Raft for All: I'm guaranteed to get a golden affix when I upgrade!

Chapter 48 Divination of Destiny! Auspicious Direction!

Xiao Zheng did not respond.

The hook flew out again.

This time it was a barrel 280 meters away, almost out of sight. The rope was stretched taut in the air, nearly 300 meters from end to end.

Click.

It's back.

Lin Xiaoya opened her mouth, then swallowed back what she wanted to say. What should she say? Say how amazing she was? She'd said it twenty times already; she was tired of it.

She lowered her head and continued dismantling.

The sun climbed higher and higher. The temperature on the deck rose sharply.

Lin Xiaoya squatted among the pile of supplies, unpacking boxes, her forehead covered in sweat. Her white shirt was already soaked through, clinging to her back and waist, the fabric becoming semi-transparent, revealing her skin and contours underneath.

She raised her hand to wipe her forehead, and her shirt slipped down halfway from her shoulder, revealing a large expanse of skin soaked in sweat.

She didn't notice.

They were busy prying a piece of glass out of the bottom of the bucket.

He leaned forward, bending down to reach the innermost corner of the bucket. The collar of his shirt was ripped open by the movement, and it drooped down.

Xiao Zheng just turned his head.

At a glance.

He looked away and paused for a moment.

"Be careful to protect yourself from the sun. Your shoulders got sunburned yesterday."

Lin Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously lowered her head.

She saw everything, down to how open her neckline was.

He froze.

His face flushed red from his neck to his ears, and he suddenly clutched his chest with both hands, then slumped to the side and landed on the deck. His back slammed against a pile of planks with a dull thud.

"How long have you been watching?!"

"That glance just now."

"fraud!"

Xiao Zheng has already turned back to continue casting his hook.

"Hurry up and dismantle it; we still need over a hundred boards."

Lin Xiaoya sat on the deck for a long time, but the redness on her face wouldn't go down. She pulled her shirt tighter, clenched the collar, and sullenly squatted back down in front of the supplies pile.

The unpacking speed was twice as fast as before.

It wasn't that I was more motivated; it was that I was too afraid to bend over anymore. I kept my back straight the whole time, using my hands to scoop things out of the bucket. My posture was incredibly awkward, but I absolutely refused to let my collar open even a fraction of an inch.

Xiao continued sweeping ahead.

Twenty-five. Thirty. Thirty-five.

Floating objects within a 300-meter radius are disappearing at a visible rate.

Supply bins, driftwood, plastic bottles, seaweed clumps, and rags.

Everything that floated on the sea surface was pulled onto the deck without exception by that plastic hook.

By the time she got to the fortieth bucket, Lin Xiaoya was no longer shocked.

She unpacked the boxes without a change in expression, stacked the wooden boards without a change in expression, and piled up the glass without a change in expression.

numb.

I'm completely numb.

Twenty minutes later, Xiao Zheng reeled in his hook.

It's not that he's tired.

Within a 300-meter radius, the sea surface was completely clean, without even a single seaweed remaining.

Everything that floated on the water, whether useful or not, was piled up on the deck into a small mountain.

To drain a pond to catch all the fish.

In the literal sense.

Xiao Zheng walked over and rummaged through the pile of supplies.

Let's calculate it.

Lin Xiaoya squatted down next to the pile of wooden planks, counting them on her fingers.

"Four hundred and thirty-two planks. Thirty-one pieces of glass. Eighteen metal sheets. Forty-six ropes."

She finished giving the number and looked up.

Xiao was mentally reviewing the situation.

The original inventory of wooden planks was 1,280, plus 432 newly salvaged, totaling 1,712 planks. Building a house requires 800 planks, and expanding by 50 square meters will require another 250 planks, leaving 662 planks.

Barely enough. But after it's built, we'll be broke.

There were originally 180 plus 31, totaling 211 pieces of glass. Two hundred are needed for building the house, leaving 11 pieces remaining.

There are 70 ropes plus 46, which equals 116 ropes. If you need 100 ropes to build a house, you'll have 16 left over.

The metal sheets are the most abundant, there are 258 of them, and only 50 are needed to build a house.

The materials were all gathered together.

But the family's basic slabs of wood, which were barely enough to survive, could burn down in a few days in the event of an emergency. Replenishing supplies would be the real problem.

Xiao Zheng stood up and walked to the edge of the deck.

The sea surface was clean and clear.

He had thoroughly looted the area within a 300-meter radius. The supply drop rate in this sea area was already low, and he had already swept away most of it along the way; now the surrounding area looked like it had been ransacked.

Replenishing supplies by simply waiting for them to respawn is not enough.

We need to change the sea area.

Which way can we go?

Blindly sailing is the stupidest approach. While sails can move a platform of 100 square meters, their speed is limited, and going in the wrong direction wastes time and energy. We need to find a new sea area with a high density of supplies and replenish our supplies all at once.

Xiao Zheng looked up at the sun in the sky.

"Senior, what's wrong?"

Lin Xiaoya noticed that he stopped what he was doing and peeked out from behind the pile of supplies.

"The entire area within 300 meters has been scooped up."

Lin Xiaoya looked around. There was indeed nothing on the sea; the area between the water and the sky was barren, and there wasn't even a trace of a floating object.

"Then... wait for it to refresh?"

"Too slow."

"What should we do then?"

Xiao Zheng did not answer.

He walked to the center of the deck, facing due east, and closed his eyes.

A thought crossed my mind.

The gold-level entry 【Destiny】 has been activated.

Four bamboo sticks came to mind.

Xiao Zhengxian locked onto the due north direction.

The thought had barely formed when the first bamboo skewer appeared.

It was entirely black, with two blood-red characters engraved on it.

[The worst possible divination result.]

A near-death experience, a hellish inferno. A lone star cursed by fate, surrounded by enemies on all sides.

Immediately afterwards, a line of supplementary information seeped out from the bamboo skewer.

Three hundred meters to the north, a deep abyss surges. A mutated sea king lurks beneath the surface, its hunting radius covering the entire shipping route. This journey is a one-way trip.

Xiao Zheng's eyelid twitched.

Sea King variant.

Just hearing the name is exciting enough. Anything that can be given the prefix "Sea King" by the system must be at least elite level or higher, and might even be rare or higher.

A direct confrontation with a sea king?

They think they have too long a life.

The second direction is due west.

The bamboo skewers floated to the surface; they were entirely grayish-white and completely dull.

[Winner of the lottery.]

The current should be gentle and steady, and stillness is preferable to movement.

Additional information: [Within a radius of fifty miles to the west, the Dead Sea is deserted. No resource spawn points, no signs of biological activity. Time wasted, nothing gained.]

It's a waste of time and energy. Going west is like driving an empty car fifty miles on the open sea, not even catching a single seaweed.

The third direction is due south.

The bamboo skewers gleamed with a faint yellow light.

[Auspicious fortune.]

Good fortune shines upon us, and the winds are favorable. Though there may be some setbacks, we will escape danger.

There is a scattered supply zone about two kilometers south, which can provide a small amount of planks and basic materials. There is no significant threat or special opportunity.

better than nothing.

However, the description of "a small amount of wooden planks" is practically meaningless to someone who has just thoroughly searched a 300-meter radius area and urgently needs to replenish thousands of units of supplies.

The last direction.

Due east.

Xiao Zheng focused all his attention on it.

The moment the bamboo skewer appeared, the entire skewer burst forth with a rich purple-gold light.

[A very auspicious fortune.]

Auspicious purple clouds rise from the east, untouched by calamities. A hidden dragon emerges from the abyss, riding the clouds and water.