[Apocalypse Calendar, Day Three]
[Killing mutated creatures can yield loot boxes, which is something unimaginable on Earth, but in this world, it's real. Not to mention the so-called system and the impending disaster, it all feels like a game.]
This morning, I happened to kill a creature with a lizard-like head that could walk upright. It seemed to be stuck between two closely grown trees. I didn't hesitate and used my stone spear.
It surprisingly dropped a Copper Treasure Chest. Upon opening it, I found a blueprint for a Copper Blade, this large notebook, and a pen.
Damn it, I can't even get water to drink, what good is this stuff? To write a diary?
Who the hell keeps a diary seriously.
However, I was so thirsty at night that I couldn't sleep, so I wrote something down. I still have two apples, but they seem to lack much moisture and are a bit shriveled.
Would anyone want this?
By the way, if I die of thirst, whoever picks up this notebook will know I died of thirst, right?
