“Alright, the pot is clean.
Now let’s see what I can whip up for us to eat~” Ai took the pot from Sento and rolled up her sleeves, looking quite capable.
She placed the pot by the stove and began inspecting the pile of food they had gathered.
Sento, meanwhile, looked at the workbench in the room with surprise.
In the game, this metal workbench would open a crafting menu to make clothes and tools, and now it was covered in various small odds and ends.
Not hearing a response from Sento, Ai looked up.
Noticing where he was looking, she said with a smile, “I can’t let Sento-kun do everything alone, can I?
So while you were out, I tidied up a bit and scavenged the remaining supplies in the room.”
Aside from food and clothing, the main supplies collected in the cabin were concentrated on medical items.
On the table sat a small bottle of Painkillers, a small roll of Bandages, and a bottle of Disinfectant that was about half full.
The matches Sento had used earlier to start the fire were also placed on the table, along with a stack of newspapers about three or four centimeters thick.
These were just the small items; the real highlights were what followed—things Ai had found tucked away in the corners.
First was a Hunting Knife with a leather sheath.
When drawn, its cold blade gleamed, looking very practical.
“A Hunting Knife…” Sento clicked his tongue.
Having a weapon was certainly a good thing, but he wasn’t exactly a knife expert before he transmigrated.
He wouldn’t be able to do much with it in a fight.
He decided to give it to Hayasaka; with her skills, having such a sharp tool would be like giving wings to a tiger.
Besides the Hunting Knife, there were two golden, slightly elongated Rifle Cartridges lying side by side.
“Oh, right, the Rifle!” Blaming himself for forgetting, Sento snapped his head up and saw the empty gun rack on the wall.
Seeing the rack was empty, Sento remembered the containers in this room that usually spawned good loot.
He quickly turned to look at the other side of the room, only to find that the Safe that should have been between the table and the cabinet was missing.
In the game ‘the long dark’, Safes are special containers with a high probability of containing rare items.
They appear in fixed locations, such as here in Trappers Home.
‘Tsk, is it because the game has become reality?
A regular hunter’s cabin isn’t qualified to have something as high-end as a Safe?
After all, it’s normal for a hunter to not have anything that absolutely needs to be kept in a Safe.’
From a realistic perspective, the absence of a Safe seemed reasonable, but Sento still felt a bit disappointed.
At that moment, Ai asked curiously, “I remembered when I found the bullets—didn’t Sento-kun say before that there might be firearms here?”
“Yeah, there are guns.
Both Rifles and Revolvers.
Theoretically, this house has a chance to spawn a Rifle, but it looks like our luck isn’t very good.”
Sento couldn’t help but look regretful.
Setting aside whether he knew how to use a firearm, finding a Rifle in a wilderness survival situation would significantly boost one’s sense of security.
Picking up a can of Pork and Beans, Ai gave a mischievous smile.
“I think our luck is great, actually, since I met someone as reliable as Sento-kun.”
Alright, stop flirting.
Xiao Chunan would have been completely dazed by such charms.
Feeling like the air was about to be filled with a pink filter, Sento quickly forced himself to regain his focus.
Sento watched Ai as she picked through the food.
He noticed that although she had a smile on her face, her brow was slightly furrowed as if she were worried about something, so he instinctively asked,
“What’s wrong?
You look like you have a bit of a headache?”
“Ahaha…
did you catch that?” Ai scratched her cheek, propping her face up with one hand, and said with some difficulty, “I was just calculating our food situation.
What Sento-kun said earlier makes a lot of sense.
We’ve traveled so far, and we have to sleep in this room that isn’t particularly warm tonight.
We need calories; eating too little won’t do.
But if we eat too much, what will we do later?
I still don’t know where we’re going to get more food.”
“As for food…” Sento pondered for a moment before slowly saying, “Actually, I thought about that while I was out washing the pot.
In the game, Trappers Home is indeed a decent survival spot, but surviving here long-term requires hunting.
Neither of us seems capable of that right now, so I plan for us to move to another location tomorrow.”
“Another location?” Ai played along perfectly as his audience.
Sento nodded.
“Exactly.
The Camp Office.
It’s one of the best places for survival on this map—maybe even in the whole game.
First, the two-story wooden building of the Camp Office itself has much better insulation.
Second, it’s easier to gather food.
For example, there are wild plants there that can be harvested in decent quantities, and you can find grouses and rabbits.
There are even several Ice Fishing Huts on the nearby lake where we can fish.”
“Wow, that sounds like a great place!” Ai’s eyes lit up.
“Then we’re heading out tomorrow?”
“Yeah, we’ll get some good rest tonight, eat our fill tomorrow, and then set off.
Otherwise, the longer we stall here, the less food we’ll have, and our condition will only get worse.”
“If we’re leaving tomorrow morning…
that means we only need to worry about dinner tonight and breakfast tomorrow?
That makes things much simpler.” The expression on Ai’s face relaxed considerably.
“But speaking of which, how far is it from here to that office?
We don’t have a map or anything.
Sento-kun, can you remember the exact route?
And is the terrain difficult?”
Calculating the situation in her head, Ai used her toe to tap the leather shoes that were still drying nearby.
“I’m worried that it’ll be hard to cross difficult terrain in shoes like these.
Also, will we run into any dangerous wild animals on the way, like wolves or something?”
Sento scratched his head.
“Hmm…
the terrain isn’t too complex.
The Mystery Lake map is one of the ones I’m most familiar with.
The route from here to the Camp Office is also very clear.
After we leave this cabin, we walk with our backs to it and head to the right.
After crossing a snowy field, we’ll see an abandoned railroad.
The rest is even simpler; as long as we follow the tracks down, we’ll see the Camp Office.
However, the distance is indeed an issue.
The protagonist in the game can get there in half a day.
But that’s a game protagonist—a tough guy who can eat nothing but venison steaks for a month, occasionally eating a few Rose Hips for vitamins, gorging on protein without any carbs or fats.
They can also carry 30kg and march through a blizzard for several hours without an issue…
I’m afraid the two of us can’t quite compare to a character like that.”