As soon as “My Fate Is in My Hands, Not in Heaven’s” was spoken, the Temple of the Gods members who had been cursing fiercely in the zone channel just moments ago immediately fell silent. 

Even players who had no connection to the Temple of the Gods fell into an inexplicable silence at that moment. The entire channel was enveloped in a complex and eerie atmosphere.

Everyone saw the effect of that teleportation scroll. At a time like this, a top-ranked player like “My Fate” suddenly appeared, displaying such a domineering attitude—what’s he up to?

Many people couldn’t help but wonder if they’d done something to offend this big shot.

The Temple of the Gods players who had been ranting so brazenly in the regional chat channel began to regret it even more.

Just then, a certain username broke the silence.

【Reaching for the Moon in the Ninth Heaven: With “My Fate” acting like this, what do you think he’s up to by buying the scroll?】

【My Fate Is in My Hands, the Heavens: @Its Wu, Not Woo.】

【My Fate Is in My Hands, or in Heaven’s: Just to catch up with an old friend.  Haven’t you guys been playing Survival Mode for so long that you’d like to meet up with friends too?】

【My Fate Is in My Hands, in Heaven’s】: @Its Wu Not Woo.

The way he spoke—with an attitude so hard and intimidating—was alarming. Whenever a player who had previously shown off a teleportation scroll spoke up, he would keep summoning them.

Seeing him like this, no one would believe he was just trying to meet a friend.

【Its Wu Not Woo: My Fate, I want to use this scroll myself—I have friends in our area too.】

【My Fate is in My Hands, Not The Heavens: Two pieces of top-notch gear—wanna trade?】

【It’s Wu, Not Woo?: I want to keep it for myself.】

【My Fate Is in My Hands, or in Heaven’s: One epic piece of gear.】

Its Wu not Woo hadn’t spoken in a long time.

At the 01 survival squad：

【Dare to Open Your Eyes: Holy crap, what is this guy trying to do? Is he crazy? This item may have a unique effect, but it’s definitely worth at least an epic piece of gear.】

【Tranquility Yields Transcendence: He’s intentionally intimidating them. Look—after he said he’d buy this, which player from the Temple Of The Gods dares to speak up?】

【Civil Engineering Brother: Intimidation is one thing, but I’m worried about something else. Teleporting to other players’ safe zones—if a top-ranked player with real strength gets their hands on this, who’s going to be afraid?】

【Civil Engineering Brother: To put it bluntly, in a survival game like this, killing people is just like killing monsters—no one’s going to care. If someone uses this to raid another player’s place, who’s going to stop them? Do you really expect the survival game to step in?】

【I Love Survival Game: Does that item mean you can request access to someone else’s shelter? If you don’t want people to come, you can just refuse, right?】 The group chat went quiet.

【Civil Engineering Brother: That may be true, but who’s afraid?】

【Civil Engineering Brother: Game Expert, we’re all outsiders here, so I’ll just come out and say it—I’m a little worried. My “My Fate Is in My Hands” target is you.】

【Dare to Open My Eyes: Me too…】

【Dare to Open My Eyes: “Meeting a friend”? He’s pulling our leg! What kind of friend is worth an epic piece of gear?】

【Tranquility Yields Transcendence: I haven’t had much dealings with this guy, so it’s hard to judge. Anyway, since he has items like this, there’s bound to be some weird stuff in the future. Everyone, please be extra careful.】

Ever since that time Qiyu gave them gifts, the relationships among the members of the 01 survival squad seemed to be tied together by an invisible thread, becoming much closer.

Or rather, their interactions have become much more routine.

Before, most of their conversations were about zone-related news or trading.

Now, they often chat about everyday topics.

【I Love Survival Game: Me? Why?】 

He quickly figured out what they meant.

【I Love Survival Game: Because I Became Number One?】

【Dare to Open Your Eyes: That’s right—you’ve snatched all three of his No. 1 spots, and you’ve made them lose face so many times.】

【Tranquility Yields Transcendence: Let me correct that—the top spot belongs to whoever holds it. My fate is in my own hands, not the heavens was just lucky to get the first kill right when he entered the game—isn’t that how you get a head start and keep it?】

【Dare to Open Your Eyes: Right, right, right. I just wanted to make one point: you’re taking what someone thinks belongs to them.】

【I Love Survival Game: It’s fine, I’m scared.】

Even if the target is himself, he can just refuse—it’s a good chance to test the item’s effect.

If they refuse, then the “unwelcome guest” will be greeted by a fully charged Advanced Magic Tower and a Magic Tower, along with his alchemy puppet team. 

In the Zone Channel.

No one would believe that this conspicuous character would turn down the temptation of an epic-tier piece of gear. “My Fate Is in My Hands, and in Heaven’s” thought the same.

He did indeed do this on purpose.

Lately, that group of players from the Temple of the Gods has been running completely wild, and the comments in the zone chat praising “I Love Survival Game” feel like sharp thorns, pricking him all over and making him feel miserable.

At times like this, as soon as a teleportation scroll appeared, he knew his chance had come.

“Little Old Me” stopped him and told him to just post it on the general chat. 

【Little Old Me: Yo, the guild members recently bought this scroll through private chat.】 

My Fate Is in My Hands—immediately understood.

【My Fate Is in My Hands, Not the Heaven’s: “You’re the one with a sharp mind.”】

Little Old Me rolled his eyes in his sanctuary. Being praised by such an idiot gave him absolutely no sense of accomplishment. Sure enough, seeing the zone chat instantly fall silent, My Fate Is in My Hands, Not the Heavens felt a surge of satisfaction.

That feeling was truly exhilarating.

He deliberately tagged “It’s Wu, Not Woo” again, and this time, the other person replied.

【Its Wu, Not Woo: No hard feelings, My Fate, I won’t sell it.】

【Its Wu, Not Woo: I have a really good friend, and I want to save this scroll for him.】

【My Fate Is in My Hands, not the Heaven’s】: “Think it through—this is an epic item. If you’re the only one who’s rolled it right now, ten scrolls aren’t worth a single epic item.”】

【My Fate is in My Hands, Not The Heavens: What kind of friend Is Worth an epic item just for a single meeting?】 

“Its Wu, Not Woo”s palms were sweaty.

He should know the value of an epic piece of gear, and he doesn’t even have that “friend” to begin with.

My Fate put it so plainly: what kind of friend is worth an epic piece of gear just for a single meeting? So, what he said earlier was just an excuse.

So, why does the guy ranked second on the regional leaderboard want this scroll?

To kill someone and steal their loot?

He was an honest guy, a model child in his parents’ eyes since childhood—studying by the book, following the system, and aiming for a stable, secure job. 

Many people said he was boring, but he didn’t see anything wrong with living a quiet, uneventful life.

He adapted quickly to the survival game, spending his days chopping wood, exploring the forest, crafting gear, and gradually building his shelter. Working by day and sleeping soundly at night—that kind of life didn’t seem so bad. 

“My fate is in my own hands” attitude is too assertive—he’s even willing to come up with a decent excuse. If he’d sold it when he knew everything, that would’ve been one thing, but he could clearly sense this person’s malice. Whether he dared to sell or wanted to sell—he’d do it either way.

If one day he suddenly realized that this scroll had cost someone their life, he would likely never be able to let it go for the rest of his life. 

A play that had captured the attention of the entire region ended just like that—starting strong but fizzling out.

If this were a play, many audience members would likely complain about the anticlimactic ending and demand refunds.

But in a survival game, countless players breathed a sigh of relief—thinking, “My fate is in my own hands” hadn’t bought that location-teleportation scroll.

【Dare to Open Your Eyes: It’s’ Wu not Woo, that player’s resolve was strong. If it were me, I’d definitely have a hard time resisting that temptation.】 

An epic-tier item—how many people have never even laid eyes on one?

Although it didn’t sell, many people were left with a lingering psychological shadow because of this sudden appearance of the item, and the price of shelter-related defensive items on the trading page skyrocketed.

At a time like this, Civil Engineering Brother Tu Mu actually wanted Qiyu to sell the Tower of Quantity.

Right now, only a small group of people know that the “Game Expert” has the blueprints to mass-produce them. Even if they need a little money to save me, all they know is that he has this “Quantity Tower” item.

【Civil Engineering Brother: As soon as the teleportation item appears, everyone gets restless. Chances are others will get it too. Gamer, you’re currently number one on all three leaderboards—you’re the target of everyone’s attention. I suggest you keep the Quantity Tower hidden for now and save it as a trump card.】

Just in case there are any well-intentioned players, it can also serve as a surprise trump card.

【I Love Survival Game: Thanks for the heads-up. I know.】

He made a lot of gold on his trip to Gold Hole City. With enough gold to spare, he bought an Advanced Elemental Array.

After upgrading the Advanced Magic Measurement Tower and the Measurement Tower, the shelter’s defensive weaknesses were completely resolved. Now, he truly lacked nothing. Selling two Measurement Towers wouldn’t affect him much either.

A notification popped up on his game interface, stating that the proceeds from the sale of the screaming lily of the valley had been held in the trading section for over 24 hours and he should be able to withdraw them.

40,000 units of screaming lily of the valley, 800,000 units of wood.

Each of the two standard warehouses has a capacity limit of 100,000 units; he placed the 100,000 units of wood from the previous selling of the screaming lily of the valley inside, filling them to capacity. He left a little space in his Advanced Backpack, freeing up 450 slots to store about 450,000 units.

There are 250,000 units of wood with nowhere to go. 

Qiyu opened the Magic Association store and searched for 【Storage Items】, bringing up a long list of results:

【Ordinary Empty Ring: Storage item, 100 slots, 999 capacity per slot. Price: 200 gold coins.】   

【Advanced Empty Ring: Storage item, 500 slots, 999 capacity per slot. Price: 500 gold coins. Shape-shifting capable.】

This Advanced Empty Ring costs about the same as the Alchemy Backpack he bought from Duo Ju, and has the same capacity. However, it doesn’t seem to have the same powerful preservation effect as the Advanced Storage Backpack.

But since Qiyu needed storage capacity right now, he didn’t hesitate. He bought an Advanced Empty Ring and stuffed all the remaining wood inside. Now, he was carrying nearly 700,000 units of wood with him. 

A bizarre thought involuntarily popped into Qiyu’s head: During a battle, if he found himself at a disadvantage, would simply hurling these 700,000 units of wood at his opponent be enough to kill them? 

He shook his head, banishing the strange thought from his mind. He took out parchment paper and a magic potion.

As for the location-teleportation scrolls, although he wasn’t worried about anyone invading the sanctuary, being prepared wouldn’t hurt. He began inscribing the magic scrolls one by one.

50 Fireballs, 30 Water Arrows, and 30 Wind Blades.

Although these are only first-level spells, they are all single-target attacks; as long as there’s enough mana, their damage is quite substantial for entry-level spells.

Next, he’ll inscribe thirty Bless spells. That leaves 70 scrolls remaining.

He inscribed 20 copies of the area-of-effect spell “Meteor Fire Rain,” 20 copies of the wood-element spell “Plant Prison,” and 30 copies of the life-element spell “Guardian Shield.” Six thick stacks of scrolls covered the entire tabletop. Qiyu looked up from the magic scrolls with a sense of satisfaction, only to realize that night had already fallen.

He instinctively stood up to turn on a wall lamp, but a sudden wave of weakness washed over his entire body. 

Thud.

Before he even had time to steady himself against the table, darkness engulfed his vision, and he collapsed, falling fast asleep.