This doesn't mean it was smooth sailing from then on. A proper fishing rod, a bow and arrow to kill birds foolish enough to land on my raft, and an upgraded desalinator meant food and hydration were rarely a concern. Even better, I was able to line the edges of my raft with nets that automatically collected any trash I floated over, so I bid a not-so-fond farewell to the long hours spent fishing trash out of the sea with my hook. Raft suddenly felt like a completely different game, a much better one in which I was an intrepid explorer instead of just a mostly helpless passenger. Finally, after helplessly floating wherever the wind took me, I could actually pilot my big messy base in any direction I wanted. The real turning point was when I was able to bolt a wood-burning engine and a steering wheel onto my raft. (Image credit: Redbeet Interactive) Full steam ahead
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