socalfunplaces Chapter 13 I can't keep hiding anymore...
Chapter 13 I can't keep hiding anymore...
"One shot to the head...tsk, you got off easy."
"Survival is victory," he spat at the turtle corpse, a mouthful of bloody saliva. A sharp pain shot through his leg wound, making him grimace.
However, killing the former leader doesn't seem to be all bad.
He found that his "connection" with the remaining sea turtles had undergone a subtle change.
For example, the turtles seemed to regard him as their new "leader." The warning in the ship's attribute panel about "the turtle colony may flee due to danger" also disappeared on its own.
This means that these sea turtles have become his loyal subordinate force!
"A blessing in disguise? I guess so..." he muttered, but the anger on his face hadn't subsided.
He still felt he had lost a lot of money in this deal! He almost lost his life on the ship, and he felt incredibly aggrieved no matter how he thought about it.
Sensing that the new "leader" was in a rage, the sea turtles that had been floating quietly or paddling slowly around suddenly trembled with fear!
I only regret that I can't shrink back into my shell, I don't even dare to exert myself when paddling, and my limited brain capacity is completely unable to comprehend what is happening before my eyes:
Why is this newly appointed leader not mating with those beautiful female sea turtles, but instead cursing and swearing at the already cold corpse of the former leader, looking like he's about to explode with anger?
The sea turtles' tiny eyes were filled with immense confusion and fear, and they could only try even harder to make themselves inconspicuous.
Hopefully, the wrath of this hot-tempered new leader won't inexplicably spread to him.
"To survive is to win." He was exhausted from cursing, panting heavily, and sweating profusely.
He knew he couldn't delay any longer and had to get medication to treat his wounds as soon as possible, otherwise blood loss and infection would kill him, and he really wouldn't be able to "survive".
Just then, a special notification sound rang out.
This is the sound of a message from the account he's set to follow, 【You're Going to Have a Lucky Break】!
The thought that surviving meant victory roused him, and ignoring the throbbing pain in his leg, he quickly opened the control panel.
His gaze quickly swept over the counter-offering message sent by Yu Wang:
[You're in for a ton of luck!]: "You can exchange a basic energy core and turtle meat for a fever reducer, 10ml of alcohol, or two antibiotics. I don't need the turtle shell for now. Do you have any basic materials like wood or plastic? I can trade some of those for you."
Upon seeing this message, the man who believed that "surviving is victory" was instantly filled with conflict and heartache.
"Wood...plastic..." His lips twitched, and he subconsciously glanced around.
Although the "turtle train" he made with ropes is still there, the supplies piled on its back are no longer as "abundant" as they were yesterday.
He practically emptied his pockets to get the life-saving pistol and a few bullets from "Mad Shark".
Initially, "Mad Shark" only wanted to trade a "multi-purpose entrenching tool" or a "diving knife" for some food and water.
The idea that "surviving is victory" was misinterpreted. Someone proactively messaged the person who had previously offered to exchange "a large amount of basic resources + some rare materials" for "biubiubiu".
And they actually did have it!
He was initially worried that [Shark] would look down on "junk" like wood and stone, since someone who could get a gun would definitely have a different perspective and might already be free of basic materials!
Unexpectedly, after simply asking him what materials he had and how much, the other party agreed immediately!
The speed of the transactions and the leniency of the conditions made it seem like simply surviving was a victory, and at the time, I even felt like I was getting a bargain!
"Damn it, I should have kept something in reserve..." He angrily punched his uninjured leg, which aggravated the wound, causing him to grimace again.
He is now truly "bankrupt".
What should I do?
Should we simply accept the other party's offer to exchange only the energy core and turtle meat for some medicine? That might not be enough to treat his wounds, especially since antibiotics are crucial for reducing inflammation and preventing infection.
Alternatively, you could be shameless and try to negotiate a lower price, perhaps by offering "future output" as credit.
……
On the other side, Yu Wang leaned leisurely against the ship's side, keeping an eye on the surrounding sea while also keeping an eye on his private chat window.
I saw the "typing is in progress" message appearing and disappearing on the panel repeatedly for almost a minute, but no new message came through.
Yu Wang knew the time was almost right, so he asked the question knowing the answer already.
You're in for a ton of luck: "How did you get your hands on turtle meat? If you don't want to use basic materials to exchange for it, you can use turtle meat to supplement your supplies. 500 units of turtle meat can be exchanged for one medicine, and you can collect it indefinitely."
The message was sent and received a response almost instantly!
Survival is victory: "Can I trade 400 units of meat for one piece? Bro, I'm not exactly rolling in turtle meat here..."
The reply was quick, but the intention to haggle was also very clear.
As Yu Wang looked at the message, he could almost see the other person's angular face with two distinctive thick black eyebrows through the words.
He could even guess what the other person was thinking at that moment:
A single adult green sea turtle yields approximately 200 units of meat. If 400 units are needed for one medicine, then only two turtles need to be killed. However, if it's 500 units, then three turtles must be killed!
In the early stages of the game, surviving is the key to victory. Yu Wang can roughly estimate the size of the turtle group based on information he obtained from chatting with them in his previous life, as well as previous pictures and chat messages.
The total number is probably only seven or eight, which is already an extremely amazing starting advantage!
These sea turtles not only served as "living storage" but also compensated for the Sea Turtle's cramped cabins and poor durability.
The rest, besides being responsible for guarding and searching for resources, will probably also have to help the individuals that serve as warehouses to maintain the operation of the entire tortoise team.
The loss of each adult sea turtle has a real impact on his overall operational efficiency and development speed.
And this is exactly what Yu Wang wanted.
He was certainly aware of the potential and threat of "surviving is victory".
If he can successfully develop the "turtle farming" strategy, with the turtles' ability to search for underwater metal supply boxes, their defensive capabilities, and even the special abilities they might unlock, he will definitely be an extremely troublesome competitor in the early stages of the game, and may even suppress me, the reborn player, in some aspects!
Therefore, Yu Wang's reply was crisp and decisive, leaving no room for maneuver:
You're hoping for a stroke of luck: "No way. 500 units of meat for one pill, that's my bottom line. Or, you can find some basic materials to make up the difference. You can ask around; I haven't agreed to use basic materials as a substitute for anyone else besides you."
Even without inquiring about it, the idea that simply surviving is victory is clear to everyone.
It's not just that they haven't given a clear answer; the big boss hasn't even responded to those survivors who wanted to make up the price difference with basic materials!
The problem is, he can't even produce one unit of wood right now!
Are we going to trade away the gun we just got?
No, the guns, bullets, and the turtle colony are my capital for turning the tables in the future!
We're far from being at our wits' end; we absolutely cannot sell our livelihood!
Soon, a compromise solution formed in his mind: survival is victory.
He gritted his teeth and made a decision: 'Kill one more, make sure I have 400 units of meat… Forget the pills, I'll get more alcohol!'
While medication is important, the first step in treating open wounds and preventing infection is thorough cleaning and disinfection.
Alcohol is more direct in this regard than oral medication.
The rest is up to fate!
He immediately endured the excruciating pain and sent another message to Yu Wang:
"Survival is victory: Boss, I really can't come up with 500 units of meat! How about this, keep the basic energy core, and I'll scrape together 400 units of turtle meat! How much alcohol can that get you? Give me a hand, my wound is really going to die here if it's not treated soon! If you ever need my help again, just let me know!"
After sending the message, he collapsed onto his inflatable turtle, panting heavily.
Because of blood loss, his mind was foggy and his speech was illogical, but fortunately, his main idea remained unchanged.
He took a drag of his cigarette, his eyes fixed on the private chat window, as if awaiting his fate.
This is the maximum sincerity he can offer at the moment, along with all the liquid assets he has.
If the other party is persistent and makes exorbitant demands, I can always find someone else to buy the medicine! Or I can gamble on whether my life is tough enough!
At this moment, on the "Little Yellow Duck," Yu Wang sat in the cockpit looking at the new message and fell into a brief moment of thought.