Desert Survival, when I entered a month in advance

Although Feng Chan was excited, she had already taken out the giant shield with her left hand. Low-level boxes could contain low-level monsters, while high-level boxes might contain high-level monsters. Safety was the most important thing.

In her nervous and expectant eyes, a golden animal skin book was revealed under the slowly opened box lid.

Feng Chan poked it with the handle of the knife, but it didn't move, as if it was really just a book, so she put it into her backpack.

: The notebook of the Elf King Flower Goddess (purple). The elves are good at learning. Each elf has his own notebook, which records various knowledge. This notebook has not been used yet. The user can record the skills in the notebook, study it every day, and randomly copy and release a skill recorded in it. The cooling time is 24 hours.

Note: To record skills, you need to use a pen and ink of the same level as the skill.

It turned out to be a purple-grade item, but Feng Chan still felt a sense of unreality in her heart. After all, green-grade boxes often contained some non-graded daily necessities.

It is estimated that purple boxes may contain blue and red materials.

The flower god took out his notebook. The whole book was about the size of an A4 paper. Feng Chan opened it carefully. Inside was only 10 sheets of yellowish-brown animal skin paper.

"It's a bit less." Feng Chan said as she closed the notebook.

The amount of paper is limited, but this book can play a big role. You can't just write any skill on it. That would be a waste. Among the materials she has, the most suitable one to write on is the Scepter of the Sun.

She had red-grade animal bones, but when she searched the mall, she couldn't find red-grade animal blood or animal hair.

Feng Chan sighed and put away her notebook after getting a good thing but not being able to use it. If she didn't have the right skills and writing materials before the next copy opened, she would consider writing the blue item's teleportation or invisibility on it. Saving her life was the most important thing.

After training for a while, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. Ning Qiao suddenly sent a voice message to the palace team group: "I issued the shuttle order during the day, and I will go to another group to start a video later. If you are interested, you can come and watch it."

Ning Qiao was inspired by Feng Chan's last experience and deliberately stayed until night to go to the beach. Although there might not be a box at night, it would be good to have food.

Feng Chan stopped practicing and answered a video call from Ning Qiaogang in the group of people who were going to get rich today.

Turn off your camera and microphone, return to your room, and watch carefully.

Ning Qiao left this time two hours later than when she came back, and she didn't know if the situation would be different.

"It stinks so much. Although I've heard you say it, I didn't know how bad it was until I smelled it myself." Ning Qiao covered her nose in disgust. The fog around her was even thicker than Feng Chan's at that time, and the visibility was only five or six meters.

"The tide has risen quite a bit. The safe beach is only one or two meters wide. I don't think it will flood the entire beach at night."

As she spoke, Ning Qiao began to throw stones into the desert behind her. She would be staying here for two hours. In case the beach was really flooded, she had to find a safe place for herself.

But she has a drifting boat, and if she really has no way to retreat, she can use it. This is why she is so confident.

"It's so dark, I can't see what's in there." Ning Qiao said, taking out a pistol and firing two shots into the sea.

A stone caused a thousand waves. The waves that were originally just hitting the beach stretched out countless tentacles, which were very similar to the tentacles that Feng Chan opened in the box, but the size and length were not on the same level.

A whip appeared in the video, and the part that hit the tentacle immediately caught fire. The tentacles, which were originally aggressive, retreated into the safe water as if they had seen something terrifying.

Ning Qiao swung the whip vigorously. It was the first time that the tentacles saw fire, and it was not only painful but also caused the moisture in their bodies to drain rapidly. They were so scared that they never dared to stick their heads out again after being hit.

Ning Qiao was showing off her skills, but seeing that they didn't come out, she had to switch to a fishing net. It wasn't a dry one, but one she bought from the mall.

The net, which was about ten square meters in size, was cast and quickly sank to the bottom in the shallow water. Ning Qiao could feel a noticeable pull, so she took hold of the fishing net line and quickly reeled it in.

As the net floated to the surface, the full appearance of the creatures inside was finally revealed. Unlike the box size Feng Chan mentioned, each creature inside was nearly the size of a bucket, with strong and powerful tentacles struggling frantically inside.

This net was just an ordinary fishing net and would break soon. Ning Qiao used all her strength to pull it back, not daring to delay at all.

Just when it was halfway to the shore, the fishing net broke. The octopus found the exit and slid its body in a scramble to get out.

At this moment, a fireball fell accurately, and the flames burned the smelly mucus, making a sharp sizzling sound.

Except for the few that ran the fastest at the beginning, almost all the others died.

The flames caused them more damage than they could imagine, and because the fog was so heavy, the fireballs only burned for a few minutes before stopping.

Ning Qiao went to collect the body with great anticipation, but she only saw a black object the size of a marble that looked like an octopus.

She picked it up in disbelief, almost putting it to her face, frowning and complaining: "No, this shrinkage is too much."

"I saw this one was a lot bigger. I thought even if it shrank down, it would still be about the size of a palm. I even spent a green card on it. What a loss, a huge loss!"

Ning Qiao regretted it too late. The octopus was over-burned by the fireball and could not be eaten at all.

"Number 1, how come something so big has shrunk so small?" Ning Qiao's face wrinkled. She didn't mean to blame Feng Chan, she just wanted to complain.

Feng Chan turned on the microphone: "It should be one kind. After all, it is a marine creature. It is stronger in its own territory."

Ning Qiao: "That's right, luckily I prepared two nets."

After she finished speaking, she took out a new fishing net and cast it down. There was no resistance and the fish seemed to have left the beach. When she pulled it back, there was indeed nothing there.

After casting several times without catching anything, Ning Qiao squatted on the ground bored and chatted with group friends, mainly about big fish and two people.

It was almost 12 o'clock and the tide had already submerged the entire beach. Ning Qiao felt cold and sleepy. Although everyone was still on the phone, there was no sound. They were probably all dozing off.

After 12 o'clock, the tide gradually receded. Ning Qiao was patrolling out of boredom and found several small holes on the originally flat beach.

Ning Qiao became interested and took out a shovel from her backpack and started digging the sand.

After four or five hits, the shovel touched a hard object, and when it was dug out, there was a moon clam the size of a palm.

"Hey, I dug up some shells!" Her happy voice woke everyone up from their half-sleep.

Many players who went to the beach during the day tried to dig sand, but no matter how deep they dug, there was nothing inside. They didn’t expect there would be something at night.

The first one to respond was Yuzu. She sounded very awake, as if she hadn't slept yet: "Look for it, it's still early."

Ning Qiao: "Just wait and see, I've lived by the sea since I was a child, and I'm a real beachgoer."