NOVEL NEXT chapter 8
`A bright sunny day, perfect for fishing and casting nets.`
`Location: Sea of Origin`
`Remaining Daylight: 8 hours.`
`Temperature: 15~25℃.`
`Wind Force: Level 1.`
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Yang Yi was fishing desperately.
Not only did he need fresh water, but he was also in urgent need of medical supplies. All of these could be obtained through fishing.
Yang Yi searched the world channel and found that someone had once fished up a common-quality medical bandage, which had the effect of accelerating healing and reducing inflammation. Although a bandage wouldn't be of much use for Yang Yi's current injuries, other medical items certainly had to exist!
He had to hurry up and fish.
【You caught a piece of rotten wood.】
【You caught a Long-legged Sardine.】
【You caught a Long-legged Sardine.】
【You caught a piece of rotten cloth.】
【.....】
"F**K!"
Yang Yi cursed, picked up a long-legged sardine, bit off its head in one go, and then swallowed it raw along with its guts and long legs. He remembered a certain survival expert once saying that as long as you remove the head, you can eat anything....
Yang Yi was starving, so he ate one as soon as he caught one. As for the fact that eating raw long-legged sardines would cause his Sanity to drop, that wasn't a problem he needed to consider right now.
When a man is about to starve to death, who gives a damn about Sanity points? When you're desperate with hunger, you'll eat anything!
After eating a few, Yang Yi made a new discovery—the decrease in Sanity would decay as the same event was repeated. For example, eating a long-legged sardine now only lowered his Sanity by 1 point, occasionally 2. If this continued, after eating a lot more of these fish, he'd probably get used to it and not lose any Sanity at all.
Moreover, his Spirit experience points were increasing rapidly. The growth in Spirit seemed to be related to his Sanity being stimulated.
After another 2 hours of fishing, Yang Yi felt his body getting worse. His wounds became unbearably itchy. He gritted his teeth and forced himself not to scratch, to avoid worsening the infection. At the same time, due to diarrhea, he had lost a large amount of water and salt. Coupled with a fever, his vision gradually became blurry, and he felt top-heavy.
【Status: Injured / Corpse Toxin Infection (Moderate, Fever) / Food Poisoning (Mild, Diarrhea)】
"Just a little longer, I'll definitely be able to fish up some life-saving medicine!"
Yang Yi forced himself to stay alert and continued to fish, finally catching something he hadn't seen before.
【You caught an Eyeball Fruit.】
It was an eyeball, the size of a fist, and it could blink.
【Name: Eyeball Fruit】
【Description: Although its appearance is bizarre, it is a fruit from the abyss. Slightly sweet, it can supplement vitamins, salt, and water.】
Without a word, Yang Yi bit into it. Black pulp splattered out, and the eyeball fruit in his hand trembled slightly.
【Your Sanity has decreased by 2.】
Although this fruit was terrifying, it tasted much better than the sardines. The flesh inside was grainy and slightly sweet. Yang Yi ate every last bit.
After eating the eyeball fruit, Yang Yi felt much more comfortable. The diarrhea had basically stopped, but the corpse toxin infection was still there.
Could it be that fishing won't yield medicine for corpse toxin? Impossible! A true angler can catch anything!
But by nightfall, he still hadn't caught any medical items. He did, however, catch one bottle of fresh water. His harvest was as follows:
【Eyeball Fruit X2, Long-legged Sardine X8, Wood X10, Cloth X9, Puffercyst X1, Fresh Water 1L】
He had eaten everything else. This 1L of fresh water was one unit and could be stored in the ship's hold, but a container was needed to take it out. This ship's hold was not a physical concept. Resources like wood, cloth, fresh water, and steel were stored as invisible data and could be retrieved when needed.
Yang Yi's mouth was dry. He had already downed a third of the 1.5L Nongfu Spring bottle. He had to drink sparingly; the drop rate for fresh water was not high.
When night fell, Yang Yi dared not linger on the deck. He finished fishing and returned to the captain's quarters. As was his routine, he placed the flintlock by his side and lay down on the bed to sleep. But the fever and the infected wounds tormented him relentlessly...
This was destined to be a sleepless night, and there was also the nightmare curse....
Unable to sleep, Yang Yi opened the chat channel to look. It was still lively. But a careful person would notice that the channel no longer displayed the number of online players. The dead make no sound, disappearing without a whisper....
"I just made two spears. If that skeleton dares to come tonight, I'll make it drop some loot!"
"Bro, have you never played a game? Don't you know skeletons have no flesh and have natural piercing resistance? You'd be better off swinging your fists than using a spear!"
"Buying steel! Still need 982 units. PM me for details!"
"Heart of Steel, you little brat, you're not dead yet?"
"Damn it! Even if all of you die, your grandpa here won't!"
"Your ship speed is 5 knots, how did you outrun the black fog?"
"I'll tell you if you give me steel!"
"Keep it to yourself! This lord doesn't want to know!"
"....."
Far behind all the other ships, a steel warship was running for its life. Not far behind it was the black fog, closing in at a speed of ten knots. The sea was full of schools of fish, equally terrified of this black fog, fleeing frantically.
A portly, middle-aged man stood on the bridge, bearded and unshaven, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his hands on the helm. Although he acted arrogant and carefree in the chat, in reality, he was scared to death. A moment's carelessness and he would lose his life. Chatting was one of the few ways he could release stress.
His ship had ample supplies, infinite ammunition, and astonishing durability. Its only drawback was that it was too slow; it would be caught by the black fog. And his starting position was very close to the black fog.
Fortunately, heaven had not sealed all paths. His ship had a giant whale-harpoon gun, a type of harpoon that was very difficult to pull out once it pierced the body of a giant sea creature. He was now looking for his next target, to let this sea giant drag him along to increase his ship's speed.
"Damn it, can't this stupid fish last a little longer? Such poor stamina?"
He reeled in the harpoon and aimed for the next target, trying to pick one that was fast-swimming and large. Thanks to this, he had only slept for three hours so far. The rest of his time was spent looking for targets; after all, these giant fish would also bleed, get tired, and die... As for the fish that were foolish enough to attack him, he would teach them what firepower suppression was, and what the cannons of civilization were!
The next day.
Yang Yi woke with difficulty, his head splitting. He «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» didn't know when he had fallen asleep, only that he had dreamt of something unpleasant that made him want to vomit.
This ship was worse than he had thought. If there were no other means to restore his stamina, his gaming efficiency would be greatly reduced. After resting for a whole night, his stamina had only recovered by 30.
And the corpse toxin infection had also worsened. His wounds no longer itched, only a slight stinging pain remained. This was not a good sign..... And the wounds had a disgusting, fishy smell, like a fish that had been dead for a long time, the exact same smell as that Drowned.
The human immune system was no match for corpse toxin!
His attributes, including Strength, Agility, and Constitution, had all decreased by 2, putting him in a weakened state!
But Yang Yi did not despair. He had experienced a far worse situation than this—being paralyzed in bed for five years.
He walked out of the captain's quarters, went to the main cabin, ate two eyeball fruits and a few long-legged sardines for breakfast, and then continued to fish.
Today, his luck was good. He caught an eyeball fruit right at the start.
【You caught an Eyeball Fruit.】
【You caught a Long-legged Sardine.】
【You caught a rotten piece of wood.】
【You caught....】
Yang Yi's vision went black. He collapsed on the deck corridor, falling into unconsciousness.