Digging To Survive: I Can See Hints Chapter 27
Advertisement
[Excellent Runic Pot Blueprint: It's a daily runic device. By adding soil into it, seeds can be planted. There's no need for fertilizer, and plants can grow quickly.]
Klein learned the blueprint and opened the synthesis list to quickly take a look.
There were four main materials: iron, stone, copper, and earth runes.
One of the earth runes was required, and the conditions were just right.
Klein hesitated for a moment and didn't choose to produce it.
At the moment, the seeds he had on hand were the Fluorescent Grass and Cold Play Grass.
He had obtained them from his previous collection of Fluorescent Grass, as well as the stock of Jack and Tom.
However, regardless of whether it was the Fluorescent Grass or Cold Play Grass, they could be easily exchanged on the market.
Money was about to arrive.
If he used one earth rune to plant two types of grass, the cost-benefit ratio would be too low.
Black Vine seeds were more or less the same. At the very least, they could produce sweet and sour fruits.
However, there were no Black Vine seeds on the market.
Klein thought for a moment and said, "I'll leave them for now. If I find fruit seeds in the future, I'll make them. At the very least, they have to be vegetables."
"I'll open the copper treasure chest first."
Klein walked to the corner.
Under the fire, the copper treasure chest was only blackened. There wasn't much of a problem overall.
The inspection was flawless.
[System notification: Copper Treasure Chest+1]
[System notification: Wind Runes+2]
[System notification: Soap+1]
'I'm pretty lucky!'
'I actually got two wind runes.'
'The soap isn't bad either.'
'It can improve the quality of life.'
Klein happily put it away.
He didn't decompose the copper treasure chest.
Advertisement
There were quite a few small items now, and they could be placed in a chest.
There was no shortage of copper resources anyway.
After dealing with the treasure chest, he continued to plunder the ground.
There were plants in the original catacomb, but they were burned clean.
Even the wooden blocks weren't completely preserved. They were turned into charcoal.
[Iron+2, Stone+4, Charcoal+6.]
Five more crossbow bolts were collected.
The next catacombs are on the right.
Klein took out a medium-sized map.
The map indicated that there was a dangerous crypt creature in the catacomb on the right.
Klein focused his gaze and a golden prompt appeared.
[Congratulations! There was an iron treasure chest in the catacombs on the right. A few hours ago, the foolish crypt creature choked itself to death.]
Klein was dumbfounded.
Choked to death?
Alright.
It was just as well that there was no danger.
Klein picked up the shovel and dug to the right.
His speed was extremely fast.
After a while, Klein arrived at the eighteenth catacomb.
This catacomb wasn't boxy, but a zigzag.
Klein took out his machete.
After circling half a circle, he saw a huge corpse lying on the ground.
A huge snake!
Its body was green with patterns.
It was five meters long and as thick as an arm.
There was a faint stench of decay in the air.
Its throat was bulging, and it was unknown what it had swallowed.
[Floret Snake: Violent, likes a cool environment and loiters in the subterranean caves. Likes eating sand, and its corpse will quickly decompose after death.]
[Ability: Binding]
[Weakness: Not very smart]
[Danger Factor: 24]
Klein read the illustrated description and immediately guessed at a possibility.
Probably choked on the dirt.
"No wonder it was judged to be stupid," Kline said.
Advertisement
He went to the front of the snake and looked through its open mouth.
"It really is."
A lump of earth was big enough and hard enough.
The snake ate the whole thing.
Then, he dissected it.
The snake was dissected into 10 pieces of meat, 400 ml of blood, and 1 piece of skin.
The blood and flesh were not fresh.
After the snake died, its corpse would quickly decompose. After an hour, the blood and flesh would have a faintly fishy smell.
However, according to the description, it was edible.
The blood of the snake was harmless and had no effect.
The description of the meat was that it tasted bad but could satisfy hunger. Its nutritional value was also extremely low.
Because it wasn't fresh, there was a chance of a stomachache after eating it.
'I'll throw it into the trading market.'
With the principle of not wasting it, Klein opened the trading market once again.
Once again, he saw Rogers put up a sale.
This time, he put it up a fire rune for sale.
It required an internal mass of more than 1,000 grams.
For the flesh of the Floret Snake, 300 grams per unit was more than enough.
"Since there's a risk involved, I'll give you two more pieces."
Klein chose to trade five pieces of Floret Snake meat.
He successfully obtained the fire rune.
Klein casually glanced at it and used the remaining Dog Spider meat to exchange for a blueprint of an ordinary leather glove and an exquisite blanket.
The rest...
No one on the market collected beast blood. They only collected water.
'I can only put it up and sell it.'
As Klein was thinking, a private message box popped up.
There were three main types of private messages that popped up on their own.
The first type had a keyword set.
The second type was that both parties had just spoken to each other and had replied to each other's messages.
The third type was that both sides had conducted transactions, making it easier for buyers and sellers to communicate.
Rogers 178.23: "Boss, you just traded me a roasted spider. The taste was so sour and it was exploding in my mouth! Now, you gave me a snake that might cause stomach pain!"
Could you blame him?
This guy was the one who had put it up for transaction.
And there was only a chance that the snake would give you a stomachache. Maybe you'll get lucky?
Advertisement
Awakening: Prodigy
The Awakening changed the face of reality itself. A cataclysm of dimensional proportions, the event unleashed all manner of demonic beasts upon the world of man and left humanity's scattered survivors trapped in an endless battle for survival. That's a battle Council Academy all-star Seth Wright learned the hard way, barely surviving his first encounter with demonic entities. Now aware of the peril mankind faces, he's desperate to learn what he must to defeat them - but the only person willing to help him is veteran demon hunter Astral Daamon, and only so she can pursue her own investigation into corruption within the walls of the Council Academy. But what they uncover together is far more terrifying than mere conspiracy - challenging everything Seth thought he knew about fighting demons. Beneath the foundations of the academy itself, an ancient and malevolent evil is stirring from its slumber - and unless Seth is willing to sacrifice what he believes could protect humanity from annihilation, this demon will rise and devour everyone he cares about. Seth is being forced to weigh the lives of his classmates against the fate of humanity. When the moment comes, will he make the right decision?
8 135Harbinger of Destruction (an EVP LitRPG)
Hirrus Callabryn is cursed. Afflicted. Infected. He’s also aware. For once. After a player-led event turns his once peaceful town into a band of ravenous monsters, Hirrus obtains a sentience usually unobtainable by non-player characters. It might be a gift of the gods, or a mistake, but Hirrus doesn’t care. It means he can track down and find the players responsible and stop them from doing it again. Thing is, players don’t like their plans being interrupted. And in this game, there’s no resurrection until the weekly reset. Will Hirrus be able to cut a path of destruction across the land to get his revenge, or will the players be able to overwhelm him and bring him to justice?
8 235Wretched Brood
I knew I was different from the beginning. I wanted nothing to do with those simpletons that valued only food, drink, and women. So I distanced myself from my brood, not considering myself a goblin. I even tried to become one of the humans, befriending some in the process. I thought that I’d live a relatively happy life as a “human” adventurer, albeit behind a wooden mask. At that time I didn’t know that I’d soon become the enemy of all humanoid races, a being that was despised and feared by all intelligent creatures. The calamity called “Scourge.”
8 196World Wonderer
Mari was happily whisking up some butterscotch slice when our story suddenly whisks her into another world. You'd think it'd be the beginning of another classic Isekai adventure, but it soon becomes clear that things won't be so easy...Her nerdy-teenage-genius summoner has trapped her in his room, no one speaks English, and Mari's gut is NOT prepared for a whole new world of bacteria. Can Mari overcome the travel diarrhea, learn a whole new language and escape before she develops Stockholm syndrome? Most of all, can she learn to flourish in a world so different, yet so similar to her own? ****** Author note: This story is written in response to all the unrealistic, plot-armour Isekais out there. I believe that adventures are more fun when there are unexpected surprises and challenges to be had. That said, this is my virgin voyage into writing an ongoing fiction, so please take care of me @[email protected] Constructive critisms, suggestions and typos in the comments would be most appreciated! Respectfully, Mhm
8 208Drops
Kidnapped from his country home as a child and raised by powerful government authorities, a young man born with hydrocyrokinetic abilities poses a serious threat to valuable water resources on his homeland, causing everything to crash and burn. It’s not until a blossoming friendship is born after years of isolation that he must do everything he can to protect those who he has betrayed, and face his complicated past as dangerous circumstances rise in war torn Plod. ————————— This fiction is rated R. Nudity is present. Violence, profanity, trauma, suicide, mental illness, and disturbing elements are prevalent. Gore is described in graphic detail that may be disturbing. The story is very, very depressing. Do not read if you are sensitive by heavy subject matter, including themes of suicide. It is a tragedy, which means that it has dark and disturbing psychological content that is intended for a mature audience. Do not read the whole thing in one sitting, as it may be emotionally draining. Read in small sections. Do not read if you like happy, light novels. Read at your own risk. Haitian Creole and Jamaican Patois will be sprinkled in rarely from time to time. The opinions and thoughts of the characters are not mine. If you are sensitive to traumatic content, please do not read. Do not read if you are sensitive to mental illness, genocide, graphic violence, or the reality of war. I ask that while you critique this story, you do it in a respectful way. If anyone harrasses me/ tries to discourage me from writing, I will report you. All feedback, critique and suggestions are welcome; feel free to comment. I am trying to grow and improve my writing, so constructive criticism behind advanced negative reviews are appreciated. Due to the fact that I am a college student and working part time , some chapters may come a little later than usual. If anyone writes reviews that don’t have anything to help me improve the story and attack me, the author, for choosing to write about these dark themes, kindly please leave, because they should not even be reading, let alone be anywhere near anyone's fictions. I am also interested in any ideas people may have for the drafting process. In other words, if you want to tear apart my story, do it properly, please. Negative reviews that respectfully point out any plot holes, inconsistencies with my characters, or writing style are well appreciated. Anyone attacking me personally will be reported and blocked, especially as the fiction gets longer. I do not need negativity or harassment. For those who take the time out of their day to read and offer helpful feedback, I truly appreciate you all, and you are the best. You have been warned. Read at your own risk. Thank you.
8 137Parental Controls
Reeve Williams always felt more at home in vivid virtual reality than in drab real reality, partly as an escape from the very real embarrassment of her technically inept parents, Walter and Wanda. When Reeve’s parents give her a new total-immersion virtual reality system for her birthday, Reeve reluctantly agrees to show them what it’s like…just for a few minutes. But a mistake only her technophobe father would make leaves Reeve facing the prospect of spending months in the greatly accelerated, fantastically complex, brutally unforgiving game world. With her parents. Posts will be every M/W/F. If I ever decide to try to turn Parental Controls into an ebook, I won't do so in such a way that I'd need to take down what I've posted to Royal Road. Thanks for reading!
8 177