Global tsunami, the end of the world is coming.
Ninety-nine percent of the land sank into the deep sea, and the survivors relied on the system to survive on the endless sea.
When Lin Ting opened his eyes, he found that he only had a broken raft and a supply box that was about to bottom out.
Storms at sea, mutated sea monsters, lack of resources... And the human heart that is more terrifying than natural disasters.
While other survivors were still fighting for a mouthful of fresh water, Lin Ting lowered his head and looked at the blue water blade hovering quietly in his palm.
She raised her hand only slightly as the predators clamored and surrounded her battered boat.
Later, the survivors of the World Channel began to circulate some news privately:
"Take a detour to the foggy sea in the east... Last time, all the people from the Black Shark were trapped inside, and the bottom of the boat looked like something had cut it."
"Huh? I heard that he was pierced by a water arrow! It was just one person, a woman!"
"Damn, last time I saw her fleet passing by from a distance, I just turned off the engine and pretended to be dead... Don't look at each other, because I felt like I would be watched."
"What a boss, that's a living king of hell..."
Lin Ting turned off the world channel that occasionally flashed messages, and turned to look at the fleet that was beginning to take shape behind him, as well as those untouchable companions on the deck.
The morning mist filled the air, and her voice was calm:
"The weather is nice today. Are we going to take care of some blind pirate's nest?"
"It's suitable. Go and take out the sentry tower in the west that always fires cold guns."
