The Double Drop Buff Surviving The Endless Ocean novel Chapter 2

‘Double resources? Leeanne’s heart raced with excitement. This buff is straight–up active on me right now!”

A daily random luck boost. That had to mean she could come back every single day for a fresh one, and each day’s boost would be different.

Some might be absolute gold, others just solid.

She’d figure that out as time went on.

Either way, this Mystical Cherry Grove was already proving to be a complete game–changer.

Now she just had to see how crazy powerful Double Bonus actually was.

First things first though–how the heck did she get out of here?

“Exit,” she muttered, giving it a shot. The world blurred again, and just like that she was back on the raft.

Her eyes immediately caught a wooden chest bobbing along in the waves, drifting closer with the current.

The system chimed in right on cue.

[Survival Tip: Chests contain valuable supplies. Never let one pass. Use your fishing rod to hook it.]

“On it!” Leeanne snatched up the rod lying nearby.

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She noticed instantly that this wasn’t any regular fishing rod. It was thick and sturdy, the hook massive and tough, and there wasn’t a trace of bait anywhere.

‘How am I supposed to catch fish without bait?‘ she wondered.

Then again, a chest wasn’t a fish–it wasn’t gonna bite the hook on its own.

‘Screw it. Only one way to know, Leeanne thought, brushing off her doubts.

She wasn’t some pro angler, but she’d watched enough YouTube to fake the motion. She drew back and cast the line smooth and clean.

The hook shot out with a sharp snap and latched straight onto the chest. ‘Are you kidding me? It actually worked, she thought.

She reeled it in slow and steady until the chest bumped the raft’s edge, then hauled it aboard.

It was lighter than she’d expected.

The chest was weathered brown wood with an old–fashioned latch but no lock at all. She flipped it open without any trouble.

Inside sat a single bottle of mineral water, a pack of cream–filled buns, and a can of oatmeal.

[Opening chest… Double Bonus active: Mineral Water x2, Custard Croissant x2, Oatmeal x2.]

In the blink of an eye, perfect duplicates materialized right next to the originals.

It legit doubles everything. This buff is absolutely ridiculous–in the best possible way! Leeanne thought,

If she rationed smart, this haul could easily last her a solid two days.

Grinning wide, Leeanne twisted open a bottle of water and chugged several long, grateful swallows.

The sun had been brutal, and she’d been running on fumes for hours.

When the thirst finally eased, she cracked open a can of oatmeal and dug in.

While she ate, she pulled up the local chat.

The holographic screen was alive with complaints, everyone unloading their misery in a nonstop stream.

[My throat’s straight–up on fire, dudes. This raft’s got zilch to eat or drink. How are you guys even holding out?]

55 vouchers

[I’m legit dying here–thirsty as hell, roasting alive, stomach growling like crazy. What kind of garbage game skips the starter kit? Just slaps you with this crappy rod that catches nothing. Whatever, I’m done trying. Fate can take the wheel.]

[I finally snagged a chest. Pulled out a bottle of water. Sipping it real slow… man, it’s hitting the spot.]

[Got one too, but mine only had a pack of soda crackers.]

[Mine coughed up some nasty tangled plastic. Completely useless. Yeeted it right into the drink.]

[Found an empty chest. Got so mad I hurled the whole thing overboard.]

The messages kept rolling in like that.

Leeanne scrolled through them for a solid stretch and quickly realized chests were rare for most folks. Even the ones who scored usually only got one or two measly items, nothing close to the jackpot she’d hit.

No one else seemed to have her luck boost or the Survival on the Seas system; they were all stuck starting from scratch with just a basic raft and rod.

The only downside was how cramped things were getting Her already limited spare felt even more squeezed now that the chest was taking up a big chunk of it, turning every movement into a careful shuille.

Leeanne settled in with patient focus, casting and waiting. She’d tried dropping the hook for actual fish multiple times, but every attempt flopped.

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