Desert Island Infrastructure: Claiming the System Brings Many Blessings

Qin Chuan walked towards the fallen giant tree.

The distance was only a dozen meters. The python's carcass lay beside it. Its severed body lay sprawled on the ground, pale green snake blood seeping into the humus layer, filling the air with a bloody stench.

Qin Chuan bypassed the python's remains and arrived at the roots of the giant tree.

The jade-green poisonous mushroom was there, growing in a depression above the main root. Its emerald green cap stood out starkly against the surrounding dark moss. A pale green glow pulsed rhythmically within it.

Qin Chuan squatted down and stared at the mushroom for two seconds.

"The Jade Poison Mushroom is a wood-type mushroom. It is harvested by isolating it with a metal-type material."

Qin Chuan confirmed it in his mind.

Metal-based materials.

He thought for a moment, then took out a small piece of metal he had collected in the metal mountain from his spatial ring. It was a piece of the wreckage of a starship from ten thousand years ago, and its metallic properties were extremely strong.

Qin Chuan used his divine magic to construct the metal fragment into a palm-sized metal box. The box had thin but dense walls, and it had a lid and a bottom.

Open the lid and aim at the mushroom.

Qin Chuan carefully placed the bottom of the metal box close to the base of the mushroom. Then, using his mental power, he scooped it down from the base.

Click.

The mushroom detached from the tree root and fell intact into the metal box.

The emerald green light was mostly blocked by the metal box walls.

Qin Chuan closed the lid. The box felt slightly warm in his hand, a reaction caused by the wood-based toxins being suppressed by the metal material.

"Alright. The third one."

Qin Chuan put the metal box into his spatial ring.

Of the five types of poisonous mushrooms, I acquired three.

The Azure Poison Mushroom is in hand.

Ice Crystal Poison Mushroom, obtained.

Green Jade Poisonous Mushroom, acquired.

Two more are missing: Flame Poison Mushroom and Ash Poison Mushroom.

Fire-type elements should be found in high-temperature regions. Earth-type elements should be found in purely rocky geological environments.

Qin Chuan stood up and mentally recalled the map of the God of Cookery battlefield.

Where to go next?

Several possible areas are marked on the map. About 100,000 kilometers to the northwest, there is an area marked "God of Food Volcano", which is most likely a high-temperature fire-type environment.

The fire mushroom might be there.

One hundred thousand kilometers is a long-distance flight.

"Never mind, let's not rush off." Qin Chuan checked his condition. His mental energy was over 40%, and his stomach was full and digesting. His physical strength had recovered to 90%, but the continuous fighting and searching had left his brain somewhat fatigued.

"Let's find a place to rest first, and set off again after the food in our stomachs has digested."

Qin Chuan looked around.

The commotion from the fight just now has driven away all the small beasts in the vicinity, so this area should be safe for the time being.

He found a sturdy tree and flew to the middle layer of its canopy. Several thick branches intersected to form a natural platform, covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves and moss.

Qin Chuan sat down. The branch was sturdy and could easily support his weight.

The dense foliage overhead blocked the view. Below lay a space over twenty meters high. Not on the ground, nor at the highest point. The concealment was quite good.

Qin Chuan leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes.

The moment my body relaxed, a wave of fatigue washed over me.

"I haven't had a proper night's sleep since entering the God of Food battlefield," Qin Chuan thought. "I fought four alien beasts, was chased by the Badan for over an hour, and hid underground for so long. This guy isn't made of iron."

I need rest. Real rest.

But Qin Chuan dared not sleep too deeply. He simply closed his eyes, allowing his body and brain to enter a semi-dormant state. The Rinnegan retained its most basic passive perception; if anything approached, it would automatically become alert.

The sounds in the jungle became exceptionally clear in this semi-conscious state.

Something was rustling and crawling among the leaves in the distance.

A deep roar came from a distance, at least a dozen kilometers away.

The wind whistled softly through the gaps in the tree canopy.

Occasionally, a drop of water would fall from the leaves above, landing with a soft thud on the moss beside it.

Qin Chuan's breathing gradually became long and even.

About two hours later.

A soft thud came from inside the stomach. A signal that digestion was complete.

Qin Chuan opened his eyes.

My mind is much clearer. My mental energy has recovered to more than 50%. The fatigue in my brain has subsided considerably.

"That's fine."

Qin Chuan stood up from the tree branch. He stretched his shoulders and neck, his joints cracking.

He was about to fly down from the tree and continue on his way.

A gust of wind pressure came from above.

It's heavy. Very heavy wind pressure. It feels like something huge is falling rapidly from above.

Qin Chuan's body tensed up instinctively.

The Rinnegan instantly activated at full power, sweeping upwards.

A figure burst through the branches at the top of the tree canopy and plummeted down.

The energy fluctuations of that figure...

Qin Chuan was stunned.

He couldn't sense any hostility from the other party. No, he could barely sense even their presence.

The information returned by the Rinnegan scan showed that the opponent's faction symbol was the same as his own.

Same camp.

The figure landed twenty meters in front of Qin Chuan. Its foot struck the humus layer, creating a shallow crater.

A man. Nearly 1.9 meters tall, lean but with well-defined muscles. He had bronze skin, short hair, and sharp eyes. He wore a dark gray bodysuit of indistinct material.

He raised his head and looked at Qin Chuan in the middle of the tree canopy.

Qin Chuan stood on the tree branch, staring at the man below.

I quickly analyzed the situation in my mind.

Being on the same side means the other party is a member of the Human Alliance. In the Food God Battlefield, members of the Human Alliance are not allowed to attack each other. This is one of the battlefield rules, and violating it will result in immediate elimination by the battlefield's will.

Therefore, the other party is not an enemy.

But not being an enemy doesn't mean you're safe.

Qin Chuan slowly flew down from the tree branch and landed ten meters away from the other party.

The man sized up Qin Chuan for a few seconds. His gaze swept over Qin Chuan from head to toe, finally settling on Qin Chuan's chest.

It was probably sensing Qin Chuan's level of food consumption.

"Hmm, not bad?" the man said, his voice deep and rough. "You're a beginner-level Food God, daring to come here all by yourself."

Qin Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. The other person's tone wasn't hostile; it was more like the casual way a senior would talk to a junior.

"There's nothing I can do, senior." Qin Chuan smiled, his tone tinged with helplessness. "No one wanted to team up with me, so I had to come here alone and try my luck."

That's made up. But in the Food God Battlefield, it's perfectly normal for low-level Food Gods to be alone. There are plenty of people who can't find a team.

The man nodded, seemingly not finding anything strange about it.

"What's your zodiac sign? What's your name? How much do you eat now?"

The participants in the Food God Battlefield come from human civilizations across various constellations in the Milky Way. Different constellations represent different planes of existence.

Qin Chuan's mind raced for a moment.

"My name is Qin Chuan, and I come from the constellation Orion."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Qin Chuan realized something was wrong.

He was indeed in Orion before. But later, through the dimensional teleportation of the Food Continent, he was transferred to Centaurus. In the registered faction of the Food God Battlefield, he should now belong to Centaurus.

Sure enough, the other person's expression changed.

"What? Orion?" The man's eyes widened, and he looked Qin Chuan up and down again. "Are you drunk? Does that low-level plane of Orion even have civilization?"

Qin Chuan quickly corrected himself: "I misspoke, I misspoke. Centaurus. I spent some time in Orion before, it just came out of my mouth."

The man's brows relaxed, but he still looked at Qin Chuan with a hint of doubt.

"Centaurus?" He nodded. "That's more like it. How much energy do you have?"

"A little over ten thousand." Qin Chuan didn't hide anything. "I just broke through to the initial stage of Food God not long ago."

The man's expression became somewhat subtle upon hearing the number.

"Ten thousand?" He raised an eyebrow. "You're impressive. You dare to act alone in the Decaying Jungle with just over ten thousand units of energy? If you happen to run into something with a capture level of 1,500 in this place, you'll be in big trouble."

Qin Chuan gave a wry smile: "I just encountered one. A demonic vine from another world; I was almost dragged underground."

The man chuckled twice: "The fact that you're still alive and standing here means you've got some skills."

His attitude was very easygoing. He completely lacked the arrogance that a person of higher rank would show to someone of lower rank.

Qin Chuan took the opportunity to inquire, "How should I address you, senior? What's your zodiac sign?"

"My name is Renault," the man patted his chest. "Libra. Energy level 69,000."

Sixty-nine thousand.

Qin Chuan's eyelid twitched.

The pinnacle of intermediate-level Food God. Only one step away from becoming a high-level Food God.

He's even stronger than that demon who was chasing after him in Badan.

No wonder I couldn't sense his presence earlier. The level difference is too great; when a higher-level being conceals their aura, a lower-level being simply cannot detect them.

"A Libra big shot," Qin Chuan thought to himself.

If the person who just arrived wasn't an ally from his own faction, but rather a demon like Balan, he would already be a corpse.

They were killed before they could even be discovered.

"What are you doing here all by yourself? Hunting?" Renault asked casually.

"Yes, let's find some ingredients to boost our appetite." Qin Chuan nodded. "What about you, senior?"

"Me? Just passing by." Renault shrugged. "I came from the Frozen Sea, heading to the [God of Food Volcano] to find a kind of mineral ingredient. I sensed some fighting activity while passing through this jungle, so I came down to see what was going on."

"So you're also going to the God of Food Volcano, senior?" Qin Chuan thought to himself.

Renault's destination is in the same direction as his next target.

"What? You're going there too?" Renault saw through Qin Chuan's thoughts.

"I'm planning to," Qin Chuan nodded. "But I haven't set off yet; I'm going to rest for a bit before I leave."

Renault thought for a second or two, then waved his hand: "Indeed, your energy level is only 10,000, while the lowest-level alien beasts at the God of Food Volcano have an energy level of at least 2,000. Going there would be suicide."

Qin Chuan didn't reply. He did indeed need greater strength to operate in deeper areas. But the matter of the poisonous mushrooms couldn't be ignored.

"But you're lucky, kid," Renault suddenly said.

He reached into his spatial ring, then flipped his hand, and several items rolled out of his palm and landed on the ground.

Bang, bang, bang.

Three fist-sized chunks of meat landed on the humus layer. The chunks were different colors: one was dark red, one was dark gold, and one was grayish-black.

Each piece of meat radiated a dense energy fluctuation. The intensity of that fluctuation gave Qin Chuan goosebumps.

"What are these?" Qin Chuan's heart raced as he looked at the three pieces of meat on the ground.

"Trash." Renault waved his hand dismissively. "It's meat from a god-level beast with a level of four to five thousand years. It's useless to me. My appetite power is already above 50,000, so eating this kind of stuff won't increase it anymore. It's taking up space in my spatial ring, and I was just about to find a place to throw it away. You can take it."