Others try to survive on an island, I try to survive on a raft?

Chapter 115 Long-Term Investment

Chapter 115 Long-Term Investment

It was almost time for today, and Su Jin didn't plan to go see the island with the red flag.

If the red flag is still there tomorrow, he will assume that the island owner is dead. At most, when he goes there, he will help the other party take revenge and then erect a tombstone for him.

This can be considered as exchanging resources on the other island.

The principle that what is unclaimed should be taken by the capable is an age-old truth.

Now, he plans to go see Lao Zhang, make one last deal, and then prepare to return home. He has a big plan for tomorrow.

By this time, Lao Zhang had almost finished tidying up his little home.

The little rock turtle killed using territory rules had no wounds on its body, and no blood flowed onto the ground. After cleaning, its cabin was still relatively clean.

Some of the small rock turtles had been dead for too long, and their internal organs were somewhat rotten, making them a bit troublesome to deal with.

But it doesn't matter, he can turn these rotten things into bait and use them to fish, so it's not a waste.

After all, his talent description states that catching good fish is also related to the rarity of the bait. This is the first time he has had such good bait. In the past, he would just use dead fish from the beach or something.

As Su Jin's sailboat slowly approached, Old Zhang saw the massive, dark silver log lying across the deck from afar, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock, but he wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

Seeing Su Jin disembark, he quickly ran back into the house, brought out a wooden bucket filled with seawater, inside which floated a crystal-clear blue jellyfish.

This thing is an ice jellyfish, a fresh catch he just got from his fishing rod trip to the cape, which he's using as a thank-you gift.

"Boss, I really owe you a lot just now, otherwise I would have lost my life to those turtles." Old Zhang smiled, wiped his sweat, and handed the wooden bucket forward.

"This is a rare jellyfish I just caught while reeling in my line at the cape. You've seen it before, so please make sure you keep it."

Su Jin looked down and saw that this one was obviously fresher and bigger than the previous one, so it should be more effective.

If you suffer a cut or burn, tear off a piece of thin film and apply it; it will quickly stop the bleeding and reduce inflammation, and may even save your life.

Without any hesitation, he took the package and handed it to Lin Xuan beside him, saying cheerfully, "Thanks, Lao Zhang. By the way, do you have any more stockpiled goods here? Let's get another batch before I leave."

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Upon hearing this, Old Zhang's face immediately fell, and he complained with a bitter expression, "Boss, you have no idea! I've been so busy hiding from sea turtles these past two days that I haven't dared to reel in my fishing rod. Apart from this jellyfish, even a mouse would cry if it went in here."

He glanced at his dilapidated little wooden hut, rubbed his hands nervously, and tentatively asked, "Um—sir, could you lend me some wood on credit?"

"If this house isn't fixed tonight, even the sea breeze will give me a cold. I'll fish twice as hard tonight, and I'm sure I'll find something good to pay off my debt tomorrow, okay?"

Su Jin didn't mind Old Zhang's disheveled appearance.

This guy's talent is a long-term investment. Give him a push now, and who knows, he might catch some incredible black technology in the future.

"Okay, take it and use it first."

Su Jin generously let Shen Qiaoqiao unload twenty units of timber and throw them on the beach, then patted Old Zhang on the shoulder: "Make sure the house is repaired properly. I'll come back tomorrow. If I catch any broken shoes or tattered socks, I won't take responsibility."

Old Zhang nodded repeatedly, tears of gratitude streaming down his face, watching the sailboat gradually disappear into the distance.

It was dusk, and the setting sun had dyed the sea a rather unsightly golden color.

Because it was loaded with a large amount of iron ore and a heavy steel log, the sailboat had a much deeper draft and its speed was noticeably slower.

Su Jin stood at the helm and deliberately made slight adjustments to the course, avoiding the island that was shrouded in a strange, eerie green mist all year round.

He still feels lingering fear from the last time he encountered the siren's song there.

On the board, Lin Xuan was vividly recounting the thrilling events of that night to Shen Qiaoqiao.

"You have no idea, when the song in the mist enters your mind, it's like countless handsome men are beckoning to you, and you can't resist it."

"If it weren't for Brother Su's quick reaction, I'd probably be fertilizer on that island by now."

Shen Qiaoqiao's face turned pale as she listened, trembling in Lin Xuan's arms. She stole a glance at the faint green mist in the distance, her voice trembling with tears: "That—that's really haunted! Uncle, can we stay away from there from now on?"

Su Jin listened to the little girl's whispers behind him but didn't respond. He just silently chewed on a small dried fish.

Looking at the dark silver steel and wood on the deck, and then at the unfinished purple cannon barrel, my feelings were different than before.

Before, it was pure fear, but now, as the equipment gradually accumulates, a hint of ambition has sprouted from that fear.

If we had that Tier 3 main cannon, along with the gunpowder Lin Xuan developed, would we be able to give those mystical things a shot to test their power the next time we encounter them?

"Danger often comes with opportunity."

Su Jin muttered to himself and casually ate all the dried fish.

He didn't want to think about anything else right now; he just wanted to get back to Forest Island as soon as possible to prepare for upgrading the ship tomorrow.

Upgrading is his only trump card to dominate this sea area.

Before they even returned to Forest Island, Su Jin and the others on the ship could smell a stench from afar!

Okay, Su Jin and Lin Xuan were very familiar with this stench; it was the smell of stinky fish.

Actually, it also contains some savory aroma of razor clam extract, but who would bother to carefully distinguish the foul smell? It's something you wouldn't even want to smell.

On the shore, Li Yuanyuan looked utterly dejected as she stirred the stinky fish oil in the pot with a twig.

"Sigh, this pot is no longer needed. I hereby declare that from now on it can only be used to render fish oil."

Shen Ruying, standing next to her, also looked like she wanted to die. She thought she could hold back, but she underestimated her strength.

Looking at the black fish oil in the pot, she added, "This pot is definitely unusable. Also, this is fish oil; it's meant to be used for cooking later—"

The thought of this sent chills down Li Yuanyuan's spine. How could she sleep at night if she burned this thing?

What's the difference between this and boiling manure at night?!

Thankfully, that happened later. This was the last batch, and once it was done, it was over. At least I wouldn't have to suffer tonight.

Just then, the sailboat docked at the shore, and the three of them, pinching their noses, walked off.

"Ahem, is it over yet? If it's over, hurry up and pack it up."

Su Jin frowned; even he was starting to feel a little uncomfortable.

"Okay, that's all."

Li Yuanyuan quickly poured the fish oil from the pot into the shell, and after covering it, the stench dissipated considerably with the breeze.

Then she and Shen Ruying looked at the ship and also noticed the large steel and wood tree trunk.

"You found steel and wood again? Does that mean we can upgrade the ship?" Li Yuanyuan asked in surprise.

Su Jin nodded, his tone slightly excited: "That's right, everyone go to bed early, we'll be redecorating the ship tomorrow."