Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1119 - 464: Searching for Jiang Ziyin

The speedboat exhibited incredible velocity, leaving the Firebird far in its wake. Liang Yuan and his team successfully spanned the massive watery expanse in half a day, eventually reaching the metropolitan center.

Yet, the sight that greeted them in the city far exceeded Liang Yuan’s initial projections.

The vessel currently idled upon the surface, surrounded by nothing but an infinite stretch of water; not a single structure remained visible to the eye.

Tu Long unfurled his map, scrutinizing it repeatedly before voicing his bewilderment: "Mr. Liang, is this truly the urban district? Why does it look like there’s nothing here?"

Bai Zhirui attempted to peer at the map alongside him, but as someone functionally illiterate with navigation, she couldn't make sense of the layout.

Liang Yuan, also examining the document, explained in a somber tone: "The building we passed earlier bore the sign 'Sky Rainbow', which corresponds to this Sky Rainbow Mall on the map."

"That hotel we encountered? It’s the Ramada. I’ve stayed there in the past."

"Given these identifiers, we definitely should be arriving at the city center."

"But there is literally nothing here," Tu Long exclaimed, gesturing toward the vast, empty expanse.

The water was cluttered with debris—tables, chairs, and various synthetic materials—but no buildings stood to interrupt the horizon.

Liang Yuan stated gravely: "This is expected. Linjiang City has long been regarded as an ancient municipality. The local government pushed for historical preservation early on, forbidding the construction of imposing skyscrapers within the historical district."

"It is highly probable that everything has been swallowed by the deluge."

"Regardless, I must descend to verify. Remain here while I investigate."

With those words, Liang Yuan plunged into the depths. Although his assessment was logical, a personal inspection was necessary to confirm if their location truly matched the city core.

As he dove deeper, the architecture once hidden by the flood began to manifest before him.

Rather than simply swimming through the open water, Liang Yuan maneuvered toward a nearby overpass.

A glance at a submerged sign reading [West Ring Road] confirmed his location; he had indeed arrived at the periphery of the former city center.

Navigating the map of Linjiang was straightforward: four major overpasses surrounded the historical district in a tic-tac-toe format, representing the North, South, East, and West loops.

Eventually, due to population booms and commercial development, the government added a central loop to link with the industrial park district.

Liang Yuan was currently hovering near the West Ring section, situated to the western flank of the city center.

By recalling the map, he quickly triangulated his position. He scanned the once-bustling metropolitan area, a spot where traffic jams were previously an everyday occurrence at the entry to the West Ring Overpass.

Silence reigned now, though vehicles remained trapped atop the flooded structure. Several cars had been crushed or tipped on their sides by the force of the water.

Skeletal remains lay scattered, along with clothed corpses inside the vehicles. One could only imagine the horrific scenes that unfolded when the flood struck.

Liang Yuan observed the debris with a furrowed brow.

"The Xinghai Garden Villa complex only spans four floors. It’s almost certainly been completely submerged. How am I supposed to find Dr. Jiang Ziyin now?"

He wasn't confident in her survival, and this search felt like a desperate gamble. Seeing the entire city underwater, his hopes for her safety began to wane.

Returning to the speedboat, he was met by the anxious gazes of Tu Long and Bai Zhirui.

"Well? Is this the city?"

Liang Yuan nodded. "Correct. It’s the vicinity of the West Ring Road station."

"Are you serious? Does that imply the entire urban zone is flooded?" Tu Long gasped.

Bai Zhirui added, "In that case... does that mean the people who lived here..."

She didn't finish, but her fearful implication was clear.

Liang Yuan shook his head. "Not necessarily. If they predicted the danger, surely many evacuated rather than waiting to drown in their homes."

"Let's proceed. According to the plan, we move toward the periphery of the Xinghai Garden Villas."

"Prioritize searching high-rise structures."

"If we find other survivor encampments, make direct inquiries about residents from Xinghai Garden or anyone with medical expertise."

"Understood!"

The trio immediately maneuvered the craft to resume their search. The location of the Xinghai Garden properties was once among the most prestigious in the city.

However, luxury often demands environmental perfection. Nestled amidst lush trees and tranquil scenery, it had been a high-end oasis. Consequently, it had been the first area to be claimed by the floodwaters.

Liang Yuan and his team traveled for over ten kilometers before spotting isolated structures.

Searching these revealed only survivors who had succumbed to madness or unfortunate individuals transformed into grotesque mutants. In either case, Liang Yuan mercifully ended their suffering.

After scavenging for minor supplies, they moved on to their next destination.

Two days into their search, approximately ten kilometers from the villa site, they reached a survivor encampment near some high-rises close to the park. There, Liang Yuan finally secured some promising intelligence.

Xinhong Garden, Building 87, Unit 3201. This had once been a premier top-floor residence.

Currently, a group of Superpower Users knelt in the dirt, trembling. Liang Yuan and his allies towered over them.

Liang Yuan addressed them squarely: "Did you genuinely take in refugees from the Xinghai Garden Villa District?"

"Yes, sir, I swear upon my life. A minor celebrity hiding in my room moved here after the flood; she was an original owner at Xinhong Garden."

The middle-aged leader of the camp spoke with frantic subservience, terrified of displeasing the visitor.

Desperate for results, Liang Yuan had abandoned the subtlety he used at Sunshine New City. He had simply stormed the camp, demanded the leaders, and displayed his overwhelming martial prowess.

Usually, this direct approach ensured total compliance from the start.

Liang Yuan commanded, "Bring her to me."

The leader jumped to his feet. "Right away, sir! Immediately!"

Liang Yuan locked eyes with Tu Long, who caught his meaning and barked, "I'm coming with you. Don't try any funny business, or I'll crush your skull."

The man’s face paled, and he shook his head vigorously. "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare! Please, follow me."

Liang Yuan didn't bother to ask the man his name even once.

Soon, Tu Long returned with the leader, escorting a petite woman. She possessed the classic features of an pre-apocalypse celebrity—pale skin and delicate, refined features that remained striking without any makeup.

At this moment, her gaze was hollow, her body shaking too violently to hold her head up.

"Sir, she's the one... she fled here from Xinghai Garden."

"Quickly, greet them!" the leader barked.

Terrified, the woman collapsed to her knees instantly. "Greetings, sir... hello, ma'am."

The leader looked at Liang Yuan and forced a grotesque smile. Liang Yuan frowned; it was obvious this woman had been psychologically broken by her captors long ago.

"Raise your head," Liang Yuan instructed.

She shuddered, forcing a fragile smile while her red-rimmed eyes betrayed her absolute terror.

"What is your name?"

"Zhao Huiyao," she whispered.

Liang Yuan searched his memories but found no recognition. A C-list minor celebrity, perhaps. Tu Long leaned in, curious. "You’re a celebrity? How come I’ve never heard of you?"

Zhao Huiyao hurried to apologize. "I’m just a minor third-tier star, sir. I’m not well-known at all."

Liang Yuan waved off the questioning. "Were you a resident of Xinghai Garden?"

"Yes, I lived there before the flood."