"Hint: Your Combat Power has increased by 4 points!"
"Hint: Tenfold Critical Hit effect triggered! Your Combat Power has increased by 40 points!"
An icy pain spread through Lin Bei's body. At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, devoid of any color.
Cold sweat dripped like raindrops from his forehead. He whimpered and wailed, rolling on the beach by the shore.
"Ahhh—this is too damn painful, isn't it? Damn, damn, damn..."
The surging power within his body made Lin Bei's blood churn, feeling like he could punch a bull to death with one blow.
Yet, the excruciating pain made him gasp for air continuously.
At this moment, Lin Bei was in pain yet happy.
Just like that, after performing floor exercises for over half an hour, Lin Bei finally paused, lying on the ground, breathing heavily with a look of utter despair.
"I... Holy crap, this Combat Power increase almost took half my life."
"But what I didn't expect was that the Combat Power gained from leveling up could also trigger the system's critical hit effect, which is incredible!"
"But then again, a mere 10x Combat Power critical hit was already so painful. If it triggered a several dozen or even a hundredfold Combat Power critical hit, the consequences..."
Lin Bei shivered, a wave of fear washing over him.
It hurt, it hurt so much!
Thankfully, it was only a tenfold critical hit!
Otherwise, he would have become the first clown among all Survivors to die from pain due to a sudden surge in Combat Power!
"Hiss... that was close..."
Lin Bei was still shaken. Only when the swelling pain in his body completely dissipated did he slowly get up from the beach.
The beach was a mess, with human-shaped imprints everywhere.
Lin Bei opened his attribute panel.
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"Name: Lin Bei"
"Survivor ID: 10101"
"Level: 5"
"Experience: 0/500"
"Combat Power: 45"
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Now, Lin Bei, due to the 1000 experience points obtained from killing the Great White Shark, had continuously leveled up 4 times, becoming a glorious Level 5 Survivor.
His Combat Power, which was originally only supposed to increase by 4 points, had increased by a whopping 40 points due to the tenfold critical hit effect!
Now, he was no longer a weakling!
On the contrary, Lin Bei felt terrifyingly strong at this moment!
"If I'm not mistaken, according to my previous physical condition, each level up would only increase Combat Power by 1 point. Tsk tsk, that's truly pitifully weak."
"But fortunately, the critical hit effect was triggered. Although the process of Combat Power increase was painful, overall, it's a case of suffering coming to an end and joy beginning."
Lin Bei sighed inwardly, feeling the cool touch of the Frost Ice Repeating Crossbow in his hand. He directly tucked it into his waist to cool himself down.
Afterward, he clapped his hands and went directly to the mountain of supplies, continuing to move them into the warehouse.
This time, with his increased Combat Power, Lin Bei clearly felt more than a little bit lighter.
He could now carry ten purified water bottles, each weighing over a dozen jin, at once without any effort.
Looking at the ten bottles of purified water, stacked two to three meters high in his arms, Lin Bei wore a relaxed and comfortable expression.
At this moment, he felt like he had endless strength.
Although his Combat Power had only increased by a few tens of points, he felt as if his strength had increased by at least ten times!
In addition, his neural reaction speed and cell activity also improved significantly.
Now, with a full leap, he could jump directly from the first floor of the warehouse to the second floor.
One must know, this was a distance of a full five meters!
Lin Bei felt like he was a superhero now!
"Awesome! Hahahaha—"
In an instant, Lin Bei felt that the physical pain he had endured before was nothing at all.
If half an hour of pain could make his strength skyrocket by a large margin, then he wished for several more hours of such pain.
"Keep working!"
Lin Bei's lips curved upward, filled with vigor.
In just about half an hour, he had moved all the remaining supplies outside into the warehouse and arranged them neatly.
At this time, the Survivor Bracelet showed that it was already two in the afternoon.
On the coast, heat shimmered, and it was scorching hot.
Now was the hottest time of the day.
In the public chat channel, many people were asking for help.
"Damn it! I can't take it anymore! This cursed weather is too extreme! I'm almost dehydrated from the heat! Is there any kind soul willing to trade me a few bottles of purified water? I'm willing to exchange them for other supplies!"
"Shit, it's too damn hot outside, isn't it? There's no way to fish for supplies! Guys, is anyone selling tents? Trade with me quickly, I'll definitely give you a generous reward!"
"It's over, I've gotten heatstroke, my head is dizzy, I'm almost done for. I've already put all my supplies on the Trading Hall for free. You guys keep fighting, I'm giving up."
"Where's Great Lord? Didn't you post a picture of yourself drinking iced cola before? Could you trade some ice cubes to your little brother privately? I'm willing to trade good stuff!"
"That's right! Beiming, get out here! Are you just going to watch us, your fellow citizens from Blue Star, die of heat here? Don't you have any sympathy? Hurry up and give out ice cubes and water to everyone!"
Suddenly, a familiar ID appeared, starting to criticize Lin Bei.
This person was Turkey-Flavored Potba, the Survivor Lin Bei had blacklisted earlier for shouting in the chat channel.
"Exactly! Didn't you see that brother above who put all his supplies on the Trading Hall for free? Can't you be more considerate? Are you even from Kyushu anymore?"
Immediately after, another familiar ID appeared, following Turkey-Flavored Potba to furiously criticize Lin Bei.
This person was "I am arrogant, what can you do to me??", who had previously been ridiculed by everyone for making sarcastic remarks about Lin Bei in the chat channel.
Soon, as the two started to stir up trouble, a group of people also emerged, joining them in criticizing Lin Bei.
"Damn it, I was busy just now and didn't have time to check the chat channel, and I don't know what's going on with others."
"Why are they starting to curse me now? What the hell..."
Lin Bei raised an eyebrow, the smile on his lips instantly vanishing.
He glanced at the IDs of the two culprits, feeling a little puzzled.
He himself was a Level 2 Island Lord, but he only had 20 opportunities to speak in the public chat channel each day.
However, Turkey-Flavored Potba and "I am arrogant, what can you do to me??" had already sent more than ten messages from beginning to end.
Could it be... they also upgraded their Islands?
Or was there another reason?
Lin Bei frowned, scoffing at their antics.
Then, he put some Cutting ice cubes on the Trading Hall, set up the trade, and directly blacklisted Turkey-Flavored Potba and "I am arrogant, what can you do to me??".
During this time, his Ice Maker had produced nearly 400 portions of ice cubes. He divided these ice cubes into four equal pieces and put them all up for sale.
In an instant, 1500 tradeable ice cubes appeared in the Trading Hall.
As for the exchange price, he set it relatively broadly: if there were primal stone, one primal stone could be exchanged for two ice cubes. In addition, other basic supplies could also be traded for ice cubes, but the required quantity was much higher.
This way, he could ensure that as many Survivors as possible could exchange for ice cubes.
It was a pity that his Ice Maker could only produce one ice cube every 10 seconds, and there were nearly ten thousand Survivors in his public channel, so the ice cubes he could provide could only barely solve the urgent need.
In the long run, it was still a drop in the bucket.
Thinking of this, Lin Bei began to use the wood and hardwood he had acquired earlier, burying himself in building wooden warehouse.
With a warehouse, others would at least have an extra place to shelter from the scorching sun, which could reduce the number of Survivor deaths from illness as much as possible.
Fortunately, once Lin Bei fully mastered the blueprints for the Basic Wooden Warehouse, he could reduce the area of the warehouse by using fewer materials.
Otherwise, if he were to build warehouses according to the 7x7 footprint of his own Island's warehouse, the Islands of other Survivors might not be able to accommodate such a massive warehouse.
After all, at the very beginning, a Survivor's Island only had an area of 5x5.
At this moment, Lin Bei was manufacturing wooden warehouse with a minimum material specification of 10 wood and 1 hardwood.
Calling it a warehouse, it was actually just a small wooden hut.
It occupied an area of 2x2 and was only 2 meters high, barely enough to provide shade and rest.
Before long, Lin Bei had manufactured several hundred small wooden hut warehouses and put them all on the trading mall. Each warehouse was priced at 20 basic materials, or 2 hardwood or other materials of equivalent quality.
This was simply the cost price!
This was the only thing he could do for these poor Survivors.
Of course, those who had previously followed suit and cursed him were all noted down in his little book and dragged into the trade blacklist.
Although he wanted to help these Survivors, he didn't want to save any of those who harbored malice towards him.
After all, resources were limited, so it was best to save those he found agreeable.
As for the annoying ones, let them fend for themselves.
Moreover, if he could save many people, he would also accumulate some popularity and reputation among the group of Survivors, which would make it much more convenient for him to acquire materials and blueprints in the future.
This was an investment in goodwill.
After all, his development speed alone would certainly not be as fast as with the help of a group of people.
Therefore, he needed to maintain good relationships with the Survivors as much as possible and trade for more useful supplies from them.
Of course, the fundamental reason was that when he flaunted his daily life photos, someone had to see them.
If all these people died, he would be surviving alone.
Island vacation life without any interaction was bound to be bland.
Therefore, even if it was just to provide himself with more emotional value, it was worth it.
Sure enough, there was no need for Lin Bei to explain anything.
As he continuously put ice cubes and small wooden huts on the Trading Hall, many Survivors in the public channel spontaneously gathered and began to counterattack those moral blackmailers.
"You trash, stop yelling! Great Lord Beiming has already put up a large batch of ice cubes and small wooden huts for everyone to cool off! What about you guys, you trolls, have you taken out anything to help everyone?"
"You disgraceful wretches! All you do all day is bark! You just said Great Lord Beiming had no sympathy, but what about you? Forget ice cubes, can you even put up some purified water to help others?"
"Exactly! What I hate most are you hypocritical moralists! When things actually happen to you, you pretend to be deaf and dumb and don't say a word! Why don't you keep yelling?"
In the public channel, everyone launched a general attack on the moralists who had been sarcastic before.
And those people instantly fell silent, completely vanishing as if they had never appeared.
No matter how others cursed, they remained silent.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! That damn Beiming blacklisted me again! You just wait! This time you got lucky! I will definitely find you and make your life a living hell!!!"
On a deserted Island, a scrawny young man with yellow hair cursed, fiercely smashing his half-eaten instant noodles to the ground.
Then, he rummaged through a pile of miscellaneous items behind him and finally found an excellent quality Hardwood Ship Blueprint.
"Hmph, Beiming, right? You have a lot of supplies, right? You just wait for me! I'm going to build a ship now, go out to sea, and kill you! Then... all your supplies will be mine!"
A chilling smile appeared on Turkey-Flavored Potba's lips, then he reached for his waist.
There, a silver Desert Eagle Pistol was quietly tucked.
He had had enough, he wasn't going to waste any more time on the deserted Island. He was going out to sea, to salvage more supply treasure chests, and along the way, plunder the Islands of all other Survivors!
History told him that plundering was the fastest way to rise.
He now had a gun and bullets. Once he built the hardwood Ship, he could achieve great things!
"Those who cursed me in the public channel! I've remembered all of you! Later... I'll come find you one by one to settle the score!"
"You guys can develop slowly, then... all the supplies you accumulate will be mine!!!"
The scrawny young man with yellow hair's eyes gleamed with a sinister light, and a cruel arc formed at the corner of his lips... Lin Bei leaned back comfortably in his lounge chair, a cool breeze from the electric fan blowing past his ears. He sipped iced cola while scanning the
Suddenly, he saw a Survivor with the ID "Oil King" @Beiming in the chat channel.
Oil King (ID: 18888): "@Beiming, Great Lord Beiming! I want to trade with you! Your little brother here wants to drink iced cola now! If possible, I'd also like a few cigarettes! I can trade oil with you!"
"Whether it's crude oil, fuel, vegetable oil, or lubricating oil, I have everything! Plus, I have some other good stuff that's inconvenient to mention for trade! I hope Great Lord can private message me for a trade! Please~~~~"
Lin Bei's lips, which had been curved upward, twitched slightly as he read the message.
This guy... truly lives up to his name.
And his ID number also exuded an aura of wealth everywhere.
Hmm... he doesn't seem simple!
"Interesting."
Lin Bei murmured, then clicked on Oil King's ID and chose to private message him.
He wanted to see what good stuff the other party had that was inconvenient to mention in the public channel.
To be honest, the other party's words had piqued his interest.