Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

After Luo Xuening finished sending the message, she went to keep an eye on her trading area. In less than three minutes, everything except gunpowder was traded.

"Sufficient resources detected for upgrading to level three. Upgrade now?"

Yes!

Luo Xuening stood at the bow of the boat, watching her small boat begin to expand, becoming more than ten meters long and five or six meters wide, gradually dividing into sections and adding a fence around the outside.

She opened the chat channel and typed a message: "The rule is a three-day safety period. Some things are strictly prohibited. This morning marks the fourth day. Everyone be careful and upgrade your ships as much as possible!"

"Huh? I woke up at nine o'clock, shouldn't I wake up tomorrow morning?"

"Is there a difference? Can you fish for chests at night?"

"Oh no, my ship just leveled up!"

"It's impossible for it to start at a hellish level; don't listen to her nonsense."

Luo Xuening didn't respond, but sent the reminder every half hour, hoping that more people would see it and believe in taking precautions. Even if it was just for her own conscience, she had no obligation to continue persuading those who didn't believe.

The third-class ship had two-thirds of its area covered. After opening the door, there was a narrow corridor that was open at both ends. The bedroom was on the right, and the bathroom and kitchen were on the left. There was only a lonely toilet in the bathroom, and there was nothing in the kitchen.

Back in the bedroom, at the stern of the ship, I took out the blueprints for the manufacturing station.

Should we build a manufacturing station?

Yes.

In half a minute, a rectangular platform was completed, with a closable opening in the center and a small blueprint slot on the edge. Next to it was an electronic screen where one could select what to build.

She selected on the screen, first putting in five wooden planks to make a table. Five minutes later, the lid on top opened, and a smaller table appeared. She chose a place to put it, and the table landed and grew larger, becoming a square table 80 centimeters high.

It was quite fun, so she made two more stools and placed them on the side of the table.

She placed the food on the table and enjoyed a delicious dinner with a good mix of meat and vegetables.

After finishing our meal, we tidied up a bit, found a single bed in the room, made it up again, and went to bed early.

"Warning! Warning! Marine life is approaching. Please respond immediately."

The moment the warning sounded, Luo Xuening opened her eyes, quickly put on her waterproof coat and boots, opened the door, and went to the deck.

It was extremely dark outside; you couldn't see anything beyond a meter. Luo Xuening took out a helmet with a light from the wasteland world. The sound of water grew louder, and a black fish more than a meter long crashed into the hull. The level three ship shook slightly.

Luo Xuening thrust out her spear, and with a soft thud, she felt the piercing sensation. She pulled out the spear and continued thrusting.

Half an hour later, a message appeared: "Level 1 Sharptail Fish, dead. Automatically collect dropped supplies."

After waiting by the fence for a while without any new prey appearing, she retreated to the cabin, sat on a stool, and checked the supplies that had been automatically collected.

One ordinary skill point card and two pounds of fish meat.

"So dark? Such a big fish and only two pounds of meat? And it's so fat, all oil, how are we supposed to eat it?" Luo Xuening muttered to herself.

She then took out the skill point card to study it. A regular skill point card represents one skill point, which can be added to Strength or Agility. After looking at the appalling stats, she decided to balance it out and added the points to Agility.

Name: Luo Xuening

Age: 25 years old

Strength: 3 (1-10)

Agility: 3 (1-10)

Luck value: * (1-10)

In the original owner's memories, killing marine creatures would drop talent cards, which could awaken a certain talent, but it seems that these talents don't appear in the early stages.

The marine survival system also allowed the survivors time to adapt. Most people only encountered a level one marine creature, which could be killed by anyone with a weapon. Even those without weapons could survive by hiding in the cabin after upgrading their ship to level two, at most suffering some damage to the hull.

Those who upgrade their ships to level one can manage to get through it, but those without upgraded ships have virtually no chance of survival.

Public chat area

"Oh my god, there's a giant lobster that keeps banging on my ship's deck with its pincers. Luckily, I've upgraded to level three, or I'd be its food. But the system keeps reporting that the ship's defense is decreasing, and it's making my heart bleed."

"At least you still have a chance to hear this; look at the number of people—it's steadily declining."

"This is terrifying! I want to go home! Why did I have to come here? Someone, please save me! I'm only 18! Mom and Dad, I don't want to die!!"

"I heard that if relatives are found, they can apply to combine their boats; perhaps a family surviving together would be better?"

"It's not that easy! We're in District 22, who knows how many districts there are in total? Do any of your relatives end up in the same district?"

"I have no idea what this ocean survival game is all about. I woke up here, isn't this kidnapping?"

"This could very well be a global issue."

"Why? We're living perfectly well!"

The chat screen paused briefly. Why? Luo Xuening searched through the original owner's memories. Was she living a good life? With frequent natural disasters and turmoil, human survival was already very difficult.

The person who said they were living a good life is most likely a compatriot of the original owner. The country where the original owner lived was similar to the country she lived in before she became the Director of the Time and Space Administration. The system was well-established and took care of the people at the bottom. People like the original owner, whose family had undergone tremendous changes, did not have much time to pay attention to the news and international situation. They just felt that life had become difficult. But she had never had an easy life since she was a child, so she was used to it.

Looking back now, perhaps that planet had already decayed long ago, and this ocean survival game was more like a form of self-salvation and selection by the natural order.

The chat channel has changed to other topics, such as being attacked by some kind of marine creature.

Luo Xuening shrugged. She didn't care how much she thought about it. Maybe she would find out the reason when she lived to the end. The original owner's task was to take care of her daughter as she grew up. She was really good at this job.

No more prey appeared that night, and Luo Xuening slept well. She got up early the next day to collect chests, open them, exchange them for building materials, and collect blueprints.

To upgrade her ship to level four, she needed 5000 planks. On January 4th of the first year of the Ocean Calendar, she finally found a plank in a wooden treasure chest.

She is now facing a problem: only the items placed in the backpack slots can be directly scanned by the system to show their quantity. Similarly, when picking up items, they are directly picked up into the backpack slots. Each slot can only hold 100 of the same items. If she puts wooden planks in the backpack slots, they will take up four or five slots, which is too space-consuming.

She could put it in her soul space first, and then move it to her backpack slot when she was building and upgrading, but that would be a bit troublesome. After thinking about it, she took out an empty space artifact.

"Beep, spatial device detected. Bind and use?"

Luo Xuening smiled and said, "Bound."