Chapter 2: Outrageous Personal Information

It was only then that An Ling noticed the silver-white pendant hanging above the snow-white neck reflected in the water.

Perhaps because the girl was too beautiful, she hadn’t paid attention to this exquisite accessory at first.

She lowered her head and took the pendant out from the collar, examining it carefully.

The main body of the pendant was a circular ring, with a pale gold small cube at the center, each face engraved with a strange pattern.

She didn’t understand what it meant, but instinctively placed her hand on the cube and found that it could actually rotate.

Swish swish—The small cube spun like a gyroscope.

An Ling guessed it was probably some kind of charm for blessing.

Finally, the cube stopped spinning, and when An Ling looked down again, she saw that the pattern facing her was a round target.

At that moment, a voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

【Blessing Pendant Effect Activated: Perfect Accuracy. Fishing, throwing, and ranged attacks are guaranteed to hit.】

【Remaining Time: 11 hours 34 minutes 28 seconds】

“Huh?”

An Ling understood.

This was her golden finger, commonly called a cheat.

It was just a pity it wasn’t a full system, then at least it could talk.

Each of the six faces should have six different effects, and judging by the time, it could be used once per day.

She just didn’t know if there was a debuff—of course, hopefully not.

Standing there, An Ling glanced a couple more times before hastily retreating from the seaside.

All of this felt unreal, like a dream.

“If this is just a dream, then I might as well treat it like a game.”

Saying that, she returned to a corner of the Sea Island and opened the so-called newbie starter pack given by the system.

She wanted to see exactly what was inside.

The backpack was not small, but the contents were quite limited, not full at all.

At first glance, An Ling saw something pink lying quietly deep inside the bag—a Hello Kitty Pistol?

She felt no excitement, not even a ripple of emotion.

Following typical story tropes, such flashy items were usually just decorations; in other words, it was probably just a lighter.

But surviving in a place like this, having a lighter was a pleasant surprise; she definitely didn’t know how to start a fire by rubbing sticks.

Holding it, it felt surprisingly heavy.

She pulled out the magazine, revealing bright yellow bullets.

This was actually a real gun.

“Damn…”

An Ling held the pistol carefully, inspecting it, but then set it aside.

“What use is a pistol for survival? Am I supposed to fish with it?”

Yes, she could hit every shot perfectly now, but besides this gun, there were no extra bullets in her backpack.

Was this some kind of joke?

Besides that, there were six packs of compressed biscuits, three 500ml bottles of mineral water, a survival manual, and a telescopic fishing rod.

And that was all.

An Ling shook the backpack hard, then angrily threw it on the ground.

Then, her eyes caught a transparent floating button nearby, and on a whim, she touched it.

A light screen appeared, much smaller than before, about the size of a TV screen at home.

The interface looked simple and easy to understand, like a version designed for the elderly.

It was divided into several modules: Chat, Build, Trade, and Mine.

There were a few other tiny modules, but they were black with only a big question mark on them.

An Ling tried clicking it, but there was no response, no haptic feedback, nor any prompts.

So she clicked on [Mine], and sure enough, the screen changed.

There was a full-body image of herself, with personal information on the left and something about the Sea Island and other things on the right that she couldn’t understand.

Left side personal information:

| Name: An Ling|

Age: 19 years old

| Height: 170 cm|

Weight: 45 kg| Measurements: 85/66/83 cm|

Shoe Size: 37

“What the heck?”

Her height, weight, and age matched An Ling’s original data exactly, but now she was female and looked much slimmer.

Seeing the shoe size, she immediately looked down at her shoes.

“It really is!”

This body looked pretty perfect, but only an A cup?

An Ling didn’t care much and quickly shifted her gaze to the right half.

| Name: An Ling|

Profession: None

| Cleanliness: 86%|

Fullness: 60%

| Physical Condition: Healthy|

Current Points: 0“So this system digitized my physical condition?”

An Ling was still a clueless newbie, so she closed the interface and checked the other modules.

Build: There were only a few tools here, like a simple wooden fork requiring 1 wood; a simple axe requiring 4 wood, 5 scrap iron, and a rope.

Trade: Opening this interface revealed a dizzying array of items, making her eyes spin.

At the bottom right of each order was what others wanted to purchase.

An Ling glanced quickly.

It was still newbie time, and everyone was trading normal things with nothing special.

A bottle of mineral water for a pack of compressed biscuits;Ten wood for a bottle of mineral water;A pair of worn gloves for a pair of shoes;Used black stockings for a bottle of mineral water and a pack of compressed biscuits;An Ling was astonished.

The world truly held all sorts of strange things, but the next second, she discovered the trades were actually successful.

“Damn, weirdos!”

She quickly closed the increasingly bizarre trading system and opened the chat module.

Messages scrolled rapidly, blurring past, impossible to catch fully.

At the bottom was a fixed line of small text:【Channel 666, Survivor 520, Channel Population: 100,000】

Seeing this, An Ling was stunned.

Didn’t this mean at least 6,660,000 people were trapped in this game?

She stretched out a finger and tapped the screen, stopping the rapid scroll so she could read the messages.

Survivor 54188: “First time dreaming and playing a game!”

Survivor 250: “The one above hasn’t accepted reality yet, such poor mental toughness.”

Survivor 10086: “I’m a popular idol. Who gives me a bottle of mineral water? I’ll perform some basketball tricks!”

Survivor 9527: “I’m Qin Shi Huang. Send me a bottle of mineral water, and I’ll unite the world!”

Survivor 120: “What bad luck, only caught a few pieces of rotten wood all morning.”

At this moment, An Ling was dumbfounded by the last message.

“Wait, all morning?”

She made a strange face.

“Isn’t it already noon when you wake up?”

“Damn, today is already Day One!”

Realizing this, An Ling slapped her thigh.

Half a day’s time had all just been wasted on herself.