Global Online Survival Chapter 34
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At the stern of the boat, two ropes were each towing a fish.
An electric ray! And a great white shark!
The electric ray swam along behind the ship, while the great white shark flopped on its belly as it floated on the surface of the water.
Sometimes, Ye Jun suspected that the electric ray might even be reluctant to leave if he untied the ropes.
By following Ye Jun, it ate big fish every day and had magical pet rations—it was living a good life.
The great white shark was still not quite used to it. It had just awakened to find that it was tied up, so it couldn't help but struggle desperately, and its tail lashed the water frantically, nearly sending the electric ray flying.
This pissed off the electric ray.
What was this big, dumb guy doing?
Zizzi…
There was a flash of electricity and the great white shark lay dead again, twitching.
It was finally quiet!
The electric ray swung its tail and happily paddled with its tail.
Ye Jun didn't know about the war between the two fish at the stern of the ship. At this moment, he was building furniture.
With a ship and a place to stay, and now with time, money, and plenty of food, it was natural to improve his quality of life a bit.
Kitchen, stove, table, and chairs.
Even alone, he had to make it look decent.
Tables, chairs, nightstands, coffee tables, sofas, all made of solid wood.
And they were all made with fine solid woods, even mahogany and rosewood.
Such materials wouldn't be worth lots of money in the modern world, but it was not something that the average person could afford.
But for Ye Jun, if he hadn't been so diligent, these woods would have been nothing more than a pile of firewood!
In addition to the furniture, Ye Jun traded for a batch of bamboo and made a running water system with the help of bamboo openings.
He put a hand-forged iron barrel on top of the cabin, installed bamboo pipes, and made an automatic drip irrigation system for the entire deck of vegetables.
After Ye Jun's careful cultivation, most of the vegetable seeds had sprouted, especially the faster-growing vegetables like Chinese cabbage, which had already grown a few leaves. It should be ready for harvest in half a month.
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In addition to that, a shower head was made on the deck for a shower.
Anyway, he was alone in this vast ocean, so he didn't need a bathroom. He could just embrace the freedom on the deck.
After doing this, Ye Jun put the newly made chaise lounge on the deck and set up a small coffee table next to it, enjoying the gentle breeze while drinking fruit wine. It was simply too satisfying.
How could he get by without posting it when he was living such a good life?
Ye Jun took a photo and posted it to the world channel with the text, "The game has so many restrictions, why isn't it restricting me from enjoying life?"
"Fu** you…"
"When I see Almighty Ye posting, I can guess without reading it that he must be here showing off again"
"Humble Bragger Ye has come online…"
"I picked up an apple last week and couldn't bear to eat it. Now, it's all shrunk, but Almighty Ye actually used fruits for brewing fruit wine—sure enough, behind the Vermilion Gates, meat and wine go to waste, while out on the road lie the bones of the frozen."
"I think I saw a few more shark carcasses in the picture? Did Ye Jun kill more sharks? Not for sale?"
"Sharks that meet Almighty Ye simply have the worst luck in eight lifetimes. Almighty Ye can be called Shark Blightcaller, or Shadiao1 for short."
In a flash, there were hundreds of comments below the picture.
Ye Jun almost laughed out loud as he lay among the green vegetables with a sunshade, drinking fruit wine, enjoying the sea breeze, and looking at the various envious comments on the forum.
He rested for two hours, during which he also kept control of the doll carrying iron ores up from the bottom of the sea.
Now that he was becoming more proficient at multitasking, this simple task only required commanding the Spirit Seed; it was like having an extra clone.
After Ye Jun lowered down the anchor, the ship was stabilized on the sea. The doll only needed to carry a bamboo basket and go down grabbing the anchor's rope, before climbing up on rope after collecting the iron ores, saving time and effort. The round trip didn't even take five minutes.
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With the current speed of forging, a maximum of 10 iron ores would be smelted in half an hour, and there was still a large amount of iron ore which the ship could not hold, so Ye Jun had to build a raft and temporarily pile the iron ore on it.
On another note, Jia Congming sent another message.
The last silver ore deal had made Ye Jun a huge profit, so Ye Jun wouldn't forget this fat sheep.
If Ye Jun wasn't worried about arousing the other party's suspicions, he almost couldn't help but urge the other party to hurry up and collect more silver ores.
He opened the call and a chubby face appeared on the screen.
Jia Congming's skin was a little dark. He had a breaded fat round face. There were a few tiny cuts on his forehead where the traces of blood had not even dried yet.
Jia Congming was panting. "Almighty Ye, this time, I'm risking my life!"
It turned out that there was a pack of wolves in that valley where the silver ores were located. Jia Congming had previously taken the silver ore and exchanged it for some copper coins and food from Ye Jun. For the time being, he was clothed and well-fed, so he didn't want to risk it at all.
However…
Jia Congming wasn't stupid and could look into the long-term—knowing that to survive, he had to be strong. Otherwise, even if he had something to eat, the wolves would come for him sooner or later.
The wolves were all level 2 beasts, some even level 3 beasts, while he was only a level 1 Hunter. He couldn't beat them at all. Sooner or later, he would die in the mouths of the wolves.
Unless he leveled up quickly!
The matter of the Bloodline Fruit had intensified over the past few days, giving Jia Congming hope.
Especially the picture Ye Jun posted today, which deeply irritated Jia Congming.
On what basis?
The reason why Ye Jun could be so happy and unfettered was that Ye Jun was so strong that he killed sharks like chickens.
If he could kill wolves just like chickens,and slaughter a few wolves everyday, he could earn gold coins and trade wolf meat for supplies. He would be able to live a good life as well.
In the end, for Ye Jun to be so strong, he must have awakened a special bloodline.
As long as he could also awaken his special bloodline, when he could punch a wolf and dominate the wilderness, wouldn't others have to call him Almighty Jia?
So Jia Congming went back to that valley while the wolves were out to get all the silver ores.
Jia Congming was now in the valley, but he couldn't move the silver ores right now, as the wolves could return at any moment. So he was very eager to trade with Ye Jun at this time.
Jia Congming panting, eagerly said, "Almighty Ye, I don't want anything else—I collected about 200 silver ores—I don't want anything else, just give me a Bloodline Fruit. And, there are probably more silver ores in the valley I reckon, and as long as I become stronger, I can always come and collect them later. Don't bargain with me, I know silver ores are definitely not so low profit as you have said before, otherwise, you wouldn't have made money so fast. You definitely wouldn't trade with me for such low profits!"
Jia Congming said while looking anxiously at the entrance of the valley, fearing that the wolves would suddenly return.
"Sure!" Ye Jun pondered for a moment and agreed.
Jia Congming had silver ores there. It could be a long-term resource, and Ye Jun didn't want to break their connection. Besides, 200 or so silver ores were high enough of a price!
Ye Jun plucked today's Bloodline Fruit and completed the transaction.
"Transaction successful, +178 silver ores!"
'You call this 200? It's a few dozen short!'
Ye Jun was a bit speechless but didn't haggle. These ores could also be refined to produce almost 18 silver ingots, which was worth 1,800 silver coins.
A Silver Blade only cost 1000 silver coins.
It was still a big profit!
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