Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

East Island residential area

The long-awaited sunlight shone on the floor tiles.

Along the streets, many islanders dressed in clean cotton clothes were strolling leisurely, enjoying the warmth and tranquility rarely seen in the post-apocalyptic world.

Suddenly, a dull thud of wheels shattered the peace.

Lu Fan walked at the front, followed by a dozen or so displaced men and women whose clothes were faded from washing.

They pushed the wooden cart covered with a black cloth, making a creaking sound.

The surrounding islanders immediately looked distressed.

"Oh my god, where is that stench coming from!"

An older woman carrying a basket covered her nose and took two steps back in disgust. "How did these vagrants get in? What are the guards doing?"

"Look at that beat-up car, isn't it just someone coming here to beg for food?"

On a bench by the roadside, two men sat with their legs crossed, their eyes brazenly glancing at the girls in the line.

"Oh, you even went out of your way to wash yourself clean? Are you here to sell your body?"

"Hey! That girl with the ponytail over there has a nice figure, long legs. Should I ask her how many points she charges per night?"

Foul language poured out from all around.

Zhang Xiaomin gripped the handrail of the cart tightly, her eyes filled with murderous intent.

She stopped abruptly, gritting her teeth and growling, "Lu Fan! I want to smash these bastards' mouths!"

"calm!"

Lu Fan didn't turn his head, and lowered his voice.

"What did I say before you came in? Smile!"

"Respect is earned through strength, not through force. If anyone ruins this deal today, don't blame me for turning against them."

Zhang Xiaomin's chest heaved violently a few times, but she ultimately managed to suppress her temper.

He forced a stiff smile and pushed the cart forward.

……

Central Park.

There is a precious artificial lawn here, which is the favorite recreational spot for the residents of Dongdao Island.

The group found a suitable spot, quickly parked the wooden cart, and lifted the black cloth to reveal the miscellaneous goods underneath.

Lu Fan dusted off his hands and glanced at everyone.

"Remember, the customer is king. Even if that king is an idiot, we still have to smile and empty his pockets! Making money isn't something to be ashamed of!"

He pointed to the empty space next to him, "Set up the stall, and I'll go get our 'lucky cat' right now!"

After saying that, Lu Fan turned and left.

at the same time.

North Island, a magnificent and beautiful courtyard.

This is the only luxury apartment building on the island, specifically for researchers or distinguished individuals at the Song Institute.

In the bathroom of the top-floor apartment

Shen Qingyue stood in front of the full-length mirror, wearing only a light purple silk slip dress, the fabric so thin that her skin was almost visible through it.

Frustrated, she ripped off the whitening face mask and pressed her fingertips hard on the fine lines around her eyes.

"Damn Song Han!"

She crumpled the face mask into a ball and threw it into the trash can. "You give me tons of work every day, treating me like a donkey! If I keep staying up this late, my face is going to ruin itself!"

She sighed, turned around, and pushed open the bathroom door.

I took one step and froze.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

A dark figure gripped the windowsill with one hand, pushed open the window, and nimbly climbed in.

"ah--!"

Shen Qingyue instinctively covered her chest, a scream just rising in her throat.

A gust of wind rushed towards me.

The dark figure moved with astonishing speed, closing in on the target in an instant.

A large hand covered her mouth tightly, pinning her against the cold wall.

"Ugh! Ugh!!"

Shen Qingyue stared wide-eyed in horror, desperately trying to break free from the other person's arms with both hands, her long legs kicking wildly.

In her panic, she finally saw the face clearly.

Lu Fan?!

It's that bastard again!

New and old grudges surged into her heart, and Shen Qingyue struggled even more violently. The shoulder straps of her nightgown slipped down due to the friction, revealing a large expanse of snow-white and supple skin.

"Don't move!"

Lu Fan's voice was deep, his breath hot on her face, "Say that again, and I'll throw you off the building!"

Shen Qingyue froze, too frightened to move for a moment.

Seeing that she had behaved herself, Lu Fan slowly released his grip.

Shen Qingyue took a deep breath, just about to open her mouth to shout for help.

Snapped!

Lu Fan swiftly stuffed a round object into her mouth.

"Huh?!"

Shen Qingyue bit down instinctively.

puff.

The abundant juices burst in my mouth.

The rich, sweet aroma instantly spreads across the tongue, invigorating the senses!

too delicious!

Before Shen Qingyue's brain could even process it, her throat instinctively made a swallowing motion.

Gudong.

She swallowed it whole, and her whole body was immersed in a blissful, ecstatic taste sensation.

It took her a full five seconds to come to her senses. She suddenly covered her mouth and stared at Lu Fan in horror.

"What...what poison did you give me?!"

Lu Fan didn't say anything.

As if by magic, he held a bright red strawberry between two fingers and waved it in front of her.

"strawberry?!"

Shen Qingyue gasped in shock, her pupils dilating in disbelief.

In this apocalyptic world where even rotten apples are hard to find, does such delicate fresh fruit really exist?

"Want some?"

Lu Fan smiled, holding the strawberry less than two centimeters from her red lips.

The sweet aroma filled my nostrils.

Shen Qingyue's throat went dry, her body leaned forward uncontrollably, and her voice softened: "I want to..."

She opened her mouth, like a kitten waiting to be fed.

Just as she was about to bite down.

Lu Fan flicked his wrist and popped the strawberry into his mouth.

Click.

He chewed with relish, the juice staining his lips red.

"You can eat it, but you have to do me a favor first!"

Shen Qingyue stood there, stunned, staring at the red juice at the corner of Lu Fan's mouth, a feeling of shame at being mocked rushed to her head.

Here we go again?!

"Lu Fan!!"

She shoved Lu Fan away, her chest heaving with anger, and screamed, pointing at the door, "You scoundrel! Liar! Get out of here! I'd rather starve to death than believe your lies again!"

"Oh, what a pity."

Lu Fan sighed and took out a small, dark blue glass bottle from his pocket.

"I came here specifically to apologize. Since Miss Shen won't accept it, then this bottle..."

He took the bottle and walked to the window, making a gesture as if to throw it.

"This 'Deep Sea Collagen Active Water' that claims to instantly smooth wrinkles, lock in collagen, and even hydrate and nourish the skin is probably best thrown away!"

"etc!!"

Upon hearing the words "smooth out wrinkles," Shen Qingyue's ears perked up instantly.

She practically teleported to the window and grabbed Lu Fan's wrist.

This time she was more cautious, staring at the bottle of skincare product without any labels, and sneered.

"Don't try to fool me! You dare to use this kind of substandard product to fool people? Do you really think I'm just a big-breasted, brainless woman who's easy to fool?!"

Don't believe me?

Lu Fan didn't waste any words.

He stretched out his left hand and scratched the back of his hand hard with his fingernail.

sizzle.

A two-centimeter-long bloodstain appeared instantly.

Shen Qingyue was startled, her eyelashes trembling.

Lu Fan expressionlessly unscrewed the bottle cap and poured out a drop of clear liquid onto the wound.

What happened next completely overturned Shen Qingyue's understanding.

The moment the drop of liquid touched the skin, the bloodstains on the wound began to heal instantly.

In just five seconds.

The wound disappeared without a trace.

Shen Qingyue jumped up and down excitedly, snatched the bottle away, and hugged it tightly to her chest.

"This is mine!"

"Of course, this is an apology to the beautiful lady!"

Lu Fan's expression was sincere, revealing no sign of a lie.

Actually, it contains just ordinary distilled water.

But Shen Qingyue is such a fool. If you just fool her a little, even if it's fake, she'll believe it's true!

Shen Qingyue looked at him warily. After confirming that she had the bottle, her tone softened slightly, but she still had that arrogant air about her.

"At least you have a conscience. So, tell me, what are you trying to trick me out of this time?"

"It's very simple."

Lu Fan held up one finger. "I've set up a small stall in Dongdao Square and would like to invite the famous star Shen to come and support me!"

"Should I go to the platform?"

Shen Qingyue raised an eyebrow, about to refuse.

Lu Fan pulled out an exquisite velvet box and opened it with a click.

Three large, plump, top-quality strawberries lay quietly inside, like three rubies.

"Appearance fee!"

Lu Fan's tone was enticing, "Just one morning, and these three strawberries, plus that bottle of skincare water, are all yours!"

Shen Qingyue stared at the three strawberries and swallowed.

Three... that's enough for her to savor for several days.

Anyway, I only have a morning to spare, and I don't have anything else to do, so it won't hurt to go!

"make a deal!"

Shen Qingyue snatched the box, raised her chin, and said, "Wait for me downstairs. I need to change my battle attire!"

Lu Fan stroked his chin, thinking to himself that the woman was quite professional!

……

Twenty minutes later.

At Dongdao Square.

The stalls where migrant workers gathered remained deserted.

Several young men were enthusiastically shouting, "Come and see! Food and drinks available, beautiful women providing service!"

Unfortunately, most of the residents of the inner island who passed by only glanced at it sideways before covering their noses and walking away quickly.

"What good stuff can these penniless bastards sell? Fried fish bones? Is that even fit for human consumption?"

"What bad luck! I can't come to this place again. The air has become smelly."

Zhang Xiaomin's lips trembled with anger, and she cursed inwardly: These hypocritical bastards are clearly drooling with envy, yet they keep belittling others.

Suddenly, a group of men dressed as men walked over.

The leader stared at them fiercely and punched one of the young men to the ground.

"What are you doing?!" Zhang Xiaomin put down the grilled fish bones in her hand and rushed up to block their way.

"What are you doing?!" the man sneered. "We received a complaint from residents! They said you homeless people are setting up stalls here without permission and disturbing the peace! So we've come to chase you cockroaches away!"

The man stared at Zhang Xiaomin's angry eyes, grinned sinisterly, and waved his hand, "Men! Overturn their stall! Arrest the woman, beat the man up, and throw him back into the slums!"