The Most Outrageous Experience

What's the most absurd experience in the world?

If you asked Zuo Si, he'd say the most absurd experience in the world is none other than...

You thought you were living out a mortal script.

A happy childhood with a loving family, a stable job with a decent income as an adult, pursuing your hobbies in your free time, and then slowly aging and dying.

Though just an insignificant member of the masses, you lived quite happily.

But then one day, you encountered a dangerous situation, ignited your "Spark," and became a Planeswalker, one in ten million, directly transported to a magical world.

Well, that's not really anything.

Strictly speaking, switching from a mortal script to an extraordinary script should be a massive win, no matter how you look at it.

Despite having a sinister, cunning, and brutal teacher, and constantly dealing with live subjects and corpses for dissection, you could at least genuinely learn knowledge and gain powerful magical abilities.

But just as you settled down, wanting to follow this path, a terrifying magical plague that destroyed an entire civilization descended from the heavens.

The most absurd part was that you were actually the source of the plague, a mobile natural disaster.

Your perfectly good extraordinary script had suddenly become a doomsday script.

Watching people around you, both familiar and unfamiliar, fall ill and die, until you were the only one left alive, was an indescribable mental torture.

After you finally managed to escape, thinking you could settle down in a new world, your teleportation went awry due to insufficient energy supply.

The doomsday script had once again, and for the umpteenth time, turned into a desert island survival script.

All these changes happened in less than two years. Anyone with a slightly fragile psyche would have gone mad from the torment long ago.

But Zuo Si stated that his emotions remained stable. He sat by the campfire, wolfing down delicious grilled fish while listening to a summoned soldier report on the island's situation.

After all, he hadn't eaten proper food in a long time, so he didn't care about appearances, only wanting to quickly ingest sufficient protein and nutrients.

"Master, this island is about eighteen kilometers long from east to west and thirteen kilometers wide from north to south. It's covered with many coconut trees, as well as other shrubbery and wild fruit trees.

The highest point on the island is this peak we're standing on, with an elevation of about two hundred meters.

About three kilometers from here, there's a very small freshwater lake, likely formed by rainwater flowing down from higher ground.

The water is very clear and can be drunk directly.

From the cliffs to the lakeside, there are many large and small seabirds nesting.

Based on my observations, there don't seem to be any large herbivores or fierce beasts nearby. The most dangerous things might be the venomous snakes.

The rocky areas on the west side of the island hide many fish, crabs, and conch shells..."

"So, in other words, there are abundant food sources and freshwater resources, and we don't have to worry about survival for the time being, right?"

Zuo Si swallowed the last piece of fish in his mouth, looked up at the starry night sky, and summarized.

For someone who accidentally ended up on a deserted island, what's the most important thing?

The answer, of course, is freshwater.

Next is food.

With these two things, a person can survive quite well.

On this island, fish, seabirds, snakes, crabs, conch shells, as well as coconuts and wild fruits, can all serve as food sources.

The former provides abundant protein, calcium, fat, and vitamins A and E.

The latter is a source of dietary fiber, sugar, minerals, and vitamins B and C.

From a nutritional perspective, the body has basically everything it needs for survival and growth.

The soldier nodded expressionlessly, "That's right. We are very lucky. You know, for an island of this size, the chance of having a natural freshwater reserve isn't high."

"Lucky? Forget it. I'd rather see towns and villages when I pass through a portal."

With that, Zuo Si casually threw away the fish bones he had finished and lay down on his back on a makeshift "bed" made of coconut leaves.

Of course, if that thing could be called a "bed."

Since the terrain wasn't complicated, climbing to the top of the only peak and looking down made it easy to get an overview of the island.

Clearly, he was trapped here, and he had two choices.

One was to live on the island for a while, see if any ships passed by, and then signal for help.

The other was to use a Planeswalker's unstable teleportation to try and travel to other worlds.

As for being like the protagonists in movies and stories, building a raft or a small boat to venture out to sea, he didn't even consider it.

This was Faerun!

A magical world filled with magic and monsters.

The sea contained not only predators like whales, sharks, and giant squids.

There were also intelligent aquatic races like the Sharkalith and Kuo-Toa, as well as terrifying deep-sea leviathans that defied description.

Without an experienced navigator and captain to lead, venturing out to sea on one's own was no different from seeking death.

After a brief moment of thought, Zuo Si felt the first option was more reliable.

After all, since becoming a Planeswalker, excluding the time he cooperated with the Archlich Astar, he had only used unstable teleportation abilities by himself twice.

The first time, he was pulled into an unknown space and his physical age regressed to that of a child, nearly killing him.

The second time, although a magic portal helped stabilize the teleportation channel, an accident still occurred.

Two consecutive failures left Zuo Si with a bit of a psychological scar regarding this ability.

Moreover, the Forgotten Realms—Faerun, was filled with countless fascinating magical knowledge, powerful spells, magical items, and even artifacts.

Coupled with its unique Weave-based spellcasting system, wouldn't it be too much of a shame to give up and leave immediately?

Thus, with anticipation and dreams for the future, Zuo Si soon felt a wave of drowsiness, and fell into a deep sleep.

He was too tired.

When he was hiding alone in the Floating City Tower before, his nerves had been constantly on edge, and he hadn't dared to sleep too soundly.

He was afraid that when he woke up, he would see countless undead gathered around him.

Now that he had finally escaped the precarious survival crisis and eaten so much fish, it was only natural that he wanted to sleep soundly.

Seeing their master fall asleep, the summoned male soldiers stood silently by the campfire, taking on the duties of guarding and keeping watch.

Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away, south of the Spiral Mountain Range, in the low mountains near Myratma, an important border city of the Tethyr Kingdom.

The Red Dragon—Vermes paced restlessly in her treasure-filled lair.

After several minutes, she suddenly stopped, raised her head, and sternly questioned the trembling evil minions standing not far away, "Still no news?"

"I apologize, great master, not yet. However, as you requested, I have already ordered all the Orc, Half-orcs, and Goblin tribes loyal to you in the vicinity to expand their search range," a Orc warrior clad in leather armor and carrying a heavy two-handed battle axe replied nervously.

Red Dragons were symbols of strength, cruelty, and tyranny.

Every Red Dragon was a natural-born tyrant.

And conversing with such a tyrant was undoubtedly terrifying and dangerous.

This was because the other party might kill and devour their subordinates without mercy at any moment, simply for bringing bad news.

In fact, before this Orc warrior, several Orc tribal leaders and a Bulette had already died under the dragon's claws.

So he had to be extremely careful, or he could be killed at any moment.

Of course, the benefit was that by occupying this position, he could wield power under the Red Dragon's name, commanding all subservient tribes.

Even if the leaders of these tribes were once his rivals and mortal enemies.

"Useless! All of you are useless! I'll give you ten more days! If you don't find that human cub within ten days, you know the consequences."

After saying this, Vermes violently flapped her wings, stirring up a gust of wind.

Seeing the Red Dragon's fury, the Orc warrior dared not linger any longer. He immediately turned and rushed out of the cave at top speed.

There was no need to ask that Vermes wanted her minions to search for none other than Zuo Si, who had been separated by the portal.

The reason she was so anxious was not due to any newfound conscience, but because the little thing in her mind was constantly sending threats through telepathy.

If Zuo Si was not found within a certain period, a part of the Red Dragon's brain would be eaten.

If he was still not found, another part would be eaten.

Until her brain was severely damaged, turning her into an idiot dragon, or her entire brain was consumed, leading to her death.

Otherwise, Vermes would have been very happy to get rid of Zuo Si, preferably never meeting him again.

In fact, that was precisely what she thought when she flew back to her lair alone with her treasure.

But unfortunately, creations that had just been awakened were often very attached to their creators and longed to stay by their master's side.