Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

Several A-level mutants held their breath and stepped forward.

"You damn cherry blossom dwarf, you're quite the show-off! This is China, not a place for a bunch of little punks like you to run wild!"

Sato didn't even lift his eyelids.

Push the guard open with your thumb.

Clang—!

An extremely piercing friction sound instantly tore through the air.

There was no starting stance, and the trajectory of the blade was not even visible.

An extremely sharp gust of wind directly approached the carotid arteries of these A-level mutants.

If this blade were to strike, the corpse would be easily separated from its head.

Ning Chuan, who was in the distance, frowned and leaped forward.

"Damn it, back up now!"

His hands flew out instantly, grabbing the collars of the people in front of him and pulling them sharply backward.

At the same time, he stretched out his arms and crossed them in front of his chest to directly confront the invisible blade energy.

Boom!

The shockwave exploded between the two of them.

Ning Chuan was hit by the shockwave, his feet plowing two white marks on the hard marble floor, and he staggered back five or six steps before regaining his balance.

He looked down.

On those thick, muscular forearms that could deflect even bullets, two deep, bone-revealing gashes were starkly exposed.

Warm, fresh blood began to drip down his elbow.

The surrounding crowd was shocked by this sight.

It seems that Sato Ichiban didn't even need to use his full strength to easily defeat the S-class mutant from the Dayu?

It even caused considerable damage.

Moreover, this was only Sato making a move; the group of samurai behind him also appeared to be no ordinary people.

If they were to strike simultaneously, I doubt any of the S-class mutants from the Dragon Kingdom present would be able to withstand it.

Ning Chuan shook the blood off his arm and stared at Sato Ichiban with a serious expression.

Having just exchanged blows, he had already gauged Sato's strength.

Actually, he's pretty much the same; the key is that demonic sword!

The blade's material was so strong that it could pierce his skin, and it even contained a strange, purplish-black aura.

Now, this energy is entering his body through the wound, directly disrupting his meridians.

It made his arms feel numb, and even his breathing became difficult.

"Brother!" Ning Ning exclaimed in surprise and rushed over immediately.

Ning Chuan gritted his teeth, reached behind him and took the wine gourd with the low-grade sea crystal embedded in it from his waist, uncorked it, and tilted his head back to gulp down a large mouthful of strong liquor.

The scalding liquor entered his throat, and the steam on his body instantly rose, forcefully suppressing the chaotic purplish-black aura.

"You dare hurt my brother? I'll tear you to pieces!"

Ning Ning's large eyes were filled with murderous intent. With a flick of her red hair and a flip of her wrist, the Haijing Technology Fan instantly unfolded, pointing directly at Sato's head.

The other powerful figures from the Dayu Ship also drew their weapons and pressed directly against the people from the Sakura Kingdom.

"Don't be impulsive!" Bai Jingye grabbed everyone's shoulders and quickly stopped them.

Just as the two sides were about to completely break off relations, Qin Yuan, like a ghost, stepped between the two groups and reached out to stop them.

"Gentlemen, I hope you will give the Qin family some face!"

Qin Yuan raised his hand in a gesture of obstruction, but his words sounded like he was taking sides: "Mr. Sato is a distinguished guest invited by the Qin family. They brought with them the latest craftsmanship techniques from the Yamato, which represent hope for our future!"

He adjusted his tie, his expression righteous: "In the face of such a catastrophe, science knows no borders! This technology benefits the entire Xihuan Mountain and the Dayu spacecraft. I urge everyone to prioritize the greater good and not let this damage our harmony!"

His high-sounding nonsense disgusted everyone on the Dayu ship, making them feel nauseous.

But on someone else's turf, Bai Jingye could only suppress his anger and drag Ning Chuan and his sister back.

Sato toyed with the hilt of his sword, letting out a disdainful snort, and led his men to an open space on the side.

Behind the crowd.

Lu Fan stared at the long sword in Sato's hand, the data on his right retina jumping wildly.

[Human | Hazard Level 8 | Weaknesses Marked]

[WARNING! Target possesses unknown radioactive weapon; overall danger level increased to 9!]

Lu Fan licked his lips.

Danger level 9? No wonder it was able to break through Ning Chuan's defenses with a single strike.

It's a good knife. Let's find an opportunity to snatch it and see if we can dismantle it!

……

The turmoil subsided, and the heavy doors of the meeting hall slowly closed.

The masked host stepped onto the platform, his voice echoing throughout the arena: "Before the official commencement of the transaction, we will be holding a fundraising event to fund the construction of the survivors' base!"

"The donated supplies will serve as a significant boost to the future development of Xihuanshan!"

"Furthermore, depending on the amount donated, donors will not only receive a title jointly certified by the four major families, but will also have their order of appearance in the upcoming transactions determined!"

Lu Fan frowned slightly and turned to look at Lei Hu: "What do you mean? Are you trying to skin me alive before I even get in?"

Lei Hu leaned closer and lowered his voice: "It's all these old foxes' trick. The four major families lead the way by throwing money at resources to create hype, and once it's over, the families get their money back in full, while the money from other forces and wealthy residents is split 50/50!"

Lu Fan understood.

Isn't this just Huang Silang's trick?

The higher-ups of these major families in Xihuan Mountain are truly ruthless!

As expected, representatives from several families went on a crazy rampage, carrying boxes of canned goods and bottled water tablets upstairs.

In order to secure a higher trading priority, the others below also had no choice but to pull out all their savings.

Lu Fan leaned against the pillar, hands in his pockets, not pulling out a single hair.

He doesn't care about any damn order.

In this room, if the other party brings out something good, he has enough leverage to make them beg him to buy it.

……

The fundraising ended, and the list scrolled on the big screen.

As expected, the Song family remains firmly in first place.

"Next, please welcome Mr. Song Han to display the items he is offering for auction! The auction will then commence!"

Song Han straightened her suit and stepped onto the stage.

Two bodyguards behind him carried a temperature-controlled humidifier and placed it heavily on the display stand.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" Song Han pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. "This first item is an extremely rare find."

Click.

The box was opened.

A unique aroma, a mixture of earthy and raw starch, instantly filled the entire hall.

Inside were ten large, plump potatoes with a slightly glossy skin, neatly arranged!

"These are specially cultivated mutant potatoes!"

Song Han's voice carried an irresistible allure, "Not only is it extremely high in starch, but more importantly, it possesses miraculous effects such as warming the body, nourishing the body, and promoting blood circulation!"

The entire venue erupted in cheers.

In this post-apocalyptic world where people eat biscuits and dry rations every day, fresh vegetables are simply a panacea!

One bite and it's worth it for a lifetime!

Even Sato Ichiban, who had been so arrogant just moments before, now stared wide-eyed at the ten potatoes.

These Chinese people can actually grow potatoes?!

From the outside, it looks very fresh, with no signs of turning green or sprouting at all...

Lu Fan touched his chin, his expression strange.

Isn't this the Dragon Essence Potato that he had Du Wei take to sell on the black market some time ago?

We only sold fifteen at the beginning, but I never expected that the Song family would take so many and use them as the opening stock.

Lei Hu, standing next to Lu Fan, grabbed his arm, swallowing hard with excitement, his hand already reaching for the points card.

"Holy crap! Brother Lu! Fresh potatoes!"

Lei Hu's eyes gleamed with greed as he stared intently at the stage: "If I could land a bid on this, I'd definitely stir-fry a whole plate of hot and sour shredded potatoes!"

"Do you want it? I'll take a picture, and we'll split it 50/50!!"