Chapter 8

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Su Bai had no interest in what the other players were talking about; he was already in his dreamland.

The good news was that it only rained tonight, and it didn’t last for long.

The bad news was that the nights at sea were very cold, and with the heavy rain, many people fell sick. Some people had already eaten up their food and were now hungry and thirsty.

Su Bai didn’t get up until the next morning and stretched his body.

Su Bai had no idea what happened last night. He only knew that it had started to rain before he went to bed.

“Will I be able to go to other players’ islands?”

No, an Island can only have one player at a time.

Su Bai asked that because he wanted to find out if anyone had died in the storm last night. If someone had died, he could go and pick up their materials.

But the system’s reply made Su Bai realize a possibility.

The system did not say that players were not allowed to visit other islands. Instead, it said that a maximum of one player could live on an island. If the players had died in the storm last night, it means there were no players on their islands.

Although it was wrong to do so, these items had already become ownerless, thus it would be a waste not to take them.

“Hey System, I’m sure some of the players didn’t make it through last night. Can I go to their Island?”

This time, the system took several minutes to respond. Su Bai almost thought the system was going to punish him.

Yes. After this, players can teleport to other islands.

After hearing the system’s reply, Su Bai was so excited that he almost jumped up.

This was even faster than fishing on his own. Many of those players must have collected a lot of materials, but they could not use them because they did not have the blueprint.

The scene in front of Su Bai began to blur and he appeared on a brand new island.

It turned out that the owner of the island had already disappeared, leaving only materials scattered on the ground.

“The game is quite considerate. After the player dies, the corpse will disappear as well.”

Even though Su Bai said that his hands didn’t stop moving.

In less than a minute, Su Bai had collected all the materials that were scattered in the morning.

“Hey System, head to the next island.”

After a moment of blurriness, Su Bai arrived at another island.

After half an hour of teleportation, Su Bai felt like he was going to throw up.

“Can’t we change the method of teleportation? Why does it have to be blurred every time before we can teleport?” Su Bai said weakly, trying to suppress the urge to vomit.

“Stop! Time Out! I need to rest for a while before I can continue. If this continues, I’m afraid I’ll pass out from teleportation.”

After collecting the things on the island, Su Bai lay on the grass and started to rest.

In the Chat, everyone began to share their situation after waking up.

[The rain last night was really heavy! When I woke up this morning, I already had a cold.]

[I’ve also caught a cold. Not only is the night cold, but it’s even colder after the rain drenched my clothes.]

[That’s because you are too weak. Although it was cold last night, I’m fine today.]

Everyone couldn’t help but roll their eyes at that player’s response.

Their physiques were already deemed good, but after ingesting the system’s food and drink, there was nothing left to consume.

It would be odd if they didn’t get sick under conditions such as hunger and cold.

[Easy for you to say. There was a gust of wind at night. Although I don’t have a cold, I still feel very uncomfortable.]

[I’m so sad. One of my friends was gone last night. I asked him about his condition before I went to bed last night, but he didn’t answer this morning no matter how many times I called.]

[Don’t be so sad. Maybe he’s still sleeping.]

[Yeah, cheer up. Maybe he’s fishing right now and doesn’t have time to reply to you.]

Everyone began to comfort the sad player.

[Your friend might really be gone because I have a friend who’s the same. He texted me last night saying that he was freezing to death. I texted him this morning, but he hasn’t replied to me yet.]

[M-My friend too, this damn weather!]

The subject became quite distressing. Although the system had warned that many would die here when The Age of Fishing began, no one anticipated a group of individuals to leave on the morning of the third day.

In an instant, everyone fell into despair, and no one in the Chat could continue.

Those who wanted to show off that they had a thatched house and were safe and sound did not dare to speak at that moment.

They were worried that they would become the target of everyone’s attack.

Such an incident really put people in a bad mood, but Su Bai continued to search for the materials left on the island after he had rested.

Su Bai spent the whole morning in constant teleporting and resting when necessary.

When it was almost noon, the system notified Su Bai that there were no more islands he could teleport to. Su Bai then returned to his own Island.

“Hey System, open the bag!”

Bag

Wooden Planks x 243, Mud x 127, Palm Leaf x 157, Dried leaf x 21, Silk Thread x 53, Stone x 8, Iron ore x 12…

After checking his bag, Su Bai realized that the people who died in the storm actually had very few supplies.

They didn’t have many resources, to begin with, and after consuming their bread and water, they couldn’t survive at all.

He didn’t find anything when he was collecting supplies in the morning, but after looking at the bag, Su Bai’s heart suddenly became heavy.

“Thank you for your gifts. I, Su Bai, thank you all here.” Su Bai kowtowed very sincerely.

Su Bai had collected a lot of wooden planks in the morning, but there was not much mud. What Su Bai wanted most was mud. The island was not small, but no one would complain about the size of their island.

It seemed that many people had used the mud to expand the area of their island.

But no matter how those loots were still materials in Su Bai’s eyes. He still used all the mud.

He opened the Craft option and crafted the 127 pieces of mud into 12 pieces of land.

At that time, his island’s area had become 5 x 8.

Su Bai suddenly recalled the 21 dried leaves in his bag. He had never seen such material before.

He had also obtained some of those dried leaves in the morning, but he didn’t have that much.