I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 841 - 931: Even in Their Waters, We Can’t Indulge Them!

Chapter 841: Chapter 931: Even in Their Waters, We Can’t Indulge Them!

What? Is there still a material that Jing Shu hasn’t obtained in this era?

This won’t do!

Fish gelatin, isn’t it just fish gelatin! I remember buying some before the apocalypse, but it was long used up, and later there were too many ingredients to manage.

Fish gelatin is the white bubble in a fish’s belly. Before the apocalypse at Wu City Market, it was 30 yuan per KG, a large sack.

Deep sea fish gelatin comes from large fish bubbles dried out; the older the better, full of collagen, selling for thousands per pound even before the apocalypse, and it’s one of the prestigious ingredients.

"No problem, we’ll gather as much of it as we can this time!"

After briefing Liang, he happily went to prepare the supplies.

According to Master Liang, while we are still at peace on the ship, if there is a chance and conditions allow, we should prepare more quick meals.

Once we reach the Middle East, running around endlessly might leave no time for meals! Then, these pre-prepared instant meals can be taken out, soaked or thrown into a pot to cook, simple and convenient yet delicious.

Jing Shu also instructed Master Liang to prepare more low-key food for the lads, otherwise, when the main troops are all chewing on dry bread, their fragrant meals on the road would really annoy others.

With Master Liang, Jing Shu has full confidence in entrusting the kitchen matters to him. Jing Shu likes doing more preventive work.

After the celebration feast was done, Jing Shu instructed for an extra meal on the big ship, since the young lads get hungry fast, and they aren’t relaxing right now, but continuously rolling cigarettes, so after reaching the Middle East, there will be a batch ready for exchange.

Later, under the lead of Guo Tou and Wen Jun, Jing Shu went to tour the newly acquired submarine.

Honestly, the submarine is really impressive, it’s worthy of being called an underwater killer, particularly with torpedoes and mines, these high-damage weapons are more powerful than cannons, throwing a torpedo missile from a super long distance underwater can sink an entire ship.

But unless it’s a critical moment, let’s not use it, since Jing Shu is seeking resources, sending torpedoes means resources blow up, plus there are only two torpedoes in the submarine, extremely precious.

Another serious issue, she doesn’t know how to operate the submarine, nor can she ask ship crew members, since it’s secretly obtained, can’t have the rotten mermaid keep providing propulsion, right? So now Guo Tou and Wen Jun are learning how to handle it, it’s best to delegate such headaches to subordinates, set good rewards, and wait for them to deliver results.

Isn’t that what bosses do?

Night falls, the sea wind rages, the black seawater crashes onto the ferry, making a lapping sound.

Jing Shu’s first day at sea finally passed safely, she was still on the sixth-floor grand flat of the ferry, letting the Hulks lay out all the furniture and living supplies brought.

The biggest advantage of doing this is that if the ferry encounters an attack or needs to flee, the Hulks can grab and run.

After Jing Shu trained them a few times, the Hulks packed Jing Shu’s belongings up and jumped into the sea in 15 seconds.

Jing Shu is quite satisfied with this because with the alert rotten mermaid, even if anything happens, the rotten mermaid is the first target, giving a sufficient 15-second survival time.

This is why she can boldly feed chickens, ducks, cows, and pigs in the Magic Cube Space and check the spirit field planting situation, while also hastening her seafood growth.

Finally, she is content to start practicing the Magic Cube, wanting to upgrade it ahead of reaching the Middle East, clearing out more space!

Yet upgrading the Magic Cube is at a bottleneck, seems only new energy can advance it!

The next day was a calm one. The broadcast delivered occasional safety reports from scouting teams in various directions.

This left the elite team patrolling very disappointed, they even sailed around for a long time proactively, but encountered not even a large mosquito.

Meanwhile, Jing Shu spent the day simulating team coordination and escape exercises with her squad members and Zhang Lang, understanding the new members’ abilities.

On the third day, the fleet reached the docks of Vietnam and Cambodia.

All captured ships and unused materials from day one were traded for new items and resources, starting again.

But Jing Shu felt this was entirely unnecessary, as only 5 ships captured, dozens of ships could load more, then trade things at the dock.

She had a sense they went on purpose to release messages from above.

Actually, arriving at Cambodia’s dock, Jing Shu was quite stunned.

Long before the fleet reached the dock, the sea was filled with people and wooden boats.

These people are thin and dark, some constantly grabbing rotten corpse insects in the water, knotting them up, tossing onto boats, where they bind them to prevent escape.

Seeing Jing Shu’s massive fleet, they were unruly, instead of fearing, scrambling to climb from water.

Worse, some even sneaked under the boat to grab anything they could.

Jing Shu’s fleet consists of ferries, fully armed and modified before going to sea, with rotten mermaids guarding below.

Official ships are all steel ships, even if locals dive beneath with hammers, they can’t snatch anything.

But the elite team’s small boat fleet suffered.

"Damn, are these people crazy? They even stole the lifebuoy from my boat!"

"This is insane, they’re impoverished, the anchor from my boat is gone, call headquarters, can we hit them? They’re too bold."

"Hey, so many people, just like going to the beach before the apocalypse, dense, who can you hit? Whom? Hit all? Plus, dealing with civilians in their sea area, better watch your stuff."

"Attention all teams! Guard personal assets, if things are stolen, you have permission to take them back! We won’t tolerate anyone! Repeat!"

When the cannon fired, those unruly locals scattered like startled birds, disappearing swiftly.

Yang Yang shook his head with binoculars: "By observing the sea, it’s obvious Cambodians have it hard, even picking rotten corpse insects clean, Huaxia uses them as fuel, here it’s for survival."