Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ed sucked in a breath of cold air, stunned by the devastation before him.
So this was the power of a Diamond-quality item.
Notifications of the resources he had obtained continued ringing in his mind.
When the voice in his head fell quiet, Ed began to count the harvest.
He was surprised at the total.
He had roughly counted: 85 wood, 20 wood shavings, 25 leaves, 15 cloth strips, and 1 glass.
It seemed to be excessive.
Ed had not expected to obtain so many drops with a casual wave of his hand.
Could just ten trees drop so many resources?
If he swung a few more times, his resources would definitely exceed the limit!
Of course, this was just the initial excitement ringing in Ed’s mind. Other factors aside, just swinging this Diamond-quality axe had taken a lot of strength.
Ed was currently on the verge of collapse. However, the resources that he had received in exchange were abundant. This had been worth it.
Had he been using that shabby stone axe from before, ten trees would have been out of the question. Chopping down even one would probably have taken him until the end of time.
Ed was already more than satisfied with his results.
He finally understood the difference between the two. It was like heaven and earth, there was no comparison at all.
However, as his euphoria subsided, a new problem struck Ed.
How would he get the scattered pieces of wood before him into the small wooden house to be traded?
There was only one tool that could help him, and that was the dilapidated cart.
Ed gave up on this idea after only taking one look at the cart.
Putting everything else aside, it had already been difficult enough for Ed to push it when it was empty. If he were to put the wood in it, he didn’t know how much longer it would take him to push it.
Moreover, it was almost dark now, and unknown things would occur at night. He would have to be prepared to deal with the worst.
If he tried to move the logs into the small house piece by piece, it would definitely take ages. Ed would not do such a pointless task.
“If only the system could put things away,” he muttered to himself.
He was unsure if the system had such a function. If it did, he had seen no mention of it.
As soon as he finished speaking, the scattered wood disappeared before him.
At the same time, a new function of the system was developed: storage space.
This surprised Ed. He had just been casually rambling and hadn’t actually expected it to work.
He watched as the wood reappeared in the storage space in his mind. It was the same in quantity as the wood that had been on the ground.
With this, he could focus his mind and body on logging. He wouldn’t have to worry about manpower.
This would truly save him a lot of time.
He wouldn’t have to concern himself over the storage of resources, regardless of how many logs he cut down.
Just as he was carefully checking out this new system function, he heard the sound of crackling flames in front of him.
Ed snapped back to his senses.
He watched as a red flame enveloped each of the ten stumps that had been left behind after he had cut down the ten trees.
The flames roared wildly, devouring whatever remained of the trees.
In a short while, the stumps had all but disappeared. Their previously entangled roots were also gone, leaving behind only a patch of empty space.
This land would no longer be able to grow any trees.
Ed realized that this was the ability of that axe, the Flames of Hell.
This ability was too strong.
Others might chop down a tree today only to find a new trunk tomorrow, repeating the cycle over and over again.
Yet with the Flames of Hell, Ed had no need to worry about that.
An idea formed in Ed’s mind.
Through his continuous logging, he could form a large area of empty land.
Ed could synthesize tools to cultivate these fields, allowing him to plant crops all year round, and even construct towering buildings.
As long as he kept logging, there was no limit to the amount of empty land he could acquire, and the resources would be endless.
As the others continuously ran into the obstacle of the endless forest, Ed would already have begun to build a house and plant a farm.
Such an idea would have been completely impossible in prior circumstances.
However, things were different now. Equipped with the system and the godly axe in his hand, it would only be a matter of time before he achieved such a goal.
With a set objective in mind, Ed prepared himself for the ensuing tasks.
Logging operation!
Officially activated!
Gripping the axe in his hand, he rushed straight into the trees.
He began to swing wildly, chopping down whichever tree he was unhappy with.
The towering trunks crashed down one after another as the stumps they left behind ignited on the spot, burning in the Flames of Hell.
If only the trees could talk.
He knew they’d be crying out, “Sir, you’re destroying us!”
…
Half an hour passed.
The pings in his mind notifying him about the resources he had obtained slowly came to a halt.
In this half an hour, besides wood, Ed had also obtained various other things.
He guessed that this would be the work of the other attribute on his axe, ‘Luck + 10’.
His arms slowed as he finally pressed the axe against the ground, propping up his body.
He hadn’t felt anything when he was chopping. Yet as soon as he slowed, a feeling of exhaustion had welled up through his entire being.
Half an hour or so was the limit of what he could bear now.
He knew that if he continued to chop, he would likely collapse.
Ed panted. Sweat ran across his face before dripping down onto the ground.
He needed a good rest as he was too tired.
As he took a break, Ed mulled over another issue.
The need for open space had been solved. His next concern now was food and water.
Without these, he would surely die.
Especially following intense exercise, he would be prone to dehydration.
Ed looked up. In this dense jungle, where could he find food and water?
Just as he felt like he was at a loss, a drop of water suddenly hit his head.
Straining his neck, he looked up.
The leaves of the trees were covered in tiny drops of water.
The environment in the forest was relatively humid. Otherwise, it would not have been suitable for the growth of plants.
As he gazed up at the drops of water resting on the leaves, something flashed through Ed’s mind.
[ Inferior Water Collector: Leaves 120/10, cloth strips 40/4 ]
[ Total Resources: wood x405, wood chips x85, metal sheets x20, leaves x120, cloth strips x40, glass x3, iron nails x10. ]
With his current resources, it would be no big deal to build a few Inferior-quality water collectors.
Ed didn’t care at all about the quality.
It would be good enough to have water, and he wasn’t picky.