After falling my private jet on the high seas and surviving the fuselage explosion I have reached a small island in Stranded Deep. All that my eyes glimpse is water and, like an icing on the horizon cake, several nearby islands that aim to be as austere as this one.
Day 1 after the shipwreck
Around me stones, trees and palm trees. All of them a source of sustenance that should protect me from thirst, hunger and an overwhelming heat that within a few minutes of arrival already caused a reddening of the skin. It's time to get to work with the basics before night falls.
The situation is new but recognizable, so I am clear on what to do. Stones and sticks will serve as an excuse to make knives and axes. The ropes will be born from leaves for more sophisticated tools and a cabin to sleep. Coconuts and crabs They will briefly quench thirst and hunger in front of a campfire.
Hopefully, the raft that has brought me here will serve to visit the nearest island in the form of new resources and, if I am lucky, I will find an animal to take to my mouth and allow me to take advantage of their skins to continue building tools. What worries me the most are those sharks that surround the island. At the slightest carelessness, they could knock down the flimsy inflatable mat and devour me. If everything goes as bad as before, I have it very difficult.
Day 2 after the shipwreck
I hate being right.
Day 1 after the shipwreck
Since I know the limitations of the isl and that is closest to me after the shipwreck, I have tried my luck heading directly to the second one. Some central mountainous rocks and their long shadow seem to be the key to enjoy there more trees, fruits and plants
Since I already have the initial constructions on hand, closing that stage quickly allows me to go exploring. There is not much to see on the island, but there are many beaches, which seem to have become a sunken ship graveyard in which there seems to be enough material from its former owners.
Diving in them, sneaking through windows as the fish swim around me and swimming as fast as possible to get back to the surface before I run out of air, I manage to find one. oxygen tank. With it I will have an easier time visiting the lower warehouses of a freighter and picking up everything that can rave there, from new materials to iron tools that I could not create in any other way.
Day 2 after the shipwreck
Night has come, I am in the dark, in the middle of a sunken freighter and I do not see a pepper. The oxygen bottle has just run out and I can't find my way out. In my backpack full boxes of valuable belongings, fabrics and leather that will allow me to tackle an amazing technological advance when I finally set foot on solid ground. For that alone, it will be worth the scare. I can get out of here. I know i can get it.
Day 1 after the shipwreck
After crashing my private jet I head back to the second island. The loading screens begin to touch my nose, but knowing that I have a revolutionary change to a sunken ship away, I console myself with it and go straight to it leaving everything else for later. I'll break up fish and drink coconut to the light of the Moon.
Unfortunately the objects on the sunken ships are constantly changing, so I find nothing but trash in the form of fuel tanks and air filters for a more advanced vehicle which is far away right now.
Searching for something in conditions that take me to the pocket returns to become at night. The sunset on the horizon is beautiful. The beep that alerts me to the lack of food and water on my deafening survival watch. The moon bathes the side where there are no coconuts, so it's time to go to the other side of the island and feel in the dark to find what is necessary.
Suddenly I hear the noise of a pig and start looking for it. Within seconds the growl changes to a hiss. The same has been my thing, because hunger and thirst begin to take their toll on my vitality. I check the watch to see how many bars I have left. Something hurts me. The hiss was a snake. Now besides hunger and thirst I am poisoned and dehydrated. I need a coconut.
Day 1 after the shipwreck
Let's see if we focus. Big island, get water, look for sunken ships, run away from hissing. It can't be that complicated.
I create the first tools, avoid the snakes and ignore that pig that runs here and there like chicken without a head. I pick up a handful of coconuts and use a canvas found on the ground to build a water accumulator. No more dehydrated dying. I have no idea how it works, but that will come later, for now the coconuts will work.
I go to the water in search of sunken treasures in the form of leather or planks. A few seconds after entering the water I receive a sign of damage on the screen. For fear that it is a shark, I start looking everywhere, but the only rare thing I see is a lion fish.
I check the clock. Poisoning.
I do not know the subject because I plan to go step by step and now I am with my treasures. The luck of that second game does not appear again, but at least I get two or three objects that can be very useful to me. After a while diving the food and the water are controlled in my constants, but my life continues to decline. The depressed dead of Lion fish.
In the inventory I have the key to create an antidote, I only need a couple of concrete herbs, but looking for a time trial remedy in the middle of the night is not easy. I get the first one and life is on the edge. On the way to find the second I hear a hiss.
Day 1 after the shipwreck
The first island does not have as many resources, but neither do snakes. She is tiny and poor, but very cute, so I'll go to the second when I have no choice.
I build the basics and focus on getting to night with controlled food and water. In fact, I even mount an upgraded fire and put a snap to be able to cook two pieces of meat at the same time. It is absurd that I can not place more, but for now it will do.
From so much building the news on the crafting list they do not stop growing, so I take the day for good use and go to sleep. Tomorrow will play check the wrecks.
Day 2 after the shipwreck
I get into the water with fear and looking everywhere every time I move a little. I don't want to run the risk of getting something poisonous again. In any case, when I get out of here the first thing I will do is look for the antidote herbs just in case.
The treasure hunt is fruitful and I find myself with several boxes well loaded with materials, so when I return to the island I get a buildup fever and start assembling things. A loom, a bow and arrows, tools enhanced with leather. I have also found four antidote herbs, so I can fearlessly go to other islands for more resources. The thing looks good.
Day 5 after the shipwreck
Stranded Deep controlled. I already know how the water collector works, I have a meat smoker in which to put various fish and pork loins, and the treasure hunt on the sunken ships on the nearest island has worked quite well.
The sum of aluminum planks and plates have helped me create a sumptuous cabin. I have created it as high as possible and have placed a solar powered lantern found on one of my dives at the top. So it will act as a lighthouse at night.
Sailing with the raft is already a ride, and doing it at night a joy, so tomorrow it will be time to go exploring much further, to those islands that are practically not seen on the horizon. In my backpack There are food rations and a handful of boxes that allow me to carry more objects inside.
Unfortunately, all that work has extinguished the resources of my island, so if I want the water collector to continue working, I have to return loaded with palm leaves. The trip is exciting, but I do it more out of necessity than desire venture into the unknown.
Day 6 after the shipwreck
With the first light of the sun I set course for the horizon. I do in a straight line and with the intention of leaving the raft in the same line of sight to be able to see the lighthouse in the distance if it gets dark. I am excited and scared, but if I want to keep going and reach the possibility of building a faster, bigger and more efficient raft, I have no other choice.
The journey is slow and long. Going out during the day has not been the best idea and the sun is stinging hard, but luckily I finally reached my goal and the food and water reserves serve to limit the inclement weather a bit. When touching land the rain calms the situation a little. I hope it's raining on my island, too, and my potato and herb garden against the poison is well watered.
I stick to what I've come to and start collect resources. The idea was to spend the night on the island and explore the sunken ships the next day before returning, but there is little to see in that regard and everything ended sooner than expected.
Since traveling at night has become a habit, I get in my boat and prepare to return home without burning materials for the mere fact of spending the night here. The stars will be my company and the light of the lighthouse my guide.
Just a moment. Where's the lighthouse light? Because it does not look?
Never mind. All I have to do is travel in a straight line towards the island that I can hardly see on the horizon. As simple as undoing the path.
Day 7 after the shipwreck
Even at night I get to my island, but I do on the wrong side and I still don't see the lighthouse. I drag the raft onto the beach and am surprised to see that the trees have sprouted again since I left. Better, so I can continue with my raft project and travel faster.
As I go through the island a cold sweat It starts running down my back. Where are my things, my creations, my castle made of wood and veneer?
Can not be. This is not my island.
With pockets full of resources it seems stupid to try to pick something up. I have nowhere to put it, so I look back at the horizon and head to the nearest island. That must be mine. I have gone in a straight line, but perhaps I have strayed and reached what was not. Mine should be a little deeper.
I take my raft and head towards it with the first rays of the sun to see why one problem will always be followed by another. The next island is not mine either. Shit, shit, shit!
My home! My things!
Fortunately all is not lost. My experience in creation, cooking, endurance and knowledge of how it works Stranded Deep They will allow me to start from scratch without having to restart the game, so despite the pain, that's what I will do.
Day 10 after the shipwreck
After exploring nearby islands and filling my pockets with things, a pleasant surprise greets me on the horizon. I see a tower And, although I have already seen other areas of castaways already turned into skeletons – I have even stolen a Wilson like the one in the film from one of them – it is impossible that no one has created a cabin so similar to mine. I'm back home. At last!
I spend the day taking advantage of everything I have learned and learned to finish building my raft and create new gadgets. I even have a harpoon which shoots thanks to an improvised oxygen cylinder. Unfortunately I still can't create a motor raft and it's time to settle for a sail.
In search of the materials to get gasoline and to shape my final raft, I leave my pockets empty and begin to explore the islands that are on the other side of where I have already burned almost all the resources. I do it already at night, but compass in hand so that the old thing doesn't happen to me again.
Day 11 after the shipwreck
After much gathering and diving nearby, I am about to visit another island before heading home. Unfortunately I'm injured by poisoning. Apparently, trying to put the raft in the water a lionfish has done his thing. I'm not worried, I have antidotes at home.
The new island was not worth it, but the hunger, the thirst, the poison and the attack of a shark first and a brunette later, have left me trembling. Luckily the sail will make the journey fast enough to come home on time, heal and feed me.
There I arrive with my pockets loaded, so I push the raft to the mainland and, with the clock ringing desperately, I leave all the boxes I carry on the ground and head towards the central area. Unfortunately the only predator on my island fixes his eyes on me and attacks killing me.
Treacherously slain by a crab. For a pinch of his tiny pincers, probably in revenge for all his brothers open in channel looking for a piece of meat to bring to my mouth. I have survived snakes, sharks, moray eels and the punctures of the lionfish only to end up lying on the ground because of a miserable crab.
Day 1 after the shipwreck
To take the cabin, the motor of the raft and the search for pigs for sack. From now on I have only one goal in life: create a gricopter and a harpoon to travel from island to island and slaughter all the crabs you see.
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