A few girls were chatting leisurely and eventually fell asleep!
Fortunately, the deep night on the sea surface was not as cold as Egg Yolk Island, and everyone could get through such a deep night by sticking closer together!
Lu Zhe stayed up for three hours, and found three more drifting coconuts, two bottles, and fifteen passion fruit seeds!
It looked like the last type of plant seeds was in place.
At this time, Ning Shu rubbed her eyes and sat up, she yawned: "Lu Zhe, go to sleep for a while! I'll stand guard next!"
Lu Zhe was also a little tired, seeing Ning Shu say this, he nodded: "Okay! Thanks for your hard work!"
"Oh, you did all the hard work, go to sleep, go to sleep!"
Lu Zhe lay down in the place where Ning Shu had just slept, and fell asleep after a while!
But he hadn't slept long before he was awakened by Ning Shu's horrified voice!
"Lu Zhe, there's something under the water!"
Lu Zhe opened his eyes and looked at the water surface. In an instant, all traces of sleepiness were gone!
He saw a scene that he would never forget in his life!
The deep sea, the twinkling neon lights, and the familiar shape!
This is...
An airliner sunk under the water!
"Oh my god!"
Ning Shu covered her mouth with tears in her eyes!
The other girls were also awakened by the sight, and they all cried out in grief when they saw the scene before them!
"We found our plane..."
"But now it has landed at the bottom of the sea!"
Yes!
In the deep and quiet waters was the outline of a huge airplane!
The navigation lights and strobe lights on the wings were still flickering on and off!
Lu Zhe did not expect to see their plane here either. For a moment, he was also a little stunned!
Lin Qianqian bit her lip: "The plane still has its lights on, could there be someone still alive?"
Lu Zhe shook his head: "Probably not! Even though the economy cabin is well sealed, it cannot provide enough oxygen to sustain breathing for seven days! And also, judging from the plane having sunk into the water, it’s very likely that the fuselage has sprung leaks!"
Tang Xiaoguo said with tears in her eyes: "How pitiful..."
Lu Zhe felt it necessary to check out the plane, and he pondered: "I want to go down and take a look!"
Ning Shu said, "To rescue people? It's too dangerous!"
Lu Zhe shook his head: "I don't have that much ability to rescue people, I just want to see if I can get back to the first class cabin hole, maybe I can find some usable supplies there! Even if I can't find any, I can tie a rope to the plane to prevent the raft from drifting too far!"
Jiang Yao grabbed Lu Zhe's arm all at once: "No, it's too dangerous!"
Tang Xiaoguo grabbed his other arm: “I won't let you go down either!”
Lin Qianqian said, "There are sharks!"
Lu Zhe observed the surroundings: "Don't worry! This sea area doesn't seem to have sharks. Besides, even if you meet a shark, as long as you don't provoke it, it usually won't attack rashly. I know what I'm doing!"
"But it's still too dangerous!"
"But if I don't see what it's like down there, I'll always feel uneasy! Don't worry, if something happens, I'll pull the anchor rope three times, and you guys just pull me up with all your might!"
After saying that, Lu Zhe made a casual salute gesture, turned over and dived into the water!
The four girls screamed together!
Lu Zhe was quite good in the water, and his physique allowed him to stay underwater for a long time!
He pulled on the rope and swam down, with the sound of "glug glug" echoing around his ears!
It was very dark underwater!
He was certain that if it weren't for the plane's navigation lights that penetrated strongly, he would never have been able to spot it at night!
The plane was submerged under water about 50 meters!
When he sank to about 30 meters, Lu Zhe felt tremendous pressure squeezing his chest, and his eyes stung from the seawater, giving him a fainting sensation!
Should he stop diving?
Lu Zhe added 20 potential points to physique and 10 points to aquatics!
He instantly felt reborn, recovering his condition!
Although it was still stuffy, he could keep diving!
The human record for free diving without equipment is 113 meters, and now Lu Zhe felt that with his abilities he could easily break that record!
Seeing that the rope was almost running out, Lu Zhe finally dived to the position of the plane!
He looked inside through the front glass of the plane!
It was gray and vague, when suddenly, a ghastly pale face was plastered against it, and Lu Zhe blew out a stream of bubbles in fright!
He tried hard to calm himself down!
The man looked to be in his forties, wearing a uniform, with his mouth open, as if wanting to say something!
He must be the captain!
One could only imagine how heartbroken his parents, wife and children would be to see him like this.
And behind him was another body floating, already dead for some time, unrecognizable.
Sure enough, it was just as he had initially guessed, it was highly unlikely anyone else on the plane had survived!
Next, Lu Zhe began swimming towards the back.
There was a cargo hatch at the back of the plane. Lu Zhe tried to open it from the outside, but failed. The survival handbook did not contain a method for manually opening the cargo hatch!
Now there was only one way to get into the plane!
The front part of the cargo hold was where he had been before.
That's where Lu Zhe found the damaged hole!
At that time, he and his companions had flown out of the cargo hold through this hole!
Now, because the angle of the navigation lights did not shine inside, Lu Zhe had to feel his way in!
However, during the emergency landing, most of the items in the cabin had been blown out of the plane due to tremendous decompression. Their cabin was left with almost nothing.
What was left was mostly fixed to the fuselage, and even if they could be taken, there was no way to detach them.
Such as onboard TVs, lights, etc.
As Lu Zhe groped around for usable supplies, he still found useful items:
A dinner knife!
It was the kind used to cut steaks, exclusive to first class cabins. It had no tip, only serrated wavy blades, slightly smaller than normal size, about 15cm long. The sharpness was average.
But the material was very good, highly corrosion resistant. After being soaked in seawater for seven days, the surface was still smooth!
It would be much more useful than the small round knife after some sharpening!
Lu Zhe tucked it into his pocket!
Next, he touched a remote control!
It was originally used to control the LED screen, very high-end. When pressed, the small red light at the front actually lit up!
Meaning the batteries were still working!
Take it!
Then he touched a plastic bowl, attached to which was a thin plastic tube and a thin wire!
And there was more than one, there were some next to it too!
Lu Zhe immediately realized these were the oxygen masks on commercial airliners. They would pop out when the cabin air pressure dropped too low!
He tugged on the thin wire, and with a glug glug, bubbles emerged from the plastic bowl!
It still worked!
This was oxygen!
He didn't expect it could still be used here!
He hurriedly put it to his mouth to breathe a few mouthfuls of bubbles, instantly feeling refreshed.
The oxygen cylinders couldn’t be removed, but the plastic tubes, plastic bowls and cotton strings might be useful. He cut them off directly with the knife and took them with him!
Next, he discovered a thick curtain.
He lifted the curtain intending to take it down for later use, but was stunned by the sight behind the curtain!
Through the glass, he saw a huge adjacent cabin.
Beams of light from the navigation lights shone in, illuminating rows of ghastly faces on the seats!
Some people were floating in the cabin, most were still sitting in their seats.
It turned out that except for the few of them, almost all the passengers on this flight had been buried at sea!
Lu Zhe didn't take down the curtain, but put it back to cover the scene.
It was to preserve some dignity for these passengers.
That overwhelming sense of despair hit him again, he couldn't linger any longer!
It was time to leave!
Lu Zhe silently mourned for his countrymen for three seconds, then swam out of the cargo hold's damaged opening!
He pulled the rope three times, and immediately felt a force pulling him up!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
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?"
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
