Video game I Can Turn Waste Into Treasure novel Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Is She Actually a Miracle Doctor?

Andrea Rowland’s island had expanded to a layout of roughly six by sixteen feet. It remained a barren stretch of land, save for a single boulder about two feet high.

She tucked her fishing rod into her inventory as evening approached.

Supply chests didn’t drop at night, and there was no point in letting gear clutter her limited floor space.

After pulling out her underwater thruster, she spent a moment considering her options before installing it at the very back of the island.

The surface interface was simple. It consisted of a three-foot-tall pedestal topped with a small touchscreen to set the coordinates.

Currently, the display showed they were heading southeast with 300 miles of travel remaining.

The speed was set at a steady six miles per hour.

That meant the island would automatically travel for an hour every day, which covered her daily movement quest.

‘What a massive win for sea survival,’ she thought, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders.

She was confident she could handle the tasks herself, but she wasn’t about to turn down an extra safety net.

I just have no idea how to get my hands on more energy cores,’ she wondered, her eyes lingering on the screen.

Choosing not to dwell on it, Andrea swept the loose gravel and dust off the ground and pulled on a second thermal suit.

She drifted off to sleep almost the moment she lay down.

*****

The next morning, the sky brightened at seven o’clock sharp.

Andrea boiled some water and spent a few minutes browsing the trading post.

She eventually swapped half a loaf of bread for three toothbrushes.

Since she couldn’t find any toothpaste, she simply rinsed her mouth a few extra times.

‘In a place like this, having even the basics is a blessing,’ she reminded herself, trying to stay positive.

Breakfast was a single dinner roll, which left her only half-full.

While waiting for Bubba, she tried to do some basic Pilates and a few old gym class stretches.

She realized halfway through that she couldn’t remember most of the proper form.

‘Whatever, I’ll just call it a stretching session,’ she decided with a shrug.

Andrea knew her physical condition was abysmal, which was essentially a death sentence in this world.

She had to dedicate time to exercise every day if she wanted a real shot at staying alive.

At exactly eight o’clock, Bubba’s head popped out of the water. Andrea jumped, startled by his sudden appearance.

‘Has he been lurking down there the whole time?’ she wondered.

“Morning, Granny!” Bubba chirped. He looked incredibly energetic, his eyes sparkling as he watched her.

Andrea pulled a piece of bread from her pack to hand to him, just as he sneakily pushed a small box her way.

Bubba took the bread and sniffed it with a look of pure delight. Instead of eating it, he carefully tucked it into his pocket.

‘He must have already eaten,’ Andrea assumed, deciding not to pry. She accepted the box he offered.

[Cod Fillets x2] Tender and fresh, a top-tier gourmet ingredient.

Andrea’s eyes lit up at the notification. ‘Looks like meat is back on the menu for lunch,’ she cheered internally.

She quickly stored the fish in her bag and sat down firmly against the boulder.

Bubba was already in position. Once he saw Andrea was secure, he took off at a brisk pace.

She felt the familiar surge of acceleration, but the ride remained steady and smooth.

‘It’s so nice not feeling seasick for once,’ she thought in relief.

The only downside was the biting ocean breeze stinging her face.

They didn’t travel quite as far today. Bubba came to a halt about an hour later.

Andrea checked her odometer: her total distance was 104 miles.

Following a sharp whistle from Bubba, a chaotic spray of white water erupted in the distance.

He glanced at the approaching pack of sharks, then looked down to organize Andrea’s toolkit.

When he looked up again, his expression hardened.

He dropped the tools, stood up abruptly, and dove into the ocean with a loud splash.

The sudden movement sent a spray of salt water directly into Andrea’s face.

“What’s going on?” she sputtered, wiping her eyes.

She had barely cleared her vision when she saw several large sharks frantically nudging a wounded pup toward the edge of the island.

“Granny, please! You have to save him!” Bubba cried out. His face was twisted with panic as he looked at her with pleading eyes.

“But…” Andrea’s voice trailed off. She stared blankly at the heavy iron arrow lodged deep in the little shark’s belly.

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