After making this trade, Han Feng quickly sent a private message to the seller.
Han Feng: "Hey man, where did you get so many empty bottles?"
A hundred empty mineral water bottles were definitely worth trading for, but before finalizing the deal, he wanted to understand their origin.
Tong Xiaowei: "Got them from opening treasure chests."
Han Feng: "Wait, treasure chests can give out empty bottles?"
Tong Xiaowei: "Where else would I get so many?"
Han Feng: "Aren't treasure chests usually found in the ocean? The sea is dangerous! How did you manage to retrieve them?"
Tong Xiaowei: "Who said treasure chests only appear in the ocean? They can also spawn on the island. I found mine on land."
Han Feng raised an eyebrow in surprise.
So treasure chests could appear on the island as well?
That was valuable information.
Tomorrow, he would definitely search the island more carefully. If luck was on his side, he might even find a few himself.
Tong Xiaowei: "Bro, you've asked so many questions. Are we trading or not?"
Han Feng: "Of course, let's do it."
Tong Xiaowei: "Hurry up. I'm starving over here."
Han Feng didn't waste time. He placed a piece of bread into the trading system.
A moment later, the bread disappeared from his inventory, replaced by a hundred empty mineral water bottles.
Han Feng examined them briefly, then immediately began filling eight bottles with water from his personal supply. Since he had already filled two earlier, he could only store eight more.
After finishing, he reopened the trading hall to browse the available listings.
Suddenly, one caught his eye.
[Yuan Hao is selling a 10-kilogram iron ore block in exchange for one bottle of mineral water.]
"Iron ore?" Han Feng muttered to himself, deep in thought.
The thatched hut, wooden fence, and magnifying glass could all level up by absorbing similar materials. What about his other tools?
Would the frying pan and the entrenching shovel also evolve through absorption?
Curious, he turned to the entrenching shovel.
Han Feng: "Hey, little shovel, I have a question."
The entrenching shovel perked up. "What's up, boss?"
Han Feng: "If you absorb iron ore, can you level up?"
The shovel trembled with excitement. "Not just iron ore! Any metal will help me upgrade. Do you have some?"
Han Feng smirked. "Not yet, but I can trade for it."
Entrenching Shovel: "Boss, hurry up and trade! I can't wait!"
Without delay, Han Feng messaged Yuan Hao.
Han Feng: "Hey, I don't have mineral water, but I do have purified water. Can I trade that for your iron ore?"
Yuan Hao: "That works."
The trade was finalized.
A moment later, Han Feng obtained a 10-kilogram block of iron ore in exchange for one bottle of purified water.
As he placed the iron ore down, Yuan Hao messaged him again.
Yuan Hao: "Hey, do you need more iron ore?"
Han Feng: "You have more?"
If iron ore could help his tools evolve, then the more, the better.
Yuan Hao: "Not today, but I'll have more tomorrow."
Han Feng frowned. "Where do you get it from? Do you mine it? Or is it from treasure chests?"
Yuan Hao's response shocked him.
Yuan Hao: "Neither. I create it by eating dirt."
Han Feng was speechless. "Wait… what?"
Yuan Hao: "Yeah, my awakened talent allows me to eat dirt, and after digesting it, I can produce a 10-kilogram iron ore block. But the downside is that I can only use this ability once per day."
Han Feng was stunned.
What kind of bizarre talent was this?
It was completely ridiculous… but also kind of amazing!
Han Feng: "Alright, let's trade again tomorrow."
Yuan Hao: "Sounds good."
After closing the trading interface, Han Feng tossed the iron ore block toward the entrenching shovel.
As soon as it landed, a visible crack appeared on the shovel's surface, resembling an open mouth. With a loud snap, it devoured the iron ore.
Han Feng: "Little shovel, did you level up?"
The entrenching shovel groaned. "Boss, this is just a small amount. I need way more to level up!"
Han Feng furrowed his brows. "Then what did eating that piece do?"
Entrenching Shovel: "Well… I'm a bit tougher now. If I get bitten by a clam next time, I won't feel any pain."
Han Feng stared blankly. "…That's it?"
That was barely useful at all!
Before he could say anything else, the frying pan suddenly spoke up. "Boss, I'm also your loyal companion! You can't play favorites! I want iron ore too!"
The entrenching shovel immediately protested. "Hey! You're just a frying pan! Know your place! Stick to cooking!"
The frying pan scoffed. "And what about you? You're just a shovel! What makes you so special?"
Entrenching Shovel: "I have multiple functions! I can dig, cut grass, chop wood, and even fight off clams! Can you do all that?"**
The frying pan huffed. "Excuse me?! I can cook, fry, and even be used as a weapon!"
The shovel was baffled. "You? A weapon?"
The frying pan smirked. "Boss said I can be used as one. You jealous?"
Han Feng rubbed his temples.
"Enough! If you two don't shut up, I'll throw you both out!"
Both the frying pan and the entrenching shovel immediately fell silent.
Finally, some peace and quiet.
After a deep breath, Han Feng spoke again. "Listen, I'm a fair person. Since you're both my subordinates, I'll split the iron ore between you evenly. Deal?"
Frying Pan: "Boss, you're the best!"
Entrenching Shovel: "Sigh… Fine."
Although the shovel wasn't happy, it had no choice but to accept.
Just as Han Feng was about to lie down and get some rest, his eyes landed on an object in the corner of the room.
After a moment, he remembered—it was a bra.
Since it was completely useless to him, he decided to sell it.
But as he picked it up, the bra suddenly spoke. "Why are you looking at me like that? Are you planning something suspicious?"
Han Feng smirked and ignored its complaint.
He immediately listed it for sale in the trading hall.
It didn't take long before he got a message.
Yang Linlin: "Hi, is the bra you're selling brand new?"
Han Feng: "Completely new, still in its original packaging."
Yang Linlin: "What's the size?"
Han Feng: "D-cup."
Yang Linlin: "Too big for me. I can't use it."
Han Feng: "No worries."
He wasn't in a rush. Surely, someone would buy it.
More messages came in, but each time, when buyers heard the size, they declined.
Han Feng was confused.
Was Yue Lingshan the only big-chested woman in this survival game?
That didn't seem right!
Annoyed, he glanced at the bra.
Han Feng: "Why the hell did you have to be this big? Couldn't you have been a smaller size?"
The bra remained silent.
How was that its fault?!