Chapter 135, Day Five, Five Packages

“How long?”

Lu Xian pondered for a moment. “It’s hard to say. It depends on the development of the Tribe.”

“It’s not easy to become the strongest Tribe. While developing yourself, you also have to conquer other Tribes.”

“If you want to conquer, you need to make rafts and canoes, after all, every Tribe is separated by the sea.”

“These things take a lot of time.”

This Survival Challenge is about Tribe cultivation and hegemony.

If they weren't separated by the ocean, progress would be faster.

Now, with the ocean in between, even if other Survival Challengers want to fight, they have to get past the ocean first.

livestream room:

[Indeed, based on the experiences of previous Survival Challengers, staying for a few months or half a year is quite normal.]

[In my opinion, with the Streamer's style, it will be over soon.]

[Don't say that, I quite like watching the Deserted Island.]

[Watching primitive people grow is also a very interesting experience.]

[Streamer, is that pottery you fired ready yet?]

...

The livestream room was abuzz with discussion.

“I’ll go check right now,” Lu Xian said.

The porridge was still hot, so he would eat it when he came back.

“Chief!”

The Ancient Priest saw Lu Xian holding a torch and carrying a large cardboard box, seemingly about to leave, so he immediately stepped forward to ask.

“I’m going to see how the kiln is burning.”

The Ancient Priest understood his words and followed along with a torch.

Afterwards, the two arrived at the place where the kiln was burning.

The charcoal fire there had already gone out.

The temperature of the kiln was still scorching, but for Lu Xian, it was already possible to open the kiln and take the items out.

Soon.

Under the light of the torches, Lu Xian took out a dozen pots, cans, and bowls.

Each piece of porcelain had a smooth, delicate, and whitish surface, with traces of charcoal fire on them, reflecting the light of the torch.

He tapped them gently, and the porcelain bowls made a clear ringing sound.

livestream room:

[Good stuff! Looks like it really worked?]

[Not just looks like, it’s already done!]

[Unimaginable, Brother Lu is awesome~]

...

{Congratulations on creating brand-new porcelain in the Tribe, you have obtained a hidden reward: D-grade random small treasure chest, to be issued after settlement.}

{You have obtained the achievement: Primitive Porcelain Expert.}

{Your Tribesmen's ability in manufacturing ceramic utensils has improved.}

The Tribe's growth value had increased again.

Having received the reminder from the Survival World, Lu Xian knew it was a success!

After putting in so much effort, these returns were worth it.

The Ancient Priest stood by, staring with wide eyes.

He could tell with his own eyes that the utensils the Chief made were much more delicate and better-looking than the ones he fired.

It was like comparing a mud bowl made by a child to a premium bowl displayed on a shelf for sale.

The Ancient Priest's admiration for Lu Xian as the Chief increased even more.

“Looks pretty good.”

Lu Xian smiled and then packed these things into a cardboard box.

Being outside late at night, he couldn't see clearly, but he could still tell the quality of this batch of bowls, cups, and spoons.

They couldn't compare to mature porcelain craftsmanship, but in the primitive era, they were premium goods.

After returning to the cave.

Lu Xian took a torch and observed carefully, only then did he discover the situation:

“Two cracked, the others are intact.”

Coated with a layer of shell glaze, the pots, bowls, cups, and spoons were all smooth and creamy white, with yellow-black glaze colors at the bottom.

“Take them to wash and test the feel.”

Lu Xian chuckled.

He washed them with spring water.

Then, he used a soup spoon made today to scoop the rice porridge out of the rice cooker liner.

Having a bowl and a spoon, seeing this scene.

The audience in the livestream room expressed in the comments:

[Reach out, give me a bowl~]

[Damn, living a modern life in advance!]

[It has to be our Brother Lu, other Streamers are eating roasted meat with primitive people.]

[Lu Xian: Low profile, low profile.]

...

He held the bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge with the spoon, and blew on it.

He tasted it.

He felt today's porridge tasted better than yesterday's.

Perhaps it was related to the utensils he made himself; eating from them gave him a sense of accomplishment and made it extra delicious.

The night deepened, another peaceful day on the Deserted Island.

The sky was filled with bright stars, and insects were chirping on the island.

The bonfire outside was still bright.

Lu Xian lay on his bed in the cave, still keeping the livestream on, chatting with the audience in the livestream room:

“It’s already the fourth day here.”

“It feels like I can't feel the passage of time.”

“Overall, it’s still comfortable.”

“But I’m a bit tired today, I chopped down quite a few trees.”

...

The next day. Dawn broke.

After Lu Xian got up, he picked up the pots, bowls, and cups fired last night and took a look.

The feeling of looking at them during the day was different from looking at them at night; the artistic sense had increased quite a bit.

White and delicate.

But the comments were all urging him to open the packages quickly:

[Hurry up, it's time to open packages.]

[The daily package opening session has begun~]

[Speed it up, I want big packages to shock your little livestream room.]

...

He checked the Myriad Heavens Express, currently there were over 900,000 items, which was 200,000 fewer than yesterday.

There were still seven otherworld express items.

“Then let’s open them, let’s see how many we can open today.”

Lu Xian had no objections.

The packages opened yesterday were all very good.

Soon, a large die appeared.

Suddenly, Lu Xian put down the die.

The audience in the livestream room was confused:

[What?]

[What are you doing, Streamer?]

The result was that Lu Xian's next sentence stunned them:

“Wash up, it’s about the sense of ritual.”

Everyone exclaimed: 6, bathing and changing clothes is really particular.

But when they saw Lu Xian brushing his teeth with charcoal, they teased him:

[Your sense of ritual is a bit down-to-earth, isn't it?]

[Do you want to burn incense?]

[Brushing teeth with charcoal, black hands, means bad luck today.]

...

After washing up, Lu Xian rolled the die again.

“I’m going to throw it.”

The ordinary express die flew into the air, landed, rolled, and landed face up, showing the points.

Comments were reporting the numbers:

[Good news: 1 point! 1 point!]

[Oh well, oh well~ It's gone this time, right?]

[Hahaha, I told you black hands mean bad luck.]

[Seems like you can throw it one more time?]

...

“The die points this time are one.”

“Is the luck a bit bad?”

Lu Xian then picked up the die and continued to throw.

This time it was the otherworld express.

“I hope the otherworld express can produce something else.”

He murmured in his heart.

Since coming to this Survival World, the otherworld express items were all ingredients.

If he could get something like the previous technological weapon, the infinite nuclear energy gun, or something similar.

Wouldn't he be able to just rampage through the primitive era?

“I’m going to throw it.” He said.

He threw the die again.

Afterwards.

The die landed, and the points appeared.

The livestream room comments reported again:

[Eh? The luck is okay this time?]

[Good news: 4 points! 4 points!]

[I'm new here, can the Streamer open five packages this time?]

...

“There are five packages this time.”

Lu Xian nodded and chuckled.

Four otherworld express items.

The die disappeared, replaced by five express packages.

“Hmm?”

When he saw that among the five express packages, it was no longer a uniform green leaf.

Especially when he saw the silvery metallic packaging, Lu Xian was surprised:

‘Wish granted?’

‘Did a different otherworld express come?’

He identified them: one ordinary package, two green packages, one silver metallic package, and one familiar long wooden box package.

The latter two package styles had been opened before!

“Ahem, it’s time for our exciting package opening session again.”

Lu Xian cleared his throat and said.

I'm afraid he can open some good stuff this time?