Slightly deviating from the survival rules in reality, in the current Minecraft world, food and water are important, but they are not the primary concerns compared to having a stable and reliable shelter.
The reason is simple: after the sun sets, if the player's surroundings lack sufficient light as a barrier, various monsters will randomly spawn in dark corners.
Melee, ranged, self-destructing, teleporting monsters—there are many types, and they appear in unlimited quantities.
If Naoh had the abilities of a game character instead of just being an ordinary person, he would have the confidence to survive using his previous gaming experience—and maybe even thrive.
However, things are not going so smoothly. The system clearly doesn't intend to let him pass easily. For safety's sake, Naoh feels it's best to lie low for a while.
Otherwise~
"Zombies are easy to deal with, but if I encounter a skeleton archer..."
Naoh, who was currently climbing a tree while holding a hand crossbow, couldn't help but recall that monster's performance in the game, and his heart suddenly filled with dread.
For example, in ancient China, there was a famous general known for his archery skills. One day, while out hunting, a sudden gust of wind rose, and the roar of a tiger echoed nearby.
The general thought it was a real tiger. Greatly alarmed, he quickly drew his bow and shot three arrows toward the roar.
After the wind died down, he approached to check his target and found that the "tiger" was actually a rock shaped like a tiger. Incredibly, all three arrows had penetrated the rock!
According to the records, when the general later tried to shoot the stone again, he could no longer achieve the same result.
This story is often cited to show how people in times of crisis can summon strength and potential beyond their normal limits to overcome difficulties.
Naoh thought of this story because it reminded him of the seemingly unimpressive skeleton archers in the game.
"They shoot arrows like they're aiming at stone—dead accurate. If I get hit, even if I survive, I'll be crippled, right?"
Thinking of this, Naoh suddenly shivered. The courage he felt from acquiring ranged equipment instantly dropped by thirty percent...
Standing on the high treetop, basking in sunlight and breeze, Naoh felt a bit heavy-hearted. His gaze, sweeping across the area, was filled with caution.
"An endless sea of trees, huh. Tsk~ This isn't a good place. The denser the forest, the more shadows there are. When night falls... oh, are those mountains over there?"
Using his hand to shade his eyes, Naoh squinted and focused his vision toward one end of the forest.
Far in the distance, through light, shadow, and a thin mist, he could see mountain ranges rising and falling.
Misty and grand, but also likely hiding unseen dangers.
"Based on my previous gaming experience, mountains usually have caves or ledges, right? If I'm lucky, maybe I can find a small cave along a cliff.
When the time comes, I'll just hide inside..."
Gazing into the hazy distance, Naoh couldn't help but drift into a hopeful fantasy.
After a while, he came back to reality, cleared his mind, and shook his head vigorously to get rid of those wishful thoughts.
"Forget it. As the saying goes, 'Looking at a mountain makes a horse die.' If I rely on finding refuge in the mountains, who knows what new problems might arise. Besides, I came to this newbie world to adapt.
Survival is just the basic requirement. If I can't handle this, how can I survive in Marvel or any of the other worlds? I can't afford to be naive."
Thinking this, Naoh turned and looked once more at the vast forest. Gritting his teeth, he sighed softly, then climbed down the tree and headed into the dense woods.
"Alas~! I guess I'm just destined to be a hard-working guy."
...
Now that he had made his decision, Naoh didn't hesitate any longer.
Although he looked only sixteen years old, his previous life's wisdom bonus wasn't for nothing.
Naoh, familiar with the world's mechanics, was not distracted by the natural scenery. As he walked, his eyes stayed sharp, scanning everything around him—especially the dark corners.
His ears were perked, trying to catch every sound.
"Uh~"
About fifteen minutes later, when Naoh climbed a small hill and was slightly out of breath, a sudden low growl came from ahead.
The sound was weak and low, but carried a sense of danger—almost like a groan of decay and sorrow.
"Zombie!?"
The moment Naoh heard it, his heart tightened. Tension and curiosity filled his mind. Instinctively, he crouched down and hid behind a large tree.
Leaning against the trunk, gripping his hand crossbow tightly, he took a deep breath and carefully peeked around.
With a sweep of his eyes, he saw a green figure slowly approaching from the hill's slope.
The zombie was filthy, with exposed bones. Its hands stretched forward. Its pace was steady but stiff.
Its eyes were wide open, bloodshot, and its mouth curled into a grotesque smile.
And it was heading straight for him!
Naoh stared at it, briefly mesmerized.
"Other than looking more human, it moves almost exactly like in the game. And... ugly! But how did it detect me?
Was it eyesight—or smell?"
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