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!"

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.