PNB Chapter 1228
Chapter 1228
Chapter 706 [Survival on a Raft] 6
As expected, the private messages started ringing incessantly. Fortunately, Feng Lan had turned off the message sound early on, otherwise it would have been deafening.
She didn't check it immediately because Fenglan's freshwater collector was finally finished.
Freshwater collector: Placed on a raft, it can collect 3-6 liters of freshwater per day, depending on the weather.
Feng Lan looked at it and placed it in front of the raft. The stern of the raft was already piled with a lot of things, but the front was empty. She was afraid that if she continued to pile things up, the raft would capsize one day.
After resting for a while, his strength recovered well. The previously empty water surface was now filled with supplies. Feng Lan spotted a bronze treasure chest and immediately took out his fishing net and threw it there. Although the fishing net couldn't directly pull up the supplies, it could at least pull them closer, and then he could cast his fishing rod more accurately and catch them more easily.
Feng Lan shrugged off, her gaze still sweeping around to see what kind of supplies had arrived, when she spotted a small black dot on the horizon. She squinted at it, and the dot grew larger and larger.
“…It’s a ship.” Feng Lan murmured, her relaxed expression immediately changing.
It was a large ship, and from a distance it didn't look like a player's raft at all. It was very fast. At first glance, Feng Lan was just a small black dot, but after a few seconds it was visibly close. The sails fluttered in the sea breeze. She watched, and in a minute or two it would be in front of her raft, which could only move with the current.
Feng Lan was tense for a moment, then closed her eyes, opened them again, looked at her meager little wooden raft, and relaxed again.
Forget about whether they were pirates or not. Her little boat—calling it a little boat is an understatement—was dirt poor. What could she possibly rob? Even if she said she was going to risk her life, Feng Lan could see from afar that there was more than one person on that boat, and the boat was much taller. Her own little raft was dirt poor, so talking about risking her life was just a joke.
She glanced at the supermarket, and the only thing that could be considered a weapon was the Molotov cocktail she had made last night. While thinking, Feng Lan looked at her fishing rod, then at the large ship that was nearby, and decided to continue fishing.
[Special Event]
While fishing, you encounter a large ship approaching from afar. Looking at this ship, you decide—
A. There's so much good stuff on the ship; I can rob it all and it's all mine.
[B. As a peace-loving child of the sea, you choose friendly communication.]
Feng Lan glanced at the large ship that had slowly approached and slowed down. The ship was very tall, and its surface shone with a faint red glow in the sunlight. It must have been some kind of protective grease. The sails were large, but there were many signs of repair on them. Most importantly, there was a bronze cannon standing on the deck that was exceptionally conspicuous!
This game makes you rob someone? Feng Lan's lips twitched. She must be out of her mind, she'd only choose option A if she wanted to die!
The slowly moving boat slowed down completely when it aligned with the raft of the wind and mist. The next second, a head popped out of the boat. The head was wrapped in a headscarf, and the long hair was braided into colorful braids. Many blue bird feathers were interspersed in the braids as decorations, which shimmered in the sunlight. The clothes were bright, and the clothes were a bit like short sleeves and a bit like ancient short clothes. The exposed skin was a deep wheat color, and there were many healed light-colored scars.
A pair of round, black almond-shaped eyes darted around before settling on Feng Lan, who was fishing. Seeing Feng Lan's shabby wooden raft, she hesitated for a moment, her gaze lingering on the furnace and workbench for a second or two before returning to Feng Lan. Seeing that she was dressed neatly and had a rosy complexion, she scratched her head, clearly conflicted. Feng Lan didn't interrupt, but just looked at her. Finally, the young girl spoke up.
"Hello, Son of the Sea, our ship has run into some problems and needs repairs. Do you have any spare planks or metal that we can trade? Um, any other supplies would be even better."