Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

With hope in sight, the two used their last bit of strength to row their oars.

Finally, before the downpour began, I found shelter in the gap in the middle of the building.

After resting for a while, the two climbed up the stairs.

I just arrived at the fortieth floor.

"Stop right there! What are you doing?!"

Two guards wielding steel pipes warily stopped them.

Chen Ze quickly raised his hands, forcing a smile, "Big brother! Don't misunderstand! We're fleeing here!"

The guard looked the two up and down and saw that they were soaking wet, pale and thin, and the woman was so weak that she was about to faint, so he relaxed his vigilance.

"Men to the left, women to the right, body search!"

After a brief search, it was confirmed that no weapons were being carried.

After registering their information, the two were let in.

As soon as you enter the gate, a warm current rushes towards you.

Chen Ze and Chu Xin were stunned for a moment.

This place is a completely different world from the hell outside!

A bonfire was lit in the hall, and people sat around it in twos and threes. Some people were even grilling meat!

The long-lost aroma of seafood made their mouths water instantly.

"Hey, new here?"

A passing survivor, seeing the two in such a miserable state, casually handed them two skewers of charred octopus.

"What luck! We just arrived and got a special meal! This is the prey that our building's hero hunted today, eat it while it's hot!"

Chen Ze and Chu Xin didn't care about being polite anymore; they grabbed the octopus skewers and wolfed them down.

That chewy texture, that delicious meat juice...

Chu Xin ate until tears streamed down her face: "It's so delicious... Waaah... Thank you so much, big brother! Thank you so much!"

While chewing on some meat, Chen Ze asked indistinctly, "Brother, where is this great hero you mentioned? We want to thank him in person!"

"Hey, where would you even see that!"

The man pointed to the ceiling, a look of envy on his face: "He's now a VIP guest of Young Master Song, enjoying himself on the top floor! I think his name is... Lu Fan?"

The voice just fell

Chen Ze's eyes widened, and he stood there stunned.

Chu Xin's chewing mouth suddenly froze, as if struck by lightning.

"Who did you say...?!"

The man looked puzzled and repeated, "Lu Fan! What's wrong? You two know each other?! Come on, if you two knew each other, would you have ended up like this?"

After saying that, the man shook his head and turned to leave.

The two were left standing there, completely shocked.

Is it a case of the same name?

If it's not a case of the same name, then it must be...

A surge of anger flashed in Chen Ze's eyes.

This bastard actually abandoned them and ran off to enjoy himself here?!

……

At that time

Inside the luxury suite on the 48th floor.

Lu Fan lay on the large bed wearing a loose bathrobe, holding a half-cup of hot milk in his hand.

Beside him, four beautiful female masseuses were massaging his entire body with just the right amount of pressure.

"call……"

He breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for that god-tier fishing rod, staying here as a lazy, good-for-nothing guest would indeed be a great choice.

dong dong dong.

The knocking sounded rhythmically.

Lu Fan took a sip of milk and said lazily, "Come in!"

The door lock clicked softly.

A rich, high-end perfume scent wafted in through the crack in the door and instantly reached Lu Fan's nose.

The technicians were very perceptive; upon seeing the newcomers, they immediately lowered their heads, gathered their belongings, and left.

Lu Fan opened his eyes.

Shen Qingyue stood at the door.

She was wearing an extremely short purple bodycon skirt with semi-transparent black stockings over her legs.

She was wearing those red-soled high heels that were useless in the apocalypse but extremely lethal.

Her exquisite makeup concealed her recent haggardness, and her pair of watery, almond-shaped eyes were captivating.

"Mr. Lu, you have such refined tastes!"

Shen Qingyue closed the door and swayed her hips as she walked to the bedside.

Without any hesitation, she plopped down next to Lu Fan and placed her red-nailed fingers on his chest muscles, slowly drawing circles.

"I was blind before and offended Mr. Lu. I hope you will forgive my rudeness!"

Lu Fan looked down at the restless hand and grinned.

"What's wrong, Miss Shen? Are you in heat? Do you need me to help you clear it up?"

Shen Qingyue's fingers suddenly stiffened.

In his mind, he cursed Lu Fan's ancestors for eighteen generations.

That scoundrel, can't you stop talking so rudely?!

If it weren't for the need to get to Xihuan Mountain earlier, who would want to serve a country bumpkin like you!

"Ahem!"

Shen Qingyue suppressed her anger and said in a high-pitched, sickeningly sweet voice, "Mr. Lu is too kind. I'll be frank."

"I also have a deal with Song Han. He allowed me to go to Xihuan Mountain, and in return, I used my influence to help him cultivate relationships with powerful figures there!"

Lu Fan raised an eyebrow and placed the milk glass on the bedside table: "What's that got to do with me?"

Shen Qingyue's body went limp, and she almost pressed herself against Lu Fan.

A long leg wrapped in black stockings casually draped over Lu Fan's thigh, rubbing gently against it.

"Song Han is unreliable!"

She bit her red lips, her voice full of resentment: "We were originally supposed to leave in two days, but it's been delayed again and again. First they said the ferry was broken down on the way, then they said there were octopus sharks blocking the way and they couldn't come!"

"I think... since Mr. Lu is so capable, he must be going to Xihuan Mountain too, right?"

Shen Qingyue raised her head, gazing at Lu Fan with tender affection: "If I help you get that alloy crankshaft, could you... take me with you?"

Lu Fan looked at the pretty face so close to his face and suddenly smiled.

"Trading a part for a ship ticket? Am I losing out?"

Shen Qingyue's heart skipped a beat.

She understood.

Although she was extremely unwilling, feeling that this was an insult to a top star like her.

But in order to escape this hellish place that could sink at any moment, she had no choice but to endure it...

"That……"

Shen Qingyue let out a muffled groan, as if she had made up her mind.

She slowly lowered her head, her red lips slightly parted, and moved closer to Lu Fan's lower body: "Then let me help Mr. Lu... feel good first, as a deposit?"

Warm breath sprayed onto the skin.

Just as her face was about to touch the ground below.

Whoosh!

Lu Fan jumped off the bed in a flash.

Shen Qingyue missed her target and landed face-first on the bed sheet, completely bewildered.

Before she could react, Lu Fan had already put on his hiking pants and was fastening his belt, looking at her with a look of disgust.

"You think you can get away with this without giving me anything? That's too easy on you!"

"you--!!"

Shen Qingyue was so angry she almost couldn't breathe.

humiliation!

This is a blatant insult!

I've gone all out, and you're complaining that I'm trying to take advantage of you?!

Lu Fan completely ignored her murderous glare, grabbed her arm, and pulled her off the bed.

"Stop talking nonsense! Answer two questions for me. If you can answer them, I'll consider taking you with me."