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Andrea examined the underpants from all angles and finally confirmed that they were indeed just a pair of underpants–not a special item, no special functions.
She was a bit baffled. ‘How had this guy dropped a pair of underpants?
“Was he so broke that all he had left was the shirt on his back–and not even that?‘
She casually listed the underpants on the trading post, then took out another item.
A crudely made bird’s nest, quite unique in shape, with a piece missing.
The green–haird kid had given it to her.
It had no item description, so she had no idea what it did.
The kid had also left a note–make sure to put it in a tree.
Thank goodness she’d gotten the translator. Otherwise, she’d have had to save the note for later deciphering.
She didn’t understand, but she followed the kid’s instructions and placed the nest in the apple tree.
ust then, Dustin brought good news–after being installed on the island, the faucet worked perfectly.
vanished instantly. She didn’t plan on selling large quantities of water anymore.
First, she’d fill all ten bottles, then just use the water for daily consumption on the island.
Free, pure water–for as long as it lasted.
If she used too much too quickly, Russell would soon figure out the cause. Sustainable development was the real key.
At 10 PM, everyone finally decided to call it a day.
The “Happy Days” group started dividing the profits.
The water sales had brought in a total of 220,000 gold coins. With the 20% commission, Gwen, Denice, and Jason each received 44,000 coins.
She’d made 176,000 gold coins on this run!
“Jackpot!” she whooped. “Next time I see a Dock Berthing Card, I’m snapping it up without a second thought.”
The “Happy Days” group erupted in cheers.
None of them were short on gold, but who didn’t like money?
Andrea reforged a large bag of fruit candies and sent a handful to each person in the group.
She made pills for a few more minutes while wearing gloves, then couldn’t fight it anymore and fell into a dead sleep.
The next morning, her stamina had returned to normal.
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After washing up, she ate delicious soup dumplings while placing the new 300 square feet of foundation stones.
Her island was now 1620 square feet. With a bit more open space, it looked less cramped.
She opened the chat channel.
The group was talking about the change in leadership of the Masked Gang.
The new leader of the Masked Gang had issued a public statement.
He claimed that the previous members‘ evil deeds had been forced on them by the two former leaders.
Now they were a completely new gang. They would behave properly and asked everyone to hold them accountable.
Most people weren’t buying it. Could one sentence erase so many lives?
Obviously not.
The Masked Gang had simply lost two leaders in a row and gotten scared. That was all.
People were calling for the brave warrior who had killed the Masked Gang leader to wipe out the entire gang.
Andrea didn’t chime in. She didn’t want the credit, nor did she want to be anyone’s savior.
She’d killed Marlon because he threatened her safety. Horace had walked right into his own death.
She practiced martial arts with Dustin for two hours, then returned to her bedroom, drank some watermelon juice, and opened her chests.
Including what she’d salvaged today, she had six chest total.
One iron chest, five wooden chests.
She opened them and received clay x10, 2 gas canisters, 2 sets of sportswear, 2 gold coins, 30 silver coins, 5 bottles of yogurt drink, 1 loaf of wholemeal bread, 5 energy–saving lamps, 5 spools of electrical wire, 1 solar power storage unit, 5 packs of ramen, and 5 stones.
She was excited. ‘Ramen for lunch today! I’ll have Dustin add some extra goodies. Haven’t had it in a while!‘
She’d gotten another power storage unit, and she decided to put it in her bedroom and set up a small refrigerator for drinks, juice, and fruit.
That way, she wouldn’t need to run long wires or worry about insufficient power storage.
The robotic arm had become Dustin’s trusty helper. She occasionally saw a giant hand grab a large fish and drop it into the metal bucket by the kitchen door.
It had also salvaged some trash over the past couple of days, all piled up in a designated area Dustin had marked out.
From a distance, Andrea spotted a pink kiddie ride–an elephant shape, quite cute.
Wearing her sun–protective clothing, she walked over to the trash pile, set the ride aside, and planned to have Dustin wash it and see if it could be repaired. Maybe use it as decoration.
She quickly shook out each piece of trash to see if anything was usable.
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Just then, someone tagged her in the “Happy Days” group.
Jason Faulkner: [Andrea, do you have any heatstroke medicine? Liquid is fine, but pills work too.]
Andrea Rowland: [Are you suffering from heatstroke?]
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Jason Faulkner: [Not me. A client needs it. You might not have noticed, but the chat channel is full of people begging for medicine.
Jason Faulkner: [Just one dose is fine. Medicine seems hard to get from chests. I haven’t found much.]
Gwen Spencer: [If you have some, I’ll buy two doses. I couldn’t resist going out to do some smithing today, and now my head is a little dizzy.]
Jason Faulkner: […]
Andrea Rowland: […]
Denice Richmon: [Stay safe, girl. Look how many people have died in the chat channel the last few days.
Denice Richmon: [I just practice with my hammer in my room. I’ve already gone through five beds.]
The chat channel now showed a total population of 79,850. Many people were struggling to survive the extreme weather.
Just as she was chatting, Andrea’s hand, which had been sifting through the trash, stopped.
She looked at a piece of cardboard in her hand. She could barely make out two characters–anti–heatstroke medicine.
Well, speak of the devil!
[Reforge successful. Obtained 2 boxes of Heatstroke medicine–1,400 doses.]
She immediately replied in the group.
Andrea Rowland: [I just opened some. How many do you need? I’ll list the rest on the trading post.]
Jason Faulkner: [Two doses. One for me, thanks.]
Gwen Spencer: [Same here. Two doses. Thanks.]
Denice Richmon: [Two doses, Andrea.]
Jason Faulkner: [Andrea, you should keep some for yourself. If there aren’t many, don’t sell them.]
Andrea didn’t reply. She just sent a mysterious smile emoji.
She sent three doses to each of them, kept five boxes for herself, and listed the rest on the trading post.
All three sent her a bunch of gold coins. Jason sent 200 outright.
Andrea accepted 15 gold from each person and returned the rest.
Andrea Rowland: [I’m going to sell them on the trading post for 5 gold each. You guys gave me way too much.]
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