Super Ship: Matchmaking starts with black and white stockings sisters

The night was deep, like a thick, unyielding mass of ink.

The deck of the "President" was as bright as day.

The S-class "artificial sun" hovered at the top of the mast, emitting a constant and warm light.

There was no glaring light, only a gentle warmth.

Like the afternoon sun in spring, it lazily spills onto every inch of the deck.

Li Ruobing sat on a deck chair with her knees drawn up to her chest, wearing only a thin sports vest.

She stared at the magical crystal ball above her head, her eyes somewhat unfocused.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Qin Yu's voice came from behind.

Li Ruobing turned around and saw Qin Yu holding two bottles of chilled beer, slowly walking over.

"Boss."

Li Ruobing tried to get up, but Qin Yu pressed her shoulder down.

"Sit down, this is your own boat, there aren't so many rules."

Qin Yu handed her a bottle of wine and sat down on the chair next to her.

"I can't sleep."

Li Ruobing took the wine; the icy touch sobered her up a bit.

"I'm thinking... where would I be now if I hadn't met you, boss?"

"She's probably feeding fish in the sea, or she's been captured by Zhao Biao to be his wife."

Qin Yu took a sip of wine, his tone calm.

This is no joke.

This is a fact.

Li Ruobing gave a bitter smile.

"yes."

"Even though I was ranked second before, even though I have some skills."

"But in the face of such absolute power, nothing matters."

She looked around.

Despite being adrift on the ocean, this place feels like a luxurious resort.

Warm, bright, and safe.

Even the air was filled with a faint, fresh ozone scent, the smell of the S-Class power core purifying the air.

"Tick-tock".

The minute hand of the wall clock pointed to twelve o'clock.

A new day begins.

It was at this very second.

The once calm sea suddenly changed.

"Click—"

A crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out in the silent night.

Followed by.

"Click-click-click—"

The sounds grew denser and louder.

It was as if countless invisible giant hands were frantically squeezing the surface of the sea.

got windy.

But this wind is not the same as the sea breeze we had before.

It is white.

A white cold front, visible to the naked eye, swept in from the northern sea level.

Wherever it passed, the waves froze instantly.

The still-rolling waves were frozen in mid-air, turning into grotesque ice sculptures.

The cold air crashed against the invisible shield of the "President".

It makes a "buzzing" sound.

"They're here."

Qin Yu squinted, watching the rapidly approaching white death line in the distance.

"Extreme Cold Ice Hell"

The protective umbrella has been completely removed.

This vast ocean has finally revealed its ferocious fangs.

Li Ruobing subconsciously shrank her neck.

Despite the protection of the "artificial sun," the temperature inside the ship remained at around 25 degrees Celsius.

But the visual impact still sent a chill down her spine.

too fast.

In less than a minute.

As far as the eye could see, the vast blue sea had completely disappeared.

Instead.

It was a deathly, pale silence.

The ice layer thickened at an alarming rate, emitting a teeth-grinding squeaking sound.

at the same time.

The wristbands on everyone's wrists, representing the survival system, began to vibrate wildly.

The red light flashed.

The piercing alarm sounded in the minds of every survivor.

**[Regional Announcement!]**

**[Regional Announcement!]**

**[Protection period ended! "Extreme Cold Ice Hell" mode officially launched!]**

**Current ambient temperature: -30 degrees Celsius (continuously decreasing).**

**The sea is frozen over, forcing the suspension of all routine navigation.**

**[WARNING: Survivors should find a heat source as soon as possible. A body temperature below 35 degrees Celsius will result in hypothermia, which will lead to death after one hour.]**

This is not over yet.

Immediately following was an announcement in even more glaring red.

**[Version Update Notice: Malicious teaming by some survivors has been detected, causing a severe imbalance in resource allocation.]**

**[To ensure fairness and excitement in the survival game, a "team restriction" mechanism has been implemented.]**

**[The rules are as follows:]**

**[1. Each vehicle (raft/boat) is considered an independent squad.]**

**[2. The maximum number of players per team is capped at 6.]**

**【3. Teams with more than 6 people must reduce their numbers within ten minutes.】**

**[4. If the number of participants still exceeds the limit when the countdown ends, the system will randomly remove the excess participants!]**

**[Countdown begins: 09:59...]**

Dead silence.

After a brief silence.

The previously quiet world channel instantly erupted in chaos.

Countless messages refreshed like snowflakes, so fast that it was impossible to see the IDs.

All that could be heard was wailing.

It was all despair.

"Holy crap! It's so cold! My hands are stuck to the metal railing! The skin's been ripped off!"

"This is -30 degrees Celsius?! It's definitely -50 degrees Celsius! My water froze as soon as I poured it out!"

"Help! My blanket is useless! Does anyone have fire? I'll trade all my wood for a starter!"

"Fire? In this awful weather, a regular fire won't even light! The wood's all wet!"

But this is just the beginning.

The panic about "team restrictions" is more intense than the cold.

"What do you mean? Only 6 people can stay?"

"We're going to die! There are more than twenty of us on this raft! We only huddled together to stick together!"

"Boss! Don't send me away! I'll be your slave! Don't throw me off!"

"Get out! The system said only six can stay! I'm the captain, I make the decisions! Throw all those useless women, the old, weak, and disabled out!"

"No! You can't do this! We're all classmates!"

"Classmate? Who cares if you're a classmate at a time like this! I need to survive!"

The ugliness of human nature was on full display at this moment.

For those 6 survival spots.

Bloodshed erupted on countless rafts.

One second they were brothers and partners.

The next second, he plunged the knife into the other person's heart.

Or they might simply push someone into the icy seawater.

Qin Yu stared at the shocking text in the chat channel.

His face was expressionless.

He had long anticipated this day would come.

The system is never a philanthropist.

It's raising poisonous insects.

With too many people, there won't be enough resources to go around. Only by limiting the number of people and forcing them to fight and compete can the strongest Gu King be selected.

"Boss..."

Li Ruobing looked at the messages, her face turning pale.

She subconsciously counted the number of people on the boat.

Qin Yu.

Yao Xue, Yao Qian.

She herself.

And then there were those two tattooed laborers, Wang Long and Zhang Hu.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

There were exactly six people.

Li Ruobing breathed a sigh of relief and slumped into her chair.

That was close.

If there were one more person on the boat.

Even if it's just one more.

Given Qin Yu's personality, he would definitely get rid of the extra people without hesitation.

That person was very likely her, or one of the two laborers.

"You guys are lucky."

Qin Yu shook the wine bottle in his hand, a playful smile curving his lips.

"Exactly six."

"Not a single one will die."

at this time.

Inside the lower deck cabins.

Wang Long and Zhang Hu were huddled under the covers, shivering.

It's not cold.

I was scared.

They also saw the system announcement.

"Brother Long...we...we have exactly six people, right?"

Zhang Hu's voice was choked with sobs, and his teeth were chattering.

"We...we're not going to be thrown off by the boss, are we?"

Wang Long swallowed hard, gripping the corner of the blanket tightly.

"It shouldn't be...it shouldn't be."

"As long as we obey, as long as we work..."

"This ship is so big, someone has to do the dirty and hard work, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes! We can get work done! We're more useful than those women!"

The two of them, as if grasping at a straw, comforted each other in the darkness.

But no one dared to close their eyes.

They were terrified that the man, who seemed like a demon, would appear at the door at any moment and pronounce their death sentence.

……

The wind and snow outside were getting heavier.

Temperatures continue to drop.

Many of the survivors' rafts began to crack due to the expanding force of the ice.

"Bang!"

Someone posted a picture in the chat channel.

It was a wooden raft, about thirty square meters in size, that had been frozen and cracked in two.

The person in the middle fell into the ice crevice and was instantly frozen into an icicle.

"That's terrible..."

"My raft is about to collapse too!"

"I'm so cold... Someone please help me..."

Amidst this wailing...

Suddenly, a message appeared out of place.

[9527 District - Liu Qiang: Hahahaha! I survived! Luckily, I got a 'Grade C Cast Iron Furnace' from a treasure chest! As long as there's coal, it can keep burning!]

[Liu Qiang: It's zero degrees Celsius inside! It's still cold, but at least I won't freeze to death! Envious? That's the strength of a true champion!]

This news came out.

This immediately attracted a group of people who fawned over him.

"Brother Qiang is awesome!"

"Brother Qiang, please take me in! I only have a torch, and it's about to go out!"

"I'd trade ten pounds of fish for ten minutes of grilling time by Brother Qiang's stove!"

"I also got a stove! But it's a simplified version, and I have to keep adding wood. It's exhausting."

Many "pro gamers" have started to emerge.

After a few days of development, some people did indeed stockpile some supplies.

Some expanded their rafts by 100 square meters and built simple wooden cabins.

Some managed to get their hands on quilts and down jackets.

Some, like Liu Qiang, have acquired rudimentary heating equipment.

Although it's a world of difference compared to before, in this desperate situation, having a safe haven with zero degrees Celsius is already paradise.

Watching these people gloat over a broken iron furnace.

Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Zero degrees?

"Can that be called living?"

He stood up and stretched.

His silk robe slipped off, revealing his muscular upper body.

Even on this open deck.

He couldn't feel a chill at all.

The "Eye of Helios" above their heads was continuously releasing heat.

The surrounding air was warm as springtime.

A potted plant next to it even sprouted new buds.

"Let's go back to our room and sleep."

Qin Yu patted Li Ruobing's head.

"I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Such a beautiful ice surface, it would be a shame not to go out and race cars."

Li Ruobing watched Qin Yu's relaxed back.

I glanced again at the crowd on the bracelet, people going crazy over a stove.

An indescribable sense of absurdity welled up inside me.

This is the gap.

While others are still struggling to avoid freezing to death.

My eldest son is already thinking about how to drift on the ice tomorrow.

……

That night.

Sleepless nights are inevitable.

After the ten-minute countdown ended.

There are fewer IDs in the world chat.

Those who were forcibly silenced or pushed into the sea have been silenced forever.

The remaining people shivered in the cold wind, guarding the faint flames and praying for the sun to rise.

at last.

The long night has passed.

A pale, faint light appeared on the eastern horizon.

The sun is coming out.

But the sun seemed veiled in white gauze, pale and powerless, devoid of any warmth.

"Get up!"

Qin Yu's voice rang out from the loudspeaker.

His voice was full of energy, without any of the sluggishness of someone who had just woken up.

The cabin door on the first floor opened.

Wang Long and Zhang Hu rushed out with dark circles under their eyes.

They didn't sleep all night.

I was terrified that I would wake up and be thrown down the hill.

Upon hearing Qin Yu call them, the two of them moved faster than rabbits.

"Boss! Good morning!"

"Boss! Just let me know if you need anything!"

The two men bowed and scraped, their faces plastered with fawning smiles.

Qin Yu glanced at them.

You could see the fear in those two guys' eyes.

"Go to the restaurant and get the food."

"We're having pork noodles today."

Add more chili peppers.

Upon hearing the words "pork noodles".

Both of their Adam's apples bobbed violently.

The stew from last night was delicious.

I didn't expect there to be meat noodles in the morning?

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll go right away!"

The two of them ran happily towards the kitchen.

At this moment, Yao Xue was already busy in the kitchen.

The kitchen was steaming hot.

Hand-pulled noodles were cooking in a large pot, while large chunks of braised pork were stewing in a clay pot next to it.

Fragrant.

The rich aroma of meat, mixed with the fragrance of chili oil, filled the entire ship through the ventilation ducts.

It even drifted outside.

If there were other survivors nearby, just smelling this aroma would probably make them so hungry they'd bite their tongues off.

Ten minutes later.

In the restaurant.

Six people sat together.

In front of each person was a large bowl of bright red braised pork noodles.

It was topped with a thick layer of pork and blanched, bright green bok choy.

"Slurp—"

Yao Qian disregarded her ladylike image and picked up a mouthful of noodles with her chopsticks, putting it in her mouth.

The chili oil stimulates the taste buds.

The hot soup rolled into my stomach.

That warmth, emanating from within, makes you feel so comfortable you want to hum.

"It's so delicious..."

Yao Qian ate until her nose was sweating and her face was flushed.

"Brother Qin Yu, this tastes even better than what I've had at five-star hotels before!"

Qin Yu ate his noodles slowly and deliberately.

I casually opened the chat channel.

The chat channel was in a rather strange state at that moment.

[District 9527 - Fatty Wang: Brothers, the sun's out, but it doesn't seem to help! It's still freezing!]

[Zhao Si: Don't even mention it, all my water has frozen, now I can only sit there gnawing on ice chunks, my teeth are about to break.]

[Sun Erniang: Does anyone have anything to eat? I'm starving! Even moldy bread will do!]

[Liu Qiang: Hehe, bro, I just boiled a pot of snow water and soaked a packet of instant noodles. It doesn't taste like much, but at least it's hot!]

Liu Qiang came out to show off again.

At a time when everyone is forced to eat cold, hard, dry rations.

Being able to drink a sip of hot soup, even instant noodle soup, is an ultimate enjoyment.

"Brother Qiang has such a high quality of life!"

"Is this what the big boss is like? I'd like some soup too..."

A group of people started praising him again.

Qin Yu looked at these messages and shook his head.

He thought about it.

I snapped a photo on a whim.

The photo shows a table covered with food.

The camera zoomed in on the bowl of braised pork noodles in front of him, glistening with red oil and piled high with pork.

And next to it is a cup of freshly ground soy milk that is steaming hot.

Even in the background, you can see the Yao Xue sisters, dressed only in a single layer of clothing, enjoying their noodles with obvious satisfaction.

Click send.

And add a sentence.

[Anonymous: It's a bit chilly, everyone remember to drink plenty of hot water. Today's breakfast was a little greasy; please tell the chef to be more careful next time.]

The message was sent out.

The once bustling world channel.

It froze instantly.

A full three seconds passed.

It was like a volcanic eruption, completely exploding!

Holy crap!!!

"What is this? What is this?!"

"Pork noodles?! That's huge chunks of pork, isn't it?! Am I seeing things?!"

"It's still hot! I can see the heat!"

"I'm still chewing on my belt, and they're eating braised pork noodles?!"

"Those two girls are wearing short sleeves?! How is that possible! I'm bundled up like a ball and I'm still freezing!"

"Photoshopped! This is definitely photoshopped! No one could possibly live like that at sea!"

Liu Qiang, who was just showing off his instant noodles, suddenly fell silent.

His bowl of instant noodles with snow water paled in comparison to Qin Yu's bowl of meat noodles.

It's practically pig swill.

No.

It's worse than pig feed.

"This...this is that anonymous big shot?"

"That big shot who used to sell bottled water?"

"How did he manage that? Did his boat have heating?"

Countless people were green with envy.

In this icy and snowy world.

Warmth and food are the most deadly temptations.

"Boss! Please! Let me board the ship!"

"I can warm your bed! I'm skilled in all eighteen martial arts!"

"Does the boss need any more dogs? I want to be a dog!"

The private message notifications started ringing out all at once, but Qin Yu didn't even bother to look at them and simply set them all to be blocked.

He put down his chopsticks.

He pulled out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

"Are you full?"

Everyone nodded quickly.

Even Wang Long, who had finished those two large bowls of noodles, let out a satisfied burp.

"Now that you've eaten, it's time to get back to work."

Qin Yu stood up.

I walked to the window and looked out at the vast expanse of white ice.

A hint of fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

"S-class nuclear power."

"Breaking the ice and striking the horn."

"And this S-class artificial sun."

Everything is ready.

He turned around and looked at Li Ruobing.

"To the driver's seat."

"Start the reactor."

"Target: Due North."

"Today, we're going to smash this road open."

"By the way."

Qin Yu paused, his tone chilling.

"Go and see the neighbors around here."

"Since the system limits the number of people, the resources in this sea area should no longer be shared by so many people."

"My rules are very simple."

"Those who obey me will prosper, those who defy me will perish."

"If you don't want to die, get lost."

Li Ruobing felt a chill run down her spine.

She understood what Qin Yu meant.

It's time to clear the area.

In this frigid hell, supplies are life itself.

Since it has become more than just survival, but a struggle for supremacy.

Let's start today.

Let this "President" become a true nightmare on this icy plain.

"Yes, boss!"

Li Ruobing responded loudly and turned to rush towards the driver's seat.

"Buzz—!!!"

The familiar low-frequency vibration sounded again.

The S-class deep-sea cold fusion reactor begins to roar.

The enormous energy was transported through the pipes to every corner of the ship.

bow.

The black ramming corners were reinforced with multiple layers of steel.

Suddenly, a crimson light appeared.

That's the sign that the "high-frequency thermal energy oscillation knife" has been activated.

A solid layer of ice?

Faced with extreme high temperatures and vibrations.

It's just a fragile piece of paper.

"Boom!"

The enormous steel behemoth moved.

The bow of the boat slammed into the ice.

Accompanied by a screeching sound and the loud cracking of ice.

A wide waterway stretched slowly behind the "President".

Ice shards flew everywhere.

White mist rose.

Qin Yu stood in the driver's seat, his hands gripping the control lever.

Looking out at the endless ice field.

A wild, arrogant smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"The Ice Age?"

"Then I'll smash this glacier to pieces!"

……

And it was more than ten nautical miles away from the "President".

On several rafts frozen together.

A group of people were trembling around the "low-grade cast iron furnace".

It was Liu Qiang, the one who was showing off on the channel.

He was wrapped in a worn-out military overcoat and holding a hardened piece of bread in his hand.

Sudden.

He felt the ice beneath his feet vibrating.

"What happened? Was it an earthquake?"

The younger brother next to him looked up in alarm.

"Brother Qiang...look over there..."

Liu Qiang looked in the direction his younger brother was pointing.

All that could be seen was the distant horizon.

A dazzling golden light pierced through the swirling snow.

They rushed towards them at high speed.

Within that golden light.

A massive steel warship, like a chariot that has stepped out of mythology.

Crush everything.

That is……

Qin Yu's ship.

The bread in Liu Qiang's hand fell to the ground.

His lips were trembling.

"What...what kind of monster is this...?"

In this frozen, despairing world.

The true overlord.

Has come.