Raft for All: Why are you the only one doing island survival?

Lin Feng was woken up by the noise.

The loud voice of the square-faced man boomed from the other end of the camp, carrying the rough energy of someone who had just woken up.

"Change of shifts! Get up, all of you!"

Lin Feng opened his eyes; it was already daylight.

The sunlight filtering through the gaps in the tree canopy shone on his face, making him squint.

I sat against the tree trunk all night, my neck was a little stiff, but I was surprisingly energetic.

The tenfold stamina boost isn't for nothing; in the past, sleeping like that for one night would have crippled half of my body.

He stretched his shoulders a couple of times and casually opened the public chat channel.

The channel exploded.

"How many people died last night???"

"My raft was almost capsized by a huge fish! It looked like a shark! But I'm okay..."

"A dark shadow rushed up from below and bit the raft in half! That thing was at least ten meters long!"

"Has anyone compiled statistics on the global channels? How many channels eliminated last night?"

"At least 30%..."

......

Lin Feng flipped through a few more pages, and the more he turned, the more outrageous it became.

Rafts were capsized by storms, attacked by unidentified marine creatures, frozen to death on the rafts, or drowned due to exhaustion.

In one night, the number of survivors at sea decreased by nearly a third.

Lin Feng turned off the channel.

Last night, a mutated wild boar came to his area and was chopped into pieces in ten seconds.

Those people at sea didn't even have a decent weapon. If they encountered monsters in the water, they had no choice but to wait to die.

However, this is not something he should be worrying about right now.

I've had the blueprints for the log cabin in my hand all night. If we don't build it soon, who knows what kind of thing will come during the next night raid.

The open-air campsite had no protection, and it was not a long-term solution for eleven people to squat around the campfire all night.

Lin Feng stood up and patted the mud off his trousers.

All ten burly men were awake. The square-faced man was squatting by the grill, flipping the half-pig of pork left over from last night and putting it on to roast. The fat dripped into the charcoal fire, hissing and emitting white smoke.

"Everyone gather after dinner."

Lin Feng glanced at everyone.

"Today we only have one task—logging and moving stones."

The square-faced man stood up with a piece of pork in his mouth.

"Master, how much do you want?"

Lin Feng mentally reviewed the list of materials on the blueprint.

One hundred and twenty wooden planks, eighty stones, forty iron nails, and twenty bundles of hemp rope were processed.

He could get the nails and ropes using the blueprints from the achievement shop; the real labor-intensive tasks were the planks and stones.

"Chop down at least 150 logs, and carry the stones from the riverbank, picking the biggest ones."

The square-faced man slapped his thigh.

"Alright! We've got this covered!"

Breakfast was still half of the mutated wild boar weighing four or five hundred pounds from last night, and the eleven of us ate as much as we wanted.

Plenty of pork, and plenty of energy.

After finishing their meal, the ten burly men grabbed iron axes and headed into the woods.

The square-faced, burly man led six men to cut down trees, while the remaining three went to the riverbank to move stones. The division of labor had been established from day one, so Lin Feng didn't need to explain much.

The efficiency of an iron axe is on a completely different level from that of a stone axe.

Six burly men spread out, each focusing on a tree as thick as a bowl. Their iron axes swung with a gust of wind, striking the tree three times, then five times, the dull thuds of falling logs echoing continuously.

The square-faced, burly man is the fiercest.

He chose the thickest tree, swung the axe with both hands, each strike deeper than the last. On the fourth strike, the trunk snapped, the entire tree tilted to one side, crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Without even turning his head, he ran to the next tree.

The three men carrying the stones were equally impressive. The riverbank was piled high with stones of all sizes, and the three of them picked the heaviest ones to carry back. These strong men, each weighing over 200 pounds, carried stones weighing 70 or 80 pounds, making one trip after another without taking a break.

Lin Feng didn't sit idle at the camp.

He took out the iron blocks he had stockpiled and used the system's functions to forge iron nails in batches. Forty iron nails required twelve blocks of iron. He felt the pinch, but he couldn't skimp on the wooden house.

The rope is made of plant fiber, and there is plenty of wild hemp grass on the island. Lin Feng asked a strong man who stayed behind to collect some, and he twisted the rope by hand.

The system's production functions eliminate a lot of manual steps, but the raw materials still need to be prepared in person.

One morning.

The logging team cut down nearly two hundred logs, with six people taking turns to chop them down until their iron axes were chipped.

The three men carrying the stones made more than thirty trips, and the path from the river to the camp was worn into a deep ditch.

Two small hills were piled up in the open space of the camp.

One of them is a stack of neatly arranged processed wooden planks.

One of them consists of various stones that were brought back.

Lin Feng squatted down next to the pile of materials and counted the number.

One hundred and thirty-six wooden boards were processed, which is excessive.

Ninety-two stones, that's too many.

Forty iron nails and twenty-two bundles of hemp rope.

Everything is complete.

He stood up and walked to the flat open space in the center of the camp.

This land was specially cleared yesterday. There are no trees within a radius of 20 meters, and the ground has been trampled flat and firm.

The best location to build a house.

Lin Feng opened his backpack and found the rare-grade wooden house construction blueprint inside.

The blueprint unfolds into a sheet of pale gold parchment, upon which a detailed structural diagram is drawn. It depicts a two-story wooden house, with a reinforced ground floor, windows, and a main door.

[Build now? Required materials will be consumed automatically.]

Lin Feng clicked "confirm".

The next second, the two mountains of materials piled up beside the open space began to glow.

Planks, stones, nails, and ropes—all the materials floated up at the same time.

A plank was pulled from the pile of materials and flew into the air.

Then the second piece, and then the third piece.

The stones also left the ground, rising one by one.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

Hundreds of materials transformed into countless golden specks of light, shooting up from the ground.

Then they started to gather it up.

Every component of the wooden house appeared out of thin air in the light, automatically returning to its place and fitting perfectly.

The whole process took less than thirty seconds.

A two-story wooden house stands in the very center of the camp.

The foundation was reinforced with thick stones, and the four wooden walls were tightly joined together without a single gap. There was a large wooden door at the front, and a window with louvered panels on each side.

The second floor is slightly smaller than the first floor, with windows on all four sides. The roof is a gable roof covered with a layer of compacted wooden planks.

The entire log cabin exudes the scent of fresh wood, its structure is sturdy, and its craftsmanship is so exquisite it seems unreal.

The camp was deathly quiet.

The square-faced, burly man, still holding an iron axe, stood ten paces away. He had just emerged from the woods and witnessed the entire event.

His legs were trembling.

Starting a fire is already outrageous enough.

It's ridiculous enough that you could lift him up with one hand.

But those things are worlds apart from what's happening right now.

Hundreds of wooden planks and stones flew into the air and transformed into a whole house in a flash of golden light.

This is something that cannot be explained by human effort.

The square-faced man bent his knees and knelt down. The iron axe fell from his hand and landed on the ground. His head was buried in the mud as he mumbled a shout.

"A miracle! Our master has performed a miracle!"

Nine burly men behind him knelt down in unison.

Some people's legs gave way and they collapsed to the ground, while others continued to kowtow after kneeling down, ignoring the mud that covered their foreheads.

"Long live the master!"

"A divine being! Our master is a divine being!"

Ten strong men lay prone on the ground, none of them daring to raise their heads.

Lin Feng glanced at them but ignored them.

Every time these people see him use the system functions, they kneel down; their knees are probably tougher than the soles of their feet.

A notification sounded in my head.

[Ding—Congratulations, host, you have completed the "First House Construction" achievement!]

[Reward: Achievement Points +20]

Immediately afterwards, a second notification popped up.

[Achievement reward detected as a special type; two-option reward mode activated.]

A semi-transparent light screen appeared before my eyes.

The left column and the right column are clearly separated.

It says on the left.

Option 1: Summon 20 Basic Laborers. Quality: Common. Ability: Basic Labor, no combat skills.

Twenty burly men, roughly the same size as his subordinates.

The labor force tripled.

It says on the right.

Option 2: Combine the 20 laborer slots to randomly summon 1 historical general. Quality: Unknown (lowest rarity). Abilities: Possesses independent combat and troop command abilities.