Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

Fifty meters underwater.

Everything was eerily silent.

All I could hear were the hissing sound from the breathing valve and the gurgling of the bubbles.

The headlamp swept across the surroundings, and countless tiny bubbles floated in front of the beam of light, with occasional bits of trash obscuring the view.

Lu Fan hovered in mid-air, the asphalt road beneath his feet now a deep ditch covered with silt and seaweed.

Those luxury cars that once symbolized wealth are now piled up haphazardly on both sides of the street, their windows broken, and a few strands of water plants swaying eerily in the driver's seat with the undercurrent.

Gurgle.

A dark shadow drifted past from the side.

Lu Fan instinctively shone the beam of light towards it.

It was a white, mushy body, dressed in a security guard uniform, bobbing and swaying in the water.

However, when the body was turned over, Lu Fan's pupils contracted slightly.

Only the upper body of this person remains.

His lower body looked as if it had been forcibly torn off by the teeth of some kind of creature.

The broken end was jagged, with several grayish-white intestines trailing behind, being frantically pecked at by a group of finger-sized silverfish.

"Ugh, that's terrifying..."

Lu Fan couldn't help but feel nervous.

For something to bite a person like that, there must be a dangerous, large creature nearby.

It's not advisable to stay here any longer!

He gripped the crowbar tightly and cautiously surveyed his surroundings.

The dark underwater world is nothing but ruins and darkness.

The sign that read "Hongfa Hardware and Electrical Machinery City" was faintly visible in the mud and sand in the distance.

Lu Fan adjusted his breathing, moved his legs slightly, and swam quickly towards the market.

But just as they approached the gate...

A chill suddenly shot up my spine to the back of my head.

Startled, Lu Fan whirled around, holding the crowbar across his chest, and the beam of light swept wildly across the water behind him.

It was completely empty.

Only a few frightened small fish wagged their tails and scurried under the car.

"You scared me! You'll catch me and roast me later!"

Lu Fan frowned, glanced at the oxygen gauge on his wrist, and knew he couldn't delay any longer.

He turned and swam to the entrance of the hardware market.

The roller shutter doors at the entrance were tightly closed, and the keyholes at the bottom were rusted.

Lu Fan bent down, inserted the flat end of the crowbar under the rubber strip at the bottom of the door crack, braced his feet against the ground, and exerted force with his arms.

"rise!"

If this were on land, the door would have been opened long ago with that crowbar.

But in the water, especially at a depth of fifty meters on the seabed.

The powerful water pressure relieved him of most of his strength.

The roller shutter door made only a muffled thud and remained completely still.

"Damn it! If only I still had my wood-chopping axe!" Lu Fan thought to himself.

He rested for a moment, gritted his teeth, readjusted his posture, and used the principle of leverage to grind away bit by bit.

Every inch of lifting was accompanied by a piercing metallic twisting sound.

It took more than ten minutes.

With a crisp "bang," the sliding track deformed, and a gap was finally pried open in the roller shutter door, just big enough for one person to squeeze through.

Lu Fan glanced at the time.

Nearly twenty minutes have passed since we began our descent.

The oxygen cylinder can only last for forty minutes.

"That means we only have twenty minutes to find something, and we also need to allow time for surfacing!"

Lu Fan took a deep breath of oxygen and slipped into the gap like an eel.

The store was a complete mess.

Most of the shelves collapsed, and various screws and washers were scattered in the mud.

Lu Fan dared not be careless. Using the light of his headlamp, he headed straight for the counters that had not yet collapsed.

He rummaged through the oil-stained water, his fingers tracing the cold metal parts.

But we were lucky!

He found the material [Premium Grade High-Pressure Fuel Injector] in a sealed plastic box.

Then, on the repair table in the corner, a set of unopened [Premium Grade Sealing Piston Rings] was found.

Although these materials were soaked and became somewhat rusty, the workbench staff deemed them usable.

"Just one more thing to go: the alloy crankshaft!"

Lu Fan was anxious and quickly moved between the shelves.

However, after searching the entire store's inventory area, there was no trace of the crankshaft except for a pile of rusty scrap metal.

Beep—Beep—

The oxygen alarm next to my ear beeped twice.

Lu Fan glanced at the data panel.

Remaining oxygen: 6 minutes.

"Damn it, so fast?"

Lu Fan made a decisive decision and abandoned the search.

Let's take these two parts back first. If necessary, we can come down again after the oxygen cylinders are restored.

If you're greedy and take risks, you'll lose your life here!

He grabbed the parts and stuffed them into his waist bag, then turned and swam toward the opening in the roller shutter door.

He had just poked half his body out of the roller shutter door.

Lu Fan's movements suddenly froze.

Directly in front, about ten meters away.

In the murky seawater, a huge black shadow was slowly swimming towards him.

Lu Fan squinted; it looked like a great white shark.

He immediately held his breath, turned off his headlamp, and tried to use the darkness as cover to sneak away.

But for some reason, the dark figure turned its head sharply, its eyes glowing red as it locked onto Lu Fan.

This startled Lu Fan, who immediately turned on his headlamp, trying to see what the other person was doing.

The instant the beam of light hit the other person.

Lu Fan gasped, almost spitting out the respirator in his mouth.

"What the hell is this thing?!"