Everyone's surviving in the Dead Sea, my fishing boat is evolving infinitely.

"Damn it, boss! This kid's picking on the weaker guys in our team!"

"Then why don't you go help him?"

Zhao Long said coldly.

Upon hearing this, the player in the second-tier ship immediately fell silent.

Are you kidding me?

His ship was just an ordinary second-class vessel, without even the spikes at the front. How could it compare to Lu Shuo's ship?

Moreover, this kid has realized he's about to die and is now in a state of madness. Anyone who goes near him is courting death. He might even be able to trade a few of their level 2 ships before he dies.

"Boss, this can't go on. Two of our Tier 1 ships have already been destroyed."

Zhao Long squinted and sneered, "It's just a first-class ship. There are countless servers. It's a good thing these brothers died. I will remember them and offer three incense sticks at their graves next year."

"Even after they die, the materials on the ship will still be useful to us. It's still a contribution to our brothers, isn't that a good thing?"

"This world is destined to be a survival of the fittest. They were just first-class ships; their deaths are no big deal. Is there any need to be so surprised?"

Zhao Long sneered.

The other second-tier boaters around him exchanged glances, but ultimately remained silent.

They also agreed with Zhao Long's idea.

The fact that these brothers died is a contribution to them; the ship's materials, steel, and fuel can replenish their supplies.

"That's good, I'm glad you share my thoughts."

"We're destined to become an elite squad, and once the guild system is unlocked, we'll register as an elite guild!"

"These weaker brothers can only drag us down."

The first-class ship players were too far away to hear what their leader was saying.

"Boss, help me! Help me!"

Zhao Long remained unmoved, coldly watching Lu Shuo rampage through the middle of the first-class ships.

Given the strength of Lu Shuo's Class II ships, any collision with them would almost always result in the destruction of the ship and loss of life.

Before long, the original five first-class ships had been reduced to just one.

The contestant on the ship stood on the deck, looking at his boss with his cold eyes and Lu Shuo rushing towards him. He finally understood.

"Sima Zhao Long, you cold-blooded, heartless bastard, you're destined for a horrible death! I'll be waiting for you in hell!"

"What are the eighteen levels of hell? When I get to hell, I'll skin Yama's skin and use it as my bed!"

Zhao Long laughed heartily, completely ignoring his insults.

Lu Shuo wasn't some saint; he understood the current situation, but what did it have to do with him?

High-speed collision!

Lu Shuo steered his boat toward the contestant, and with a loud crash, the boat was instantly torn to pieces and fell apart.

The last unfortunate contestant fell into the sea and was instantly torn apart by a group of sea monsters, his blood flowing in the seawater.

"Look at how fragile our brothers on this class of ships are. I told you, they would have died yesterday without us. This is a good thing."

"Because he spoke rudely to me just now, there's no need to collect his body after he dies. Let him become nourishment for the Dead Sea."

Zhao Long laughed heartily.

Is this idiot out of his mind?

Lu Shuo seriously doubted his mental state.

"But for this kind of person, brotherhood is all bullshit, so it's normal for him to behave this way."

Although he had wrecked all five first-class ships, Lu Shuo now faced four intact second-class ships.

Moreover, the contestants piloting the level 2 ships are all ruthless and cunning, which makes things even more troublesome.

"Do these idiots really think I can fight so many people by myself?"

Lu Shuo had been looking for an opportunity to break through.

In Zhao Long's eyes, he was a madman who had gone mad and wanted to kill them all.

But is this really the case?

In fact, the location where Lu Shuo rammed the ship was also significant.

At that moment, he smashed the last boat, which ironically created an opening for him to launch a surprise attack.

No one can hold him here anymore; two of the four ships are in the same spot.

This actually gave him a way out!

A miraculous escape from despair, until we meet again!

Without hesitation, Lu Shuo steered the boat away.

What do you mean by mutual destruction?

That's something you only do when you have no other choice.

Now that he finally has a way out, how could he possibly stay here to die?

Survival is the only true meaning of life in the apocalypse!

In just a few seconds, he had dashed hundreds of meters away.

Zhao Long and his companions stood on the deck, somewhat disheveled by the wind.

"That bastard tricked us!"

As Zhao Long watched the departing ships, he suddenly understood the crux of the matter.

He was so angry that his neck turned red.

I'm almost 40 years old, and I got played by such a young kid. It's an absolute disgrace!

"Chase after him! I'll tear him to pieces!"

"But boss, what do we do with the remaining materials?"

The younger brother asked.

He was referring to the legacy left behind by the players who had just died.

"What's the rush? Let's kill that fat sheep first. He definitely has the upgrade blueprints for a level 3 ship."

"What are the steel components of these few first-class ships compared to those upgrade blueprints?"

"Chase!"

Zhao Long took the lead, steer the fishing boat at full power, and chased after Lu Shuo in the direction he had left.

"Warning, warning! Durability is less than 15%!"

"If we continue sailing, the ship may experience unforeseen malfunctions!"

Lu Shuo's expression flickered between light and shadow, illuminated by the red and blue light from the display screen.

"Damn it, durability is a real problem. Even if my propellers don't stop spinning because of durability, if this continues, I'm afraid my deck will fall apart."

During the journey, one of the spikes on the bow of Lu Shuo's ship had fallen into the sea, and every now and then several pieces of iron would fall off the ship, a truly pitiful sight.

"No, the ship can't go any faster. Although the fuel tank and propeller can hold up, parts keep falling off the ship. If we sail a few more kilometers like this, I'm afraid the ship will be nothing but an empty shell."

"Damn it, these beasts actually targeted me today."

Lu Shuo had no choice but to reduce the ship's speed.

However, his speed decreased, while Zhao Long's speed remained consistently high.

"I see it! That brat's slowing down. He's just ahead; he can't hold on much longer!"

Zhao Long squinted, already noticing the ship ahead that he both coveted and hated.

Tier 3 vehicle blueprints, here I come!

"Once I can upgrade to a Tier 3 ship, I'll have a huge following after I register a guild. I'll be the undisputed ruler of the Dead Sea!"

Zhao Long increased his speed even further and quickly caught up with Lu Shuo.

"Kid, get down here right now and stop resisting."

"If you want to play, I can play with you. But your durability probably isn't up to par, is it?"

"Look, almost all the parts have fallen off, poor thing."

"Haha, boss, don't provoke this kid. What if he goes crazy?"

On the fishing boat.

Lu Shuo ignored the barking of the mad dogs outside and instead opened his private chat with Zhang Yan.

"How about we make a deal?"