Surveying the day's haul, Logan quickly tossed the rancid footwrap onto the rocks by the sea and walked away. Fortunately, that item wasn't in the same chest as the bun—otherwise, even with his hunger, Logan wouldn't have been able to eat it.
By now, nearly a day had passed. Opening the stone pillar's chat interface, Logan saw that the entire region's chat was much quieter than in the morning. Flipping through the records, it was mostly complaints, insults, and some humorous postings.
One message almost made Logan laugh out loud, providing a little entertainment after a tiring day. It read:
NotSlippin: "Hey, does anyone have toilet paper?! I've got diarrhea, and this sea is too dark to wash in. I crawled into something… weird."
More than ten minutes later, another popped up:
NotSlippin: "This place sucks. The trees on my island don't even have leaves. I tried wiping with a twig—now I'm bleeding! It hurts so bad. Anyone got medicine to spare?"
This sparked all sorts of mockery and laughter, with some scolding NotSlippin for his poor decisions. Nobody had enough treasure chests or supplies to just give things away. Even if they did, they'd want something in return.
Further along, there were messages from people looking for missing relatives, although most knew it was a long shot. Others asked how to use the fishing nets, and a few helpful souls taught them step by step.
Logan opened the trading interface, which was similar to an online marketplace. Each item had its own asking price, but what really caught his eye was the food and water category—already full of over 170,000 requests.
Seeing so many people asking for basic supplies, Logan rolled his eyes. Did that mean many had gotten no water or food? A few posts stood out:
SunnySide: "Anybody got water or bread? I'll trade a floating stone for one 500ml bottle of water or two 80g+ bread rolls."
OldTimer: "Anyone have milk? I'll trade a down jacket."
AliasOutThere: "Is there some luck-blessed player out there? Save me! I have a beautiful face, long legs, and a great figure. DM me to trade water and food for exclusive pics."
Logan scrolled through. The reality was clear: this was survival of the fittest. Everyone was scrambling for essentials, offering whatever odd items they had in hope of a fair exchange. With a sigh, he closed the interface. His day had been exhausting enough. Tomorrow, he would decide what to do with the fish, seeds, and odd supplies he'd collected. Until then, he needed rest. Survival in this Arcane Ice Sea would only get tougher from here.
Logan Lane opened the district chat and saw several new messages. He noticed that the chat was as noisy as ever, with people debating about luck, alliances, and the harshness of survival. One post quickly caught his eye:
IAmABigStar:
"Hello, everyone! I'm Lucy Knight, a famous star. I have a special giveaway for any fans in this area. If you're one of my supporters, reach out to me privately so we can discuss the details. Don't miss your once-in-a-lifetime chance!"
Another post appeared right after:
LivelihoodExpert:
"I've got bad news for everyone. Let's be honest—most of us normal folks don't stand a chance in this survival game. If any lovely ladies want to spend our final days together, message me, and maybe we can figure something out."
A user called FrostMind quickly replied:
FrostMind:
"Quit trying to scare everyone, 'Expert.' We all know things are tough, but don't tear down our hope with your grim outlook!"
A fourth user, Moose, chimed in:
Moose:
"Yeah! You claim you're hungry and doomed, yet you still brag about wanting a pretty companion? You should focus on surviving before you talk romance!"
Then a flood of short messages followed:
"Totally agree with Moose. You should just leave!"
"+1, get lost!"
"… +999!"