I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse

Chapter 831 - 921: Keep Whining and I’ll Throw You to the Rotten Corpse Insects!

Don’t even mention it, for Jing Shu, the number one star of fear who dreads death, what’s more painful than having a getaway tool that runs slow?

So earlier, Jing Shu also got Shenyuan to modify the ferry.

She added a few more accelerators and stabilizers, so the ferry’s speed increased by about 20%. Even though it wasted a bit of fuel, you save where you can and spend where you need to, Jing Shu is never stingy in this regard.

At Xuwen Pier, Jing Shu’s three super large ferries surged forward with a splash, their speed incredibly fast, standing out among these hundred plus large boats and ferries.

It’s needless to say the ferry sent by the authorities was the biggest and best, and there was even a modified warship, capable of carrying cargo and acting as a mobile cannon, Jing Shu also saw various launchers and whatnot, filling people with a sense of security.

But the large boats in the elite armed team trailing behind weren’t as grand, nor as extravagant as Jing Shu’s.

All other experts brought large boats too, but standing in front of Jing Shu’s ferry now, it was like the difference between a mom and children... While Jing Shu’s ferry, standing in front of the official ones, was like the difference between a burly man and a petite woman.

But the crucial point is, ferries should look like ferries, why is your speed almost as fast as the large boats? Did you modify the engine to run this fast?

Why the hell are you running so fast?

Some quick-thinking folks already figured it out. The original disadvantage of the ferry is its large size, hard to escape; this modification makes it big and hard to target, yet fast, so isn’t it making their large boats scapegoats trailing behind?

Quite a few folks started to feel regret. Why didn’t they prepare well this past month? These so-called experts were very confident in their special abilities and weapons.

So besides bringing enough dry rations and weapons, they brought nothing else. Even the rotten corpse insect fuel, they brought just enough, afraid of wasting money by bringing a bit extra!

After all, their thinking was, we’re going there to loot, it’s fine if we lack something, wouldn’t everything be available at the destination?

Fear of a der!

But now, seeing others’ preparations, they regretted so much that it hurt.

Jing Shu parked the three ferries at the back of the main fleet, then took a transfer yacht with Zhao Yu and Zhang Yicheng to the flagship for a meeting.

Almost everyone was already on the flagship, seeing people boarding, they commented one after another:

"Whoa, who in the group is this? Does anyone know? Personally, I think she’s way prettier than the group’s flower, Ruan Ruan."

"Ruan Ruan is demure, gentle, and truly endearing, but as for this one, besides being pretty, I can’t find other adjectives. Anyway, she’s just stunning, my type."

Just then, a pale young man, looking like a zombie, named Situ Xiaoye, casually said: "This person was recruited by Wucheng Cigarette Factory as an agent, and is the boss of Nanhai Cigarette Factory."

"Didn’t expect her to be a great beauty! We’ve underestimated her! No wonder she has such a powerful aura."

"I thought someone like her would be an old lady like Dong Meizhu, never expected her to be such a young beauty."

People murmured praises, since this time to the Middle East, there are quite a few capable female friends.

But female friends who are both pretty and look human are so few.

Most look somewhat peculiar.

"Damn you, stinking bastard, you knew her and didn’t tell me she’s such a pretty girl?" The Xiangxi Corpse Chaser reproached Situ Xiaoye with heartfelt regret.

"I wonder what kind of ability such a pretty girl has."

"Anyway, it’s probably not combat-related, seeing how demure and delicate she looks. Maybe she’s in logistics. By the way, where’s Cockroach Meatballs, wasn’t he the one who wanted to meet a beauty?"

"Him? He’s hiding away, shy, doesn’t dare meet so many people."

Jing Shu came over with her group, and Tan Ke, waving from afar, pushed aside a bunch of people. His massive body pushed the Xiangxi Corpse Chaser into the corner, maybe intentionally.

Jing Shu greeted Tan Ke with a smile, patting him: "Not bad, haven’t seen you in two years, you’ve grown sturdier. How’s your younger sister?"

"Everyone’s doing well, hehe. This mission is dangerous, but Yang Yang said you were on the list, so I came. I knew with you here, the danger could be averted." Tan Ke chuckled.

"I’ll take your word for it." Jing Shu said, before greeting the drowsy Hao Yunlai in the crowd. Wanzi beside him eagerly responded, knowing that wherever Jing Shu is, the food couldn’t be bad.

Yang Yang sauntered over with long strides, still dressed in a flashy outfit of leather boots and jacket, tilting his chin: "Everyone’s almost here, once we’ve taken a headcount, we’ll set off. On the way, let’s have a meeting to clarify everyone’s responsibilities. How about that? I see you’re well-prepared, we’ll rely on you for this journey if we run into any troubles."

Jing Shu laughed, thinking to herself, of course, we’re going to the Middle East to gather money in sacks, won’t we bring more boats to scoop up more stuff? Modestly, she said: "Oh no, we’re all here to help each other, solving problems relies on mutual cooperation within the new agreement."

Just then, a discordant voice rang out.

In the crowd stood a woman in a mini-skirt with shoulder-length hair, a mole on her brow giving her a fragile look. She anxiously said:

"Sister, an official document states that each expert protecting the fleet can bring their own forces and a boat, but usually just one. You’re bringing such large defenseless ferries and three of them. If there’s an unforeseen combat situation, are you going to protect everyone, or have everyone protect you?"

She paused, seeing people around frown in deep thought, and continued weakly:

"Even though the directive states each fleet manages itself, if anything happens, no one can turn a blind eye, because everyone’s so understanding and empathetic. But sister, using everyone like this, doesn’t your conscience hurt? After all, you’ve been invited to contribute, not to rely on everyone’s strength to take advantage... Oh, sorry, I know I’m being presumptuous..."

Before the long-haired fragile woman could finish, Jing Shu frowned and raised a small fist:

"Hey, who are you exactly? Since you know you’re being presumptuous, then why don’t you shut up? What are you whining about here? Next time you talk to me like this, be careful or I’ll throw you into the sea to feed the rotten corpse insects! Also, how dare you call yourself sister? Judging by your face, you must be 30? Next time, remember to call me little sister!"

"You, you, you!"