23: The more shameful the captain's quirks, the more valuable they are!

The engine let out a wheezing roar, so hot it felt like it was about to blow a cylinder.

Ferry No. 819, like a crazed loach, pulled off an extreme drift on the edge of the white mist.

The mist behind it was like a living thing, churning up a monstrous vortex.

Vaguely, one could still hear chewing sounds coming from within.

Crunch, crunch...

"Hold on tight! We're going to fishtail!" Chen Du slammed the ship's wheel.

The entire ship immediately tilted to a 45-degree angle, its waterline pushed to the limit.

A game of "human bowling" played out on the deck.

"Ah—! Help!"

"It hurts! My butt feels like it's been smashed to pieces!"

The girls crashed into a heap like tumbling gourds.

Zhou Qian and Zhao Mengmeng had it the worst.

These two poor souls rolled straight from the bow to the stern.

Their heads knocked against the railing, seeing stars, and they nearly fainted.

As long as you run fast enough, Death can't catch you.

Ten minutes later, the ferry finally rushed out of that eerie sea area.

The long-lost sunlight spilled back onto the deck.

"Whew..."

Chen Du wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and glanced at the dashboard.

The fuel gauge showed less than 50% remaining.

"Chen Du! You explain this to me!"

Before he could catch his breath, a sharp rebuke exploded in his ear.

Ye Qiu steadied her crooked glasses, her chest heaving with anger.

She pointed at the pile of colorful cardboard boxes on the deck, her delicate body trembling.

"I just heard from Zhou Qian that our clothes and cosmetics were traded for fruit?"

"Chen Du! Have you lost your mind!"

Li Yaozhi also walked in with a cold, pretty face. "I am very disappointed in you, Captain."

"Although you are the captain, you cannot treat everyone's lives as a joke. At a time like this, we need survival supplies, not... not these types of adult toys!"

"Is there anything in your head besides dirty thoughts?"

Although the girls on the deck didn't dare to speak, their eyes were filled with skepticism.

Everyone was living frugally, saving every bit.

Yet the captain, of all people, traded for a pile of stockings and lipsticks?

Who wouldn't panic? This is the apocalypse!

Facing the verbal assault, Chen Du appeared unusually calm.

He reached into a fruit basket nearby and took out a lychee.

He peeled it and popped it into his mouth.

Slurp! The juice overflowed, sweet to the heart.

"Just a moment ago, you were all smiling like flowers... and you're saying this is trash?"

Chen Du spat out the lychee pit and looked at Ye Qiu with a half-smile. "Branch Secretary, and Study Committee Member, your perspective is too narrow. In this world, trash is just a resource in the wrong place."

"You call this a resource?" Ye Qiu grabbed a Dior lipstick. "Can you eat this? Or can you stab a zombie to death with it?"

"Superficial."

Chen Du shook his head and stood up from the rattan chair.

His usual slacker, lecherous demeanor was completely gone!

"Everyone, listen up."

His gaze swept over every girl present.

"Immediately, right now, change into these clothes. You must wear full makeup, and make it as sexy as possible."

"That is an order."

The whole place fell into dead silence.

An Nuonuo weakly raised her small hand: "Cap... Captain, do we really have to wear them? Um... it's a bit shameful, there's so little fabric."

"You can choose not to wear them, and only wear turf from now on."

Chen Du pointed in the direction of the lower deck. "Or go join Zhou Qian and the others in scrubbing toilets."

Upon hearing this, the women scattered like birds and beasts.

Are you kidding! Who would want to smell poop?

And... those are high-end couture! What girl could refuse beautiful clothes?

Even if it's the apocalypse, one must die beautifully!

Half an hour later.

The deck of Ferry No. 819 turned into Milan Fashion Week.

Fragrant breezes blew, and the pale, beautiful legs were very eye-catching.

Ye Qiu changed into a pink and white nurse outfit, the skirt hem dangerously short.

She clutched the hem of her skirt, not daring to look up at all.

"Tsk tsk, this outfit was practically tailor-made for you."

Chen Du let out a wolf whistle. "Uniform temptation, you really know how to play. Is this the true value of an angel in white?"

"Shut up! Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out!" Ye Qiu was dying of shame and anger, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

On the other side, Xia Mo changed into a Japanese-style JK plaid skirt.

White stockings wrapped around her slender calves, creating a sense of contrast-cuteness.

And the most stunning one was Li Yaozhi.

She chose a black high-slit qipao.

The exquisite tailoring perfectly outlined her S-shaped curves, with the slit extending all the way to the base of her thigh.

As she walked, those straight, long, beautiful legs were visible intermittently, exuding a deadly temptation amidst her cold, glamorous demeanor.

She was simply the ceiling of "older sister" types.

"Wow..."

Xia Lai was wearing a deep V-neck evening gown, holding a wine glass to pose.

She leaned over to Li Yaozhi, her fingers sliding mischievously across that smooth spine.

"Study Committee Member, this skin... is it made of milk?"

Xia Lai drooled, her eyes fixed intently. "If I were a man, I would definitely have gone into shock from excessive blood loss by now."

Li Yaozhi slapped her hand away in disgust: "Xia Lai, wipe the drool from the corner of your mouth, it's disgusting."

Chen Du narrowed his eyes, like a decadent monarch reviewing his harem.

His gaze scanned them one by one.

Must admit, the beauty on this ship doesn't lose to the entertainment industry.

"Captain, have you seen enough?"

Li Yaozhi crossed her arms and looked coldly at Chen Du. "If you just wanted to satisfy your low-level hobbies, then your goal has been achieved."

"Can you tell us what we are going to do now?"

"Don't rush, the main event has just begun."

Chen Du walked up to Li Yaozhi.

The distance between them was very close, close enough to smell each other's breath.

"What do you want to do?" Li Yaozhi asked vigilantly, the muscles in her calves tensing up.

"Borrowing you for an experiment, bear with it."

Chen Du suddenly reached out and pressed onto Li Yaozhi's rounded, fragrant shoulders.

Skin touched skin, heat was transferred.

Li Yaozhi stiffened all over!

Just as she was about to lash out, she heard Chen Du's deep voice ring in her ear:

"I Sacrifice! Exchange for supplies!"

Hum—! In his mind, the ancient notebook flipped open suddenly.

This time, the notebook seemed exceptionally excited.

The eyeball pattern on the cover actually turned slightly!

The next second.

A bizarre scene occurred.

"Ah!!!" Li Yaozhi suddenly let out a scream.

Just like that, the expensive black qipao on her body seemed to be swallowed up and disappeared into thin air!

Without any warning! Completely vanished!

"Ah!" Li Yaozhi reacted extremely quickly, immediately hugging her chest and squatting down into a ball.

Her fair skin was blindingly white in the sunlight.

The visual impact of that moment was maxed out!

All the girls present were stunned.

This... what kind of magic is this?! Clothes exploding without a word?! Is this really a serious experiment?!

【Ding! Sacrifice successful!】

【Sacrifice judgment: A high-slit qipao tainted with the body scent of a top-tier school beauty, and containing extreme feelings of shame, anger, and panic.】

【Evaluation: A double treat of material and spirit! The notebook is high!】

【Critical reward triggered!】

【Obtained: High-purity diesel x10 barrels!】

【Obtained: Pure drinking water x50 liters!】

【Obtained: Fresh beef x10 jin!】

Clang! Clang!

As the notification sound finished, heavy crates of supplies smashed onto the deck out of thin air.

Just like an airdrop, they were stacked neatly together.

All the girls widened their eyes, looking at the pile of supplies that had appeared out of thin air, their jaws nearly hitting the ground.

Their worldviews were shattered all over the floor.

That was fuel, clean water, and fresh meat!

In the current trading market, one liter of fuel can be traded for ten jin of gold!

And Chen Du... only used a piece of clothing?

"This... this is unscientific!" Ye Qiu pushed up her glasses, her worldview completely collapsed.

She looked at the Dior lipstick in her hand. "That qipao... was worth at most half a loaf of bread... why..."

"Because of the added value."

Chen Du was in a great mood.

He looked down at Li Yaozhi, who was squatting on the ground, a hint of smugness curling his lips:

"Ordinary clothes are trash, but when worn by you, they are treasures! Plus that moment of panic, the value increased a hundredfold!"

"This is my god-level talent!"

"Understand now? This is called emotional monetization."

Chen Du spread his hands.

With an expression of "I'm a profiteer and I'm proud of it," he added, "As long as your thinking doesn't slide, there are always more solutions than difficulties."

"CHEN! DU!!"

Li Yaozhi was almost driven mad with anger, on the verge of losing it completely.

She, the dignified Study Committee Member, the aloof school beauty, was actually... stripped naked in front of everyone on the ship?!

Just to trade for a few barrels of oil?!

In Chen Du's eyes, was she just a tool person?!

"I'll fight you to the death!!"