Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
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‘There’s such a thing?’ Chen Changan opened the materials list for upgrade plan 2, which included: [100kg, 10kg of metal, 2.5kg of fishbone, ten love letters to Nangong Cuihua (required to be personally written by ten handsome men)]
He remembered that the bathtub boat was transformed from a large lady’s bathtub. The system’s evaluation was even more obvious—Nangong Cuihua’s fragrance still lingers on the wooden board.
‘Good heavens!’ Chen Changan exclaimed.
He finally understood that the so-called ‘spirituality awakening’ was to use mushy love letters to awaken Nangong Cuihua’s fragrance.
He found it very difficult to imagine exactly how unsightly Nangong Cuihua was to have such a strong desire for the acknowledgment of men.
Would the plantation ship’s next upgrade require 100 love letters?
‘Terrifying! Women are so scary! A cruel woman as fierce as a tiger!’
Faced with such an unreasonable request, Chen Changan was determined to be the first man to write a love letter to Miss Nangong.
Generally speaking, paper was required to write a love letter. However, there was no paper manufacturer in the vast sea, and it was impossible to use wooden hands to rub paper pulp.
Fortunately, Chen Changan still had some leftover cloth in his hands when he upgraded the raft into a dark boat. It could be used as a substitute for paper.
A substitute was also required for pens. Chen Changan took out a small basin of shark blood from the market and used his fingers as the pen and shark blood as the ink.
Chen Changan recalled the classic love letters on the internet and wrote: “Crabs are peeling my shell; the notebook is writing about me. All over the sky, I’m falling on the snowflakes on the maple leaves. And you’re thinking about me.”
“After meeting you, I became very, very low, so low that I fell into the dust. But in my heart, I was happy. Flowers bloomed from the dust.”
“The first time I saw you, my heart had exploded into fireworks, and I needed to spend the rest of my life cleaning the ash stove.”
After writing three sweet sentences in one go, Chen Changan withdrew his finger in satisfaction.
On the round wooden barrel, there was a pale cloth covering it. On it were sweet words written in scarlet shark blood. It didn’t look like a love letter but a bloody letter from 10,000 people.
Moreover, the handwriting was ugly!
It couldn’t be helped. Chen Changan hadn’t even used a pen for half a year, let alone writing with his fingers dipped in blood.
Chen Changan placed the bloody love letter on the plantation boat, and the survival point requirement immediately decreased by 12 points.
‘It worked!’ Chen Changan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. ‘Is Nangong Cuihua’s face worthy of the official certification?’
He peered into the water.
He looked at De Hua on the left and Yan Zu on the right. He looked at Chao Wei on the top and Guan Xi on the bottom.
His temperament was similar to Li Xiaoyao.
All roads lead to Rome. With his looks, Chen Changan was born in Rome.
Obtaining Nangong Cuihua’s approval was a very common practice.
Chen Changan heaved a sigh of relief. “There are still nine letters. I can only go to the market and ask for them.”
Thus, Chen Changan filled nine bottles of mineral water and placed them on the market. But this time, his purchase conditions were extremely special: [A love letter written to Nangong Cuihua. It has to be written by a handsome man personally.]
The purchase conditions for the nine bottles of water were too bizarre, and it instantly attracted the attention of thousands of people. In an instant, there were hundreds of posts with the trending keyword ‘Trading Market,’ and all of them were personal attacks.
The Deep Sea Forum didn’t have any restrictions on speech. Even ***** could speak freely, let alone personal attacks.
“Hentai! How disgusting!”
“Is Wastewater mentally distorted?”
“That scum must’ve been kicked in the head by a donkey!”
“So this is the real name of the unscrupulous businessman, hetui!”
Although many people were scolding, most of them started writing love letters immediately.
Without water, one could only survive for three days. The remaining six billion humans were well aware of this.
Even shark hunters—who drank enough water—were willing to write love letters to earn an extra bottle of mineral water.
Yet, when many people excitedly wrote love letters and submitted them to the market, they suffered a blow to their souls.
“The item you have submitted hasn’t reached the purchase requirement.” The system notification was like a basin of bone-chilling cold water that was poured onto these people.
“Am I not handsome?”
“If being handsome is a mistake, I will be sentenced to death. Why can’t I meet the purchase requirements?”
“Why can’t a woman write love letters to a woman? It’s summer, and my limbs are cold from the cold sweat. My tears are falling uncontrollably.”
The trending ‘market’ could almost be regarded as an internal forum of the market. There were more than 700 posts insulting profiteer scumbags and more than 200 posts scolding the system for being blind. These posts filled up the discussion page.
Chen Changan recalled the words of a certain female fighter. In order to provoke the opposite sex between men and women and to gain popularity, she deliberately ridiculed men on a certain show. It was appropriate to use it here.
“He’s so ordinary, yet so confident.”
After about 20 minutes, the system notifications related to love letters gradually increased.
“Congratulations, you have received a love letter!”
“Congratulations, you have received a mushy love letter!”
“Congratulations, you obtained a fake love letter.”
When Chen Changan handed over all his love letters, he realized that different love letters decreased the survival point requirement by different amounts. Amongst them, the mushy love letters reduced the survival point requirement by 25 points. It was twice as much as Chen Changan’s art edition love letters, but the content was shocking.
“I love you. I love you so much. I love you so much. I love you the most…” The author of the love letter wrote 50 mushy words in one go. It was simple, direct, and crude, but it was especially effective.
“I really can’t write such things.” Chen Changan was overwhelmed with shame. When he saw the 50 words of ‘love,’ he felt goosebumps all over his body.
Ten love letters reduced the survival point requirement by 200 points.
In Chen Changan’s hands, wood, metal, and fish bones also weren’t lacking. With this, he reduced his survival point requirement by 300 points again.
Looking at the 100-point requirement, Chen Changan covered his face in shame.
In theory, providing raw materials could reduce the survival point requirement by 90%. Chen Changan had provided all the raw materials, but the survival point requirement was only reduced by 500 points.
The 40-point gap was probably caused by the lack of content in the love letter.
“Buy it.” Chen Changan once again requested to purchase a mushy love letter.
[The content of the love letter must be: Love you, love you to death. Such simple and crude sweet words.]
In the trading market’s discussion forum, there was once again a flurry of posts scolding Chen Changan.
“This is really a pervert opening the door for a pervert. He’s really a pervert!”
“The pervert’s mother is hugging the pervert and crying because the pervert is dead!”
“The pervert’s mother has gone to jail. This is too f*cking perverted!”
Chen Changan shrugged and said calmly, “I don’t care. You guys are calling me trash, but what does that have to do with me, Chen Changan?”
With the help of ten mushy love letters, the survival point requirement of the plantation ship upgrade plan was successfully reduced to 60 points.
According to Chen Changan’s current speed of accumulation, he would be able to upgrade the plantation ship tomorrow.
…
Deep Sea Forum.
The thread that hadn’t been updated for a long time was updated again.
[48th comment (OP): Brother Meng, I came back alive. I have escaped to the sea ten kilometers away. I should be safe.
Do not go to the treasure island. This is my final warning to you all. I f*cking saw a female ghost!]
[49th comment: Scary thinking, OP updates quickly!]
[50th comment: OP has updated; I am so happy.]
[51st comment (OP): When I first stepped onto the island, I felt that this island was a gift from heaven—peaceful, comfortable, and beautiful. Wood thriving and flowing spring. All beautiful words can be used on this island.]
[52nd comment: Faster update, faster. Even the female pigs in the production team are more diligent than you!]
[53rd comment (OP): I entered the island. Along the way, birds chirped, and flowers bloomed. Trees grew everywhere, and there were plenty of plants. I walked along the path and saw a run-down temple. The system notified me that I needed to sacrifice something. I only had one shark in my hand, so I supplied it to the God of the Ocean.
The door to the temple was wide open, and it was dark inside. I mustered up my courage and walked in. There was a woman in embroidered shoes lying inside. Doctor, please save my life! Stupid environment, please help me play with the female ghost’s phone and lie on the ground. If I die, so be it. I’ll use the loudspeaker room to design a card on my back.]
[54th comment: OP, are you writing about an alternate path? Get lost!]
[55th comment: Where is he?]
[56th comment: Could it be that a female ghost jumped into the forum?]
[57th comment: Demons retreat! Bless us, Guanyin Bodhisattva!]
[58th comment: Haha, Guanyin? How about Lolita Yin!]
The thread stopped updating.
After a full day and night, an anonymous smurf posted the 59th comment: “OP is dead.”