Global Fog Survival

Finally, Colin and his team arrived at a mine entrance, clearly marked with signs of human activity, supported by several severely bent wooden stakes.

In front of the slightly damp mine entrance, with withered vegetation and scattered stones, Colin didn’t hesitate to use his ability.

[Hint: You realize this is the thing you desire—saltpeter. It can be synthesized into a crucial weapon.]

[Although the gunpowder made from it is outdated in your era.]

[But as you dreamt last night, you long to baptize this land with artillery fire and sweep away all the gloom, making this the first step.]

“It’s too much! You even know about my dreams…”

Colin didn’t dwell on this small matter. His gaze turned to the chunks of saltpeter on both sides of the mine entrance. This natural saltpeter hadn’t been refined yet and was full of impurities. A gentle squeeze would produce a lot of powder.

However, when Colin took out the synthesis platform and used his thoughts to synthesize and retrieve multiple batches, the impurities disappeared…

Although Collin didn’t understand the principle, the saltpeter in his hand had turned into fine, slightly yellow powder with no visible impurities.

Collin’s eyes gleamed, but he knew there were still some steps to go before it became a “finished product.” Even with the crafting table simplifying the steps and providing hints, it would still take some time.

Nonetheless, Collin didn’t plan to return immediately but decided to try making a packet of “Power”¹帕瓦 (Pawa)- I don’t know but maybe it’s the author using the pinyin equivalent for the English word Power, which explains the clarification in parenthesis??? But could also be powder instead? (strength/power) nearby. Although hints could provide some data, the true power needed to be witnessed firsthand to avoid theoretical knowledge without practical proof.

He then ordered his men to collect the scattered saltpeter outside the mine entrance, gathering about dozens of portions. Finding a nearby temporary shelter and swiftly killing the mutants inside, Colin ordered everyone to guard the place.

Collin also took out some food, synthesizing some jerky for everyone to replenish their strength: [Burning Stick*10 + Slightly Rotten Wolf Meat*4 = Slightly Rotten Wolf Meat Jerky*4.]

Maintaining a good state is crucial when food is not lacking. Sanna, Number Two, and the other servants had no objections, though Sanna’s face showed a hint of heartache seeing Colin exchange valuable, stamina-restoring food for various materials.

“Are you really going to trade food for ordinary charcoal?” Sanna couldn’t help but ask softly.

Sanna had no concept of the powerful, explosive thing Colin mentioned. In her view, it might be at most equivalent to a mage’s explosive spell, which wasn’t that powerful against ordinary people.

Given some food, Sanna believed she could defeat a group of ordinary people. Moreover, Collin hadn’t hidden the chat information from the world channel from her.

“Is someone really trading food for charcoal? Is this guy an idiot?”

Sanna saw similar messages, full of mockery and skepticism, making her frown and feel the urge to correct these people about Cllin.

“It’s okay, you’ll soon realize its importance…”

Colin continued working, a slight smile on his face as he glanced at the passing chat messages. Sanna, with her sapphire-like eyes, watched Colin’s focused side profile.

Seeing his genuine seriousness, Sanna refrained from speaking further, nodding and ensuring his close protection. As the team’s strongest combatant, she naturally assumed the responsibility of ensuring Colin’s safety.

At this moment, some peculiar-smelling stones appeared from Colin’s trade market. Seeing this, the regional chat channel became lively again.

“Haha, I just traded a few pieces of sulfur for some food. Haha, who’s stupid enough to use food to clear out all the sulfur in the trade market…”

“Sulfur? This stuff is useless for survival. Why trade for it…”

“Wait, did you say someone traded sulfur? At this stage, why would anyone trade for sulfur?”

“I have a bad feeling… I wonder if my guess is right. Maybe someone found a saltpeter mine…”

“What does sulfur have to do with saltpeter? Why do you look so serious…” Someone asked, confused.

“No way, no way, does anyone not know how to make gunpowder? Charcoal, sulfur, saltpeter—these are the three essentials that the natives used. Did the person above drop out of kindergarten?”

“2333²often used to express laughter or amusement, similar to “lol” or “haha” in English. It’s derived from the emoticon “233” which resembles a laughing face when viewed in a certain way. The extra “3” adds emphasis, making it an even stronger expression of laughter.… I wonder which lucky guy found a saltpeter mine. The survivors in that area are doomed. Controlling a gunpowder source early on is basically becoming invincible…”

“While my neighbors hoard food, I hoard guns, making my neighbors my food supply…” Someone gloated in the chat channel.

He did not expect this person to be in their region, considering the trade market was shared by all zones. With millions of zones, the chances of being in the same one were slim. As everyone developed, gunpowder would lose its edge.

“Ah… this shouldn’t be in our region…” the regional chatter responded, a bit deflated, “Besides, saltpeter is naturally rare. Most of us struggle to get out; who has the chance to find it… Maybe they have more snakes over there…”

While my neighbors hoard food, I hoard guns. Hoarding guns equals hoarding food? Is Mr. Colin hoarding guns? It doesn’t seem like it…

Sanna thought curiously, focusing on food and not quite understanding the context of the phrase. She knew guns were spear-like weapons, so the chat made no sense to her. However, judging by the change in tone, Colin seemed to be doing something significant.

Relieved, Sanna had worried Colin was like a cultist or mad scientist, believing in combining random things for power or sustenance. But usually, they just produce useless junk, claiming it could empower or nourish them.

Her hands were slightly glowing, Sanna’s calm expression hid her many thoughts. Just then, she heard Colin exclaim, “Finally made it!”

Curious, Sanna turned to see a box of black powder on a shabby bench. Is this the powerful weapon Mr. Colin mentioned?

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  帕瓦 (Pawa)- I don’t know but maybe it’s the author using the pinyin equivalent for the English word Power, which explains the clarification in parenthesis??? But could also be powder instead?

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  often used to express laughter or amusement, similar to “lol” or “haha” in English. It’s derived from the emoticon “233” which resembles a laughing face when viewed in a certain way. The extra “3” adds emphasis, making it an even stronger expression of laughter.

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