Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

"Under the seabed north of Xihuan Mountain, there is a great rift valley!"

Zhang Xiaomin looked towards the door and lowered her voice.

"I heard it was formed naturally after being submerged by a flood, and it's bottomless! A strange, dark blue sludge often floats up from the bottom, covering the rock walls; the deeper you go, the purer the sludge becomes!"

"Oil mud?" Lu Fan raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Yes, after being retrieved and processed, that stuff can be used as fuel! The island's generators and desalination plants all rely on it to operate!"

Lu Fan's heart stirred.

This is really good stuff!

His amphibious ship is an oil-guzzling behemoth.

The ship's current fuel supply can only last for fourteen days at most, not even including the cost of the voyage.

If this black mud can truly replace energy, then it is absolutely an indispensable strategic resource!

"No wonder those guys are fighting you for a spot. You should be able to get a lot of supplies by going into the water once!" Lu Fan tapped the table.

Zhang Xiaomin sighed and pointed to Zhang Weiguo's leg. "The currents in that rift are very strong. If you're not careful, you'll be slammed against the sharp rock walls. And there are dangerous mutated fish down there! My dad injured his leg the day before yesterday when he went into the water for the first time!"

Zhang Weiguo shrank back, forcing a wry smile: "It's alright, the doctor in the cave stitched it up, it'll heal with some rest... It's just that the girl suffered!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Fan was somewhat puzzled: "Going through such danger? Isn't there any other way to survive?"

"Other jobs are too competitive, we can't possibly get one!" Zhang Xiaomin bit her lip, but her eyes were bright. "Besides, I'm a fisherman's daughter, I'm a good swimmer. As long as I'm careful, I can get ten points if I'm lucky, enough for a few decent meals!"

Lu Fan didn't press the matter further.

In this world, advising people to cherish their lives is the most hypocritical form of kindness.

If you can survive, who would want to do something risky?

"By the way," Lu Fan changed the subject, "what about your yacht? Was it confiscated?"

The father and daughter's faces fell when the yacht was mentioned.

"We hid that yacht on the reefs along the outer beach!"

Zhang Weiguo slapped his forehead: "A few days ago, three men and one woman from the island discovered us, saying they were going on a special mission and requisitioned our boat. The woman in charge promised us a large sum of supplies as a reward when we returned!"

"I figured since I couldn't hold onto it anyway, I might as well lend it out! But there's still no word on it..."

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

Three men and one woman?

It must be Cheng Xue and the others.

Judging by the time, they should have been back long ago.

Could something have gone wrong?

"Lu Fan, what are you planning to do next?" Zhang Xiaomin suddenly asked.

Lu Fan thought for a moment and replied, "Go to the inner island."

"The inner island? What for?"

Lu Fan smiled without saying a word.

Zhang Xiaomin realized she might have said too much, so she quickly explained.

"Even the outer islands require 500 points to exchange for resident status before you can enter. The inner islands are probably only accessible to the defense force and a few major families! Trying to force your way in would be suicide!"

Lu Fan nodded and touched the emerald scales on his neck.

He has less than three months to live.

He will die if he doesn't find the dragon skeleton on the inner island to cure the poison.

The island is heavily guarded; he definitely couldn't break in without heavy firepower.

The only way right now is probably to earn points so that we'll have a chance to enter the inner island.

Lu Fan stood up, took out the two cans of luncheon meat he had promised from his bag, and pushed them in front of Zhang Xiaomin.

"The intelligence is valuable!"

The father and daughter stared at the two tin cans, their breaths catching in their throats.

Including the previous ones, there are four cans of meat in total!

This is wealth enough to drive anyone mad!

"By the way, how do I earn points here?"

Zhang Xiaomin thought for a moment: "We need to find the person in charge of the slum first, Du Wei. The island regularly sends him work, and he'll then distribute it!"

Lu Fan slung his bag over his shoulder, straightened his raincoat, and said, "Let's go then! Take me to see the person in charge."

soon.

Led by Zhang Xiaomin, the two walked towards the center of the slum.

Lu Fan observed carefully and found that the slum wasn't so bad after all.

There were even clinics and repair shops on both sides, so it seems that in addition to competing for official jobs, people also use their own skills to make a living.

Before long, the two arrived at the center of the slum.

The building in front of me was completely different from the surroundings.

Several stilted houses built of wood are suspended in mid-air, reinforced at the bottom with thick wooden piles, so they will not be flooded even when the tide is high.

Zhang Xiaomin led Lu Fan to the largest wooden house. Before they even entered, they could hear a commotion inside.

"I was here first! This job is mine!"

"Bullshit! Might makes right!"

"Please, gentlemen, let me have it! My child has been hungry for so long, and I desperately need points to exchange for medicine!"

Lu Fan pushed open the door and entered.

The room was small, with a dozen or so men crammed around the counter, their faces red and necks thick with anger.

Behind the counter sat a middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket.

He was holding two shiny walnuts in his hand, his eyes were sinister, and he looked extremely cunning.

"What's all the noise about?"

Du Wei slightly raised his eyes. "The job cleaning the inner island is worth 3 points! It's a lucrative position, not something you can just take on based on who asks first!"

Everyone instantly understood the subtext.

"I'll offer a cookie!"

"I have five candies!!"

"I have half a loaf of bread here!"

"..."

The group then pulled out their savings.

Du Wei glanced around, his gaze lingering on the bread. "Same as always, one point as a referral fee. No objections?"

The man holding the bread looked pained, but still gritted his teeth and nodded: "No intention..."

"Wait!"

A cool, clear voice came from the doorway.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lu Fan reached into his bag, pulled out something the size of a fist, and held it up in the air.

!!!

That was a shiny potato!

Golden-yellow skin, plump and firm.

The moment this item appeared, the entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes were glued to that potato.

Fresh vegetables?!

In this post-apocalyptic world filled with canned and expired food, a fresh potato is a food that many people can only dream of!

Its value far exceeds 3 points!

"Is this guy crazy? Trying to steal a job with this thing! Unbelievable..."

Someone was about to curse when they looked up and saw Lu Fan's face, and swallowed the profanity that was on the tip of their tongue.

There is no other reason than this.

After all, they recognized the ruthless person who had just crippled Ma Yubo with a single kick.

The crowd parted with a whoosh, making way for Lu Fan.

Zhang Xiaomin followed behind, anxiously tugging at Lu Fan's sleeve: "Lu Fan, are you crazy? This is such a huge loss!"

Lu Fan smiled but didn't respond, instead reaching out and tapping on the potato.

"One potato! Folks, we probably can't afford that, can we!?"

No one dared to utter a sound.

Du Wei slowly raised his head.

He stopped playing with the walnuts, picked up the potato, sniffed it, and spoke in a low voice.

"New here? But I have a rule: even if it's just potatoes, I still get 1 point!"

"random!"

Lu Fan braced himself on the counter, leaned forward, and stared into Du Wei's eyes. "But I don't want this junk work of sweeping! I want a job that earns me lots of points!"

Du Wei paused.

He put the potatoes back on the table: "This is the only job I have! Nothing else!"

Lu Fan stared at him for two seconds.

He grabbed the potatoes, turned and left without pausing.

"Alright!"

"Since there isn't one, then forget it."

As Lu Fan walked out, he turned back and shouted to Zhang Xiaomin:

"Then let's save them and eat them ourselves! Let me tell you, if you bury these potatoes in charcoal and roast them for fifteen minutes, the skin will be crispy and the inside soft, sweet, and fluffy, and one bite will be piping hot..."

"Gurgle..."

I don't know who swallowed first.

In this hungry house, Lu Fan's description was nothing short of mental torture.

Even Du Wei's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Watching Lu Fan's retreating figure as he was about to step out the door, he finally couldn't sit still any longer.

"etc!"