Socially anxious people transmigrate to another world; living in seclusion is too difficult.

When Su Yang woke up, the sky was still covered with dark clouds, and all around him were scattered pieces of wood that had been cleaved apart by "Unlimited Blade Works".

Shaking his head, Su Yang asked Die'er, "Why did I suddenly collapse?"

“You used a lot of mental energy at once. Consuming mental energy is like consuming physical energy, but the two are not the same. It’s okay once or twice, but if you do it too often, and you don’t reserve some mental energy to keep your mind basically clear, you will suffer a mental breakdown due to mental exhaustion and become a walking corpse,” Die’er said solemnly.

"Huh? It's that dangerous? If you're saying that mental energy can be stored, then elemental fusion should also be stored and not used, right?" Su Yang asked, scratching his head.

"Uh... I can't answer your question because no one has ever done that before. Your idea is a bit beyond the basic concepts of this world." Die'er seemed a little embarrassed.

"Alright, I got it." Su Yang got up, dusted himself off, gathered some of the wood, and headed towards the shelter.

"Now let's try to start a fire. We'll feel safer with a fire, and then we can figure out a way to distill the water." So Su Yang picked up two pieces of wood, placed one on the ground, and kept polishing the other on the rock. After polishing it to a finer texture, he pressed it against the piece of wood on the ground and kept rotating and rubbing it.

Five minutes, ten minutes passed but there was still no effect; all that could be seen was some black powdery ash on the wood.

Seeing this, Su Yang gritted his teeth and started spinning again. His hands were already blistered, and he finally saw a spark. Just as Su Yang was about to cheer, the spark went out instantly. This was a big blow to Su Yang, but he also realized that he had not prepared any kindling. He quickly broke a piece of wood into a small section, tore off the bark, and continued to make fire by rubbing sticks together.

Just when Su Yang was about to give up, sparks burst forth again. Su Yang quickly and carefully placed the sparks on the ignition material, and finally, a flame of hope was ignited.

"Yes! That's fucking great! Damn!" Extreme excitement made Su Yang blurt out a curse to release his long-suppressed emotions.

He carefully maintained the fire source, added more wood, and then rushed to the edge of the cliff to shout and vent his frustration at the sea. As he shouted, Su Yang cried. It was too difficult. Why did I come here risking my life, knowing nothing and having nothing? But the sense of accomplishment of surviving the ordeal and successfully starting a fire by rubbing wood filled him with excitement.

At this moment, Butterfly appeared again, saying, "Congratulations! Your spiritual power has increased by one level, now it's level three!"

Su Yang was surprised. "How did I level up again? You're not kidding me, are you? I didn't fight or have any special encounters, so how did I level up?"

"If you don't believe me, look at your palm. Isn't it completely healed? Each time your mental strength is upgraded, in addition to healing mental trauma, it can also have some effect on your body," Die'er said.

Su Yang looked down at his palm. His hand, which had been raw and mangled from constant friction against the wood, was now completely healed. Seeing this, Su Yang had no choice but to believe Die'er's words. At the same time, he was also pondering:

"Could it be that my mental strength improved because I successfully built a shelter and started a fire by friction for the first time, which increased my knowledge and experience? Then I need to try more things that I've never done before."

What Su Yang didn't know was that this world was far less technologically advanced than the original world. Many things were beyond the comprehension of the local people. Even though the elemental power was so advanced, they knew nothing about its scientific reasons and could only attribute it to miracles. This was why his spiritual power, as a person from the present world, had increased so quickly. If it were someone from another world, it would take at least five or ten years to improve their spiritual power level so rapidly.

Back in the shelter, Su Yang sat by the fire, lost in thought, when suddenly it started raining outside.

The rain seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and it pounded on the ground. Soon, the puddles on the ground were filled with rainwater.

Seeing that it was raining, Su Yang quickly picked up the remaining water chestnuts and made them into a bowl shape to catch water. Seeing that it worked reasonably well, Su Yang made seven or eight more and arranged them neatly in front of the shelter. At the same time, he used wood and water chestnuts to build a tall frame and placed it on the fire. He covered it with large pieces of water chestnut leaves and connected it with hollow stems and fine fibers. He placed a bowl made of water chestnuts on the ground. The water distillation device was now complete.

Then Su Yang built a slightly shorter frame and placed it under the taller frame. He put the bowl filled with rainwater on the shorter frame and let it slowly distill. After about half an hour, he successfully obtained a small bowl of distilled water. However, the bowl that was originally placed on the fire was also ruined. After obtaining the drinkable water, Su Yang took a sip. It was as if the parched earth had been moistened again, and Su Yang was revitalized.

"This is the best-tasting water I've ever had in my entire life," Su Yang murmured.

After distilling the rainwater, Su Yang realized that the existing containers were unsuitable, so he decided to make a container out of soil. He got to work immediately. At first, Su Yang thought of digging with rocks in the ground, but he quickly gave up. "I already have elemental power, and I'm still thinking about digging manually. How pathetic."

After finishing speaking, Su Yang entered a state of imagination again. This time, he only condensed a shovel-like object and enhanced its elemental quality. He then commanded it to dig on the ground of the shelter. However, the soil on the island did not have much clay suitable for firing pottery jars. After digging for about twenty minutes, he only obtained some clay-like soil that was barely enough to make one pottery jar.

Su Yang stopped, put a flame into the pit he had dug, and rekindled a fire. He then mixed the collected rainwater with clay, and guided the elemental power to continuously blend the clay in his imagination, slowly shaping it into the form of a jar. He then placed it into the flames in the pit, added wood, and waited for the jar to be fired.

While waiting, Su Yang lay on the grass blanket. "I've already leveled up to level three, but I haven't seen anything special about it, like any special skills or anything like that."

Thinking, Su Yang closed his eyes and pondered. Suddenly, he realized that it was as if he hadn't closed his eyes at all. He could still see, but the scene wasn't of the shelter. What appeared before him was a tree that was entirely white. But it was like an unfinished painting. The tree had seven branches, six of which had only grown a little, while one branch had grown quite long, but it wasn't fully grown yet.

"What is this?" Su Yang was completely baffled. He just wanted to get a closer look, and in the next moment, his body moved as if guided by his will. Su Yang felt as if he had flown to the tree, where he saw three lines of text written on the thick tree roots:

Name: Su Yang

Age: 20

Elemental Power: Cloud, Development Progress 14.28%

Su Yang stared blankly at the text. He could understand the few sentences, but he didn't know what they were for. "What's the use of this? The only useful thing is the development progress. It doesn't tell me anything else."

Su Yang grumbled as he imagined leaving this place, only to be back in reality the next moment. He wanted to grumble some more, so he called out to Die'er, but she didn't respond, seemingly asleep. So he gave up and turned back to check on the pottery jar's firing. He saw that the fire in the pit had shrunk. He used two pieces of wood to pry the jar out, tapped it with a stick, and felt that it was hard enough. He waited for it to cool down before testing whether it could be used. After it cooled down, he filled it with water and found that it could indeed be used. After taking a sip of the distilled water, Su Yang couldn't help but sigh, "If all else fails, I might as well just be a native on this lost island."