If they hadn't been on the bamboo raft, the girls would have jumped up.
Compared to the young girls, Shen Bing's mood was very complicated.
This meant the plane still had not been discovered until now.
Thinking of some similar shocking incidents that had happened in the world, some that hadn't found the black box or the accident site for even ten years or more.
More than two months, the colleagues and the plane full of passengers were probably already considered missing.
Of course, this included herself and the five college students!
Lu Zhe pulled out a long rope, tied one end to the tail of the plane, and the other end to the bamboo raft, to prevent the raft from drifting away from this spot.
Ning Shu asked, "Lu Zhe, what's the situation underwater?"
Lu Zhe climbed onto the bamboo raft and wiped his face: "A little murky."
Shen Bing worriedly said, "Is it cadaveric liquid?"
Lu Zhe shook his head: "There's a hint of rust, probably some rusted parts of the plane or some kind of leak."
Jiang Yao said distressfully, "Will it damage the eyes?"
To be frank, if it had been before, Lu Zhe wouldn't have dared to dive in directly either, but now his physique was ten times that of ordinary people, and he was confident in dealing with the underwater situation.
"It's fine, my eyes don't feel any discomfort at all, the concentration is probably not high."
Jiang Yao asked, "Did you see the situation in the cabin?"
Lu Zhe shook his head: "I'm afraid there are psychological shadows, I didn't dare look inside."
Shen Bing nodded: "Okay, rest for a while before going down again. Later go directly to the back of the plane and open the cargo hold using the method I taught you."
"No need, I can go down now."
"Be careful!"
"Okay!"
Lu Zhe took a few deep breaths, then dived into the water again.
This time, he swam directly to the tail!
Just below the tail was the door to the cargo hold.
Lu Zhe held his breath, steadying himself against the fuselage as he groped bit by bit, and quickly found the door.
Then, on the door was a 40 centimeter long rectangular thing.
It could close automatically, but could also be easily opened, like an extra-large gas tank cap on a car.
Inside was a large pull handle.
Bracing himself against the fuselage, he grabbed the handle and pulled hard!
"Creak!"
He had actually pulled it open!
Although he had opened it very easily, Lu Zhe was not happy at all.
Because this meant there was no pressure difference inside and outside the cargo hold!
The cargo hold was obviously also flooded.
This meant many supplies might not be preserved.
Lu Zhe opened the hold door!
"Gurgle!"
A stream of bubbles surged upward.
It was pitch black inside, concentrating his perception, his eyes were like fitted with night vision goggles, gradually making out the objects inside.
The cargo hold had taken on water, but was not completely submerged.
Because the damage was not at the very top of the hold, there was a 30 centimeter air layer that had not leaked out at the top. Lu Zhe quickly swam up and took a breath.
However just that one breath, he nearly vomited directly.
The air was permeated with a rancid odor that made one extremely nauseous.
It was probably some spoiled cargo food that had rotted in the hold.
But fortunately there was still oxygen.
Packages big and small were all crammed in the cargo hold. Most were soaking in the water, only a few stacked on top had not been completely soaked, but seawater would seep along the fabric, so even those not completely submerged were basically all drenched.
Hopefully some useful supplies could be found inside!
Lu Zhe hauled down the two outermost suitcases, tying them to the rope.
Then he grabbed a large backpack and a handbag himself.
Then he closed the hold door and swam out.
Half a minute later, Lu Zhe came ashore, and the girls busily dried him off.
The first batch of supplies had been successfully salvaged.
"Great, great!"
"Did water get in the cargo hold?"
Lu Zhe nodded: "Flooded too, don't know how much inside can still be used."
"Let's open them and see!"
Shen Bing picked up the handbag first, wanting to unzip it but found it locked with a small padlock!
Most checked luggage had locks, combination or regular small padlocks.
After soaking so long, basically rusted stuck.
Lu Zhe took it and pried with a finger, "snap", breaking the padlock in two.
Shen Bing stared blankly: "Lu Zhe, what did you grow up eating?"
"That's not important, let's see what's inside!"
Opening the zipper, taking out a pile of soaked clothes.
Opening them one by one, men's undershirts, plaid shirts, underwear, and a few pairs of socks.
Shen Bing wrung them out, the undershirts and underwear were ruined.
Two pairs of jeans and a belt were intact.
Lu Zhe tried them, a bit fat, somewhat short.
Could be made into jean shorts.
Keep them!
A pair of tourist shoes could still be worn, one size bigger than Lu Zhe's feet.
Also toiletries, toothpaste squeezed out messily by water pressure, but three new toothbrushes were treasures.
Boxed graphics cards and unknown computer accessories made one guess the owner was probably a computer nerd.
Lu Zhe rummaged through the accessories for a long time, but didn't even find a single screwdriver.
Putting the things aside for now, hurriedly opening the second backpack.
All women's clothes and personal items.
A set of leather clothes, a swimsuit, swim goggles, some panties, sanitary pads, an electric toothbrush that was miraculously undamaged.
Also found two boxes of azithromycin, a bottle of painkillers and a bottle of ibuprofen.
Also several bags of snacks and hot sauce.
Ning Shu happily took them.
"Look at the cup size..."
"Haha C!" Ning Shu was even happier: "Mine!"
Jiang Yao sized it up: "Class rep, what's your size?"
"Between BC, why?"
Keep them!
Next the third suitcase, opening it revealed two high-end suits, shirts and leather shoes, books basically ruined from soaking, scraps clinging messily to the clothes.
Luckily the suits and shirts were undamaged, and the shoe size was the same as Lu Zhe's.
There were also a laptop, two bottles of premium red wine. Also found some sedatives and anti-inflammatory medicine.
Probably a businessman.
The fourth suitcase was also a woman's.
All kinds of clothes for different occasions, decent quality, most could probably still be worn after rinsing with fresh water. Two pairs of shoes, some stockings, bras, sanitary pads, and a whole set of SK-II skincare products.
"Wow, we can use all this!"
"Quick, check the cup size!"
"D!" Jiang Yao happily cheered: "This one's mine!"
Next, she discovered something unusual beneath the bras.
A silicone rod-shaped product.
Suddenly she screamed, disgustedly throwing it aside, making the other girls both shy and wanting to laugh.
Just four packages, and they had obtained so many useful things already.
The girls were elated, but Lu Zhe did not seem very happy.
"What's wrong, Lu Zhe? These things are very useful to us."
Lu Zhe nodded, then sighed somewhat regretfully: "Yeah, but...didn't find truly useful stuff!"
The girls looked at each other, all a bit confused.
Only Ning Shu seemed to understand everything. She patted Lu Zhe on the shoulder and consoled: "It's okay, there's still so many packages to salvage, there's bound to be couples or spouses who brought that kind of thing!"

uld barely embark on the path to immortality. Just as he was on the verge of death, his golden finger awakened. No matter whether it was poison, drained blood and vital energy, diminished lifespan, or any other physical debuff caused by paying a price—once midnight passed, everything would be refreshed. From then on, whenever someone asked what kind of person Chu Ran was, the answer was simple: Forbidden arts that other cultivators dared not learn? Chu Ran would learn them. Prices that even demonic cultivators dared not pay? Chu Ran would pay them. Lifespan that even righteous cultivators dared not burn? Chu Ran would burn it. All the blood essence in his body? Take it. Want both his hands and feet? He would cut them off and send them to you. You say he’s finished? He wasn’t built to sit idle. You think he’s gone mad? No—he was simply waiting for midnight. From that day onward, Chu Ran would respect neither Heaven nor Earth, bow to neither gods nor ghosts. He had only one wish: For midnight to arrive a little sooner.

end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"