Sky Island Survival: I Have a Kunpeng Clone

He Chuan held the Cloud-Splitting Crossbow and stared at the approaching cloud boats.

Clouds entwined around him, whispering:

"My benefactor isn't Blackwing. He's from the Blue Realm, and he's in very poor condition."

It's really bad.

Those cloud boats were dilapidated, as if they had been pieced together with great difficulty.

The figure above was dressed in tattered clothes, with a look of fear and exhaustion on its face.

Their skills in piloting the cloud boat were also quite rudimentary.

It's less like sailing and more like drifting.

The jet-flow cloud dolphin, similar to the dolphin of the previous life, is one of the few cloud sea beasts that is not afraid of humans.

Moreover, they love swimming and will actively pull their small cloud boats along with just a rope.

It can be said to be the most approachable and down-to-earth cloud sea beast.

"Cai Cai, stay hidden."

He Chuan issued commands to Kunpeng through telepathy.

The giant beast beneath their feet stirred slightly, then submerged into the sea of ​​clouds, concealing its aura even more deeply.

From a distance, it appears to be a slightly larger fragment of a floating island, with some vegetation and simple buildings.

Those cloud boats finally managed to get close to the edge of the reef.

The people above saw He Chuan standing there.

Both he and Yunzhi, who was surrounded by mist and had an exquisite appearance, were stunned, their faces filled with surprise and vigilance.

"Who are you?"

A middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader asked tremblingly.

There was still a bloodstain on his face that hadn't dried.

"Blue Realm People".

He Chuan spoke succinctly, his gaze sweeping over the group of disheveled compatriots.

"What's going on with you guys?"

"It's over! It's all over!"

Another younger woman was crying.

"Our sky island was attacked by Blackwing Crows. There were too many of them; we couldn't possibly defeat them. Brother Wang and the others covered our retreat..."

"The Black-feathered Raven is invincible."

A goddess sat on a cloud boat, hugging her knees, muttering to herself with vacant eyes.

"How could we possibly defeat those thugs..."

Listening to their disjointed and desperate accounts, He Chuan understood.

This is a group of Blue Realm people who luckily escaped the Black Feather Crow attack.

The floating island was destroyed, and their companions were either killed or captured, leaving only these few wrecked ships and a handful of people who escaped to safety.

They saw this "sky island fragment" and thought they'd try their luck and find a temporary foothold.

He Chuan frowned.

His worst fears have come true.

If it's an enemy, just give Cai Cai an extra meal.

But these are all compatriots in distress.

He couldn't get over the fact that he would stand by and watch someone die.

However, their own resources were also limited. Qin Ya and Yun Zhi were fine, but suddenly there were more than a dozen mouths to feed.

He subconsciously glanced at Yunzhi beside him.

Yunzhi seemed to understand his difficulties, but she didn't respond at all. As always, she just looked at him gently.

indeed.

Ultimately, she and the other cloud demons were only staying here temporarily.

The only true islanders were him and Qin Ya.

He then looked towards the shed, where Qin Ya was nervously peeking out, her eyes filled with questions.

Depend on!

He Chuan cursed under his breath.

He wasn't the cold-blooded type after all.

"Alright, stop howling."

He Chuan interrupted their sobbing, his voice not loud.

"Since we've encountered this situation, we can't just stand by and watch you die. You can stay here, and you can leave later if you wish."

The desperate crowd fell silent, staring at him in disbelief.

"However," He Chuan's tone shifted, becoming serious, "I don't support idlers here. If you want to stay, you have to work. It's all about work; the more work you do, the more contribution points you get, and those points can be exchanged for food, water, and other necessities."

He briefly explained the concept of the "contribution point system".

The basic infrastructure of the Sky Island is now taking shape.

We urgently need manpower for tasks such as meticulous farming, livestock management, and material processing.

Each person undertakes different tasks based on their abilities and talents, earns corresponding contribution points, and then uses these contribution points to exchange for necessities for survival.

In some post-apocalyptic novels, the initial settlement construction is carried out according to this system.

Of course, this method is only applicable when the number of people is small.

If the scale and number of people exceed expectations afterward.

This system is a limitation.

However, adjustments and modifications can be made at that time.

A thin young man asked in a low voice:

How are contribution points calculated?

"The specific details will be explained to you by Qin Ya, that lady over there, later."

He Chuan pointed to Qin Ya, who was walking over.

"She's temporarily in charge here. You can call her Supervisor Qin."

Qin Ya was taken aback when she heard He Chuan's words.

He then took a deep breath, straightened his back, and tried to appear calm and reliable.

She walked over to He Chuan, cleared her throat, and began to explain methodically to the group of anxious newcomers.

Her logical ability was on full display at this moment, and she explained clearly the acquisition of contribution points, the exchange ratio, and the classification of tasks.

Ultimately, we are all modern people, and we are all from the same hometown.

Within the same education system, there is a clear understanding of these issues.

The explanation is not complicated.

He Chuan listened from the side and nodded slightly.

Letting Qin Ya manage these internal affairs was the right choice.

She is meticulous and has a solid foundation of professional knowledge, which allows her to command respect in any situation.

Most importantly, she has the status of an "islander".

In the current conception, islander status is a clear dividing line.

Used to distinguish and provide standard lines.

Significant contributions or contributions reaching a certain amount.

Only then can one be promoted to island resident.

This is crucial.

At this moment, He Chuan noticed a man in the crowd who had been silent all along.

He was probably around thirty years old, wearing a pair of glasses that were half broken. Although he looked disheveled, he didn't seem flustered.

"Who are you?"

He Chuan walked up to him and asked.

The man pushed up his broken glasses, looked up, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Gu Mingyuan. He used to work in mechanical automation, and his B-level talent is 'Firearms Expertise'."

He Chuan's eyes lit up.

Talent!

In this world, the importance of long-range weapons is self-evident.

If they had firearms, even the Blue Realm people, who are clearly inferior to other races, could exert significant combat power.

Gu Mingyuan seemed to have seen through He Chuan's thoughts and said directly:

"Give me enough materials and tools, along with the corresponding blueprint knowledge, and theoretically, I can try to reproduce some simple firearms, such as a muzzle-loading gun fired with gunpowder. In this world, the limitations on technology don't seem to be that great."

"That's enough. From now on, you will temporarily serve as the industrial director, mainly responsible for tool improvement and weapons research and development. Your contributions will be highly valued."

He Chuan made the decision on the spot.

A B-grade talent is already a very good result.

Others also registered their information and talents.

Most of them are D-level or E-level planting, harvesting, and physical enhancement, which are just average.

He Chuan wasn't disappointed; as long as he could work, that was enough.

For the time being, they could only be settled in the newly grown open space, where they simply used cloud demon cloth to set up tents to live in.

Yunzhi also sent some clean water and roasted cloud fish meat.

This temporarily calmed their emotions.

Looking at his fellow countrymen who were still in shock, He Chuan walked to the highest point of the reef and gazed at the vast sea of ​​clouds.

Yunzhi quietly appeared beside him.

"My benefactor, have you softened your heart?"

He Chuan sighed:

"It's not that I'm soft-hearted, it's just that I felt I couldn't just ignore it. After all, we're all from the Blue Realm."

"You're a good person," Yunzhi said with a smile. "Besides, there's strength in numbers."

He Chuan still didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Yunzhi suddenly looked at him and asked with a smile:

"My benefactor, you know that we cloud demons can be reborn. Do you know how many times I have been reborn?"

He Chuan turned his head to look over.

for a long time.

"Thirteen times, and on seven of those occasions, he did not live past a year."

He Chuan raised an eyebrow.

Yunzhi then looked towards the sea of ​​clouds, where the other cloud spirits were playing as usual or racing against the cloud-winged sparrows to see who was faster.

"This sea of ​​clouds is always fraught with danger. You can't save everyone."

"Haha, that reminds me."

He Chuan smiled, watching the setting sun.

"From this day forward, this place will be called Kunlun City!"