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Chapter 23: Cutting Saw

Global Mist Survival: Building a Wooden House on an Island

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Huang Zhiteng needs 100 wood as a guarantee, so that can be exchanged for 20 iron here. The remaining trade quota of 150 iron requires 450 stone to exchange in full.

Adding the 200 stone needed for his own upgrade, 650 stone is just right. It would be best to have some extra for shelter construction after the upgrade.

Wang Yixin: “Big Brother, don’t joke with me...”Full novel: Global Mist Survival: Building a Wooden House on an Island — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠

Li Qinglang: “I’m not joking. It would be best to have a little more.”

Wang Yixin: “More? I thought upgrading the shelter only needed 200 stone. What do you need so much for?”

At that instant, Wang Yixin even suspected that Li Qinglang wanted to freeload off him.

Wang Yixin: “Forget it, I don’t care what you need it for, but let me make this clear first: I can trade 500 stone with you for purified seawater. The rest has to be exchanged for other things.”

Li Qinglang understood Wang Yixin’s request.

The fact that Wang Yixin was willing to exchange seawater for 500 stone was already very good. After all, Wang Yixin himself currently had two boxes of seawater, which could be used as an anti-inflammatory for a long time. For him, it was completely more than he needed.

Of course, he could also trade the seawater with someone else, but fine-grade stone would be no less marketable than seawater, so there was no need to make things more complicated.

Li Qinglang: “All right. Five liters of seawater for 500 stone, then 100 milliliters of Excellent-grade purified spring water for 300 stone. 800 in total. How about it?”

Wang Yixin: “Damn, Big Brother! You’re willing to trade excellent-grade spring water too?”

Li Qinglang: “I can’t help it. The shortfall is huge.”

Originally, Li Qinglang had not wanted to trade spring water again. Spring water was simply too useful.

It could be combined with food to strengthen the physique, regulate the body and treat colds and fevers, and even eliminate mist residue.

Without exaggeration, eighty percent of Li Qinglang’s current progress was because of the spring water.

Wang Yixin did not know whether to be happy or helpless. “I really want the spring water, but I’ll have given you all 800 stone. Then I won’t have anything left today to exchange for other items...”

Li Qinglang: “That’s not a big problem. We’ll do it in two batches. I don’t have enough spring water at the moment either. Let’s trade 500 for seawater first, then trade the remaining 300 tomorrow.”

Wang Yixin: “That’s great! Just when things seemed hopeless, a way out appeared. You’re my own Big Brother.”

After confirming the trade with Wang Yixin, the chicken soup was nearly done simmering.

He had something to satisfy his appetite, but he could not neglect improving his strength either.

He took out the Fine-Grade meat patty obtained from Killer Bro, cut off one-fifth of the half-kilogram meat patty for himself, and fed the rest to Da Ju.

Li Qinglang took his portion and, as usual, placed it on top of the fireplace to fry.

Unexpectedly, Da Ju came over at that moment with her portion of meat patty in her mouth and rubbed herself vigorously against Li Qinglang.

“Roar...”

“What? You want your portion fried too?”

“Roar~”

“Tsk, who would have thought you were such a civilized tiger?”

“Roar~”

After eating the meat patty left over by Li Qinglang that morning, Da Ju instantly felt that this was much more delicious than what she had eaten the previous night.

As an intelligent tiger, she instantly realized that it must be because Li Qinglang had processed it on top of the fireplace.

Although the poop scooper’s hunting skills were terrible, they certainly knew how to prepare food.

Therefore, Da Ju decided that from now on, her portion would have to be processed by Li Qinglang before she ate it.

After one human and one tiger finished eating the meat patties, Da Ju lazily sprawled out to rest, while Li Qinglang began all kinds of digestive exercises again.

Whenever this happened, Da Ju could never understand what the poop scooper was doing. Although the food tasted pretty good, it was not so delicious that he had to jump around, was it?

Half an hour later, the energy in his body had been completely absorbed.

At this point, although Li Qinglang was not hungry because his whole body was filled with energy,

he still eagerly took the chicken soup out of the fireplace.

As soon as he lifted the lid, a rich, savory fragrance filled the entire log cabin.

He used a ceramic spoon to scoop up a spoonful of chicken soup and blew on it beside his mouth.

He swallowed a mouthful.

Fresh, fragrant, and delicious!

Even the cold air in the surrounding area seemed to be dispelled considerably.

After drinking several more large mouthfuls of chicken soup, Li Qinglang could not help sighing:

“This chicken... really tastes like chicken!”

“It’s a pity I don’t have any Friend Slots left. Otherwise, I could send some to Killer Bro.”

He drank chicken soup while browsing the Exchange.

Li Qinglang’s goal this time was very clear: a Fine-Grade axe or saw!

At present, he only had an ordinary iron saw. Using it to obtain Fine-Grade fir wood was far too troublesome. He estimated that by the time its blade edge was worn smooth, it would not have sawed through more than a few trees. It was time-consuming and exhausting.

If nothing unexpected happened, Li Qinglang would spend all of tomorrow logging fir wood.

He did not dare hope for Wang Yixin’s Excellent-grade farm tools, but he still had to get a Fine-Grade one.

After briefly scanning the Exchange, there were roughly three kinds of logging tools: axes, saws, and hatchets.

Of course, there were also some bizarre items, such as “an electric saw with no electricity” and “a diesel saw with only one tank of fuel.”

To be honest, Li Qinglang was genuinely tempted by that diesel saw. Although it had only one tank of fuel, it was fully automatic.

Unfortunately, the seller’s asking price was far too high—500 stone—so he immediately gave up.

A regular Fine-Grade axe cost only around 350 stone. Full automation was nice, but it was not durable, and the one thing a man could least afford was poor endurance.

After hesitating for a moment, Li Qinglang chose a Fine-Grade cutting saw. Mainly because the seller had priced it at 50 fine-grade stones, which he could afford exactly, so he did not need to use Private Chat to negotiate.

【Fine steel cutting saw(Fine)】

Introduction: A cutting saw forged from high-quality steel, with two functions. One side is a sharp blade, while the other is a chopping blade. The method of logging can be decided according to the thickness of the tree.

Li Qinglang was very satisfied with this item. It could both chop and saw, and its blade was 1.2 meters long. At a key moment, it could even be used as a weapon.

After completing the trade for the cutting saw, Li Qinglang had only one trading opportunity left today. He had not yet decided what to exchange for, so he planned to check the chat channel.

“Brothers, I’m finally doing well too. Today, I got an excellent-grade item from a Bronze Treasure Chest.”

“Where did you all find your treasure chests? Aside from the guaranteed boxes distributed by the System, I haven’t even seen a single iron treasure chest.”

“Don’t compare yourself to a lucky dog. My Bronze Treasure Chest gave me a pile of common items. I’m completely dumbfounded.”

“What kind of things were they? Getting warm supplies would be pretty good too. The temperature is dropping far too quickly.”

“Yeah, I accidentally fell into a puddle when I went outside today and almost kicked the bucket from hypothermia. Luckily, I urgently exchanged for a bowl of Fine-Grade ginger soup at the Exchange. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to chat here.”

“Don’t mention it. I couldn’t sleep last night...”

“Why didn’t you sleep? Because you weren’t tired?”

“??? Why didn’t you sleep, then?”

“I did sleep. I was wrapped in a thickened cashmere quilt and slept wonderfully.”

“Blocked.”

..

After closing the chat channel, he could not help admiring these people’s positive attitudes. But then again, every Survivor was alone in some corner of the world.

Cold, fear, confusion, and loneliness—their own weakness could not possibly stand against these negative emotions.

If they did not want to be driven insane, the World Chat Channel was the only place where they could communicate and relieve stress.

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