Chapter 27: Weaving Ability lv0

No words were spoken through the night; by dawn the next day, the northwestern wind had begun to howl, and though the weather remained relatively mild, it served as a warning to all survivors.

The time left for them to prepare for winter seemed to be running out—when the great snows of the Arctic winter arrived, they would face nature’s harshest trial.

Extreme blizzards and bitter cold.

Only then would the many survivors truly understand just how cruel and merciless the world’s most dangerous forbidden zone could be.

After rising, Xiao Yi stretched his arms, then rinsed his teeth with the prepared warm water.

Inside, he cursed silently: “Damn blueberries—ruining my image!”

Finding clay eased his mind, making him feel he had taken another major step toward succeeding in the challenge, so he slept well last night.

Seeing his livestream still had 1.2 million viewers online, Xiao Yi felt too drained to even complain.

Watching him sleep had become a trending phenomenon among viewers, but these people were truly bored.

Today was his fourth day of wilderness survival—naturally, a day brimming with energy.

As usual, the first thing Xiao Yi did after waking was to open his personal panel.

Personal Panel Display:

Name: Xiao Yi

Age: Twenty-two

Height: 181 cm

Weight: 70 kg

Intelligence: 6.9 (IQ test range 110–120, conventionally set at 117)

Endurance: 7 (Extremely healthy!)

Strength: 10 (Titanic strength)

Speed: 10 (Briefly exceeds human limits)

Vision: 6 (Average human level)

Hearing: 5 (Minimum normal human level)

Smell: 10 (Ability to discern the scent of all things)

Skills:

Wilderness Knowledge:

Basic Zoology lv3 (Result of intensive study these past two months)

Basic Botany lv4 (Better than just recognizing staple crops—also from intensive study)

Life Skills:

Cooking lv6 (Above home-cooking level)

Driving lv5 (Demonstrated by holding a C1 license, though he dares not drive on roads)

Swimming lv7 (Professional swimmer level)

Hunting lv3 (Once hit a domestic chicken with a stone, once hit a sparrow with a slingshot)

Fishing lv7 (Professional level)

Diving lv1 (Only managed to hold breath for one minute)

Weaving Ability lv0 (Extreme clumsiness)

Combat lv3 (Fought three times in life, two ended with black eyes and swollen face)

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Fan Points: 1,756,349

Available Free Attributes: 12

100,000 fan points can be exchanged for 1 free attribute!

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Seeing his Weaving Ability, Xiao Yi first felt mentally exhausted, then nearly cried, and finally grieved for his free attribute points.

Damn it, he was this clumsy?!

For the first time ever, he saw one of his skills at lv0—even Diving was lv1, and this was just too pathetic.

But recalling the tragedies of his past and present life involving handicrafts, Xiao Yi suddenly thought… the system was actually reasonable.

He’d let it slide this time!

Then Xiao Yi began to agonize: how many points should he invest in Weaving?

If he maxed it out immediately, he’d hate to waste his free attribute points.

After all, he was still in the wilderness—any moment now, he might need points elsewhere to survive.

But if he invested too little, the basket he wove would look like something a dog dragged, damaging his image as an all-around god.

After all, Xiao Yi always prided himself on being an all-around idol—he couldn’t let that persona slip.

“Seven!”

After weighing his options, Xiao Yi ultimately allocated seven free attribute points to Weaving.

Congratulations, host! Weaving Ability upgraded to lv7 (An experienced weaver.)

Seeing the skill point rise to seven, Xiao Yi calmly exited his personal panel.

Today’s task was simple: gather large quantities of materials and weave two large baskets.

Then, if time allowed, bring back two baskets of soil—it would make him feel more secure.

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At a cave over ten miles away, a simple-minded young bear hid deep in the dense forest, vigilantly watching his den.

Today, he would defend his “home” and fight to the death with that damned human.

As soon as that damned human entered the cave entrance, he would pounce from behind and bite him to death.

But Xiong Zai had been watching all morning; even with his robust bear body, prolonged vigilance left him exhausted.

Most importantly, he, Xiong Ye, felt hungry!

Fine, I’ll spare the human this time—first find something to eat, then fight him to the death.

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“What’s the god doing? What use are these weeds? Why waste time here instead of hauling soil?”

“Why ask so much? Xiao Shen has his reasons, and hauling soil isn’t easy—without modern tools, it’s a massive undertaking.”

“Though Xiao Shen always has a purpose, those weeds have already piled up into a mountain.”

“Boring, boring—I just want to see the god and Xiong Zai kill each other.”

“Wrong—they only kill, they don’t love!”

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Seeing Xiao Yi spend the entire morning gathering sand grass, many viewers grew impatient and confused.

Meanwhile, Bei Ye and the other two in the main livestream were discussing it.

“Bei Ye, what do you think Xiao Yi’s purpose is in collecting these sand grasses?”

Yang Qingning spoke up toward Bei Ye.

Due to the “curse incident,” Yang Qingning hadn’t dared to offer “blessings” to contestants these past two days.

Even the director of her new drama, “Shang Shen,” had privately messaged her saying:

“If reporters ask your opinion of the new drama, please say you don’t have high hopes for its prospects. He expresses gratitude on behalf of the entire ‘Shang Shen’ production team.”

Seeing Yang Qingning speak, Cai Luo Han said nothing more.

Though he still disliked Xiao Yi, he dared not easily sabotage him now.

No choice—these past two days, Xiao Yi had gained too many fans; his earlier negative remarks about Xiao Yi had been dug up by Xiao Yi’s fans and flooded his official WeChat account with insults.

Hearing this, Bei Ye paused briefly before speaking:

“If I’m not mistaken, Xiao Yi’s main purpose in collecting these sand grasses is to weave carrying tools; secondarily, he may be preparing to build a shelter. Wooden huts offer poor insulation—if these grasses are packed into the walls during construction, insulation will improve dramatically.”

“No wonder Bei Ye—you finally understand why the god collects these dry grasses!”

“I also thought of this use for the sand grasses, but can they really be used for carrying tools?”

“I think… probably… maybe they can! After all, it’s the god’s choice.”

“Stop guessing—when the god acts, we’ll see the results. Then we’ll know for sure.”

“True. Always supporting the god—Xiao Shen forever!”

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If Xiao Yi knew Bei Ye’s words, he’d definitely give a thumbs-up—no wonder he was the former god of the wilderness.

Actually, guessing that Xiao Yi collected sand grass to weave carrying tools wasn’t hard.

But few would have thought he intended to use them for building a house.

Of course, these sand grasses weren’t Xiao Yi’s active choice—they were his passive fallback.

The wilderness of the Arctic Circle was simply too barren—barely better than desert regions.

If possible, Xiao Yi would have preferred to weave baskets from bamboo—tough, high-load-bearing plants—but here, he couldn’t find bamboo or even a substitute.

So Xiao Yi could only settle for the next best thing—using the Suichukejiandeshacao to attempt weaving.