Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1001 - 394: Assault on President No. 7

Liang Yuan glanced at the few half-dead Beauty Dogs on the ground.

He picked up the Triangular Long Blade, and with a few swift strokes, ended their miserable lives.

"Ending it early is also a relief for you."

Liang Yuan murmured, this world has already collapsed.

Under the apocalypse, there are more people worse off than them, not fewer.

Liang Yuan turned to look at the Queen opposite. Qiu Yingyue, Han Xiangman, and the others had already begun to reorganize their subordinates and clean up the aftermath.

Liang Yuan did not intervene; these trivial matters did not require his presence.

He entered various rooms of this ship and began searching for supplies.

This was a small cargo ship, presumably a private vessel.

The three-story building inside was decorated with a cozy, hoy feel.

In the huge cabin at the back, it was originally ant for holding sand, gravel, and the like.

Now it had been cleaned out, and many wooden rooms had been built inside, accommodating quite a few people.

At first glance, it looked a bit like those iron-sheet houses on construction sites.

In this kind of environnt, you shouldn’t worry about privacy; it’s good enough to have a place to live.

This cargo ship, although not large, could accommodate about a hundred people with such renovations.

Moreover, the cabin was not entirely made into wooden rooms; so space was left for a communal dining hall, warehouse, and the like.

Liang Yuan entered the warehouse and took a look around; most of it was fish and similar supplies.

There was little left of the supplies from before the Great Flood, mostly those easy to preserve, like oil, salt, and vinegar.

However, there were quite a few living ones among the fish, which delighted Liang Yuan.

Evidently, these people knew that dead fish were hard to preserve; instead, keeping the Mutant Fish alive ant they could eat a few when they wanted.

Liang Yuan did not hold back, directly using a Spirit Shock to resolve everything.

All at once, all the Mutant Fish died, and Liang Yuan instantly gained tens of thousands of Points.

He couldn’t help but chuckle, dumping these dead fish along with other supplies into the inventory.

In the future, controlling these pirate-natured crew mbers would rely not only on force but also on bribery as an important bargaining chip.

By the ti Liang Yuan returned to the Queen, the n Lingjiang River brought were neatly kneeling on the deck.

They were personally guarded by Lin Wu and Qin Zihang, waiting for Liang Yuan to co back and decide their fate.

When Liang Yuan returned, Qiu Yingyue and Han Xiangman imdiately approached.

"Mr. Liang, there are fifty-three captives in total, all here," Qiu Yingyue said.

Liang Yuan nodded slightly and asked, "Have they been interrogated?"

Knowing Liang Yuan’s plan, Han Xiangman had interrogated them at the first opportunity.

"Yes, they have. This group belongs to this Yongqiang cargo ship. However, the original owner of this ship was nad Chen Yongqiang, who transported sand. After awakening a superpower, he took these people in along the way and turned it into a pirate ship."

"They also inadvertently entered Mist City, and later learned that Mist City floats on water. They have been committed to establishing themselves there."

"Unfortunately, settling in Mist City is complex. Chen Yongqiang managed to settle there with his accumulated resources."

"But the remaining crew mbers weren’t so lucky. They could only stay on the ship or hunt in Mist Forest for a living."

"After President No. 7 chased the Queen into this area, it got stuck in the reefs too."

"Yongqiang took advantage of the situation, night-raiding President No. 7, but lost many to Lingjiang River, who even took over the Yongqiang."

"Because Yongqiang was small, he was ordered by Lingjiang River to dig open the reefs, allowing them to escape the reefs and ambush other ships."

Han Xiangman quickly reported the intelligence, while Qiu Yingyue beside her couldn’t help but frequently glance at her.

Surprisingly, she hadn’t asked for this information before, leaving her feeling sowhat irritated.

Clearly, in terms of interrogating intelligence, Qiu Yingyue wasn’t as good as Han Xiangman.

Liang Yuan nodded slightly, "Where is President No. 7?"

"About two kiloters away, stuck by the reefs and unable to move," Han Xiangman replied promptly.

Liang Yuan wasn’t concerned with the reefs; if it were ordinary superpower users, they might be dumbfounded by this situation.

But he wasn’t an ordinary superpower user; with his inventory, he could easily pocket President No. 7 no matter how big it was.

"How many ships are nearby?"

"Within five kiloters, there are three or four large ships, many small ones, but they aren’t trapped by the reefs and can move flexibly."

"Those three or four large ships are stuck in place by the reefs and have beco the strongholds of three captains." Han Xiangman replied.

Liang Yuan nodded slightly, contemplating, then pulled out a box of Six-Flavor Rehmannia Pills from the inventory, removed the outer packaging, and handed it to Han Xiangman, saying, "Have each captive take one."

Han Xiangman was slightly taken aback, instinctively received it from He Zi, and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

"No need to ask. Anyone who doesn’t take it, just take them out," Liang Yuan said coldly.

Han Xiangman nodded, not asking further, and followed through.

Soon, noise erupted from the captives’ side.

Soone couldn’t help but shout, "What is this?"

"We’ve already surrendered, I won’t take it, no, I—"

Soone strongly resisted; Han Xiangman didn’t hesitate, and with a single Water Blade, sliced off the person’s head.

Imdiately, blood spurted out, and everyone was frightened into silence, not daring to resist, obediently swallowing the dark pills.

The pills had a bitter taste upon entering.

Nobody knew what kind of drug it was, but everyone knew it couldn’t be anything good.

After everyone had taken the pill, Liang Yuan stepped over, scanned the crowd, and said:

"Co on, introduce yourselves. I am the captain here now, Liang Yuan. You can call Mr. Liang."

"I don’t care whose n you were before, but now your lives belong to ."

"The poison just now, if there’s no antidote within three days, its effects will manifest."

"To be honest, you guys are captives, and I don’t trust you. Giving you poison is just to keep you in check."

"But don’t say I never give you a chance. If you listen to obediently from now on, I’ll naturally give you the antidote."

The captives all turned pale and dared not speak. They looked at each other, showing expressions of horror.

Liang Yuan looked at Lin Wu and said, "Return their weapons."

Lin Wu quickly nodded, instructing others to redistribute the seized superpower weapons back to them.

Then Liang Yuan said, "Everyone, pick up your weapons and follow to take down the Chongming, Wanxi, and Hengliang cargo ships nearby!"

"Whoever can capture the captains of these three ships, I’ll reward with the antidote on the spot!"

The crowd looked at each other, and soone couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Liang, if we don’t capture the captains of these ships, what about the rest of us?"

Liang Yuan glanced at that person, "As long as you make an effort and work for , I naturally won’t shortchange you. The antidote can’t be given to you directly for now, but I can provide temporary detoxification drugs."

"My people will keep track of your achievents. After you achieve distinction more than ten tis, you will be officially granted the antidote."

"Any other questions?"

The people sighed inwardly, knowing this ti they were truly in a tight spot, with no room for clever tricks.

One by one, they wore dejected expressions, reluctantly agreeing.

Liang Yuan chuckled coldly in his heart; these people are always profit-driven, never count on them being moved by sincerity or the like.

Currently, Liang Yuan urgently needs manpower and must rely on forceful coercion.

Liang Yuan imdiately waved his hand, "Qiu Yingyue, organize the personnel, and move everyone to the Yongqiang. Let’s first occupy President No. 7!"

"Okay, I’ll arrange personnel now." Qiu Yingyue imdiately nodded.

Having gone through so many battles, she truly realized how formidable Liang Yuan is.

Lingjiang He, such a powerful superpower user, couldn’t last five minutes against Liang Yuan and ended up miserably defeated.

Qiu Yingyue knew very well she could never accomplish that, so she adjusted her mindset and now respects Liang Yuan as the leader.

Qiu Yingyue quickly arranged for the personnel to transfer to Yongqiang.

Han Xiangman also found Lin Ya, taking her to repair the damage to the hull caused by the battle between Liang Yuan and Lingjiang He.

The repair was quite straightforward. They found a Fire Attribute superpower user to cut away the damaged sections of the deck and lt them for recasting.

Once reshaped, the sections were then welded at high temperature and further reinforced by Lin Ya’s [Solid] superpower enchantnt.

The transfer operation was completed swiftly, and the Queen was quickly emptied.

Due to previous battles resulting in many casualties, even with everyone on the Yongqiang, it didn’t feel overly crowded.

Liang Yuan stored the Queen in the inventory section, then headed back with Yongqiang to search for President No. 7.

A dense fog spread within a five-kiloter radius, and with it being nightti, the route was not easy to navigate.

Not until daylight did Yongqiang finally find the massive President No. 7.

At this mont, President No. 7 was brightly lit, and the joyful laughter of n echoed from it.

Seeing President No. 7 up close, Liang Yuan felt how much of a lowly existence he had been before the great flood.

This President No. 7 is approximately one hundred and fifty ters long!

It’s over twenty ters wide, and aside from the ship’s own height, there are three floors of cabins on top.

The Yongqiang cargo ship appeared much smaller in comparison.

On the deck of President No. 7, there was a superpower user every five ters on guard.

The security could be considered quite tight.

As Yongqiang approached, the automatic radar alarm system in the captain’s room of President No. 7 imdiately went off.

Du Ol’Dog, who was on duty in President No. 7’s captain’s room, jolted awake.

"What’s going on?"

He quickly ran to the monitoring room to check the surveillance, noticing a cargo ship approaching through the thick fog.

Seeing the ship clearly, Du Ol’Dog wasn’t panic-stricken; instead, he murmured, "So Young Master Ling is back. I wonder if he captured those bastards."

With that in mind, he got up, washed his face, and prepared to welco Young Master Ling.

Lingjiang He had a peculiar temperant and would kill people at the drop of a hat.

Over the past few months, it was unknown how many batches of n and won had been replaced by Lingjiang He.

Yet only Du Ol’Dog was still alive and well.

Firstly, because he was crafty and skilled at flattering others.

Secondly, he used to be the President No. 7’s helmsman, making him the most familiar person with the ship.

As long as Lingjiang He still needed to operate President No. 7, he wouldn’t easily kill him.

Lingjiang He often made him train the crew on how to operate President No. 7.

But he always dragged his feet, even hiding things and refusing to teach them properly.

The reason was to maintain his irreplaceability.

He knew that as long as he was the only one who could pilot the ship, he wouldn’t be easily killed out of Lingjiang He’s anger.

In critical monts, Lingjiang He might even order protection for him.

As he left the captain’s room, he was the first to rush towards the deck to be the first to greet Lingjiang He and make a good impression.

"Now that Young Master Ling just captured those won, he must be in his happiest mont. Showing up now won’t be hitting a nerve; he might even reward with a couple of beauties to play with, hehe."

The thought brought joy to Du Ol’Dog, as he gleefully headed onto the deck.

As he stepped onto the deck, he suddenly sensed sothing was off.

In the past, the patrolling guards on the deck were extrely vigilant. Because of Lingjiang He’s capricious temperant, the patrol team on President No. 7 was under great pressure, hardly daring to slack off.

But today, even as he walked onto the deck, no one stopped him?

"Sothing’s not right!"