Desert Island Infrastructure: Claiming the System Brings Many Blessings

Mina stood a few steps away, arms crossed, staring intently at the flames in the kiln pit. Her expression was complex, a mixture of shock, doubt, and hesitation.

Her mind was racing.

Starting fires with his eyes. If this ability is real, then everything else Qin Chuan said must also be true.

The "Many Children, Many Blessings" system, "Kiss to Become Stronger," and "Having a Child Allows You to Go to Heaven and Earth."

Although it still sounds ridiculous, she witnessed what happened with her own eyes, and it can't be faked.

Mina bit her lip and secretly glanced at Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan was discussing something with Liu Yifei, his profile appearing quite rugged in the sunlight. A short stubble covered his chin, his eyebrows were thick and straight, and his nose was high and prominent. As he spoke, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, carrying an unintentional confidence.

Mina mentally gave herself a rating: average looks, 68 points, excellent height.

Before she was stranded on a desert island, she wouldn't even give a second glance to any man whose looks were below 90 points.

Mina has very high standards for men: they must be at least 90 points good-looking, over 185 cm tall, and they must be devoted admirers.

But things are different now. This man can carry a 600-pound deer, run faster than a car, and even start fires with his eyes.

In addition, he was the only man in the entire camp, supporting seven women. As long as he was even slightly better than Wu Dalang, Mina would treat him with complete honesty.

Mina's mindset is subtly changing.

For the rest of the afternoon, everyone in the camp had their own tasks.

Yang Mimi tended the fire in the kiln pit, adding a handful of coal every half hour. She hummed a song, poking around with a wooden stick, staring blankly at the flames in the pit.

Fan Yubing rested in the wooden house for a while, then came out and sat in the yard to continue kneading pottery. The first three jars she had made had already gone into the kiln, and now she was starting to make a new batch.

Lin Shishi continued knitting with Kitagawa Keiko and Mina. The three of them sat on the open ground in front of the wooden house, their hands moving swiftly through the yarn.

Mina's fingers are naturally very dexterous. After all, she is a dancer, and her wrists and fingers are very flexible. After learning for half an hour, she was able to choreograph a few lines that looked quite decent.

Liu Yifei didn't participate in knitting. She squatted in the corner of the yard next to a pile of rubber, stirring the milky white sap with a wooden stick.

"Qin Chuan, how do you process this rubber? Do you just heat it to solidify it?" Liu Yifei asked without looking up.

Qin Chuan walked over and squatted down next to her: "Yes, it will solidify when heated to 60 or 70 degrees Celsius. But it's hard to control the temperature when you bake it directly with fire, and it's easy to burn it. It's best to soak it in hot water."

"Soak in hot water?"

"Yes, pour the latex into a container, then place the container in hot water to heat it in a double boiler. Once the temperature rises, the latex will slowly solidify."

Liu Yifei thought for a moment: "But we don't have a suitable container right now."

"So we have to wait until the pottery jars are fired before we can do it."

Liu Yifei nodded and didn't say anything more.

As the sun began to set, the pottery in the kiln had been firing for nearly three hours.

Yang Mimi lay down beside the kiln pit and peered inside. Through the heat and smoke, she could vaguely see that the color of the pottery blanks had changed from red to grayish-white, and the surface had a faint sheen.

"Brother Chuan! It looks almost healed! The color has changed!" Yang Mimi exclaimed.

Qin Chuan went over to take a look.

The color of the clay blank has indeed changed. It has turned from an initial dark red to a grayish-white, and a unique ceramic luster has begun to appear on the surface. This indicates that the moisture in the clay has completely evaporated, and the minerals have begun the sintering reaction.

But not enough.

"Keep it burning for another hour," Qin Chuan said.

"Do we still need to burn it?" Yang Mimi asked anxiously.

"If it's not fired enough, the pottery won't be hard enough and will break easily. Let's wait a little longer."

Yang Mimi sighed and continued to squat and watch the fire.

Another hour passed.

The sun had already set behind the mountains, and darkness was falling. The smaller sun began to turn blue, and the blue moonlight spread out.

Qin Chuan walked to the side of the kiln pit and used his pupil technique to scan the situation inside.

The color of the clay body became uniform, turning grayish-white, and it produced a crisp sound when tapped.

"That's fine."

Qin Chuan used two long wooden sticks as chopsticks to carefully pick up the pottery pieces one by one from the kiln pit and place them on the sandy ground next to him to dry.

The pottery that just came out of the kiln was so hot that you couldn't touch it; the surface temperature was estimated to be several hundred degrees Celsius.

Qin Chuan squatted down beside them, carefully examining each piece of pottery.

The three jars were intact, and the stone pot had no cracks. All ten bowls were also present, one with a small crack on the rim, but it didn't affect its use. Of the five plates, one was intact, and one was broken in half. The broken one was made by Mina.

"Oh, the one I squeezed broke?" Mina squatted down to take a look, looking a little disappointed.

Yang Mimi comforted her from the side, "It's okay, it's okay. It's because you pinched it too thin that it cracked. You can make it thicker next time."

Qin Chuan arranged the intact pottery pieces in a row and let them cool naturally.

Fan Yubing walked over, looked at the three grayish-white pottery jars, and curled the corners of her mouth slightly.

"It's alright, better looking than I imagined."

"Of course yours looks good." Yang Mimi flattered Fan Yubing.

Fan Yubing glanced at her but did not deny it.

After the pottery cooled to a comfortable temperature, Qin Chuan picked up a jar and poured some water into it. The water did not leak out.

"No leaks." Qin Chuan nodded in satisfaction.

Yang Mimi was the first to grab a bowl, pour some water into it, and held it in her hands, looking at it again and again.

"My goodness, we have bowls now! Proper bowls! We don't have to drink water from coconut shells anymore!"

Mina also picked up a bowl and twirled it in her hand. The grayish-white ceramic bowl felt rough to the touch, but it was sturdy. She tapped the bowl's rim with her fingernail, producing a crisp sound.

"Did we really burn this ourselves?"

"Of course, didn't you participate too?" Lin Shishi said with a smile.

Mina looked at the broken plate in two and scratched her head.

Qin Chuan sighed silently to himself. He figured Mina would need to practice a few more times to improve her skills.

Overall, the first pottery firing was a success, although the quantity was small, it was a good start.

With pottery, many things could move forward. Boiling water, decocting medicine, stewing soup, and storing things all became possible.

When it was time for dinner, Yang Mimi cooked a pot of venison soup in a newly fired stone pot. The venison was cut into small pieces, and she added coarse salt and wild ginger, then simmered it slowly in the earthenware pot for half an hour.

When the soup was served, the thick, white broth emitted an irresistible aroma.

Each of the seven people received a bowl. They used their own ceramic bowls to serve the soup they had cooked, and each sip was filled with its rich aroma.

"Delicious!" Yang Mimi exclaimed first. "A hundred times better than cooking it in a coconut shell!"

Fan Yubing held the bowl and sipped her drink, but her period hadn't ended yet, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

"It really tastes good," Fan Yubing said.

Lin Shishi laughed: "Having a ceramic pot really makes a difference; we can even brew herbal tea in the future."

Kitagawa Keiko quietly drank her soup, and after she finished, she washed the bowl clean and placed it next to the campfire to dry.

Mina drank two bowls but still wasn't satisfied, so she went to the pot and ladled out another half bowl.

"Mimi, your cooking skills are absolutely amazing."

Yang Mimi puffed out her chest with a smug look: "When I have more ingredients in the future, I can make even tastier dishes."

Qin Chuan sat by the campfire, drinking soup from a bowl, pondering his plans for tomorrow.

The pottery is ready. The next focus is on processing the rubber and repairing the ironware. The two holes in the bottom of the iron bucket need to be patched, and the jackhammer head needs to be derusted and polished. All of this requires the use of rubber and high temperatures.

There's one more thing: checking in.

It's around 8 PM now, and 12 hours have passed since I checked in this morning. It's time for the cool-down period.

Qin Chuan put down his bowl and stood up.

"Time's up, ladies, time to check in."

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere in the camp became awkward.

Fan Yubing sat next to Qin Chuan. Without a word, she pressed her lips to his. Today, unlike usual, she didn't just touch him with her tongue and leave; she lingered for a second or two before pulling away.

After the kiss, Fan Yubing added, "That Burning Heaven guy was pretty amazing, keep it up!"

Qin Chuan was stunned. This woman praised him?

[Obtained special ingredients. Character Skill: Pupil Technique LV2 (Intermediate Scanning Ability, Basic Heaven-Burning Aura) (Proficiency +1, Current Proficiency: 22/50)]

Next came Lin Shishi, Liu Yifei, Yang Mimi, Kitagawa Keiko, and finally Mina.

Mina stood still, without moving.

Her hands were in the pockets of her denim shorts, her shoulders slightly tense. Her black sports vest outlined the contours of her upper body in the firelight, the curves of her chest and waist particularly striking in the alternating light and shadow.

Qin Chuan took the initiative to move closer, and when his lips touched Mina's, Mina's body visibly trembled. But she did not pull away.

After it was all over, Mina remarked, "That Burning Heaven guy this afternoon... he was really quite formidable."

He spoke softly, and then walked towards the wooden house.

Qin Chuan stood still, a slight smile curving his lips.

After the six people finished their check-in, their proficiency level increased from 21 to 27.

Qin Chuan finished calculating the score in his mind and then closed the attribute panel.

The campfire was burning brightly. The blue moon climbed to the zenith, its blue light spreading across the sea, intertwining with the orange glow of the campfire.

Qin Chuan added a few more pieces of thick firewood to the fire and sat down against the outer wall of the wooden house.

Today's harvest was quite substantial.

Coal, ironware, rubber collection, successful pottery firing, and the display of burning the sky.

Qin Chuan closed his eyes, his pupil technique operating at low power. Everything was calm within a 300-meter radius.

The sound of distant waves came in waves, and the chirping of insects echoed intermittently from the forest.

Because this is a deserted island, there is no electricity or cell phones at night, so everyone goes to bed early when there is nothing to do.

Soon, the cabin became quiet.