bookcurios Chapter 1222
Chapter 1222
[A salted fish flying in the sky: Haha, I was almost dead from hunger after a day of starvation, and then this fish monster came along and kept biting my raft. I don't have a torch. Let's see if I freeze to death, starve to death, die of fear (as determined by the game), or just drown after this fish finishes biting me. Fish monster picture JPG.]
[We're all swordsmen: I don't want to die, please, is there anyone who can give me a weapon?!]
[A non-swimmer: It's so dark! I'm losing all my energy. Can anyone give me some light...?]
[Working from dawn till dusk: Selling torches. One torch can be exchanged for one serving of fresh water and five pieces of wood. Limited quantities available, buy now!]
[Darkened Pigeon: Why?! Why are there monsters here? Why am I the one dying? I hate this world! I don't want to play games anymore, I want to go back to reality, go to hell—beep—]
【Wealthy and Powerful: Don't give up on life easily, hold on! I'm selling torches here; two planks for one.】
[Qin Feng: If you already have torches, you can use the trash you caught during the day to start them. Plastics can burn for several hours. Please don't lose hope, actively help yourselves, and sell torches and wooden planks.]
Feng Lan felt extremely depressed after watching for a while. The remaining number of surviving players continued to drop like a cold, impersonal number, which was shocking.
Seeing that someone was encouraging her, she pursed her lips and counted her planks.
In the afternoon's transactions, Feng Lan not only exchanged treasure chests for a lot of wooden planks, and there are several thousand wooden planks in the supermarket.
[Ding—The workbench is complete!]
The game notification sound interrupted Feng Lan's mood. She got up and walked to the stern of the raft. The workbench was finished and looked almost like a table.
With the workbench, Fenglan could finally use her blueprints. She searched in the supermarket and found several kinds of torches.
Tar torch: can burn continuously for 6 hours
Crafting materials: 1 piece of wood, 1 piece of fish oil
Simple torch: can burn continuously for 4 hours
Crafting materials: 1 piece of wood, 1 piece of plastic/broken fishing net/fiber/cloth/any kind of junk.
[Refined Torch: Can Burn Sustained for 10 Hours]
Materials needed: 1 thick wooden board, 1 fish oil
In the end, Fenglan chose to make a [simple torch]. It required the fewest materials and had a shorter burning time. However, once it was made, other players could easily light it themselves as long as they had a fire source, wood, or other flammable materials.
She opened the workbench to make torches. The torches only took 10 seconds to make, but Feng Lan felt that was too slow. The furnace next to her was also burning continuously. In addition, she had made torches while fighting the shark. Feng Lan simply waited for the workbench to open while making her own.
A wooden board is split in half with a large knife, inserted into the furnace and lit, and the torch is complete. However, this simple torch only burns for one hour.
[Mountain Breeze: Selling torches. 4-hour torches require 1 piece of wood and 1 unit of material; 1-hour torches require 1 unit of material.]
The 1-hour time limit is for those who don't have many supplies. With this torch, these players can use trash, broken fishing nets, or other materials to start a fire, or make firewood to sell to others. Not everyone was attacked at night; many people died simply because they didn't have fire and watched helplessly as they died under negative conditions.
Making torches requires a source of fire. You either need a furnace or a job like Fenglan, or you can buy them on the trading platform. However, there are very few people making them right now, so some people buy them cheaply while others sell them at high prices.
Feng Lan wasn't the only one, nor the last; she was simply doing her best. Of course, if anyone survived because of these torches, that would be even better.
After posting the message on the forum, Feng Lan's private messages were buzzing again. She ignored them and focused on making torches. She first put the 17 torches she had just made up up for sale, and they sold out in a second.
Feng Lan's heart tightened. She knew that her torches were just a drop in the ocean compared to the other players, so she made torches even faster, putting 10 on the trading platform as soon as she made them. Her numb and practiced way of doing it made Feng Lan feel like she was back in the days before the apocalypse when she played the supermarket simulator, where it was also a similar assembly line process.
"It feels like I've been working non-stop since I entered the game..." Feng Lan muttered to herself in a moment of distraction, questioning her life choices.
(One last reminder: these Molotov cocktails are very dangerous. Lanlan made a simplified version. If someone without experience makes one and lights it, it might explode before they can even throw it away. It's very dangerous. Do not try to imitate the scenes in the novel.)