After discovering that fire could disperse the fog, the price of wood skyrocketed again, reaching 20 Conch Coins per unit, and it was still rising.
After all, there was no longer any way to obtain wood. There was nothing but floating ice on the sea, and fishing was highly likely to yield nothing.
As for islands, no players had mentioned seeing any.
There might be very few islands in the Extreme Winter Sea, or even none at all.
A day later.
The Nightmare Star sailed silently through the thick fog at a speed of 15 knots.
The sea was calm, with force-one winds and barely any sound of waves.
[A deathly silent voyage. Your Sanity decreased by 3.]
Yang Yi frowned.
Just as Su Na had said, sailing through the fog for too long would cost them Sanity.
Other players had noticed this too and found a way to cope-banding together!
Some formed pairs, some gathered in groups of three or five, and others joined fleets.
As for whether their chosen companions were trustworthy, they had to judge that for themselves.
"The Lost Ones Fleet is recruiting! Anyone short on wood or food, come now. We can provide shelter and hot water around the clock. Message me privately if you'd like to join this big family of mine."
"There's actually a deal that good?"
"I don't buy it. Free things always cost the most!"
"Count me in, boss!"
"..."
Yang Yi had been watching the chat channel for a long time. Apart from collisions with icebergs, no one seemed to have encountered any unexpected incidents.
After another two hours of sailing, he blasted a small iceberg apart.
But he gained nothing, because it really was just an iceberg...
After that, Su Na took over at the helm.