Desert Island Infrastructure: Claiming the System Brings Many Blessings

Qin Chuan rested for a while in the mezzanine space.

My mental strength has recovered to about 60%, and my physical strength has recovered to 90%.

He's in good enough shape to handle the rest of the journey. Unless he encounters another monster like Bataan, he can handle most of the ordinary troubles.

Qin Chuan stood up and stretched his body.

My lumbar spine cracked, and half of my lower back went numb. I'd been sitting on the metal floor for too long.

He walked to the crack he had crawled through earlier and squeezed out sideways.

Return to the strata of the metal mountains.

Qin Chuan didn't rush to go up. He first summoned the three-meter-tall ancient sword demon, and then scanned the area with his Rinnegan.

Within five kilometers, it is safe.

Within 10 kilometers, it is safe.

Within 20 kilometers, it is safe.

Qin Chuan gradually expanded the scanning range: thirty kilometers, forty kilometers, fifty kilometers, sixty kilometers.

Sixty kilometers is the limit of the Rinnegan's detection range.

There was no signal from Bataan within the entire area.

"They're gone." Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Bataan must have left after bombing around without finding anyone. A mid-level Food God's time is precious; they wouldn't waste an entire day on a low-level human insect like a beginner Food God.

Qin Chuan controlled the ancient sword demon, traveling towards the ground.

We moved slowly and remained vigilant.

A few minutes later, the sword demon's head burst through the ground.

Qin Chuan emerged from the side of a half-collapsed metal mountain.

The sight before him stunned him for a moment.

A large section of the metal mountain range was destroyed by the bombing.

Within a radius of several kilometers, the once-standing metal peaks had all collapsed. Debris was scattered everywhere, some still smoldering. Huge craters were everywhere on the ground, the metal at the bottom of the craters melted and then solidified, forming glittering pools of molten metal.

The air was filled with a strong smell of burning and metallic vapor.

"That Bataan madman." Qin Chuan glanced at the devastation around him. "The destructive power is too great."

The full power of a mid-level Food God is indeed terrifying.

Qin Chuan did not linger in these ruins. He sheathed the ancient sword demon and flew away from the metal mountain range in his true form.

The flight altitude was kept very low, only ten meters. Minimize the exposed area as much as possible.

As Qin Chuan flew, he planned the route in his mind.

Objective: To freeze the sea.

Direction: Southeast.

Distance: Approximately 3,000 kilometers.

At his current flight speed, it will take about seven or eight hours.

"Seven or eight hours," Qin Chuan thought to himself. "I just hope we don't run into any more monsters along the way."

He flew over the shattered metal mountain range.

The terrain beneath our feet was changing rapidly. The metal fragments were becoming fewer and fewer, gradually being replaced by dark red sand and gravel.

The metal mountain range was left behind.

Ahead lay an endless expanse of sandy wasteland.

A gray sky. A dark red earth. Occasionally, a few jagged black rocks emerge.

Dead silence.

Qin Chuan maintained a steady flight speed, while the scanning waves of his Rinnegan continued to operate, not missing any anomalies.

It flew for about an hour.

The terrain began to change.

At the edge of the sandy wasteland, a low-lying area appeared. Some liquid had accumulated in the low-lying area, which appeared dark yellow and oily from a distance.

Qin Chuan lowered his altitude and took a closer look.

It's not water. It's some kind of organic liquid. It smells sour and pungent, and it hurts your nose.

The Rinnegan scanned the liquid; there were no usable ingredients or signs of life.

Qin Chuan did not stop and continued flying.

Two more hours passed.

The color of the sky began to change.

The color gradually transitioned from leaden gray to a dark blue. The air temperature was also dropping. It had been dry and cold before, but now it was damp and cold. The air I inhaled contained a hint of moisture.

The breath Qin Chuan exhaled began to condense into white mist.

"The temperature is dropping." Qin Chuan rubbed his fingers together, his fingertips a little stiff. "The direction should be correct."

The Frozen Sea. Its name itself contains the word "frozen." The further you fly in that direction, the lower the temperature becomes, indicating you're on the right track.

We flew for another hour.

The ground beneath my feet has changed.

The dark red sand and gravel disappeared, replaced by a layer of grayish-white permafrost. The surface of the permafrost was hard and cracked with countless fissures. Some of the cracks were filled with ice, which gleamed faintly in the dim light.

The temperature continued to drop.

Qin Chuan's fingers froze completely. The white mist he drew out grew thicker and thicker. His skin felt numb, as if it had been soaked in ice water.

"I need to put on another layer of clothing."

Qin Chuan took out a cloak from his spatial ring. It was the same blue cloak he had worn on the human island. He wrapped the cloak tightly around himself and continued flying.

The cloak billowed in the cold wind. A gust of wind rushed into the collar, making my neck shiver.

We flew for another two hours.

Ice is starting to form on the ground.

It wasn't a thin layer of frost, but solid, thick ice. The ice stretched from our feet to the horizon, a vast expanse of white.

On the distant horizon, the gray-white ice field and the dark blue sky merged into a blurry line.

The air was more humid. With each breath, the cold air rushed into my lungs, feeling like swallowing ice cubes.

Qin Chuan's eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with a layer of tiny ice crystals.

"arrive."

The edge of the frozen sea is right beneath our feet.

Qin Chuan slowed down and hovered 30 meters above the ice surface.

Full-range scan of the Rinnegan.

The frozen sea is vast, with a diameter of at least a thousand kilometers. The entire surface is covered by a layer of solid ice hundreds of meters thick, beneath which lies dark, extremely cold seawater.

There were no living things on the ice.

But there is something beneath the ice.

The scanning wave of the Rinnegan penetrated the ice layer and reached the seawater beneath it.

Qin Chuan spotted some faint signs of life, distributed at different depths. Some were hundreds of meters below the ice surface, while others were thousands of meters below.

There aren't many, but they all exist.

"There's something here." Qin Chuan focused his attention.

Ice Crystal Poison Mushroom. If it exists in an aquatic environment, the Frozen Sea is the most reasonable location.

The question is, with such a vast frozen sea, where do poisonous mushrooms grow?

Qin Chuan has to go down and look for him.

He looked at the vast expanse of white ice beneath his feet and took a deep breath. The cold air filled his lungs, making his chest tighten.

"We have to drill down again." Qin Chuan gave a wry smile. "The Eye of the Deep is 21,000 meters deep, and who knows how deep this place is."

He took out the luminous pearl of the Spirit Cat Clan from his spatial ring and re-embedded it in the groove of his breastplate.

A green light emanated from his chest.

The ancient sword demon has appeared.

A dark purple metallic shell covered his entire body. This time, Qin Chuan did not shrink his size; he directly unfolded into his complete form.

The ancient sword demon, over twenty meters tall, hovered above the frozen sea.

Qin Chuan adjusted his state, controlled the Sword Demon to dive vertically, and plunged headfirst into the ice.

boom!

The ancient sword demon's body smashed a massive hole in the hundreds-of-meters-thick ice. Ice shards flew everywhere, and chunks of ice tumbled through the air.

Qin Chuan passed through the ice and entered the seawater beneath it.

cold.

Extreme cold.

The ancient sword demon's surface instantly formed a layer of frost upon contact with seawater. The frost was washed away by the water, only to reform itself. This cycle repeated itself endlessly.

The water temperature is far below freezing.

Ordinary water freezes below zero degrees Celsius. But the seawater here contains a special component that allows it to remain liquid even at extremely low temperatures.

Qin Chuan shivered inside the Sword Demon's body.

"cold."

One word sums up all my feelings.

The ancient sword demon's metallic shell provided physical insulation, but the extreme low temperature still seeped through the energy shield. Qin Chuan could feel the chill seeping into his bones.

The scanning accuracy of the Rinnegan in seawater under ice is reduced. Low temperature and special water quality interfere with the propagation of energy waves.

The effective scanning distance has been reduced from 60 kilometers to about 30 kilometers.

Qin Chuan sank five hundred meters.

It was pitch black all around. The green light of the luminous pearl illuminated the seawater within a twenty-meter radius.

The seawater was a deep, almost blackish blue, with an indescribable, thick consistency. The current was very slow, almost imperceptible.

Quiet.

The silence underwater was even more profound than the silence on the ground during the Battle of the God of Cookery.

Qin Chuan continued to sink, scanning his surroundings with his Rinnegan.

One kilometer.

Two kilometers.

At a depth of three thousand meters, the Rinnegan detected a signal.

Qin Chuan's heart began to race.