Survival in an apartment, starting with a stroke of luck on a plane

"That bald eagle! Taking advantage of its high flight and sharp talons, it snatched my three best hunting dogs, my loyal dogs who had served me for seven or eight years! They all met their end at its claws!"

The writing paused here, and the ink blot was large, clearly indicating that the hunter was very angry when he wrote this.

"...On the evening of the seventh day, the rain lessened a bit, and the beast finally landed and stopped on a lone rock to preen its feathers."

Lao Tzu lay in ambush in a crevice in the rocks downwind, barely daring to breathe.

Its white fur was too conspicuous... I only had one chance, so I used three arrows that I had specially coated with poison. The first arrow hit its wing joint.

It tried to fly, the second arrow struck its back, it wobbled and tried to flap its wings, the third arrow... I aimed directly at its eyes.

Haha... We finally shot this menace down!

"That beast was vicious! Even with its wings broken, it still tried to scratch me with its iron-hook-like claws! Bah! I chopped its head off with an axe!"

"Once the skin is removed, the meat is too tough and has a strong, fishy smell; even dogs wouldn't eat it! The bones, however, are incredibly hard, like iron. If you polish them, you could make arrowheads that could definitely pierce through wild boar hide! The most valuable part is the longest flight feathers at the tips of its wings..."

"...It's shiny and smooth, and feels cold to the touch, like a piece of iron. Those gentlemen in the city would definitely love this thing. If I take it to the trading company, I can probably get a lot of gold coins, enough for me to rest for half a year."

"However... things have been very tense lately."

People returning from the city say that the ghouls are causing trouble again, more ferocious than in previous years, and many villages are deserted.

The city gates were heavily guarded, and there were fewer caravans.

At this critical juncture, bringing such an eye-catching item into the city would be tantamount to courting death.

"Forget it, let's not rush into action. Let's hide first."

The diary has been turned to the last page.

"...The stuff is all hidden in the usual spot in Sunset Forest. Damn it, where did these ghouls even come from?!"

The diary ends abruptly here, with the last few words almost illegible.

"The feathers of a bald eagle should also be considered the feathers of a majestic eagle!" Lin Yu thought to himself, stroking his chin.

"I just don't know where this old place the hunter mentioned is."

"Alright, let's not delay, let's go find it directly."

Lin Yu searched through the ruins again, but found no items or clues that could pinpoint its location, so he had no choice but to head directly to the so-called Sunset Forest.

He also marked this place on the map; it's not far from the town.

With his objective clear, Lin Yu first went to notify his shadow clone, since the forest was too large and one person's search efficiency was definitely not as good as two people's.

……

Lin Yu put away the Hunter's Diary, left the ruins of the Hunter's Hut, identified the direction, and quickly moved towards the area where the shadow clones were active.

To save time, he chose a relatively open main road.

However, as he walked through an area that had once been a square but now consisted only of broken stone pillars and fountain bases, a cacophony of voices and orderly footsteps caught his attention.

A group of about twenty players was seen marching out from the opposite street toward the square.

This team was clearly different from the somewhat loose "information network" of the Sunny Youth, and also different from the rabble of the Marauders.

They moved with a deliberate sense of order, and although their equipment varied, each person wore a conspicuous mark tied with a red ribbon on their left arm.

The leader was a tall and burly man, wearing a half-body plate armor that shimmered with metallic luster. He carried two gleaming double-handed axes crossed on his back. His face was stern, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, and he walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, exuding an imposing aura.

The procession stopped in the center of the square.

The burly man carrying an axe scanned his surroundings, his voice booming with an undeniable sense of authority: "Fellow passersby, I am Blade Warrior. After the chaos of last night's ghoul rampage, you all know that the night is unbearable, and fighting alone is certain death."

Therefore, I created an in-game organization called the Mutual Aid Association. By joining our Mutual Aid Association, we can share information, cooperate in battles, help each other, and overcome difficulties together.

My skills are quite good; last night I helped many players survive the ghouls.

As long as you have the ability, the courage, and the willingness to follow the rules, the mutual aid association will be your support in this game.

The team members behind him joined in the chant, "Join the mutual aid society and fight the ghouls together!"

The sound echoed across the empty square, attracting the attention of many players who were observing from the nearby ruins.

Some solo or small group players showed a mixture of hesitation and interest.

The team's organization and the leader's strong presence were indeed very appealing in the midst of the chaos.

Lin Yu frowned.

Another one forming cliques? This Blade Warrior seems much stronger than that Marauder, and his aura doesn't seem to be any less imposing than the Sunny Youth.

Lin Yu thought for a moment. Not wanting to cause trouble, he continued walking and decided to go around the edge of the square.

But just as he was about to round a broken stone pillar at the edge of the square, a sharp-eyed leader in the mutual aid group immediately spotted him.

The leader glanced at Lin Yu's equipment, his eyes lit up, then waved his hand and led the four players away from the group, heading in the direction Lin Yu had avoided.

Blade Warrior also saw this, but didn't pay much attention to it.

"Hey! You in the trench coat, brother!" Just as Lin Yu had gone around him, the leader, wielding a short spear, caught up and shouted, "Brother, you're well-equipped and have an impressive presence. You must be a pro. With ghouls around, why not join our mutual aid society? It's always better to stick together than to adventure alone!"

His tone was solicitous, but his eyes couldn't help but linger on Lin Yu's bulletproof windbreaker and the demon sword at his waist.

Lin Yu didn't stop walking, and without turning his head, he coldly replied, "Not interested, I already have teammates."

"Hey, brother, don't be in such a hurry to leave." Seeing that Lin Yu refused so readily, the man with the short spear stopped smiling and quickly led his four other teammates to surround Lin Yu, subtly blocking his way.

The Blade Warrior behind him also stopped speaking and turned his sharp gaze in their direction.

"You have teammates? Where are they? Are you alone?" the man with the short spear said with a forced smile.

"Brother, in this world, you can't judge a book by its cover. Who knows if your teammates are reliable? Besides..." He changed the subject, his tone becoming threatening and suspicious: "You've been acting alone and mysteriously. Our mutual aid association has received reports that we suspect some 'unclean' people are mixed in with the players and causing trouble."

For everyone's safety, brother, shouldn't you come back to headquarters with us to cooperate with an identity check? Don't worry, our mutual aid society is very rule-abiding. As long as you prove your innocence, we'll release you immediately, and you might even make a friend!