Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 677 My World (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader ink)

Obtained: [Oak Log] ×32
We have enough materials for now; it's time to upgrade our tools!
He needs a pickaxe to dig deeper.

Fang Yu returned to the workbench, selected several sturdy wooden planks, and arranged them in an upright "T" shape.

Synthesis: [Wooden Pickaxe]×1
Holding a wooden pickaxe, Fang Yu immediately began a new exploration.

He found a rocky area exposed on the shore.

It was a small hillside made up of gray, equally angular stones.

He swung his wooden pickaxe and forcefully chiseled down on a round stone block!
Clang! Clang! Clang!

A much heavier, metallic clanging sound, quite different from the sound of striking wood, rang out.

Each swing of the wooden pickaxe consumed more of his strength, and the wooden handle seemed to groan under the strain.

But this time, it was even faster.

After about seven or eight strikes, accompanied by a hard cracking sound, the original huge round stone block turned into several small floating round stone models and a few scattered dust particles, which fell into Fang Yu's hand.

Obtained: [Round Stone] ×1
That's it!

Stone!

Another leap forward on the road to survival!
Fang Yu suppressed his excitement and dug with all his might, quickly collecting enough round stones.

Returning to his workbench, he took out the cobblestone and carefully replaced the pickaxe head with this sturdy new material, arranging it in a "T" shape as before.

Crafting: [Stone Pickaxe] x1
When you hold this heavy tool with a pickaxe made of solid gray stone in your hand, a solid sense of security arises spontaneously.

Although it's just a stone pickaxe, in this terrifying start, it represents true mining ability, the possibility of unlocking underground resources and building shelters!
As the sun sets, the enormous, square-shaped red sun slowly disappears into the pixelated horizon, painting the world a hazy yellow hue once more.

The warmth quickly faded, as if reminding him of the horror of the previous night.

Fang Yu leaned on his stone pickaxe, rubbing his arm which ached so much he could barely lift it, and looked at the fruits of his labor that afternoon—a pile of wood and stones neatly stacked next to the workbench.

Exhaustion washed over me like a tidal wave, accompanied by an intense, unbearable hunger.

He let out a long breath and muttered to himself as the sunlight was about to disappear, "Although I'm starving, at least I have this pickaxe."

He looked down at the flat grassy area and soft soil blocks at his feet, and a most primitive and conservative plan for spending the night took shape in his mind.

"We can't be exposed to the elements, it's too dangerous. There's no time to build a house tonight, and no food to replenish our supplies."

A hint of helplessness and determination flashed in his eyes. "I'll dig a hole and bury myself to get some sleep, just to survive. When it gets light tomorrow, I'll definitely find a way to kill a chicken!"

Filling their stomachs became the next life-or-death goal.

"That's it!"

He took a deep breath and prepared to bend down and start digging the blocks of earth beneath his feet.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the surface of the soil—

bass!
A cold, sharp, and androgynous electronic notification sound, seemingly ringing directly in the depths of his brain, exploded in his ears without warning!

Immediately following the sound, two enormous lines of square Chinese characters, almost obscuring half his vision, composed of dark, blood-red pixels, with dynamic effects resembling dripping blood at the edges, abruptly hovered in mid-air directly above his head:

Blood Moon Descends

Fang Yu's body suddenly stiffened, as if frozen by the coldest ice.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins from extreme fear and shock, staring intently at the four shocking, blood-red characters.

The buzzing system notification sound seemed to still be vibrating and roaring inside his skull, and together with the notification of the blood moon's descent, it instantly shattered the little bit of security he had just built up for barely surviving!

"A Blood Moon?!"

Fang Yu's voice was dry, distorted, and almost out of tune. A chill, even more profound than when he faced hundreds or thousands of zombies burning in the sunlight last night, shot straight from his spine to his head!
"Holy crap! This isn't the original Minecraft survival game! This is a freakish Minecraft modded version!"

Panic and despair surged like a tidal wave, completely shattering the dam of reason he had just built.

The difficulty of survival has suddenly soared to the abyss level!
"Ow—"

"Ughhhhh!" Almost at the same second that the blood-red words appeared, the entire silent pixel forest instantly erupted in chaos!
Countless low, frenzied roars rose from all directions, a hundred times more intense and a hundred times more frenzied than the night before!
The enormous shadows cast by the originally gentle, blocky trees seemed to writhe and twist in the eerie red light of the blood moon.

Boom! Boom!

The solid ground beneath our feet suddenly trembled violently!

Fang Yu stumbled and looked down in horror—

The ground less than two meters in front of him trembled violently, and the soft grassy patches rolled and cracked like boiling water! One after another, deathly gray hands with black and broken nails, like rotten bamboo shoots, densely packed and eagerly pierced through the soil, struggling to claw upwards!

"Holy crap!!!" Fang Yu's hair stood on end, and his scalp tingled! These weren't just a few zombies; this was clearly a horde of corpses crawling out of hell!
Without the slightest hesitation, the instinct for survival overwhelmed everything! He leaped backward, practically tumbling and scrambling to avoid the frantically writhing "jungle of arms." Just as he regained his footing, what he saw made his blood almost freeze—

puff! puff! puff! puff!
The muddy ground within a radius of tens of meters was like a boiling porridge pot! Countless gray-green zombie heads and torsos with swollen and cracked skin broke free of the soil and struggled to emerge from the ground!

Their empty eye sockets gleamed with an eerie dark light under the blood moon's crimson glow, greedily locking onto Fang Yu, the only living creature.

"Uh!!!"

"Ouch——!"

Hundreds of bloodthirsty roars merged into a symphony of death!

Run! If you don't run, you'll be torn to pieces!

"Holy shit!" Fang Yu cursed the world's ultimate malice as he ran away at top speed!
He squeezed out the last bit of air from his lungs, bursting forth with unprecedented speed, fleeing desperately in the direction away from the horde of zombies.

Behind it, a tidal wave of gray-green death surges forth!
Their speed seemed to be much faster than last night under the blessing of the blood moon, with heavy dragging sounds, greedy roars, and the rustling of their bodies against the grass.
Fang Yu dared not turn around, feeling only a burning pain in his lungs and a leaden heaviness in his legs, each step he took feeling like he was struggling to escape from a quagmire.

Blood-red moonlight enveloped the pixelated forest, outlining the desperate figures of the fugitives and the relentless, overwhelming, distorted silhouettes of the pursuers.

Run! Keep running!
Time stretched out endlessly amidst fear and exhaustion.

I don't know how long we ran, maybe an hour?
Fang Yu felt his vision go black, and his legs felt as if all the bones had been removed, so weak that he could barely support his body. Every breath felt like a knife cutting him.

He couldn't run anymore! His body's instincts had reached their limit!
He managed a quick glance back—behind him, illuminated by the crimson light of the blood moon, the writhing, gray-green, terrifying wave of terror had not been shaken off; instead, it appeared even more boundless due to the expansive view, silently and resolutely rushing towards him!

A chilling despair shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, Fang Yu's blood almost turned cold—there was no way to shake this off! No shelter, no cover, in this damn open field, he would be overwhelmed sooner or later!
"No, no, we have to think of something."

My mind was a complete blank, with only one last rudimentary but potentially effective thought remaining—downward!
Hide! Bury underground! Even if it's just to cling to life for a few more minutes!
The will to survive overcame exhaustion.

He suddenly stopped and stumbled towards the nearest grass block.

"Open it up for me!!!" Fang Yu roared, his eyes bloodshot, and with the last bit of strength, he smashed the pickaxe down onto the patch of grass!

Benedict!
There was no time to feel the numbness and pain in my hands; all that was left in my mind was the instinct to "destroy the blocks."

At the last moment, when the zombie horde was only a dozen meters away under the blood moon—

Click!

The grass block shattered and bounced up! He grabbed the small block resource without even looking at it and threw it into his invisible "backpack".

Then they began a frenzied digging into the exposed dirt blocks below!
Benedict!
The dirt blocks break even faster!
A shallow pit, about two square blocks in size, has appeared!

Without hesitation, he rolled inside without even looking!

Before he could even catch his breath, Fang Yu caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye that the zombie's rotting fingers were almost reaching his fluttering clothes!
"Screening cap! Screening cap!"

He screamed inwardly, frantically pulling out a small block of dirt he'd shoveled up while digging for grass, and aimed it at the hole above his head—

"Place!" Driven by thought, the dirt block was placed instantly!

puff.

A faint beam of blood moonlight vanished as the grass block disappeared, leaving Fang Yu completely enveloped in a narrow, damp darkness filled with the strong smell of earth.

world.

It felt like being isolated.

(End of this chapter)