Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

This fusion card had been the thing that Ed needed most.

Moreover, its function was simple. It would bind another system into his mind, similar to the check-in system.

After doing so, he would no longer be limited to trading only in the cabin. He would be able to directly open the trading list through the system at any time and perform trades immediately.

Of course, this did not mean that the cabin could be dismantled. If it was, there would be no medium for the items to travel to.

Without any hesitation, Ed used the fusion card. In less than a moment, the system was successfully bound. From now on, wherever he went, he would still be able to trade with other survivors through this system, which was a great convenience.

In other words, Ed could now completely rely on his mind to complete a series of operations.

The sun slowly rose.

Today’s breakfast was corn yet again, but because the quality of the corn was so good, no matter how much he ate, he had not yet grown to be tired of it.

Little Treasure’s appetite was also growing day by day, and Ed was happy to provide. After all, only when it was full would it have the energy to search for treasure.

He would have to rely on the little squirrel to search for any treasures hidden in the forest during their upcoming trip, which would grant him a great harvest with a single swing of the axe.

Soon, the two of them finished a full meal.

“Sigh, I don’t know when I’ll be able to change into new clothes.”

Ed looked down helplessly at his body. The initially white shirt now had a few tears, and there were numerous stains on it that could probably not be washed off, traces left behind by logging.

There was not much water to begin with. While he was comfortable, he could not be so extravagant as to use precious water to wash his clothes every day.

The soles of the shoes he was wearing had been worn flat. Even a small part of the heel had cracked.

“Let’s go!” Ed shouted.

Little Treasure jumped onto his shoulder.

The man and the squirrel left behind the small wooden cabin as they walked into the forest.

Ed held the axe firmly in his right hand. Of course, it would be needed to cut wood. After all, the trees in the forest had grown into clusters, making it difficult to traverse the land.

Yet with the axe in hand, he had the world. Using the axe, Ed simply knocked down all his obstacles. Like a bulldozer, he continued to march forward.

This time, he did not activate the special function of his axe, the Flames of Hell.

The reason was simple. He was no longer at his cabin. If he used the skill, he may be leaving traces to be discovered by other survivors. If that happened, the situation could become extremely dangerous.

He wasn’t too worried about his safety, but the things planted around his land were too valuable. If he were to be invaded, he would not be able to protect much.

Therefore, it was better to be safe.

Pausing briefly amidst the dense foliage, Ed allowed Little Treasure to roam free. In a short while, the squirrel had disappeared. He didn’t have to worry about it getting lost. Little Treasure could sense his location, and he could also sense its location. This was a benefit of having gotten it from the system.

Such problems were conveniently solved.

The more pressing issue was the sky. As it turned dark, the strange moonlight would undoubtedly emerge once again.

Although his overall physical fitness had improved a lot, and he wielded a demonic axe, he couldn’t rely fully on them. Besides, other than the terrifying trees, there were also bound to be beasts hidden in the bushes, or various other monsters.

Ed didn’t let his guard down. He had decided to remain 120% alert every day, preparing himself to deal with the unknown dangers.

It was always good to be careful.



An hour soon passed.

Squeak squeak!

Hearing Little Treasure’s voice, Ed immediately ran over with his axe.

What it had meant was simple: it had found a treasure tree hole.

Ed cut it down in a slash.

The resources that dropped were not new. Even so, it was better to have them than not.

Sure enough, the deeper one ventured into the forest, the more resources they could find. In just an hour, they had stumbled upon a treasure tree hole.

After less than thirty minutes, Little Treasure found another treasure tree hole, which more than pleased Ed. He let it wander around here for a while longer, but it didn’t find any more.

That made sense. Regardless, treasure tree holes were a precious resource. If they could be found so easily, they would be worthless.

Swish!

Ed cut down one tree after another.

With his axe, it was as if he was in a no man’s land. Wherever he went, destruction followed, the trees crashing from the power of his axe.

Although it was indeed much more difficult to chop them down now compared to before, it was still quite easy to do so as they continued to crumble before the diamond-quality axe.

The sky gradually darkened.

Noticing this, Ed prepared to go back.

He wasn’t confident enough in his current condition to deal with the potential dangers lurking in the forest.

Squeak squeak squeak!

Just as he had been about to call Little Treasure back, it seemed to have found something, running toward him as it squeaked.

“You mean you found something?”

Judging from its tone, Ed grew quite excited, as it seemed that it had encountered something interesting. This aroused his curiosity. What could have made this animal get so excited?

“Let’s go.”

Just like that, Ed trailed behind Little Treasure, running in the direction that it had pointed out.

What surprised him was that the squirrel, even though it had been fed so well by him, had not become slower in traversing through the forest. Contrary to that, it had actually grown faster, jumping from tree trunk to tree trunk as nimbly as a martial artist.

Ed had lost it a few times. Had it not been for the squirrel occasionally stopping to wait for him, he would have lost his way.

He had somewhat adapted to the rhythm of running in the forest. Now, he did not need Little Treasure to wait for him as much, and could just barely keep up with its pace. It was just that he was not as fast as the scurrying squirrel, but he was not too bad.

Ed and Little Treasure grew tired as they ran. They paused briefly to drink some water he had brought along and eat a few apples, replenishing their strength. Then, they continued to run in that direction.

After a period of time, Little Treasure stopped running.

Squeak squeak.

It’s voice had fallen softer.

Ed walked forward cautiously as he pushed aside the clump of grass in front of him.

“What’s this?”