I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 848 - 938: Poisoned the Whole Ship?

Old Zhou’s hand trembled, and he said painfully, "Wait a little longer, take a look, without some danger, you have no idea what that girl is still hiding."

"Burp~ You’re right, but this meal is just too delicious, it’s hard to ignore."

Code Seven had a dark expression on his face, conscience? Do you have a conscience?

But, what’s going on with Jing Shu’s team? Zhang Lang is up there, nothing can happen!

Finally, Code Seven said in a deep voice, "I’ll lead the team to find them first, and by the way, see where that ship full of Power Users is. It’ll be good to grade them in real-world conditions."

Old Zhou shook his head, "Your heart is still too soft, just go. Remember, don’t take action!"

...

So, Jing Shu, who missed the important information, had no idea about any of this. She was just excited and skillfully led her team to the nearby central air conditioning room, directly starting up the old machine that hadn’t been used in years.

The air conditioning began to whir, and a slight breeze blew past.

Jing Shu had prepared all kinds of poisons and instructed everyone to spread them out at the various air vents.

"There are so many people on this ship, what if there are places the air conditioning doesn’t reach? So, just to be safe, I have to covertly add another wave of poison."

Jing Shu went all out, using her usual concoctions of various poisons, including aphrodisiacs, emetics, and sedatives made into a Mixed Fragrance, igniting it, and using her little insects to place it in every corner of the ship. Absolutely ensuring that everyone could enjoy the painstakingly prepared sedatives.

Others: Thank you very much.

Jing Shu considered many things, even thinking, if these drugs still don’t work and there are any survivors, she had prepared three or four more contingency plans.

After all, boasting the loudest while being the most cowardly, she was responsible for her own life. Without a 99% probability, Jing Shu always treated situations as if she was uncertain.

Strike while the iron is hot. Jing Shu took advantage of the fact that no one on this ship noticed, and struck hard.

As mentioned before, even Zhang Lan from the Elite Team, a C-rank Power User, would be obediently knocked down if shot, so everyone’s bodies were actually similar to that of ordinary people.

Originally, Jing Shu only intended to knock everyone on the ship unconscious, but she never expected that this ship was no ordinary ship; it was half-full of Power Users.

Most of these Power Users were asleep at this moment. After all, what else would they be doing in the middle of the night? They had only arranged for some people to keep watch.

On such a large ship, the Power Users wouldn’t sleep very deeply. Instead, they were very alert; any small disturbance could wake them up instantly.

But the problem was, who would have thought that an utterly shameless opposing force would block them from hundreds of miles away? Blocking them was one thing, but who would expect someone to sneak onto the ship and poison them?

Who the hell would do something this despicable?

By normal logic, the worst they expected was several ships attacking them, or a few Power User ships coming out to battle them.

Anything was possible, and they had made five different plans, but who the hell would have thought things would escalate to this?

The Power Users on this ship never expected it, nor did Jing Shu expect things to go this smoothly.

In their sleep, whether ordinary people or Power Users, they unknowingly snuffed it in their dreams.

Those on duty or piloting the ship still had a trace of reaction.

"Damn, Jett, go get a cleaner over here, the dust is too much."

"Ah, why do I feel so hot, so hot? David, I suddenly find you quite pleasant to look at, come let me kiss you."

"Come on, have fun, let’s dance the elephant dance together~"

"Cough, cough, stay awake, speed up the cruise, we must arrive in three hours to take over dozens to hundreds of ships there. Ugh, Jenny, why are there three of you?"

"Damn, something’s wrong! We seem to have been hit, damn..." Before the words were finished, he fell down.

Moments later, the entire ship was devoid of standing individuals.

To prevent any trouble from survivors, Jing Shu ordered all the little insects to patrol again, ensuring everyone was down before saying into the walkie-talkie, "Alright, everyone’s down, let’s start splitting up for action! Go, go, go!!"

With that, Jing Shu excitedly took the lead.

The four-eyed boy, with his many eyes and even more minds, nodded silently and carried out his step according to plan, thinking to himself that Jing Shu indeed had her methods, monitoring the entire ship; otherwise, how would she know that everyone onboard had gone down?

The task distribution was very simple.

Hao Yunlai and the four-eyed boy were responsible for steering the ship, so they headed to the cabin.

Zhang Lang and Tan Ke were naturally responsible for gathering all the bodies onboard the ferry, tying them up together.

Longmen Formation was tasked with vigilance, finishing off, and patrolling.

Jing Shu’s task was to inventory all supplies, categorize and organize them, determine which ones needed to be handed over and which ones could be kept, after all, leading the team out essentially meant executing a mission under rules.

However, Jing Shu had scouted in advance, and most of this ferry was carrying food supplies and some weapon supplies.

Weapons needed to be handed over, as they were of no personal use to her, conveniently exchangeable for merit.

The food supplies were probably just for the ordinary crew. Jing Shu simply wanted to check if there were any treasures, such as the captain’s collection.

Yet, the most valuable thing on this ferry was the ferry itself, exactly what Jing Shu had her eyes on.

Currently, she felt that going to the Middle East for supplies, three ferries were still a bit too few, having another one could allow for visible and reasonable increase; who wouldn’t want that?

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

A series of muffled thuds echoed, as Tan Ke collected bodies from all corners and piled them on the ferry’s deck.

First a headcount, then report, because, after all, killing pirates earned merit.

After handling these, stripping off the clothes, and taking all assets, it’s finally time to throw them down to feed the rotten corpse insects.

On the deck, a mountain of bodies quickly piled up high.

Meanwhile, Jing Shu’s large ship came to converge, and Jing Shu began carefully transporting the collected supplies to her large ship.

Indeed, this ship seemed to be a logistics support department, bringing plenty of food supplies, but they were just cornmeal and wheat bran. Jing Shu looked down on such level of food; even her crew didn’t want it.

However, when handed over, it could be a decent extra meal for other crew, plus, food itself was quite valuable, so no loss, no loss!

"Captain Jing Shu, please come over for a moment, I discovered something major!" exclaimed Zhang Lang, who was stripping off clothes from each corpse.