Survival in the Mist: From a Dilapidated Wooden Hut to a Heavenly Palace in the Clouds

"Wow! Mo Ming, your temperature-controlled cellar is amazing! Is this also a result of a special upgrade?"

With her big, bright eyes wide open, Song Yufei looked like a fan swooning over a celebrity.

Song Yufei is very tall, standing at 175 centimeters, only slightly shorter than Mo Ming.

Her long, jet-black hair, reaching her waist, was now cascading down like a dark waterfall.

She wore rimless gold-rimmed glasses and a purple plush pajama set with two small rabbit ear-shaped pockets on the top.

Her angelic face paired with her devilish figure left me inexplicably mesmerized.

"No, this is a reward I received when I was first rated as a shelter."

It's never had a chance to be used; if it weren't for this extremely low temperature, it would probably have remained abandoned forever.

To avoid losing his composure, Mo Ming quickly averted his gaze.

"What a waste! Such a good thing is not cherished, and people are neglecting it."

"Uh...hehe."

"You promised to treat me to a big meal! I've been busy all day, I'm starving!"

Song Yufei casually sat on the large wooden bed that Mo Ming had just made, showing no signs of the awkwardness one might expect from someone new to the place.

Fortunately, the wooden bed was clean and there was nothing strange about it.

(Mo Ming: Author, I'm warning you, don't you dare frame me.)

(Author (me): Watch your tone when you talk to me. If you keep making noises like that, I'll make you dance on live stream while wearing black stockings.)

(Mo Ming: You're awesome, I was wrong.)

"I never said I'd treat you to a big meal. That's not what I said."

"You...you're trying to renege again. You clearly said you'd treat me to...a meal?"

As if she had figured something out, Song Yufei suddenly stood up, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Are you sure it's... rice? Plain rice?

Mo Ming smiled, said nothing, turned around and lifted the pot lid hidden behind his back, revealing a pot of steaming rice in front of the two of them.

The aroma of spiced rice immediately filled the cellar.

"Mo Ming, you're such a gem! I absolutely love this rice!"

Ignoring the steam rising from the rice, Song Yufei grabbed a few grains of spiced rice with her hand and put them in her mouth.

Seemingly unaware of her lapse in composure, Song Yufei was still immersed in the joy of eating rice, which she hadn't had in a long time.

Hearing Song Yufei's nonsense, Mo Ming, who was standing to the side, showed a faint smile on his face.

There's a certain kind of satisfaction that comes with a chef receiving high praise for their culinary skills.

"I'm glad you like it."

……

The two chatted happily, showing no awkwardness or shyness whatsoever from a first meeting, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for years.

While eating rice and fried pork chops, they chatted and discussed their next plans.

"Mo Ming, I have an idea, listen to it."

Currently, neither of us has a very good understanding of the overall situation of the other's shelter. We are not familiar with what facilities the other has or what they can do, which will be detrimental to our future development.

If you have no objections, I suggest we inform each other about the shelters we have, and then make a decision accordingly.

By figuring out which functions are complementary and which are overlapping, we can better determine the direction of development in the next few days.

what do you think? "

Song Yufei spoke eloquently, like a female strategist wearing glasses, making Mo Ming's expression quite interesting.

"My expression says it all, Song Xiaoniu, you really hit the nail on the head."

I hadn't noticed before, but you really do have a bit of the Zhuge Liang vibe from the Mist World.

"Hmph! Well, you see, I am not just a pretty face with the beauty of Xi Shi and the talent of Diao Chan."

Mo Ming rubbed his forehead, looking utterly helpless. "That's enough. There's a limit to how much you can praise yourself."

"Tch! Let's get back to the point. Let me tell you about my situation first!"

"Yeah, tell me."

Seeing Mo Ming sitting earnestly on the small stool, looking just like a primary school student listening attentively to a lecture, Song Yufei suddenly found him rather cute.

So she adopted the demeanor of a stern teacher, sat on the bed, and cleared her throat.

"Ahem! Students, please sit down and listen attentively!"

(Mo Ming: Oh no, this girl's at it again, the epitome of a drama queen. Besides, excuse me, where's the "them"?)

“My shelter is currently at level three, with two floors and about 180 square meters, which should be the standard configuration for a typical upgraded shelter.”

The basic living facilities are complete, and additional facilities include a spirit house, a breeding box, and a holy light shield, all of which are emerald-level. However, they will upgrade as the shelter level increases, as the shelter is bound to them.

Mo Ming was slightly startled. It seemed that this girl was indeed a little rich woman. These three items sounded like high-quality goods.

"The function of the Spirit Enchanting Room, as the name suggests, is to enchant items with spirits, but currently it only works on weapons."

The power of a weapon will increase exponentially after being enchanted. Currently, enchanting is only possible on weapons of Emerald grade or lower.

Upon hearing Song Yufei's explanation, Mo Ming immediately became interested. "How long does this enchantment last? How long does it take to enchant a weapon?"

"That's a good question. Once the enchanting shop enchants a weapon, the effect will continue as long as the enchanting patterns on the weapon are not destroyed."

As for the time it takes, it depends on the weapon itself. The lower the weapon level and the smaller its size, the shorter the time it takes.

Generally speaking, it only takes a few tens of seconds to enchant a jade-grade longsword.

Furthermore, it's important to note that once a weapon is enchanted, it cannot be enchanted again at the same level, regardless of what happens, even if the patterns on it are completely removed.

If you want to re-attach the spirit, you need to do so in a higher-level spirit-attachment room.

Write this down; it's important, it'll be on the exam.

Mo Ming nodded helplessly and silently noted down this "important point".

He had already made up his mind that he would definitely ask her to enchant the crossbow bolts in his bunker.

The bunker is currently an Emerald-level facility, but the crossbows and iron bolts it is equipped with are only Pale Yellow-level.

If the crossbow is enchanted by the spirit-enchanting house, will its power be comparable to the Emerald level, matching the level of the bunker, and will its power then experience a qualitative leap?

Is it possible to damage a deep blue-level beast?

This remains to be verified.

"Teacher Song, I have a question I'd like to ask you."

"Please speak, Mo."

"Where did you get such an amazing facility? I want one too."

"Hehe! Rating reward."

"Huh? What a difference!"

"Don't be crazy about me, I'm just a legend."

"..."