Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

Five o'clock the next morning.

The instrument panel in the driver's cab emitted light patterns displaying various data.

Lu Fan stared at the nautical chart; only five nautical miles remained between him and the waters off Xihuan Mountain.

He rubbed his temples, let out a sigh of relief, and casually opened his spatial ring, taking out a white seed that emitted a faint glow.

Last night, after setting up the automatic cruise control, he set up his fishing rod on the first-floor balcony and fished continuously.

The entire night, plus the time it takes to refresh stamina in the early morning.

The entire set of eighteen poles.

Aside from a bunch of useless household items, the biggest gain was this glowing seed in my hand.

Fruit Blind Box Seeds

[Type: Low-level survival supplies]

[Rarity: Excellent]

[Gained 5 Proficiency Points and 2 Spirit Points]

【当前垂钓次数：79/100、熟练值：195/200、精神值：24/30】

[Description: A genetically modified fruit seed randomly grows!]

"It's alright, the all-nighters weren't a complete waste."

In this post-apocalyptic world where resources are scarce, fruit is more valuable than vegetables; it's definitely a luxury!

Moreover, the fishing rods have also been upgraded considerably.

I can upgrade my fishing rod to level two in just three more days! I'm so excited!

Lu Fan carefully collected the seeds and gazed at the sea ahead.

Before long, a black outline gradually became clear.

That was the Western Huan Mountain, which had by then become a vast archipelago.

Lu Fan decisively pulled down the engine lever.

hum-

The thrusters stopped rotating, and the immense inertia carried the ship for a hundred meters before it came to a stop in a sheltered, rocky area.

If such a massive steel behemoth were to sail directly over there, it would be like having "I have supplies, come and rob me!" written all over its head.

He didn't want to do something so stupid!

Lu Fan changed into an inconspicuous gray-black raincoat and slung a half-flat tactical backpack over his shoulder.

Upon reaching the side of the deck, a whistle rang out.

The sea surface was churning.

Little White poked its head out and sprayed a jet of water from its nostrils.

Lu Fan descended the side gangway to the water's surface, straddled Xiao Bai's broad back, and gripped the dragon horns firmly with both hands.

"receive!"

A thought arose.

The sea base, which was more than 20 meters long, suddenly twisted in front of them.

In an instant, it transformed into a delicate model the size of a palm and slipped into the spatial ring.

The sea suddenly became empty, leaving only the ripples that had not yet dissipated.

"This skill is really awesome!"

"Let's go, Little White, swim towards that shallow beach!"

Lu Fan patted Xiao Bai's smooth skin.

With a flick of its tail fin, Little White cut through the waves, carrying Lu Fan at breakneck speed.

A few minutes later.

A shallow beach with jagged rocks.

Lu Fan jumped into the water and, like an old father, turned around to instruct Xiao Bai.

"Find a good place to hide. Don't be playful or greedy. If anything happens, run. I'll call you if anything happens!"

Little White nuzzled against Lu Fan's leg, let out a soft whimper, then turned and dived into the deep sea, leaving behind only a string of bubbling bubbles.

Lu Fan climbed ashore and hid behind a boulder, examining the 'island' before him.

The topography of Xihuan Mountain was cut into four satellite islands by floods, surrounding the main island in the middle.

Each of the four satellite islands and the main island is separated from the outside world by a high gray concrete wall stretching for several kilometers.

Lu Fan squinted as he examined the high wall. Without tools and skill, it would be impossible to climb over it.

This workload is definitely not something that can be completed in ten days or half a month.

It seems this place has long been prepared as a post-apocalyptic fortress!

Unable to penetrate the inner wall, he could only cast his gaze toward the two sides of the shallow waters of Wei Island.

The west side is full of reefs and all kinds of garbage, while only the east side seems to have some traces of civilization.

Lu Fan headed east.

This is a survivor settlement.

The rows of shacks were almost all pieced together like patches from rusty sheet metal, moldy wooden boards, or even plastic sheeting.

Lu Fan lowered the brim of his hat and blended in.

The streets were filled with emaciated survivors.

Most of them wore tattered, dirty clothes, had blank stares, and wandered around like zombies, seemingly busy with something.

This is probably the slum outside the high walls, and the final destination for most of the powerless survivors.

Lu Fan hadn't walked far along the muddy path when a cacophony of curses suddenly erupted from ahead.

"You old cripple! You don't know what's good for you, do you?"

"You're being completely unreasonable!"

Lu Fan paused in his steps.

That voice... sounds familiar.

He looked up.

On an open ground a few dozen meters away, three burly men wearing thick raincoats and carrying nailed wooden sticks were surrounding a man and a woman.

Those were Zhang Weiguo and Zhang Xiaomin!

It hasn't been long since they last met, and the two of them have become a miserable sight.

Zhang Weiguo somehow broke one leg, and he used a rough wooden stick as a crutch under his arm. He was so thin that he looked emaciated.

Zhang Xiaomin stood in front of him, her once healthy wheat-colored skin now sallow, and her eyes sunken.

"Ma Yubo! This spot was earned by my father with his life!"

Zhang Xiaomin clutched a tattered card tightly, her voice shrill, "Why should I give it to you?!"

Ma Yubo chuckled, his triangular eyes sweeping over Zhang Xiaomin's withered chest.

"Why should I? Because your father is a cripple!"

Ma Yubo spat a mouthful of phlegm at Zhang Weiguo's feet. "Waterborne operations need labor, not burdens! Giving him this spot is a waste; he'd be better off giving it to his father!"

"You're dreaming! Unless I'm dead!" Zhang Xiaomin roared, her eyes red.

"Death? Hahahaha!"

Ma Yubo and his two henchmen exchanged a glance, then burst into laughter. "This little wench's got a tough tongue! Fine, we won't give you a spot, you come with us, and if you serve us well tonight, we'll reward your dad with half a cookie!"

"You're shameless!"

Zhang Xiaomin was so angry that she was trembling all over, and without thinking, she was about to rush up and fight.

"Girl! You haven't eaten for two days, you're no match for them!"

Zhang Weiguo grabbed his daughter and used his crippled leg to stagger in front of her.

He bowed humbly, his voice hoarse: "Brother Ma, please be merciful... the girl is just being naive, please don't hold it against her..."

Fuck you!

Ma Yubo's face darkened, and he shoved her hard.

Zhang Weiguo was already unsteady on his feet, and was pushed so hard that he fell backward and hit the muddy ground, where he couldn't get up for a long time.

"father!!"

Zhang Xiaomin screamed and tried to help her father, but two burly men grabbed her shoulders from both sides.

"Let me go! You beast! Let me go!"

"Hehe, this girl may be a bit skinny, but I like her wild spirit."

Ma Yubo stepped forward, stretched out his rough, smelly hand, and patted Zhang Xiaomin's face in a flippant manner.

"What future is there following this old good-for-nothing? You might as well follow me; at least you'll have food to eat..."

"Pooh!"

Zhang Xiaomin suddenly opened her mouth and bit down hard on Ma Yubo's tiger's mouth.

He used all his strength, and blood instantly oozed from the teeth marks.

"Awooo—!!"

Ma Yubo screamed and abruptly pulled his hand back.

Looking at the deep teeth marks on his hand, his stern face instantly became extremely ferocious.

"You shameless bitch! You don't know what's good for you!"

Snapped!

A resounding slap.

Zhang Xiaomin's mouth was split open from the beating, and her head was buzzing.

Before she could even react, Ma Yubo had already raised the nailed wooden stick in his hand and viciously smashed it down on her skull.

"I'll kill you today!!"

Seeing this, Zhang Weiguo, lying on the ground, screamed desperately, "Help! Someone help me!!"

He reached out to grab Ma Yubo's trouser leg, but was kicked away.

The survivors who were watching all turned their heads away, no one dared to make a sound, and no one dared to step forward.

In a place where human life is as cheap as grass, meddling in other people's business is tantamount to courting death.

The wooden stick whistled down with the sound of wind.

Just as those rusty nails were about to pierce Zhang Xiaomin's skin...

boom!

It exploded with a crisp sound.

The wooden stick exploded into a pile of sawdust in mid-air.

Ma Yubo felt a jolt in his hand, followed by a sharp pain in his abdomen as if he had been hit by a giant rocket.

"puff--"

His eyes bulged out, and he flew backward, rolling seven or eight times on the muddy ground before crashing into an abandoned tin wall. His fate remains unknown.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xiaomin.

Under the hood of his raincoat, the man slowly withdrew his leg.

He turned around, looked at the still-shaken Zhang Xiaomin in front of him, and asked in a low voice.

"Are you and Uncle Zhang alright?"