The men on the two wooden boats probably really didn't expect that they would be hit even though they had already cried, admitted their mistakes and begged for mercy.
Especially Mu Qianqian, who looks like a weak little girl. She grew up in a peaceful era and should have a soft heart, but Mu Qianqian was far beyond their expectations.
At first, they were still begging for mercy and apologizing.
Gradually, probably realizing that begging for mercy and apologizing were of no use, he just started cursing, using the Three Character Classic, the quintessence of Chinese culture, each word more unpleasant than the last.
Listening to their cursing, Nan Ci not only did not feel the slightest bit of anger or disgust, he even thought in his heart that it would be better if they cursed louder.
The harsher they curse, the more determined Mu Qianqian and Zhou Ziyang will be, and the faster these people will die.
The wooden boat could not withstand many collisions, especially at the end, Zhou Ziyang and Mu Qianqian found a trick, and used their cleverness to flip the wooden boat over, and the people on it naturally fell into the water.
The water is so deep and there are no buildings around.
After falling into the water, they could only wait for death.
Although the wooden boat capsized, it did not sink. They were still trying to climb up by clinging to the boat, but Mu Qianqian hit the wooden boat again and they were shaken out.
The weather was very cold, and the water was even colder. These people were wearing very thick clothes, and their clothes were soaked and felt heavy on them.
It didn't take long before their bodies gradually sank.
Watching them sink to the bottom and then floating up again, Mu Qianqian's face turned extremely pale, her legs and feet went weak, and she fell directly into the cabin.
Zhou Ziyang hurriedly supported Mu Qianqian. He seemed to be in better condition than Mu Qianqian, but not much better.
The old Taoist priest stepped forward, and Zhou Ziyang said, "Help her sit in the back. It's not a big deal, don't think too much about it."
Just by listening to the old Taoist's words, you can tell that he is no simple person.
Looking at Li Chuang again, he didn't even look at the floating corpses. He took out a rope from somewhere and was busy working.
One end of the rope was hung on the submarine and the other end was hung on the wooden boat.
Perhaps sensing that Nan Ci was staring at him, Li Chuang turned his head and looked at Nan Ci. "It's a waste to leave these wooden boats here. We might as well take them back and exchange them for some gold."
Nan Ci raised an eyebrow, "You like gold very much?"
It's the end of the world, what else do we need gold for?
But on second thought, gold is a special metal after all. Besides being beautiful and being used as money, it also has other uses.
As long as the government doesn't collapse completely one day, keeping some gold in hand might actually be useful.
There is also some gold in Nan Ci's space, but the amount is not much. So should she also get some gold?
Nan Ci was just thinking about it when he heard Li Chuang burst into laughter.
"Of course I like it! Is there anyone in this world who doesn't like gold?"
Nan Ci thought about it seriously and shook his head, "Who knows!"
Although gold is really lovely, what if there are people in this world who really regard money as dirt?
These two simple conversations made the relationship between them a little closer.
With Li Chuang's reminder, Nan Ci also found a rope from the boat and tied a wooden boat.
The final result was that Li Chuang was pulling two wooden boats by himself, while the old Taoist priest and Nan Ci were pulling one each.
As for the raft they used when they arrived, they simply deflated it, folded it casually, and put it away.
Who needs a kayak when we already have boats?
Having a boat is only the first step. They also need to get fuel. If there is no fuel, let alone finding supplies in the future, it will be a problem whether they can return smoothly today.
Li Chuang told them the location of the fuel, but then another thorny problem arose.
Each barrel of fuel is very heavy. It is extremely difficult to pull it out from the bottom of the water simply by hand.
The three of them looked at each other and frowned.
Nan Ci looked at the rope tied to the boat and said, "How about we use the rope to pull it? I have a set of diving equipment and a long rope at home. I will wear them and tie the fuel to the rope, and you guys can pull it from above."
When Li Chuang heard this, his eyes began to light up, "Really? That's great! I knew you were extraordinary, Nan Ci."
Nan Ci smiled slightly, "Then let's talk about how we should divide the fuel after we get it up."
Cooperation is easy, but distribution is difficult.
Some things are better to be discussed in advance.
Li Chuang said without any hesitation, "What's there to worry about? The stuff is mine. Nan Ci, you have to provide the equipment and go down to tie the ropes. We both contribute the most. You and I will each take 40%, and the three of them will help pull it up together, so they can take the remaining 20%. What do you think?"
From previous contacts, it can be seen that Li Chuang is indeed a rather bold person. He speaks and acts very straightforwardly, but he will never be willing to suffer any loss.
Nan Ci didn't find it strange at all that he would come up with such a distribution plan.
"I don't have any objection." Nan Ci said calmly, then looked at the old Taoist priest and the other two, "What about you?"
The old Taoist priest smiled carefreely, "I, the old Taoist priest, have no objection either."
Mu Qianqian shook her head, and Zhou Ziyang followed suit.
Since everyone had reached a consensus, it was finally decided that the old Taoist priest and his two companions would stay here, while Nan Ci and Li Chuang would go back to get the diving equipment and ropes, and pull the wooden boat back as well.
Fortunately, there was much more fuel in the submarine than Nan Ci had imagined. Not to mention going back, even a round trip would be easy.
They arrived by kayak and it took them two hours to get there.
On the way back, the speed was much faster. It took less than 40 minutes to reach the downstairs of Building 11 of Mingcheng Jiayuan.
The roar of the engine, coupled with the high speed and the splashing sound of water, were very loud.
Not only in Building 11, but also in the windows of Building 12 next door, there were countless heads popping out of the windows, all trying desperately to look out.
Nan Ci even heard someone cheering.
They must have thought that it was someone from the government who had arrived.
But the facts can only disappoint them.
Building No. 11, the exit that was smashed out by Nan Ci and his men, was now full of people. These people were talking in a flurry, shouting and clamoring to go with the officials.
But when they saw clearly that the people on the boat were Nan Ci and Li Chuang, they shut up instantly.
The joy is gone, the hope is gone, there is only shock, curiosity, jealousy and hatred.
Nan Ci had no interest in understanding the complicated looks and thoughts of these people.
Nan Ci turned to look at Li Chuang, "I'll go upstairs to get the equipment. You sell the wooden boat here. If no one wants it here, go to other buildings and ask later."
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