Crack—!

  Right at that moment, a blue system light screen popped up in front of Chu Yuan, accompanied by a notification sound.

  [Detected: Player has successfully felled a tree. Conditions met ([Old Iron Axe]). Decompose?]

  [Yes / No]

  "There's even a function for this? Yes, decompose it for me!"

  Chu Yuan was astonished. He had thought he would need to chop it manually; it seemed the system was digitized to help players reduce the pressure of survival.

  Moreover, it followed a logical rule: he needed an axe for the system to assist in decomposition. If he were using his bare hands, how the hell could he decompose it? He'd have to be a superman for that.

  He watched as the fallen tree was suddenly enveloped by a ripple of distorted air, then transformed into a cylindrical log—1 meter long, with a 10 cm radius. The bark was gone, and both the surface and the core were perfectly dry.

  [Received!]

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  Wood Unit x1

  ... ...

  The system notification rang out.

  "Whoa, truly miraculous!"

  Witnessing a tree transform into a log with his own eyes, even an old novel reader like him couldn't help but be shaken by this supernatural power. The system did not disappoint.

  He noticed that the wood chips from the chopping and all the leaves had vanished, leaving only a stump cut flush to the ground with a smooth, glossy surface.

  Since the system had helped kiln-dry the fresh wood, he no longer had to worry about the difficulty of starting a fire with damp fuel.

  "Matter compression? But an entire tree only yields 1 unit of wood—System, are you skimming off the top?"

  Chu Yuan speculated out of curiosity, then tried to lift the wood unit.

  "Hey, it's about 20 kg!"

  The system voice rang out again.

  [Detected: 1 Wood Unit. Conditions met ([Old Iron Axe]). Can be decomposed into 20 small firewood sticks. Decompose?]

  [Yes / No]

  "It can be decomposed again!?"

  Chu Yuan was once again amazed. It seemed the system was quite user-friendly. He had been planning to split the log into firewood himself, but as long as the conditions were met, the system did the work for him, saving a great deal of physical effort.

  "Yes!"

  Chu Yuan confirmed.

  Once more, the log was enveloped by distorted air. Immediately, a stack of small firewood sticks appeared, split into triangular shapes and neatly piled—exactly 20 pieces.

  "Still just as miraculous!"

  Chu Yuan exclaimed. Driven by endless curiosity, he had considered touching the distorted air to see what it felt like, but his reason eventually overcame his instincts.

  Either his hand would be twisted to shreds, or nothing would happen at all; but Chu Yuan advised himself to suppress his curiosity and maintain a sense of awe toward the unknown.

  "20 small sticks... exactly 1 kg each?"

  He picked up a piece to gauge the weight and reached a conclusion without much thought.

  "So the firewood issue is solved. I'll chop a few more trees in a bit and then proceed with the next plan."

  Feeling his elevated heart rate gradually slowing down and his arm muscles aching, Chu Yuan decided to rest for a moment. He would then carry the 20 sticks back to his thatched shack and gather a few more units of wood.

  After that, he would rest, cook, and continue following the plan he had previously laid out.