An Ling showed a trace of confusion. The last two skills looked more like support skills, and besides, except for those lucky like herself, who could even get a gun in the early stages?
As for this Firearms Mastery, only a fool would choose to learn it.
As for Archery, she already had Hundred Shots, Hundred Hits—why bother learning it again?
Of course, she could simply store the Skill Card for now and slowly consider which skill to learn later on.
But after thinking it through, An Ling realized that most of the skills really didn’t suit her.
“Since I’m a Swordmaster, what’s the point in overthinking? Charging blindly into Swordsmanship is definitely the way to go!” She made up her mind without hesitation and immediately chose to learn Swordsmanship.
[Learning successful. All attribute points +1.]
[Current Skill Level: Basic Swordsmanship lv.1]
An Ling suddenly felt as if she had grasped a bit of fundamental sword technique. If she had a weapon right now, she even felt she could try it out on the spot.
Besides that, all aspects of her physical attributes were enhanced at that very moment. Whether it was her strength, speed, or endurance, everything had improved compared to before.
The only pity was her weak foundation. After all, she was a girl. If it were someone like Qin Xiao, his basic attributes would definitely be much higher.
“Maybe—no, definitely, even after all this enhancement, my physical condition still can’t compare to those who practice martial arts.” An Ling held up her torch and began searching other parts of the cave, hoping to find something special.
As expected, there was nothing else in this small cave apart from some coal and the chest she’d just found.
The Skill Card was a type she’d never seen before. An Ling guessed that these cards only appeared on the Supply Island, just as Profession Cards only appeared on the Survival Island.
Leaving the cave, she saw that the western sky was already stained orange-red, the huge setting sun about to touch the horizon.
Night was about to fall.
An Ling gave up on further exploration and prepared to return to her boat. Perhaps because her physical attributes had been enhanced, her steps unconsciously quickened along the way.
What originally took an hour now only took forty minutes before she returned to her wooden boat on the shore.
Climbing aboard, the first thing An Ling did was check the positioning navigator. The coordinates still showed on its screen.
She planned to wait until night to see if the island would really sink into the sea, and whether the coordinates on the navigator would disappear.
Neither the island nor the boat was a particularly good place to rest. If the coordinates didn’t disappear, she’d rather return to her own island to rest.
After all, in just half a day, she’d already explored about a third of this island. The three days granted by the system would be more than enough.
Very soon, the horizon swallowed the setting sun, and the world was plunged into complete darkness.
The Supply Island hadn’t disappeared, but under the shroud of night, it gave off an eerie feeling, completely different from the bird songs and flowers of daylight.
Without any lighting equipment, exploring the island at night would be a real hassle—not to mention, An Ling needed to rest.
The good news was that the coordinates on the navigator hadn’t disappeared, either.
It seemed that these coordinates existed as long as the island was there. Only when the island refreshed or she inserted a new Positioning Card would the coordinates disappear.
Either way, An Ling would be able to finish exploring the island in the day to come.
Since that was the case, An Ling decided to return to her Construction Island for now.
She stowed the anchor, set down her backpack, and spun the propeller to slowly turn the wooden boat around. The endless darkness gradually swallowed the little vessel whole.
In the daylight, the boundless ocean evoked an unexplainable dread. At night, the pitch-black darkness—where you couldn’t see your own hand—made it impossible to tell direction at all.
The faint green glow of the navigator lit An Ling’s face. She stared intently at the screen, her hands moving more quickly without her noticing.
An Ling was just an ordinary person. To say she felt no fear at all in this environment was impossible.
Thankfully, she had already started adapting to this world early on.
As long as the coordinates didn’t go wrong, whether it was day or night made no difference to her.
The Survival Handbook only mentioned that supplies drifting on the sea would disappear at night, and not to go into the sea recklessly. It didn’t say anything about other dangers.
Of course, maybe it was the blessing from Lucky Fortune—she’d had a smooth journey, and hadn’t even encountered a single shark.
Two hours later, An Ling finally arrived safely at her Construction Island. After securing the boat, she stepped onto her little island.
For a moment, it actually felt like coming home.
“Phew, finally back!” An Ling went into her wooden cabin, turned on the eternal lamp, then lit the iron stove, filled it with charcoal, grabbed a burning log to use as a torch, and stepped outside again.
The night brought a trace of chill. An Ling had the feeling that the temperature difference between day and night here was growing larger and larger.
The days grew ever hotter, and the nights were starting to get cold.
At this moment, outside the cabin, a four-square-meter shower cabin stood quietly in place—the reward she had received from the system that day.
As for toiletries, those had thoughtfully been placed inside the shower cabin as well.
It was a square shower stall, not very large, but it had everything: bathtub, showerhead, all the works.
There was even a washbasin by the entrance, with a mirror hanging above it—so considerate. Looking at the glass walls on all four sides, An Ling had an odd feeling she couldn’t put into words.
“Wait a minute—whose shower cabin is transparent?!”
Looking up, the very top was a square, sealed water tank that she’d have to fill herself. In the middle hung a square lampshade.
An Ling tried pressing the switch. Instantly, the light came on, illuminating the four glass walls and shining out onto the island beyond.
Next to the switch were two more buttons. She pressed one, and white mist instantly fogged up the walls, making them no longer transparent.
“So that’s how it works.”
There were two modes: in one, the walls acted as a one-way mirror—she could see out, but others couldn’t see in; in the other, it was fully covered.
“What, am I supposed to take a bath while looking out at the sea?” An Ling showed a strange expression.
Outside, on top of the shower cabin, were two solar panels placed opposite each other, with no blind spots, to heat the water and provide electricity.
This thing was probably the most high-tech object on An Ling’s island so far.
“Perfect. Now I can finally take a bath whenever I want—though filling it up the first time might be a bit of a hassle.”
An Ling went back into the cabin to boil water, and at the same time, began preparing her dinner.