Super Ship: Matchmaking starts with black and white stockings sisters

Qin Yu sat in his designated fishing spot, holding the seemingly ordinary but actually deadly SSS-grade Sea King fishing rod in his hand.

Sweat trickled down his forehead.

He didn't move.

It looks like a stone sculpture.

Although he had just eaten an extremely luxurious meal of mutated blue crabs and was full, the sense of crisis about the unknown still lingered in his mind.

That sawtooth shark was just an appetizer.

Since the system says "the newbie period is over," the main course that follows will definitely choke a lot of people.

"Brother Qin Yu, have some water."

A small, fair hand reached out, holding a half-empty bottle of mineral water.

Yao Qian had somehow gotten close to them.

She had just finished cleaning the pile of bloody fishing nets, but she didn't smell bad at all. Instead, her white stockings, which were damp with seawater, clung to her body, giving her a youthful and energetic look.

"Um."

Qin Yu took the water and tilted his head back to gulp it down.

Before he could even screw the cap on...

The fishing rod in my hand suddenly sank down!

"They're here!"

Qin Yu's eyes instantly turned sharp as knives.

The feel of this one was completely different from the box full of clothes from last time.

Not heavy.

Instead, it creates a sense of unpredictable tension.

It's like there's a living thing underwater playing tug-of-war with him.

"Living creature?"

"Is it a special box?"

Qin Yu's arm muscles suddenly tensed, and his veins bulged.

"rise!"

He gave a low shout, his waist and stance becoming one, and he suddenly lifted himself upwards.

"Splash—!"

Water splashed everywhere.

There was no earth-shattering noise.

A pale golden shadow emerged from the water, tracing a dazzling arc in the sunlight.

"Clatter".

The item landed on the deck and bounced twice.

It's not a fish.

It's still a box.

But this box is completely different from the previous deep and heavy bronze box.

This is a leather suitcase with a rounded shape and a light gold sheen on the surface.

Judging from the material, it looks like it's made of some kind of high-grade animal hide.

The clasp on top is pure gold.

On the side of the box, the letter that made Qin Yu's heart race was still engraved.

[B]

It's a B grade again!

"Holy crap..."

Qin Yu couldn't help but swear.

This luck is truly unbelievable.

Others would burn incense and bathe before fishing for a D-grade wooden crate, but he just casually casts his line and gets at least a B-grade crate?

Is this the benefit of having strong mental power?

Is it the hidden attribute of that SSS-grade fishing rod?

"Another high-end case?!"

Yao Xue, who was drying fish, also put down her work and quickly walked over.

She pushed up her glasses and looked at the suitcase on the ground, her eyes shining.

"This color... looks like it's for storing valuables."

"Could it be a medical kit? Or a precision instrument?"

My occupational hazard kicked in.

Qin Yu ignored her speculation.

He placed his hand on the box; the touch was warm and smooth, unlike something that had been soaking in the sea for a long time.

"System, start."

Qin Yu silently recited in his heart.

**"bite!"**

**"Grade B Supply Crate (Special Edition) successfully opened!"**

**"Congratulations, host, you have received: [Apocalypse Foodie Gift Pack] x1."**

**"Congratulations, host, you have obtained: [53-degree Flying Fairy Moutai] x2."**

**"Congratulations, host, you have obtained: 24 cans of [Iced Happy Water (330ml)]."**

Qin Yu looked at the list that popped up in front of him.

His lips curled up uncontrollably.

This moment.

He wouldn't trade it for a Gatling gun!

On this damned sea.

The most tormenting thing is not the monster, nor the storm.

It's the blandness in my mouth.

Eating fish every day, at every meal, even a mutated giant crab, will eventually taste the same no matter how much you eat it.

My mouth was already so bland it tasted like bird food.

"Food?"

Looking at Qin Yu's strange smile, Yao Qian tentatively asked.

"Brother Qin Yu, don't scare me, your smile is creepy..."

Qin Yu remained silent.

With a wave of his hand.

The suitcase on the ground vanished instantly.

Instead, there was a pile of brightly colored packaging bags, and two whole boxes of drinks and alcohol neatly stacked.

That red packaging.

That familiar font.

In this world, this is the ultimate hard currency!

"This is……"

Yao Qian stared wide-eyed, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

With trembling hands, she picked up a package of bright red oil.

"Wei...Wei Long?"

"Large gluten?"

"And this... konjac noodles?"

"Holy crap! Self-heating hot pot?! Spicy beef flavor?!"

The little girl's scream instantly shattered the tranquility of the sea.

She was clutching that pile of snacks, and she went completely crazy.

"Wow!!! I want to eat! I want to eat!"

"I miss this taste so much!"

"I dream about eating spicy snacks!"

Yao Xue was not as out of control as her sister.

But when she saw the cans of Coke still covered in water droplets, her throat involuntarily bobbed.

This is not supplies.

This is the twilight of civilized society.

This is proof that I am alive.

"Qin Yu..."

Yao Xue raised her head, her eyes filled with longing.

"Could I have a bottle of this wine?"

She is a surgeon.

When I'm stressed, I usually take a sip or two.

Having been in this world for so many days, her mind had been constantly on edge, and this Moutai was simply the best tranquilizer for her.

"Take it."

Let's celebrate tonight.

"But don't get drunk."

"If you get drunk, I'll throw you down into the water to feed the fish."

Although Qin Yu spoke harshly, he still casually tossed a bottle of Moutai to Yao Xue.

He kicked the Coke box next to him again.

"Yao Qian, that's yours and your sister's."

"As for spicy snacks and hot pot..."

"Eat it sparingly, because once it's gone, you can't buy it anywhere else."

"Okay, okay! Brother Qin Yu is the best!"

Yao Qian had been eagerly anticipating it for a long time.

"Sizzle—"

That was the sound of a pull tab being pulled open.

The sound of the bubbles rising was so pleasant to hear.

"Glug glug..."

Yao Qian tilted her head back and gulped down half a can of cola in one go.

"ha--!"

"Cool!"

"I'm alive! I'm really alive!"

The little girl was on the verge of tears.

The sensation of those carbonated bubbles bursting on the tip of your tongue is simply heavenly.

Qin Yu looked at their satisfied expressions.

There was a hint of pleasure in my heart.

In this apocalypse, it's about making sure your people live better than others.

This is what gives men a sense of accomplishment.

He picked up a pack of self-heating hot pot.

I'm about to look into how to do it.

Just then.

Without any warning.

A cold, emotionless mechanical voice exploded in his mind, and in the minds of all the survivors around the world!

This sound wasn't a normal system notification.

It carries a chilling, oppressive aura.

**[Announcement! Announcement! Announcement!]**

**Attention all global survivors!**

**The new user protection period has officially ended, and the screening process has officially begun.**

**[The first phase survival rules are now announced:]**

**[Rule 1: This survival period is 7 days, named "Dark Tide Week".]**

**[Rule Two: From 8:00 PM to 20:00 AM daily, sea levels will rise, storm intensity will increase to level 08 or higher, and all marine life will enter a "frenzied hunting" state, actively attacking any man-made floating objects within their line of sight.]**

**【规则三：白昼时间（08:00-20:00）为安全採集期，海洋生物攻击欲望降低，资源箱刷新率提升20%。】**

**[Rule Four: The raft is your only fortress. Destroy the raft, and you will be immediately eliminated.]**

**[Countdown begins.]**

**[11 hours and 32 minutes remaining until the first "undercurrent" arrives.]**

The sound disappeared.

But that suffocating sense of oppression lingered for a long time.

Yao Qian, who was still enjoying the Coke and spicy snacks, dropped the Coke can in her hand onto the deck with a "clatter".

The remaining half-can of soda spilled all over the floor.

But she couldn't care less.

"Berserk...Berserk Hunt?"

"Will it last for another seven days?"

"Twelve hours every night?"

Yao Qian's face turned deathly pale instantly, and her lips trembled.

"Last night... last night it was just one attack, and so many people died."

"If you came every night..."

She dared not think about it.

The fear of the raft being torn apart by sharks surged back into my mind.

Yao Xue also gripped the wine bottle tightly in her hand.

The knuckles are turning white.

"Qin Yu..."

She looked at Qin Yu, her voice a little hoarse.

"These rules... are pushing people to their deaths."

"Gather resources during the day, guard the tower at night."

"Does this mean they're not letting people sleep at all?"

Qin Yu remained silent.

He opened the [Regional Chat Channel] with a blank expression.

really.

Fryer.

The channel that was just crying its heart out has now completely turned into a madhouse.

The messages refresh so fast that the words are barely legible.

There was only panic.

"I don't want to play anymore! What kind of 'Rampage Hunt' is this? Last night, a regular shark gnawed a hole in my raft. If it goes berserk, I'm not even fit to survive!"

"Twelve hours! Who can stand guard for twelve hours straight?!"

"This isn't about survival! This is slaughter! They're trying to kill us all!"

"Wood! Does anyone have wood? I'll pay a high price! I'll trade all the water on my body for wood!"

"Is the person upstairs an idiot? Who sells timber these days? Timber is life itself! My raft is only 10 square meters, it definitely won't last tonight. Can anyone lend me some timber? I can let him play with my wife for a day!"

"Screw you! What time is it and you're still thinking about this? I have plastic, who's going to exchange nails with me? I need to reinforce the fence!"

"I'm doomed... My raft only has two levels, and it almost fell apart last night. If there's an 8-level storm tonight... I'm dead..."

Panic spread like a plague.

And this was accompanied by panic.

It's a collapse in prices.

No.

To be precise.

It's the soaring prices of basic building materials.

Qin Yu opened the [Trading Hall] and took a look.

Rotten wood that nobody usually wants.

The current price is listed as [1 piece of wood = 500ml of fresh water].

Some people even offered an exorbitant price: "1 piece of wood = 1 compressed biscuit!"

To know.

Before yesterday.

One compressed biscuit can be exchanged for a hundred pieces of wood!

Overnight.

Offense and defense can easily shift.

Those who had sold all the materials to expand their rafts because they needed to eat.

I'm so regretful now.

But regret is useless.

Death will knock on the door precisely at 8 PM tonight.

"Oh."

Qin Yu sneered and shut down the trading house.

This is human nature.

This is the end times.

Never sacrifice the fundamental principles that allow you to make a living for the sake of immediate gains.

If he hadn't been frantically hoarding building materials, expanding the raft to 100 square meters, and reinforcing the top floor...

Now he'll be just like those people, begging for a piece of wood like a dog in the channel.

"Qin Yu, what... what do we do?"

Yao Xue took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She looked at Qin Yu.

This man is the backbone.

As long as he doesn't cause chaos, the sky won't fall down.

"What should we do?"

Qin Yu stood up.

His gaze swept across the seemingly calm sea, which was actually turbulent beneath the surface.

"Cold salad."

"How you spent last night, that's how you'll spend tonight."

Listening to the faint rumbling sound of the "deep-sea ghost" from the bottom of the ship

Qin Yu gripped the SSS-grade fishing rod tightly again.

A bloodthirsty smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Since the resource refresh rate has increased by 20% during the day."

"Then I'll do it before dark."

"Let them fish this area dry!"

"I'd like to see."

"It's the monster that's tough tonight."

"My trump card is still the strongest!"

……

Time passed second by second.

The sun began to set in the west.

The wind on the sea gradually became noisy.

That damp, cold, and fishy smell spread once again.

Qin Yu didn't move.

He's like a heartless lottery machine.

Swing mechanically, lift the club.

"Splash!"

Congratulations on obtaining: Grade C Wood Pack x1

"Splash!"

Congratulations on obtaining: D-grade scrap metal box x1

"Splash!"

Congratulations on obtaining: [Basic Reinforcement Blueprint] x1

……

Although no more top-tier items of grade B or above have been produced.

But the basic materials were coming in like crazy, as if they were free.

These are things that would normally seem like a useless trifle.

In the trading industry today, those are human lives at stake!

Qin Yu glanced at his backpack.

Timber: 1200 units

[Plastics: 800 units]

Nails: 500

They are rolling in money.

If we put these things up now...

He could become the richest man in the region in an instant.

It could even bring countless beautiful women begging to get on his boat.

But he didn't move.

Sell?

That's something only a fool would do.

At this stage, building materials represent defense and a margin for error.

Even if it rots in the warehouse, it shouldn't be used to aid the enemy.

The sky grew darker and darker.

On the distant horizon, dark clouds, like spilled ink, rapidly stained the sky.

The waves began to roll.

That suppressed rumbling sound came from the depths of the seabed.

**[00 hours and 30 minutes remaining until the Dark Tide descends.]**

The system's blood-red countdown once again hovered on everyone's retina.

On the raft.

Yao Qian and Yao Xue are already on high alert.

The two men, each holding a sharpened wooden spear, stood back to back in front of the tent.

Although my legs are still shaking.

But the panic from yesterday was gone from his eyes.

Because they saw it.

That man.

The man who was shirtless, revealing his well-developed muscles.

He was standing at the very front of the raft.

Facing the fierce wind.

He was carrying a [Steel Machete] that he had just gotten from a C-grade crate.

"Buzz—"

A low rumble came from the Deep Sea Ghost High-Pressure Water Cannon at the bottom of the ship.

Preheating complete.

Qin Yu stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly chapped lips.

Looking ahead at the churning black waves.

And within the giant waves, countless, faintly visible, scarlet eyes.

Laughed.

"bring it on."

"The Second Night".

"Let me see if you bunch of beasts can even chew my bones!"