Logan Lane felt very confused when he suddenly found himself on a small island, only seven meters wide and seven meters long. Just a moment ago, he remembered lying in a hospital bed. Now, the cold wind brushed against his thin hospital gown as he gazed out over the endless blue-black waters of the Arcane Ice Sea.
He looked around. The island had only one evergreen tree and a tall, weathered stone pillar. The sky above was bright, but the ocean around him looked dark and endless.
"What is happening? I was in a hospital just now… how am I here?" he said to himself, voice trembling.
Then an electronic, emotionless voice spoke in his mind:
"Welcome to the Survival Games World. You are a survivor from the ninth batch of civilizations. There are five 'realms of hardship' in this world: the Arcane Ice Sea, the Eclipse Forest, the Ironhearts Domain, the Dread Sands, and the Celestial Skyline. Each realm has different rules, but the goal is always the same: survive."
A distant rumble echoed across the sea.
"Arcane Ice Sea Provisions"
"Game Rules:
Rule 1: Survival for All.
The game will adjust each player's attributes based on their condition. Everyone must participate—whether you are terminally ill, a child, or pregnant. Nobody can avoid it. For humanity's future, children under 7 and seniors over 70 receive special benefits. If they have immediate family with them, that family member's Luck goes up by 3. If they have no family, they get double their starting attributes. People who cannot read or write well are given basic knowledge to understand the situation.
Rule 2: Everyone from different countries or factions is placed in random locations. You cannot depend on people from your own country being near you. You must rely on yourself.
Rule 3: The first three days are a safe period. The weather will be calm, and monsters will not attack unless you provoke them. Remember, your goal is simply to stay alive.
Rule 4: Hidden rules must be discovered by the survivors themselves."
A sudden warmth ran through Logan's body. He felt as though hot water was moving through his veins. A bright flash filled his mind, followed by a flood of new information. A clear status panel appeared in his thoughts:
[Name: Logan Lane]
[Gender: Male]
[Age: 20]
[Strength: 12]
[Agility: 8 (adult male norm is up to 10 pre-enhancement)]
[Constitution: Normal (G-level)]
[Luck: 13 (normal people can have up to 50)]
[Personal Space Backpack: 10 compartments, each can store up to 10 identical items of no more than 500 grams each. (Novice capacity cannot be increased.)]
Logan noticed other features listed there, but they were all grayed out.
"This feels so strange," he muttered, looking at the panel in his mind.
Inside his Personal Space Backpack, he saw three items:
[A semi-automatic fishing net]
[A 200g loaf of bread]
[A small bottle of purified water without a label]
He looked at the description of one of the items.
[Semi-Automatic Fishing Net]
Can be used 3 times per day to catch small fish or supply boxes within 3 meters.
Disappears after 7 days.
Note: The Arcane Ice Sea has a corrosive effect on weak gear or treasure boxes.
Logan let out a long breath. "I should see if there are others here," he said. He walked over to the stone pillar, placing one hand on its rough surface. A burst of light appeared, and he saw an ID: 420911hMo. There was a place to enter a name, so he typed:
"DemonSlayer"
When he did, three menu options popped up