Super Ship: Matchmaking starts with black and white stockings sisters

……

At the same time.

Dozens of nautical miles away.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

Unlike the later scenes filled with scheming and bloodshed.

The deck of the "President" was filled with an atmosphere of leisure that was enviable.

The motor of the automatic fishing net hummed softly.

Qin Yu moved a beach chair and sat at the stern of the boat.

He held in his hand the SSS-grade "Sea King Rod" that shimmered with dark golden light.

"Ruo Bing".

"Move the parasol a little to the left."

"My legs are showing off."

Qin Yu gave the instructions lazily.

Li Ruobing rolled her eyes dramatically.

He was holding a rag and was maintaining the heavy machine gun.

"Move it yourself!"

"I'm a combatant, not your babysitter!"

"We'll see."

"What's wrong with getting a tan? It makes you look more manly."

Although that's what they say.

But the girl still stretched out her long leg and kicked the base of the parasol to the left.

It just covered Qin Yu's calves.

"Saying one thing and meaning another."

Qin Yu smiled.

With a slight flick of the wrist.

The fishing line drew a beautiful arc in the air, carrying a special bait, and landed precisely on the sea surface a hundred meters away.

"Thump."

The splash was very small.

But Qin Yu could sense a strange fluctuation spreading out from underwater.

That's an effect unique to SSS-grade fishing rods.

"Brother Qin Yu, have some water."

Yao Qian walked over with a glass of freshly cut lemonade.

The girl was wearing a white sailor uniform.

The skirt was very short, revealing a pair of slender, beautiful legs covered in white stockings.

After last night's caresses, her once somewhat childish face now possessed a touch of womanly charm.

"good."

Qin Yu took the water and casually patted her shapely buttocks.

"ah……"

Yao Qian gasped, her face flushed, but she didn't dodge.

Instead, she squatted down next to Qin Yu's legs.

She reached out her little hand and gently massaged his thigh muscles.

"How's the pressure?"

"Hmm, not bad, your technique is getting more and more professional."

Qin Yu squinted, enjoying the rare tranquility.

In this apocalyptic world.

You can enjoy lemonade, get a massage from a beautiful woman, and leisurely go fishing.

This is practically the life of a god.

"Buzz—"

Suddenly, the fishing rod in my hand vibrated.

"They're here."

Qin Yu's eyes narrowed.

The arm muscles tensed up instantly.

That's not the feeling of a fish biting the hook.

It's a heavy, sinking feeling.

It's a supply crate!

"rise!"

Qin Yu gave a low shout.

The resilience of the SSS-grade fishing rod was on full display at this moment.

The slender tip of the pole bent into a full moon, yet showed no sign of breaking.

"Splash!"

A wooden box covered with seaweed emerged from the water.

With a forceful throw from Qin Yu, it landed steadily on the deck.

【Ding! 】

[Received: Low-level Supply Box (E) x1]

Qin Yu pursed his lips.

"Another low-level one."

Somewhat disappointed.

He casually swung his hand, and the dagger in his hand flashed across the ground.

The box opened with a click.

Several packets of compressed biscuits and two bottles of mineral water rolled out of it.

"It's food again."

Yao Qian picked up the items and sorted them into the storage basket next to her.

There was already a full basket of bread, sausages and instant noodles.

"Our current food reserves should be enough to last us for several months, right?"

"Even if you drift at sea for a year, you won't starve to death."

Qin Yu shook his head.

You can never have too much food.

"This will be a valuable currency in the future."

"It can save your life."

He cast his line again.

For the next half hour...

Qin Yu was like a heartless purchasing machine.

Raise the rod.

Raise the rod.

Pick up the pole again.

All of them are low-level supply boxes.

There were even a few unfortunate mutated sea fish that Yao Xue dissected and studied.

"What luck..."

"Did you use up all your luck yesterday?"

Qin Yu felt somewhat helpless.

I glanced at the automatic fishing net next to me.

It was full of discarded building materials like wooden planks and plastic bottles.

Although it can be used to expand ships.

But what Qin Yu lacks now is high-level blueprints or equipment.

"Brother Yu."

Li Ruobing, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up.

The voice was somewhat muffled.

"We're running low on bullets."

She pointed to the ammunition box next to the heavy machine gun.

"I just loaded another bolt of bullets to scare that vixen."

"What's left now."

"At most, it's only enough for this big guy to roar for two minutes."

"What if we encounter a sea monster tide of the same scale as yesterday again?"

"Or perhaps Zhang Nanhai really did lead his men to charge in headfirst."

"If you finish hitting it in two minutes, it'll become a fire poker."

Li Ruobing's concerns are not unfounded.

Heavy machine guns are powerful.

But this thing is a money-devouring beast.

The rate of fire is several thousand rounds per minute.

Without sufficient ammunition supplies, this thing is just for show.

Qin Yu frowned.

This is also a problem he has been worried about.

While you can win weapons through the system's lottery, bullets are consumables.

"fine."

Qin Yu said in a deep voice.

"Besides machine gun turrets, we also have cannons and airplanes."

That being said...

But Qin Yu gripped the fishing rod even tighter.

He silently recited it in his heart.

"System Master."

"Give it your all!"

"Let's get something substantial."

"Stop feeding me bread all the time, I'm sick of it."

Perhaps his prayers were truly heard.

Or perhaps the SSS-grade fishing rod is finally starting to show its power.

Just then.

The fishing rod suddenly plunged downwards!

This time.

It was incredibly powerful!

They almost pulled Qin Yu off the chair!

"Holy crap?!"

Qin Yu was taken aback.

He braced his feet against the anchor posts on the deck, used his waist to push himself back.

"Bulk shipment!"

"This is definitely a large shipment!"

This feels great.

"Quick! Help!"

Qin Yu roared.

Upon seeing this, Yao Qian and Li Ruobing immediately rushed over.

Yao Qian hugged Qin Yu's waist, and Li Ruobing grabbed Qin Yu's arm.

The three of them worked together.

It was like a tug-of-war.

"One, two, three! Pull!!"

On the sea.

The water surged violently.

A huge dark shadow is struggling desperately underwater.

That's not a living thing.

Because it can't swim, it just keeps sinking.

That's gravity!

"Get up!!!"

The veins on Qin Yu's forehead bulged.

A roar.

The SSS-grade fishing rod emitted a teeth-grinding "creak" sound and burst forth with a terrifying elasticity.

"boom!"

The water surface exploded.

A metal box gleaming with a faint blue light was pulled out like a cannonball.

It slammed heavily onto the deck.

It emitted a dull, loud thud.

Even a behemoth like the "President" ship swayed a couple of times.

That box.

It is made entirely of some unknown dark blue metal.

There is no lock on it.

There is only one complex mechanical turntable.

Right in the center of the box.

It is engraved with a large letter:

**【B】**

"A Grade B treasure chest?!"

Li Ruobing exclaimed in surprise.

"How come it's only a B-level?"

"That was so powerful just now, I thought it was an S-class weapon!"

Qin Yu, panting heavily, wiped the sweat from his brow.

His eyes, however, were unusually intense.

"No."

"This box is only grade B."

"But the quantity..."

"It's definitely not an ordinary product."

A typical B-grade treasure chest only contains a few dozen kilograms of items.

But this thing.

When Qin Yu lifted the rod just now, he felt it weighed at least several hundred kilograms!

What kind of thing can have this weight in a B-grade product?

Besides that kind of thing...

Qin Yu thought of something.

A look of wild joy curled at the corner of his mouth.

He stepped forward.

"Click".

A crisp sound.

The lid of the box slowly popped open.

A cold, oily smell instantly filled the air.

That's the smell of war.

"This is……"

Li Ruobing leaned over and took a look.

Followed by.

Her eyes were wide open, bigger than copper bells, and her mouth was agape in an "O" shape.

"Oh My God……"

"Sent..."

"Brother Yu! We're rich!!"

Inside the enormous metal box...

Neatly stacked, bright yellow metal chains.

Every single one.

They're all as thick as a finger.

The bullet was sharp and painted with red paint to indicate its armor-piercing and incendiary properties.

under the sun.

It exudes a mesmerizing, deathly glow.

**[Acquired: 12.7mm Heavy Machine Gun Universal Ammunition Box (Grade B)]**

**[Contents: Armor-piercing incendiary ammunition belt x 10]**

**[Quantity: 500000 rounds!]**

**[Includes: 2 spare barrels, 5 bottles of gun oil.]**

Five hundred thousand rounds!

And it was an armor-piercing incendiary bomb!

These bullets leave a hole when they hit a raft, and a cloud of blood when they hit a person.

Even a giant mosasaur.

If you get hit by a burst of bullets, you'll be riddled with holes!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Qin Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He reached out and grabbed a heavy tether, hanging it around his neck.

That cold, heavy touch made him feel incredibly at ease.

"Who just said we were out of bullets?"

Qin Yu looked at Li Ruobing with a mocking gaze.

Li Ruobing blushed with excitement.

He pounced on the box, grabbed a handful of bullets, and rubbed them against his face.

Like a pervert.

"Enough! That's enough!"

"Five hundred thousand rounds!"

"With these treasures..."

"Let alone Zhang Nanhai."

"Even if that Dragon King really came, I'd dare to pull out his dragon tendons!"

Yao Xue also came over.

He pushed up his glasses and looked at the box full of deadly weapons.

Even with her composure, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up in a smile.