Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

A few hours later.

Late at night

Beidao, basement level of the Song family's experimental building.

In the corridor, the pale lights flickered and hissed.

A slender figure moved stealthily along the wall, her bare feet clad in black stockings, moving discreetly on the cold marble floor.

Shen Qingyue took a few deep breaths, her heart pounding against her chest with a "thump-thump" sound.

She was clutching a magnetic card in her hand.

She had just taken it from that lustful deputy director of the laboratory.

For this card, she endured the disgust and let that fat pig touch her thigh for almost half an hour. She even had to giggle and force-feed him spiked wine when he came close with his foul breath.

"Damn it... damn it..."

Shen Qingyue bit her lip, her mouth filled with the taste of blood.

This is a forbidden area for the Song family.

The mutant guards here are no mere decorations; if they discover her, that bastard Song Han will definitely imprison her here.

Although she didn't want to take any risks, she wanted to gamble on her future!

Shen Qingyue touched her somewhat rough cheeks, and the image of Lu Fan's hateful yet alluring face floated into her mind.

That bastard promised today that as long as I could get him the beta-type drug...

They would give her lots of skincare products and help her leave the Song family so she wouldn't have to work like a donkey every day.

I won't even have to spend time with those disgusting old men anymore!

This condition is worth the risk for her!

The airtight door is just ahead.

The two guards, with their backs to her, were whispering about which woman on the inner island was more voluptuous.

Shen Qingyue hid in the shadows around the corner, her palms covered in cold sweat.

She took a deep breath and pulled a perfume bottle-sized spray from under her skirt.

This is a powerful technological trick that Song Han gave her before, used to deal with some uncooperative powerful people. It can put people to sleep instantly!

It is even effective against lower-level mutants.

Then, Shen Qingyue suddenly leaned out, pretending to be a little drunk: "Big brother! Where is this? I'm lost..."

The two guards' eyes lit up instantly.

Shen Qingyue! Isn't this the goddess of my dreams?

We were just talking about how moisturized she was, and now she's right in front of us!?

The two guards instantly turned red in the face and their necks bulged, revealing lewd grins.

"You're drunk! Come on, come with your brothers, we'll take you to rest!"

Just as the two of them came up to eat the salted pig's trotters, Shen Qingyue seized the opportunity and pressed the spray nozzle.

呲——

A colorless and odorless gas gushed out.

Before either guard could react, their bodies completely lost power.

puff.

The two collapsed to the ground and could not get up.

"Huff... huff..."

Shen Qingyue slumped against the wall, her legs weak, and she almost lost her balance.

hurry up!

She didn't dare to delay and, with trembling hands, placed the magnetic card on the sensor area.

drop.

The green light came on, and the airtight door slid open silently.

A pungent smell of formaldehyde wafted over, mixed with the stench of some kind of wild animal.

Inside the laboratory, rows of huge glass jars contained all sorts of bizarre and mutated creatures, which looked particularly eerie under the dim green light.

Shen Qingyue didn't dare to look any longer and went straight to the innermost refrigerator.

Enter the password you extracted from the deputy manager's drunken ramblings.

Click.

The cabinet door popped open.

A surge of cool air emanated from the shelf, where rows of pale gold test tubes lay quietly, radiating a captivating glow.

β-type reinforcing agent!

Shen Qingyue's eyes lit up, and she quickly pulled out a black cloth bag from her bosom, grabbed the test tubes, and stuffed them into it.

One, two, five...

She wanted to take it all, but reason told her that this was not a good idea and could even increase the danger!

So she only took two rows, a total of thirty sticks.

Just as she tied the bag and tucked it into the stockings under her skirt, a series of heavy footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Da, da, da.

Shen Qingyue's expression froze instantly.

She knew those footsteps all too well.

It's Song Han!

Why now of all times?!

The footsteps grew closer, accompanied by Uncle Zhong's deep voice reporting from outside the door.

"Young Master, the previous batch of refugee test subjects has been dealt with smoothly!"

"Okay, make sure it's done cleanly! We don't have much time!"

Song Han's voice echoed in the corridor.

Shen Qingyue looked around and despairingly realized that the cold storage room was a dead end, with nowhere to hide!

Only the waste bin next to it, used to store discarded body parts...

The bucket lid was half open, and it was filled with unknown bits of flesh and blood, emitting a nauseating stench.

At that moment, the footsteps stopped at the door.

"Hmm? The guard is asleep?"

Song Han's tone carried a hint of coldness.

Shen Qingyue gritted her teeth, and tears instantly streamed down her face.

If you don't want to die, you have to be ruthless to yourself!

She held her breath, crawled directly into the filth bin, pulled a few pieces of rotten flesh over her head, and then carefully closed the lid.

Inside, there was only stickiness, a fishy stench, and coldness.

The sensation sent shivers down her spine and made her stomach churn.

But she could only cover her mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Soon, the airtight door opened.

Song Han walked in.

"Someone has been here!"

He glanced around, his eyes turning cold.

"Check it out!"

A sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets rang out.

Shen Qingyue huddled in the foul-smelling darkness, her heart suddenly stopping.

If she is discovered... she will definitely be tortured madly by Song Han.

I don't know how much time passed—a minute, or perhaps a century.

"Young Master, thirty vials of beta serum are missing!"

"Ah, it's hard to guard against a thief within the family!"

Song Han chuckled softly, her footsteps slowly approaching the waste bin.

Shen Qingyue's heart almost stopped beating.

She could sense that the person was standing right next to the bucket, separated by a thin sheet of metal.

"Why hasn't this bucket of minced meat been thrown away yet?"

Song Han kicked the barrel.

Clang!

Shen Qingyue almost screamed, biting her tongue hard.

Uncle Zhong frowned, stepped forward, and opened the bucket lid.

Their eyes swept across the area, finding only a pile of minced meat and blood.

Shen Qingyue was currently huddled at the bottom of the tub, completely submerged.

Song Han seemed to have lost interest, clicked her tongue, and said, "Let's go! We'll check the surveillance footage later; that thief shouldn't have gone far!"

Uncle Zhong replied, "Young Master, the Lei family is conducting electrical maintenance tonight, and all non-essential electrical appliances, such as surveillance cameras, have been turned off!"

Song Han was stunned, her expression turning horrified.

"It seems like they're working together from the inside! Uncle Zhong, immediately send men to seal off the North Island area. We must find this thief tonight!"

"Yes, young master!"

Just as Uncle Zhong was about to leave, Song Han called him back.

"By the way, find someone to dump this waste bin into the sea; it's affecting the lab's smell terribly!"

After saying that, Song Han and the other person left the place.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

The oppressive feeling didn't completely disappear until the airtight door was closed again.

Shen Qingyue suddenly pushed open the bucket lid and climbed out.

She lay on the ground, retching violently, but nothing came out.

Her once exquisite makeup was now a mess, her expensive dress was covered in bits of flesh and blood, and she reeked of a foul stench.

But she couldn't care less about any of that.

She touched the hard sac on the inside of her thigh and smiled.

Still there!

The items are still there!

"Lu Fan... if you dare to lie to me, I'll haunt you even in death!"

Then, she took a deep breath, her eyes resolute as she plunged into the filth bucket, waiting to be taken away by the staff so she could escape.