After staring at the thread for a moment, a faint red glow emerged.
[Snow Silkworm Silk: Threads spun by the Spirit Worm Snow Silkworm, extremely tough.]
[Resistant to water and fire, impervious to blades and swords, appears to be a remarkable treasure.]
[The primary material for crafting Snow Silkworm Silk Clothing.]
...
When Lu Qing utilized his superpower to probe the information about the silk thread gifted by Old Doctor Chen, he couldn't help but show a surprised expression.
This mysterious thread turned out to be an item at the Red Light Level.
*Ever since awakening his superpower, Lu Qing had discovered that the glow revealed by items under his ability often represented their value.*
He had identified three types of glow so far: gray, white, and red.
The red glow was something he'd only seen on Old Doctor Chen before.
And the information revealed through his superpower indicated that the elder doctor was a deeply hidden cultivator.
Now, he'd stumbled upon another Red Light item.
And this item was, once again, a gift from the elder doctor.
"I didn't expect this to be a Red Light treasure."
*Lu Qing had suspected that this thread wasn't just an ordinary object, but he never imagined it would be this precious.*
*If even his superpower evaluated it as a treasure, it must be truly extraordinary.*
Looking at the descriptions on the information slip, he read:
Resistant to water and fire, impervious to blades and swords!
*What kind of thread could possess such attributes? If this isn't a treasure, then what is?*
"I wonder if Old Doctor Chen is aware of how extraordinary this thread is."
*Lu Qing felt a surge of mixed emotions.*
*In just a few short days, he and Little Yan had received countless kindnesses from the elder doctor.*
*Now, even such a precious thread was given to him.*
*This left him feeling both touched and ashamed.*
*After all, he was well aware that his motives for approaching Old Doctor Chen weren't entirely pure.*
"It seems like I'll have to catch some great fish to gift Grandpa Chen."
*Lu Qing genuinely wanted to repay Old Doctor Chen for his kindness.*
*But his family was currently so impoverished that they couldn't even bring out something decent to offer.*
*Besides, with the elder doctor's discerning eye, material wealth might not even interest him.*
*After all, he was someone who casually gifted treasures like Snow Silkworm Silk.*
Lu Qing's only option was to tailor a gift to suit his tastes.
Earlier, from the elder doctor's words, it seemed like he was quite fond of fish.
Coincidentally, fishing happened to be Lu Qing's forte.
"Looks like you're destined to become my fishing line."
Lu Qing picked up the small bundle of Snow Silkworm Silk and instantly felt a soft, cool sensation in his hands.
The thickness of the thread was similar to the fishing lines he'd used in his previous life for river fishing. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of magical creature that Snow Silkworm was—to spin silk as thick as this.
The bundle didn't look like much, but on closer inspection, Lu Qing realized that if fully unraveled, it might stretch to at least a hundred meters in length.
Using all the silk to make fishing line was clearly unnecessary.
Lu Qing fetched a kitchen knife from the kitchen, planning to cut off a section of the silk thread to use for his fishing line.
However, when he placed the silk on a wooden block and struck it with the knife, the thread sank deep into the wood but remained completely undamaged.
At that moment, Lu Qing remembered the description of the Snow Silkworm Silk from his superpower.
Resistant to water and fire, impervious to blades and swords.
*Initially, he thought this might be figurative speech meant to emphasize the thread's toughness.*
*But now... it seemed to be literal.*
At least, based on his current findings, the family's not-so-sharp kitchen knife couldn't cut through the Snow Silkworm Silk easily.
*This discovery made Lu Qing take a step back.*
To further verify whether the Snow Silkworm Silk was truly resistant to water and fire, he grabbed a fire lighter from the kitchen, lit it, and held a small section of the thread over the flame to test its durability.
As it turned out, the Snow Silkworm Silk didn't immediately break apart—it lasted for a full five minutes before burning through.
"It seems 'resistant to water and fire' really just means it's resistant, not invulnerable."
*Lu Qing stared at the small burnt-off piece of silk that had fallen to the ground, lost in thought.*
*Of course, being able to endure fire for five minutes was impressive enough.*
*After all, this was silk, not steel.*
*Still, the fact that Snow Silkworm Silk could be burned through was good news for Lu Qing.*
*If even fire couldn't handle it, he would have no way to cut the silk and would be forced to craft a casting rod with its full length.*
*But the process of making a casting rod was far more complicated than a hand rod.*
*Moreover, when crafting casting rods in the past, he had directly bought most of the necessary parts—in contrast to now, where everything would have to be made from scratch.*
*Given the current circumstances, creating a functional casting rod was completely unrealistic.*
*Thankfully, now that Snow Silkworm Silk could be burned through, a lot of trouble was avoided.*
Lu Qing invested all his energy into crafting the fishing rod.
The first step was choosing the bamboo pole.
Lu Qing took the kitchen knife and spent an entire day in the bamboo grove behind the village, carefully selecting several small old bamboo stalks to cut and bring home.
After picking the bamboo, it was time for trimming, roasting, and conducting anti-pest treatment.
These steps also required a significant amount of time.
*However, Lu Qing couldn't afford to wait that long, so he chose one old bamboo stalk, lightly roasted it, and immediately began using it for crafting the fishing rod.*
The remaining bamboo stalks were left aside for meticulous roasting later.
*Once the bamboo pole was selected, the rest of the process became straightforward.*
It didn't take much effort before Lu Qing completed his new fishing rod.
"Ta-da! Little Yan, look! How's your brother's new fishing rod? Isn't it beautiful?"
In the morning, Lu Qing carried the newly crafted fishing rod on his shoulder and asked Little Yan.
"It's beautiful!"
The sweet and adorable Little Yan immediately transformed into the ultimate cheerleader, nodding her head energetically.
"I think so too!"