential upgrade materials?
After comparing, Jiang Lai chose the lowest-priced offer.
The seller had six sets of five nails each, asking for 250 grams of food per set.
Jiang Lai put up her slightly moldy steamed buns and found that one bun was exactly 500 grams—enough to trade for two sets.
With three buns, she could get all 30 nails and upgrade her boat!
She put up three buns and nervously submitted the trade request.
The trading platform was fair and transparent—her offer would only go through if the other party accepted.
Jiang Lai worried the other person might mind the moldy buns.
But to her surprise, within three seconds of sending the request, the other party immediately accepted, as if afraid she’d change her mind.
The next second, Jiang Lai’s backpack had 30 more nails.
“Awesome! Steamed buns! I finally got something to fill my stomach!”
Somewhere adrift on the ocean, a frail girl clutched the buns, her eyes brimming with tears.
Her name was Turing. Before entering the game, she’d been dieting and hadn’t eaten all day.
Now, after another day and night in the game, she was starving, and her chests hadn’t yielded any food.
She had no choice but to trade nails for something to eat.
But most offers were for raw meat or vegetables—nothing she could eat right away.
Finally, someone offered steamed buns, and she quickly accepted.
As for the little mold spots, Turing didn’t care at all.
Both sides were very satisfied with the trade.
With enough wood and nails, Jiang Lai put away her fishing rod, ready to upgrade her boat.
But just as she pulled up the info for the Ginger, before she could click “upgrade,”
The calm sea suddenly turned rough.
Her little boat rocked violently, waves splashing in and soaking her pants and shoes.
This time, the shaking was much worse than yesterday.
Jiang Lai gripped the sides of the boat, frowning at the churning water.
There was something under the sea.
“Tata~”
Just as Jiang Lai was nervously wondering if she should eat a few more biscuits before dying—so she wouldn’t die hungry—she heard a familiar sound.
“Little white chubby?”
On the side of the boat, the little creature she’d rescued earlier propped itself up with its flippers, blinking its round eyes at her.
Jiang Lai quickly pressed the switch on her beast language decoder.
She hadn’t expected to use it so soon after thinking it was useless yesterday.
“Tata, tata~”
I’m back! Hehe.
“Tata~”
I brought my mom with me.
“Tata?”
Do you have anything tasty?
This time, Jiang Lai understood everything.
She looked into the water and saw a huge creature, four or five meters long, slowly surfacing beside the boat. Then she looked at the little one clinging to her boat.
If she hadn’t understood their conversation, she’d never have guessed this was its mom.
One was blue, the other white.
One had short side fins and a huge tail, the other had chubby, short, white fins and tail.
“That’s your mom? Are you sure you’re related?”
With the crisis over, Jiang Lai could joke again.
“The little one is only a month old—still young.”
The parent spoke.
Unlike Tata’s voice, this one was deeper and more resonant, echoing across the endless sea.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude. Did you come to see me for something?”
Jiang Lai could sense that the pair meant her no harm.
She hoped they weren’t here for apples—those fruits were her lifeline, and she couldn’t spare any.
She tensed up.
“My name is Haijia. The little one said you saved it. In our sea tribe, we always repay kindness. I’ve come to give you a thank-you gift.”
Haijia was direct. With a flick of her massive tail, she sent another wave splashing over Jiang Lai.
This time, Jiang Lai was soaked from head to toe.
“I didn’t expect you to use splashing as a blessing, but you really don’t have to be so polite, I—”
She wiped the water from her face, but stopped mid-sentence.
Her gaze was drawn to something slowly rising from the depths behind Haijia.
It was a huge ship, rotten and broken, nothing like her own little boat.
But Jiang Lai immediately recognized it as a player’s ship.
Or rather, it had once belonged to a player.
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